Conferring the Gods and Proving the Emperor

Chapter 67

Yun Moxi stood up and stretched, and when he heard Little Xingwang's words, he turned around, still cynical, and said: "I'm sure about the people from the Taixu Ancient Sect, you can let them in, you Any comments?"

"The quota is determined by the three sects, not only by you, Saint Gai Guzong!" Xiao Xingwang did not give in at all, his whole body was like a magic knife, causing the knife to scream, the aura was humble, the profound meaning of the knife emerged from the whole body, indifferent Let out a sound.

Whether it's Xiao Xingwang or Yun Moxi, they are the arrogance of the two sects who came to Dongjun Mountains this time. Now there is already a rivalry situation before they enter, which makes everyone's eyes fixed. Unexpectedly Things will happen to this point.

Yin Changkong didn't care about the difference between two sects at all, he just looked up at Wei Daochen, and seeing that Wei Daochen was still chasing and killing the man in the Killing League Pavilion but hadn't killed him yet, he couldn't help frowning, he could see that the Killing League Pavilion That person was just relying on his own body skills to keep dealing with it.

"Senior Brother Wei, make a quick decision!" Yin Changkong reminded, he didn't intend to waste time here.

Wei Daochen paused when he heard Yin Changkong's words in the sky, and then saw him put away his natal sword, took a deep breath, and looked at the man in the Slaughter League Pavilion who he had just forced to mess around with without any waves in his eyes.

"Wei Daochen! Taixu Ancient Sect, I will definitely crush it!" the man from Killing League Pavilion gritted his teeth and said, being hunted down by Wei Daochen like this was something he never thought of, let alone that Taixu Ancient Sect would suddenly go crazy, suddenly Just so strong.

"You have no chance." A sharp light flashed in Wei Daochen's eyes, soaring to the sky. At this moment, a long spear appeared in his hand, and the sound of "Zheng-Zheng-" sounded with great pressure. One shot fell heavily, one shot fell, there was no enemy but no one.

The coercion from the spear rushed towards the face, causing everyone below to feel this aura, and looked up at the sky in astonishment, all of them panicked hard to hide.

"Real man's Dao weapon—" Wei Daoqi's long spear rang straight, and the profound energy of the world seemed to be inferior. When everyone saw this real person's Dao weapon, those with low cultivation bases couldn't bear it at all. , sat down on the ground.

"This, this is the Dao weapon of Taixu Daoist, the ancestor of the Taixu ancient sect, right?" Someone was terrified and told the origin of this real weapon, but when facing the real person's Dao weapon, his body trembled.

The real person's Taoist weapon is already infinitely powerful, and this real person's Taoist tool is used by Taixu real person, and it has been nurtured by Taixu real person, so one can imagine the power of this real person's Taoist tool today.

The moment the Taoist artifact was taken out, the three sects below and everyone looked over at the same time. There were no monks in the realm of the real person here, and now Wei Daoqi was holding the Taoist artifact. Naturally, it looks much more dazzling.

"Kill——" Wei Daoqi yelled, and the Daoist Dao Spear pierced down fiercely. The spear was so powerful that everything it passed was like the void being blasted, and nothing could stop it. When the spear fell, there was a loud "bang" , the man in the Killing League Pavilion spurted blood wildly, and the sound of bone shattering resounded.

"Is this the power of the real Dao weapon?" Someone murmured, before there was no real Dao weapon, Wei Daoqi couldn't kill the man in the Killing League Pavilion even by spitting out blood, so he could only chase and kill him everywhere, but now he just took out Got a real Dao weapon...

With one move, the man in the Killing League Pavilion was chopped off!
The contrast is really too great, everyone is watching in astonishment, people like San Zong are better, they are not very interested in Dao artifacts of real people, but for those casual cultivators, Dao artifacts of real people are just like the world. Like the most beautiful Kuibao, it is a treasure that cannot be found.

Wei Daoqi's face was pale. After spitting out his natal essence blood continuously, he was a little hurt by forcibly using the real Daoqi, but it was the first time he felt such a hearty and incomparable feeling in his heart.

The thing in his hand can be said to be the last treasure of the Taixu Ancient Sect, that is, the Daoist Artifact used by the Taixu Ancient Sect. No real magic device was used.

He always thought that this real Dao weapon might be useful when the Taixu Ancient Sect was in danger, so Wei Daochen never took out the real Dao weapon and kept it well hidden to prevent others from using it. Know.

But now, after he defeated the people from the Killing League Pavilion with the weapon that his ancestor used back then, he felt a kind of emotion in his whole body, that is, he was full of joy. Although his body was very tired, his heart was much more relaxed.

At the moment when he took out the real Dao artifact, at the moment when he showed his might with awe-inspiring killing intent, the Little Star King who blocked him just now didn't stop him either, why?In the end, he was still afraid of the Dao weapon in his hand!

