Chapter 318: The Strong Gather!

100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang.

Above the main hall of the ancient witch clan, a group of elders of the ancient witch clan stood on both sides with their heads bowed.

"Elder Liku, is what you said true? Is there really a strong man who broke through to the merger stage and declared war on Xu Jing?"

On the throne at the highest point of the main hall, there sat a middle-aged man in a black robe, whose face was hidden in the shadows, his breath was ethereal and mysterious, and wisps of black smoke lingered around his body, as if he came from the Hongmeng Great Wilderness.

"It's true. Patriarch, this Xu Jing has survived the battle of the Purple Mountain without dying, but has become stronger! In today's world, except for a few immortals above the peak of the refining period, it is impossible to capture him, and his momentum is far better than that of his father. The Elder was terrified.

If it weren't for the fact that Mrs. Si suddenly appeared on the high slope of northern Shaanxi and entangled Xu Jing in time, he probably wouldn't have been able to escape.

"Is Xu Tianhong's son so strong?"

"Xu Tianhong was only in his forties when he became famous, and his son was in his twenties at most, right?

"How the hell did this happen? Have there ever been people like this in history?"

Many members of the Ancient Witch Clan were talking, and everyone's faces were full of horror, obviously feeling incredible!

But the patriarch of the ancient witch clan on the throne did not focus on Xu Jing.

"I'm asking you, is there really a strong person who has broken through to the merger stage?" the patriarch of the Ancient Witch Clan asked again.

"Yes, according to the people from the Divine Sect...... The old lady who broke through to the merger period was a person from the Immortal Immortal Gate. Elder Liku said.

"The people of the Immortal Immortal Sect would actually enter the WTO to declare war on such a junior. "The patriarch of the Ancient Witch Clan thought it was very strange.

"Patriarch, don't you have any opinion about this Xu Jing? He plundered our Zhen Clan's evil weapon, the Heavy Evil Flute, killed the young witch master of Tianyu, and the bitter elder also died on the way to find him, this is the shame of our ancient witch clan......! Shouldn't we get rid of it?" said Elder Liku, with some hesitation.

"What's the point of just one Xu Jing?Now that there is a strong man in the merge period who wants to kill him, do you think he can still live?" said the patriarch of the ancient witch clan casually.

For him, Xu Tianhong, the peak of the refining period that set off storms in China back then, was just a junior, and he didn't dare to provoke trouble in front of him.

The patriarch of the ancient witch clan, and the sect master of the Divine Sect, as early as a hundred years ago, had broken through the refining period, and were the two giants in the world today, and only the strong people in the merger period could pose a threat to him.

"Patriarch, so ...... We have suffered so many losses under him, and in the end we can only hope for others to avenge us?"

"You don't have to be dissatisfied, my ancient witch clan, when did you go against the grain? The four elders of life suffering, old suffering, sickness suffering, and death suffering, come to my conference room later, I have a plan, I want to discuss with the four of you!"

With that, the figure of the patriarch of the ancient witch clan disappeared from his seat.

The one who talked to the people of the ancient witch clan was nothing more than the patriarch's primordial god. And his deity still doesn't know where to retreat and cultivate.

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Divine Sect.

The death of the Cave Void Immortal caused no one to serve as the master of the Divine Sect's leyline gate, and the entire Divine Sect was shocked!

In an open-air square, this place is like a heavenly fairyland, smoke and clouds are curling, trees are flourishing, the disciples of the six major gates of the Divine Sect are all gathered here, this place is the Shenlai Hall of the Divine Sect, only when important matters are discussed, the sect master will gather them here.

"Hua Lingtian, Xu Tianhong was your apprentice back then, and now the person who made such a big disturbance is his son, how do you think this matter should be solved?"

On the square, only its voice was heard, but no one was seen, and the voice of the Divine Sect Sect Master spread to every corner, allowing everyone to hear it clearly.

All the disciples of the Divine Sect looked at each other, and they all set their eyes in the same direction.

An old man in a gray robe slowly walked out of the crowd. He had a very old face, a cloud crown, and a face like an ancient tree, but his figure did not match his appearance, and he looked extremely athletic, like a perennial bodybuilder.

He is the master of the Divine Sect's Guiyuan Sect - Hua Lingtian.

"Sect Master, since Xu Jing has brought losses to my Divine Sect again and again, then this time, I must personally go out to take him back to the Divine Sect and give an explanation to all fellow Daoists. ”

Hua Lingtian bowed his head slightly and said.

