Xianmen headquarters, asked on the mountain.

"Hula!"

A Boeing 957 luxury private jet was parked on the tarmac in Ask Hill.

The private jet cost more than $90 million and features a spacious lounge, marble bathrooms, gold ornaments and more. The pillows and cushions are custom-made.

The cabin door opened, and an old man in Tang costume stepped down from the plane, his eyes seemed to be shining with electric light, and his thin body hid a thunderous power, which made people palpitate.

Behind the old man in Tang costume, followed by a string of beauties dressed in different colors, including young women, white-collar workers, and students, a total of seven people, each of whom was extremely beautiful, with a hot figure, wearing stockings and skirts, and a large piece of chest was exposed, which attracted people's attention.

The old man in Tang costume walked in front, and the beauties behind him also hurriedly followed, although the old man in Tang costume did not say anything, but none of the other guards near the tarmac dared to stop, and they all looked at the old man in Tang costume with awe and envy.

There was a new guard, Zhou Yi, who watched the group go away, and then whispered: "Brother Tian, who is this old man, the leader is like this?"

Before Zhou Yi finished speaking, he was slapped hard by the elder captain Brother Tian and scolded:

"What the fuck are you trying to kill us?"

Zhou Yi was slapped and didn't dare to resist at all, and when he saw Brother Tian with an angry face, he also knew that the matter was not small, so he hurriedly stepped forward to rub Brother Tian's shoulders with a smile.

"Brother Tian, little brother, I haven't just been transferred here, I still need you to take care of it, you tell me where that person came from, I'll pay attention next time." ”

Seeing that Zhou Yi took the initiative to admit his mistake, Brother Tian breathed a sigh of relief, found a place to sit down, and said earnestly: "You kid was quite knowledgeable just now, but he didn't say it to his face, and the whole team of us had to bury you." ”

Zhou Yi was startled, seeing that Brother Tian's face did not look like a fake, he was also afraid, and his teeth chattered and he didn't dare to speak.

Brother Tian patiently continued to introduce his junior brother to prevent this kind of thing from happening again, and his tone was extremely respectful.

"There is a lord, two statues, four gods, eight kings, sixteen mansions, and thirty-eight courtyards on the face of our immortal gate, and the one who passed by just now is the two Zhongdi Venerables!"

Zhou Yi gasped, only feeling that Brother Tian's slap just now was really worth it!

The immortal lord is now practicing in the mundane world, realizing the realm and wanting to break through.

The Heavenly Venerable doesn't care about the mundane things in the Immortal Gate, and now the biggest one in the Immortal Gate is the Earth Venerable.

If the words just now were heard by the Earth Venerable, depending on the temper of the Earth Venerable, no one would say anything if the entire guard team was slaughtered.

Call!

It didn't take long for another private jet to land.

This time, Zhou Yi immediately felt as if he was choked by the neck, and he didn't dare to say anything.

"This is the lord of the sixteen mansions, and the thirty-eight court masters, and the four gods are all here."

Brother Tian frowned deeply at this moment.

"There are still some days before the end of the year, it shouldn't be the annual meeting, but what happened to make all the leaders of the immortal sects who were originally in the world be recalled, is it really as rumored by the outside world, the Wind King and the Power King are dead?"

As soon as his words came out, the audience was silent, and Zhou Yi's eyes widened even more, and his eyeballs were about to fall to the ground.

The Wind King and the Power King were killed, and the news has spread throughout the Chinese martial arts world in recent days.

"It's impossible, the Wind King and the Force King are both Divine Light Sect Masters, and they are also people from our Immortal Sect, who can kill them, who dares to kill them?"

After the silence, the guards immediately exploded, and everyone was talking.

"Yes, although our Xianmen has temporarily retreated, but that is because Zhang Zhengdao is still with the kindness of the immortal master, Zhang Zhengdao is dying of old age, and he will not live long, at that time the world is the world of our Xianmen, who dares to kill the people of Xianmen now?"

"But if it's not the annual meeting now, why do the leaders of these immortal sects go back to Daoshan?"

Although everyone talked about it, there was still deep worry in their eyes.

The death of the two Xianmen kings is a major event for Xianmen and Chu Xiao, and if it cannot be properly resolved, I am afraid it will cause great turmoil within Xianmen.

Asking the Dao Mountain was wrapped in a formation, and even the satellite could not detect it in the slightest.

At this moment, in the meeting room of the main peak of the Asking Mountain, a meeting of the leaders of the Immortal Sect is being held.

Everyone in the conference room stood and looked at the main screen to reveal an old man who was planting rice in winter and looked like an old farmer.

And these people standing are at least the cultivation of Tongming Grandmasters, and the inner strength martial artists are not even qualified to enter, so they can only guard the door outside.

These strong people who can go out and take charge of themselves, and any one of them can be regarded as a guest of honor by the upper class, are extremely respectful to the old man who looks like a peasant man on the main screen at this moment.

Because the old man is the immortal master of the fairy gate.

The fairy lord straightened up, walked out of the muddy land, looked up and said:

"I'll hear what you say. ”

He could lift his hand to remove the mud from his legs, but he didn't.

"The Wind King and the Power King, who went to the Dragon War Base on a mission, are dead. Someone spoke.

