"Netherworld Ancestor, my four major factions don't welcome your Netherworld Sect, your old man has brought so many people here with great fanfare, are you planning to start a war with my four factions?" Qin Lantian pointed at the Netherworld Ancestor and said in a cold voice.

"Master Qin, the old man really wants to go to war, and he can beat you and others with just one palm, do you think it's interesting?" the Netherworld Ancestor said hoarsely, and his big boring hand went back and forth towards the void.

With the actions of the Netherworld Ancestor, the sky changed, and I saw that the black clouds under the feet of the people of the Netherworld Sect disappeared out of thin air, and the seniors of the four factions on our side took a few steps back in unison, their faces extremely ugly.

"Who said that he wanted to hurt these juniors of the old man's mountain gate with one palm!"

Under the voice of an extremely old man, I saw a white figure condensed in the sky on the side, this figure was originally still a thousand feet away, but then the space shrank, and suddenly appeared in front of Qin Lantian and them.

This is an old man in a white robe, the old man in the white robe is holding a pole of floating dust, and his body is a little hunchbacked, but his eyes are extremely sharp, and his body is full of the aura of a high-ranking person.

"Disciple Qin Lantian greets Elder Taishang!"

"Meet Elder Taishang!"

"Meet the seniors!"

With the appearance of this white-robed old man, Qin Lantian and the other elders of the Dark Moon Sect knelt down in unison, even the elders of the other three factions saluted respectfully, with a look of awe on their faces.

Breathing became more and more rapid, I raised my eyes to the sky, looked at the powerful aura of the white-robed old man, and then looked at the Netherworld Ancestor, and at this moment I clearly found that the pupils of the Netherworld Ancestor's eyes contracted, as if I was very jealous of the white-robed old man.

The appearance of the white-robed old man made the originally domineering Netherworld Sect master suddenly look surprised, and the Netherworld Ancestor even stroked the white beard on his chin, and then showed a smile: "Hezhenren, I'm afraid the two of you haven't seen each other for three hundred years, right?"

"Nether, do you have something to do with my Dark Moon Sect?" The white-robed old man called Crane Zhenren hurriedly spoke.

This is a conversation between the old-timers, and everyone is silently watching the changes, and the appearance of the crane real person makes the disciples of the four factions who were originally a little flustered also feel a lot more at ease.

"I have heard that the young generation of masters of your four major sects are like clouds, and my Netherworld Sect would like to learn about it!"

"Enlightenment, what a joke!"

"That's right, don't have anything to do with our decency in your demon path, retreat quickly!"

"Elder Taishang, this Netherworld Sect is too deceitful, and he actually dares to set foot in my Dark Moon Sect territory!"

The seniors of the four factions opened their mouths in unison, obviously not angry, originally we were having a good exchange meeting with the four factions, but now they were actually mixed up by a demon sect.

"Why? Don't you dare?" At this moment, the golden-robed young man smiled lightly.

"Bastard, how can you have a junior here to speak!" Zhou Tong was furious.

"Zhou Tong, you are not small, this son is a disciple of the old man, isn't the disciple of the old man not qualified enough?"

When the Netherworld Ancestor said this, Zhou Tong's face turned red, but at this moment, Hezhen Zhenren glanced at the golden-robed young man meaningfully, and then looked at the Netherworld Ancestor.

"Nether, since you came to my Dark Moon Sect, how do you want to compare?" said Crane Zhenren with a faint smile.

"Nanjue, say it!" the Netherworld Ancestor looked at the golden-robed youth.

I saw that the eyes of the golden-robed young man scanned around us, the disciples of the four factions, and then spoke: "The disciple came to the Dark Moon Sect this time, and originally planned to fight with these disciples of the four factions, but now it seems that these guys are all wine bags and rice bags, and none of them are my opponents!"

"What did you say?"

"Stinky boy, what a big breath!"

"Good boy, the old man saw that you were young and gentle, and he didn't expect to be so rampant!"

The elders of the four factions drank in unison, and the crane real person frowned even more, his old man obviously already knew the true intention of the Netherworld Ancestor, and it was estimated that this time this Netherworld Sect took the opportunity of our four factions exchange meeting to humiliate our four major factions.

"Senior Brother Lin, can you see what kind of cultivation this kid from the Nether Sect is?" Lei Yang said in a deep voice.

"I can't see it, but there should be at least the late stage of the Xuanling Realm. "I held my chin in one hand and looked at Nanjue who was high in the sky.

"Hahahaha, the disciples of your four major sects are really pampered, my disciples are already calling for war, and none of them have come forward!"

"Master, let the disciple go out and fight against this person!"

"Qingyang Sect Dragon Aotian is willing to accept the challenge!"

"Disciple Han Ling, willing to fight!"

"And me!"

Whoa!

I don't know when, at this moment, one after another figures of the sword were suspended in the air, and to my surprise, Fu Bing, Han Ling, and Long Aotian, who had fought against me at this moment, all appeared in mid-air, and in addition to these people, there were also the stupid big Xiang Hu of the Qingyang Sect, as well as Lan Ling and Zhong Yu of the Flower Sect, as for Zhu Yu, he looked at Nan Jue angrily, obviously the initiator of Zhu Yu's Gu before was this Nan Jue.

"Hey, hey, there are really a lot of people who challenge, young master, which one do you say to fight first?"

"Yes, young master, why don't you just let them fight in wheels, I don't think any of these disciples are your opponents!"

"I dare to stand up with this bit of strength, I really don't know whether to live or die!"

Several Nether Sect elders beside Nan Jue showed a look of extreme shame, and their words made our side even more furious.

"Disciple Lei Yang, I am willing to fight with this Nan Jue!" Lei Yang finally couldn't hold it back, only to see him fly to the ring, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

With Lei Yang's movements, a touch of surprise appeared on Nan Jue's face, and he turned to look at the Netherworld Ancestor, only to see the Netherworld Ancestor nodding slightly, obviously signaling that Nan Jue could go up.

"Okay, then Nan will understand the strength of the disciples of the Dark Moon Sect!" Nan Jue got the approval of the Netherworld Ancestor, only to see his figure flash, and suddenly appeared in the ring.

"Homecoming!" Tsuru Zhenren snorted coldly.

With the words of Crane Zhenren, at this moment, the seniors of the four factions shot out at the high platform behind the ring, and Crane Zhenren sat in Qin Lantian's position just now, as for the masters of the Netherworld Sect, they all sat cross-legged in the air, with a proud face.

I hid in the camp of the disciples of the Dark Moon Sect, holding my chin with one hand, and swept towards the ring from time to time, and I was also thinking about whether the man with the hat would recognize me.

I saw that Zhou Tong opened the formations around the ring one by one according to the rules, and at this moment, Lei Yang and Nan Jue gathered hundreds of zhang at once, looking at each other.

"Nephew Lei Xian, go all out!" Gao Mu hurriedly spoke.

Hearing Gao Mu's words, Lei Yang shook it with one hand, and the long sword in his hand burst out with thunder light, and the momentum was amazing.

"Hey, hey, it's still a Lei Linggen, not bad!" The corners of Nan Jue's mouth raised, and he saw that he shook his head from side to side, and his eyes were staring at Lei Yang even more, with one arm behind his back.

"Let's go!" Zhou Tong snorted coldly.

Brush la-la-la!

Everyone's eyes looked at the ring in unison, only to see Lei Yang's body flashing with thunder, and a cultivation in the late stage of the Xuanling Realm suddenly bloomed, and his body shot out at Nanjue under a burst of 'crackling', and the long sword in his hand burst out with a powerful thunder light sword, the speed was unimaginable!