East of the island in the middle of the lake, in the village of Lizhuang.

The villagers, who were originally idle or busy, were doing what they were doing.

Suddenly, the sky darkened, and I subconsciously looked at the sky, only to see a group of people who were pressed by the black as if the dark clouds were pressing down, stepping on the exhausted and restrained flying swords, passing over their heads. Without the slightest stop, he rushed towards the island in the middle of the lake in an instant.

The villagers of Lizhuang Village were taken aback, and one of the old men, who had been listening to the radio and listening to the opera, got up from the reclining chair. The old man believed that he was now seventy years old, a full thirty years, and he did not react as quickly as he did today.

The old man's eyes widened, and he muttered: "This is the Heavenly Soldier and Heavenly General? Their target seems to be the Island in the middle of the lake, could it be that Zhang Zhenren of the Island in the middle of the lake is angry with the sky, so the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals will go down to earth and want to arrest Zhang Zhenren?"

"Phew... How can there be any heavenly soldiers?"

The old man shook his head again: "Recently, it has always been rumored that there are immortals in the world, if there are no heavenly soldiers and generals, what are those people just now?"

"It's not a hallucination, is it..."

The old man rubbed his eyes, trying to prove that what he had just seen was an illusion.

"The gods have descended... The gods have descended to earth!"

"The gods have descended to earth and come to pay homage to Zhang Zhenren..."

"No, call the police, call the police, who were those people just now?"

"Stupid, can the police manage the gods?"

While they were discussing the matter, some had already gone to the island in the middle of the lake by boat, and some were standing on the shore.

Just when they came to the shore, there were quite a few policemen, and some mysterious people, blocking the dock...

Loaded with guns and ammunition, his face was grim, and the villagers were not allowed to get closer. The villagers, who had never seen this kind of battle, were so frightened that their legs were weak, and they all speculated whether this was a drill... Where can people fly? must be dazzled...

Of course, except for Zhang Zhenren on the island in the middle of the lake, who will fly?

There are only a few people who think this way, and they are still those old people. Young people and even children, their minds are so busy that they bypass the pier and take a boat to the island in the middle of the lake.

......

At the wharf of the island in the middle of the lake, there are no less than 10,000 people in the black pressure...

These people were all dressed in robes and hostas. The eyes of these people sparkled and filled with endless longing: "The island in the middle of the lake belongs to us!"

Standing at the wharf of the island in the middle of the lake, the first old man, with a childish face, looked at the island in the middle of the lake with his eyes shining: "Although the congenital conditions are insufficient, compared with those famous mountains and rivers, they are innumerable... The first cliff, the north slope is steep, the south bank is the slope, and the east mountain is the gully... If it is arranged, it will definitely be a blessed place for the immortals..."

"Alliance Leader..."

A middle-aged man was even more happy: "This place is rumored to be a Taoist holy land, and Zhang Daoran is a living immortal for the world." In my opinion, Zhang Daoran must have seen that our alliance is too strong by now, so he has fled to other places... The disciples of the island in the middle of the lake are also stupid, and they really believe that their sect master is looking for the materials for arranging the formation, when we are stupid, or are the disciples of the island in the middle of the lake stupid? The formation materials are indeed very scarce, but most of them are just ordinary things... Or are those Taoist priests who fled from the island in the middle of the lake prescient, and the only thing that makes people wonder is, where are the Taoist priests who left the island in the middle of the lake? ”

"Hey... Needless to say, if it were you, knowing that the enemy was powerful, if you didn't hide it tightly, you would be caught, would you hide it more tightly?"

Another middle-aged man smiled disdainfully: "Cultivating the Dao, they are cultivating the Dao, so they don't have to cultivate the will to fight, so there is no rule to protect the sect, and there is no intention to defend it." ”

The old man smiled slightly, his eyes became solemn, he looked at the two middle-aged people and said, "Don't talk about this here either, I think everything is superfluous... After months of preparation, I didn't expect that the island in the middle of the lake, which we guarded against everywhere, was just a playground. It is rumored that the formation of the island in the middle of the lake is magical and terrifying, but now it seems to me that it is just as it is. ”

"There is no trace of the formation, no matter how magical the formation is, there are always traces to follow. Even if you can't understand it, you can find traces. The lake here is calm and turbulent, and if there is a formation, it will never be like this..."