No matter how talented Little Star King is, no matter how talented he is, his cultivation is still only Lingxuan after all. Even if there are all the Star Sects behind him, but at this moment, the strong members of the Star Sects are not by his side, if he is still reckless If you can't stop Wei Daochen, you have to weigh the power of the Taoist weapon.

Only by being strong and rising can the Taixu Ancient Sect not be humiliated by others. Wei Daochen is even more determined at this moment, and he is also completely firm in Yin Changkong's desire to lead the Taixu Ancient Sect to rise.

"Bang—" At this time, the person in the Killing League Pavilion was severely injured by Wei Daochen's slash with a real Dao weapon, and he fell hard on the ground, directly smashing a deep hole, and the ground was stained red with blood. At this time, he was already motionless. Although he was not dead, he was seriously injured.

The man in the Killing League Pavilion fell to the ground, making all the people outside the entrance of Dongjun Mountains silent. At this moment, Wei Daochen was holding a real Dao weapon as if he had gone crazy and severely injured the people in the Killing League Pavilion.

Everyone could see that Wei Daochen was determined to kill the person who killed Mengge, and he was so crazy, who would dare to stop him?Don't care about the three sects, don't talk about other people, the Taixu Ancient Sect is so crazy today, they just turn a blind eye and close one eye, anyway, they don't care about their affairs, let alone if the Taixu Ancient Sect kills them today. If the people of the Killing League Pavilion here, then the Killing League Pavilion will not let go of the Taixu Ancient Sect in the future, and the life-and-death enemies of the two sides will fight again, and the other forces will be happy to benefit.

The place where the man in the Killing League Pavilion landed was right next to Yin Changkong. While everyone was still silent, Yin Changkong walked over slowly and walked to the side of the man in the Killing League Pavilion.

"Remember, this is the first one." Yin Changkong put one hand gently on the man's throat, not looking at the hatred in the man's eyes at all, but focused on the flying mountain, all The disciples of the Killing League Pavilion who were full of murderous intent saw Yin Changkong's hand lightly squeezed, and the sound of "click—" came out immediately, and this person died on the spot.

The Killing League Pavilion is indeed the Killing League Pavilion. Their disciples are all professional killers. The disciples of the Meng Pavilion were all indifferent, but their eyes were full of murderous intent.

It's not that these people don't want to move, but it's useless to run away or kill Yin Changkong at this moment. Wei Daochen is still holding a real Dao weapon in the sky. If he makes a move, everyone in the Killing League Pavilion will be doomed.

Yin Changkong squinted his eyes, looked at the disciples of the Killing League Pavilion, and threw away the dead body of the Killing League Pavilion, and then saw Yin Changkong stood up and walked towards the Killing League Pavilion.

At a high altitude, Wei Daoqi had already descended, followed Yin Changkong, and walked over in the same way. For a while, the fourth elder and many disciples of the Taixu Ancient Sect were stunned for a while, and then they all followed.

"This is planning to kill them all—" Someone murmured after seeing this scene. After Yin Changkong killed the person in the Killing League Pavilion, he quickly turned his attention to the remaining people in the Killing League Pavilion. Wei Daochen, who has a weapon, what can the Killing League Pavilion use now to resist.

But even if the Taixu Ancient Sect kills all the people from the Killing League Pavilion here, so what, the real strong people from the Killing League Pavilion did not come at all. If these people are killed here, the Taixu Ancient Sect can still bear do you live?Everyone can't help thinking secretly.

"Boom—boom—boom—" Just as everyone was waiting for the next thing, just as Yin Changkong was slowly walking towards the Killing League Pavilion, the ground suddenly shook again, like ten thousand horses galloping, and the momentum I don't know how many times it has grown.

Everyone couldn't help turning their heads to look, but they only saw gorgeous and luxurious sedan chairs slowly approaching. Each sedan chair was extremely spacious, and there were eight godly horses pulling it. There were ten such sedan chairs. The sedan chair came from far to near, making everyone pay attention.

Ten gorgeous sedan chairs were pulled unscrupulously by the gods and horses on the ground. They didn't slow down at all when they reached the entrance of Dongjun Mountains. I don't know how many people were tricked. The people in it don't seem to have any sense of wrongdoing at all.

Compared with the three sects, the momentum, influence, and arrogance of the eighty divine horses marching in horses seem to be too much. If other forces dare to come so rampantly, they will be killed by the three sects the next day. I was cornered.

But now that this force came, after the three sects came to the banner on the sedan chair, they were all rarely angry, but they didn't express anything, and continued to watch where they were.

Ten sedan chairs galloped about, and eighty divine horses and horses rode along. They all avoided wherever they passed. When all the forces stopped, the flags on the sedan chairs also stopped swinging because of the wind. On the top, a word is displayed there, and it seems to be telling others.

Yin Changkong also took a look at the words on the banner, and immediately realized that it was not the first time he had read it, so he looked away.

On the sedan chair banner, there is only one word.

Yu!
(End of this chapter)