A beautiful young woman wearing a dark purple dark flower soft satin skirt with high slits open and snow-white thighs exposed, and her appearance looked like she was thirty or forty years old with fiery red hair, and frowned:

"Really dead?"

The beautiful young woman is the third fire king among the eight kings, and her fire resistance is extremely powerful.

She once burned a city directly in South Asia, killing and injuring hundreds of thousands of ordinary people, leaving behind a great reputation.

"I'm sure it's dead, my men saw it from afar, but they didn't dare to take pictures, he said that if he dared to take pictures, he would be immediately discovered by the strong man. A courtyard master said.

The Fire King was still a little unconvinced.

"To be able to kill the Wind King and the Force King at the same time, at least six or more Divine Light Grandmasters are needed, if there is such a force to make a move, we must have news to know, could it be that Zhang Zhengdao walked out of the capital to make a move? No, it's not necessary. ”

A middle-aged man with a temperament like a gentleman, but with a new scar on his face, spoke.

He looked like a gentleman in high society, not like a warrior, but no one around him dared to ignore him.

Because he is Belit, the spear god of the four gods.

The big guys in the fairy gate who spoke were all the big guys, and the master of the courtyard didn't dare to hang the appetite of the big guys, so he hurriedly continued:

"It's not another force, it's not Zhang Zhengdao, it's a teenager, a teenager under the age of twenty. ”

This news was enough to cause an uproar in the outside world, but everyone in the Xianmen knew who it was as soon as they heard it, and they all fell silent.

In the end, Belite slapped the table in front of him fiercely and shouted angrily:

"It must be that Lu Zhuo again, right?"

The dean of the 38th Academy nodded silently, not daring to speak out.

Belite got up angrily, turned around and was about to walk out, and said in a cold voice:

"I'm going to kill him. ”

No one in the conference room stopped him, and the high-ranking martial artists in the Immortal Sect all had a mocking look.

Most of the people in the Xianmen are composed of loose cultivators and outcasts from the major Huaxia sects, except for a few people who are in the middle and second explosions, they don't have much sense of belonging, and they are happy to see that some people are willing to come forward.

Seeing that Belite was about to walk out of the door of the conference room, the voice of the fairy lord came.

"Belite, have you forgotten how the wound on your face came about? ”

Everyone paused slightly, their faces jealous.

Belite's face also darkened, and he had to stop, thinking of the person who had injured him, and he felt a chill.

At the beginning, the Immortal Sect and the Hanging Sword Sect also had a group of loose cultivators to form Chu Xiao to attack together, wanting to win the world, but Zhang Zhengdao stopped everyone alone!

After Zhang Zhengdao casually killed several Transformation Realm Grandmasters, Chu Xiao and everyone had no choice but to give in.

The final result was that Zhang Zhengdao spared this group of people, because even he did not have the ability to kill all the traitors.

However, a rule was also set that the Realm Masters and Martial Arts Masters above the Realm were not allowed to set foot in the territory of Huaguo.

It was then that Belite's wounds were left.

"Immortal Lord, do you want this Lu Zhuo to step on our heads and?" someone questioned.

"I have my own decision, it is inconvenient for Xianmen to make another move, if a few more people are folded in his hands, the gains outweigh the losses. The Immortal Lord shook his head, "I have issued a hunt order in the global underground world, offering a reward of two billion US dollars to kill Lu Zhuo. ”

"The people of heaven killing, the world, and hell have all taken the order, and then, without our help, Lu Zhuo will be hunted down by assassination organizations all over the world, whether it is successful or not, it has nothing to do with our Xianmen headquarters. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he ignored the complaints of the people in the Xianmen and directly closed the communication.

Everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

The people in the immortal sect under the eight kings didn't want to touch Lu Zhuo, and the warriors above the eight kings didn't want to anger Zhang Zhengdao.

"With these three families making a move, Lu Zhuo will take off a layer of skin if he doesn't die. The Fire King laughed.

Seeing that the immortal lord had made a decision, Belite's anger decreased slightly, and he just snorted coldly, "Zhang Zhengdao is dying, he has a few years to live, I'll see who can protect them when the time comes!"

Although some small countries in South Asia, Western Europe, and North America are no different on the surface, they actually surrender to Chuxiao secretly, and there is naturally no shortage of immortals in terms of money.

Belite glanced at an empty seat next to him and wondered, "Why didn't the Wood King come?"

"Report!"

At this time, a person suddenly rushed in from outside the door, his face panicked.

"Lord Wood King has been beheaded!"

"Who'??!"

"Lu Zhuo!"

"How can this be !!?"

Belite, who had just soothed his anger, was so angry that he directly smashed the table in front of him into dust.

At the same time, the Hanging Sword Sect was also holding a meeting to discuss how to deal with Lu Zhuo.

At the beginning of the day, everyone didn't expect that just one old and one young would overwhelm them.

The old Zhang Zhengdao couldn't beat them, so they could only hope that Yu would survive him, and the little Lu Zhuo also stepped on their heads, which made the people of Chuxiao unable to bear this breath.

At the Huaxia Martial Arts Forum, it was also lively, as if it was the New Year.

Because the young grandmaster of Huaguo, Lu Immortal Master, made another victory, and killed three immortal kings in a row!