The old man's eyes flashed with a kind of wisdom: "Let's climb the mountain first, the alliance has long said that whichever alliance climbs the mountain first, the island in the middle of the lake belongs to which side." I am the East Road Alliance, and the other alliances have not yet appeared, so it is not surprising that they must be hidden in the distance, and when we first listen to the truth, they will come to compete for fame and fortune......"

"Kang Zhuangzi... You old man really lives in the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain... My West Road Alliance is much farther away from here than your East Road Alliance..."

As they spoke, a streamer flickered, and before the words fell, a person was already standing in front of them.

"Liu Chenzi is right, Kang Zhuangzi, you old goods, you don't say bad things about us, not only that, but your ambition is not small, the island in the middle of the lake is our common trophy, but you are not alone..."

Another streamer flickered, and a young man-like Xiuzhen sneered with a gloomy sneer: "Poor Dao is empty, I've seen Liu Chenzi Daoyou..."

Kongming only greeted Liu Chenzi, but ignored Kang Zhuangzi.

Kang Zhuangzi's eyes flashed with a flame, and he sneered and said, "Empty Ming, your Northern Route Alliance has been too diligent in changing its leaders recently, I don't know if you can represent the Northern Route Alliance?"

Cultivators compete for fame and fortune, and the east, west, north, south, and middle five road alliances, and the alliance leaders are constantly changing. Everyone knows that becoming the leader of the alliance will gain the greatest benefits.

Only the Demon Clan Demon Sect has not changed as always.

As he spoke, two streamers came to him, an old man and a middle-aged man, who did not speak, but just arched his hand.

The Five-Way Alliance was originally a big alliance, and the Demon Clan Demon Sect was the leader of the alliance. And the Cultivator Alliance is also a big alliance, but for the sake of their own interests, the Cultivator Alliance eventually split into the East, West, North, South, and Middle Five Ways Alliance.

The Five Roads Alliance looked at each other unpleasantly, and for the sake of their own interests, there was even a conflict some time ago. If it weren't for the ruthlessness of the Demon Sect and the killing of a few people, the alliance would have attacked each other a long time ago.

At present, the Demon Clan's great enemy, the Cultivator Alliance is still vying for fame and profit, but everyone has their own interests, so it is difficult to unify.

"Qingtian Daoyou, Houtu Daoyou..."

Kong Ming smiled and greeted the two newcomers: "Fellow Daoist Kang Zhuangzi, if you want to dominate the island in the middle of the lake, are you willing?"

"Hmph..."

The old man Qingtian and the middle-aged Houtu snorted coldly, the Five Roads Alliance had already secretly formed an alliance again, and the three of them belonged to one faction, and the Kang Zhuangzi East Road Alliance and Liu Chenzi's North Road Alliance were not pleasing to each other.

"Hehe..."

Suddenly, a hearty laugh came, followed by a flicker of coercion, and a figure covered in pitch black that seemed to be shrouded in black mist appeared above them.

"Demon Sect, since you're here, let's come down..."

Kang Zhuangzi glanced up, with a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

"The island in the middle of the lake is originally the thing of the alliance, the island in the middle of the lake has been flattened, and this sect doesn't want anything..."

The Demon Sect was like walking down the stairs, step by step from the air. Each step is like stepping on the surface of the water, and the space ripples. At this scene, the eyelids of the leaders of the Five Roads Alliance who watched it jumped and their hearts were shocked.

The Demon Sect walked up to them and continued: "From today onwards, the island in the middle of the lake will fall, and my demon clan should be the honor of the earth!"

Cultivating the Red Dust Room

Cultivating the Red Dust Room