The Guiyuan Gate is the most powerful branch of the six major gates of the Divine Sect, and Hua Lingtian is the first person under the Divine Sect Master, unlike the practice of the Ancient Wu Clan, the Divine Sect does not care about the battle between Xu Jing and the old lady of the temple, and seems to want to take Xu Jing down first.

"This is the last chance. ”

The Divine Sect Sect Master said meaningfully.

"I understand it below!"

Hua Lingtian's eyes had a hint of fierceness, and he clenched his fists and said, "Xu Jing is now hidden in the Qingjing Pavilion, once he appears, I will definitely arrest him!"

Not only the Gu Wu Clan and the Divine Sect, after the First World War in northern Shaanxi, all the forces in Huaxia are surging undercurrents, and how to eradicate Xu Jing is already the biggest problem for everyone at present.

They had to pin their hopes on the senior of the Immortal Sect, hoping that she would be able to do the right thing for the heavens and eradicate this scourge.

Everyone was counting the days with their fingers, and no one knew why the senior didn't do it at that time, and had to choose half a month later, didn't this give Xu Jing time to breathe?

……

Fifteen days, for the immortals, is just a moment of closing their eyes and breathing, and it passes in a flash.

During this period of time, Xu Jing's news was also like a dead silence, and there was no news, and no one knew how prepared he had been in the past half a month.

Straight cicadas chirp in midsummer, hot August, Lingjing Purple Mountain is scorching heat everywhere, even tourists rarely come, the temperature at the foot of the mountain, approaching 40 degrees.

Countless immortals flew from all over China.

Large and small sects, sects, Taoist temples, and sects, all came here, and the number of people was as high as thousands, which was even greater than the scale of the Battle of Northern Shaanxi.

Purple Lake, located under a side peak of Purple Mountain, both sides are high mountains and cliffs, there is no direct foothold, the two banks are nearly two kilometers wide, the rushing river is stretching for dozens of kilometers, it is difficult to see the end at a glance, the turbulent white waves are like a long dragon, as if the temperature in the hot season has dropped a lot.

"Is today Xu Jing's death?"

Huaqingmen, Kaiyuan faction, Penglaiju, these three major factions are all Xu Jing's mortal enemies, except for Zhang He of the Kaiyuan faction, the heads of the other two factions all died at the hands of Xu Jing.

It's a pity that their disciples are no longer able to avenge their own masters, their strength is not only a grade behind Xu Jinghe, they can only pin their hopes on today, hoping that the predecessor of the Immortal Immortal Sect can wash the Purple Gold Lake in blood and see the enemy die.

"Fifteen days, I don't know what preparations Xu Jing has made?"

The younger generation of disciples of the Heavenly Sword Gate, the Earth Vein Gate, the Hidden Sound Gate, the Great Martial Arts Gate, the Exorcism Gate, the Guiyuan Gate, and the six major gates of the Divine Sect almost poured out, and there were hundreds of people.

Although they are mortal enemies with Xu Jing, Xu Jing's identity is also the son of Xu Tianhong, and the younger generation of the Divine Sect who have never seen him want to see what kind of demeanor he has, whether he is as divine as rumored, and whether he can withstand his father at his peak.

And at the front of the disciples of the Divine Sect, an old man in a gray robe walked with a tiger, his eyes shot red light, and his momentum was compelling, and it was the head of the Guiyuan Sect - Hua Lingtian. He brought Meng Zhigui, the great disciple of the Guiyuan Sect, and he also came here today to personally suppress the formation!

"There are so many old friends who came over today, all of them came to witness this epic battle?"

On the other side of the high mountain cliff, life suffering, old suffering, sickness, death suffering, these four strongest elders of the ancient witch clan, cultivated to the eighth layer of the refining period, as if coming from hell, driving black clouds and mist, attacking from afar.

Countless disciples of the Xiuzhen Sect also entered one after another, surrounding the top of both sides of the strait, and the powerhouses above the sixth layer of the refining period alone were as high as hundreds, and these forces were almost equivalent to the sum of China's high-end combat power, which was definitely a rare spectacle that was rare to see in a hundred years.

"Boom!"

A thunderbolt exploded in the sky, and four mottled beast shadows appeared, instantly attracting the attention of everyone present.

"Green Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird ......"

Three strong men who walked against the wind, in the thunder light, their sleeves and robes were agitated, and their bodies were like thunder, galloping out from the scorching sun on this sunny day!

"Here are the three major refining period peak powerhouses sitting in ......"

Everyone's pupils shrank, and they were shocked.