Huaguo Yanjing, Yandang Mountain.

A purple light flashed, and a man in a purple robe appeared at the foot of Yandang Mountain with more than a dozen disciples in white robes.

The purple-robed Great Wizard raised his head, looked at the top of Yandang Mountain, snorted coldly, and spoke.

"Hmph, such a treasure land with strong spiritual power was actually used as a mountain gate by Wang Meng, which is simply a tyrannical thing. ”

As soon as the purple-robed Great Wizard finished speaking, a thick and steady voice came from behind him.

"But isn't it, if you want me to say, the ownership of this Yandang Mountain should also be settled. ”

The purple-robed wizard turned around and looked behind him, the Korean taekwondo grandmaster with a few black-belted disciples, stepping on the wet grass with clogs, slowly walking towards him.

After a brief brief glance at each other, the two smiled knowingly.

As enemies who had a grudge against the king, they naturally understood what the purpose of the other party's trip was.

There is a good saying that the enemy of an enemy is a friend, and at this moment, the purple-robed great wizard and the taekwondo grandmaster have become friends with the same goal.

The two teams of men and horses gathered together and walked slowly towards the top of the mountain, and just after reaching the position of the mountainside, a pitch-black magic circle suddenly appeared.

The purple-robed Grand Wizard and the Taekwondo Grandmaster were startled and stepped back, only to see that in the pitch-black magic circle, a Japanese man wearing a black Onmyoji robe slowly revealed his figure.

When they saw the man's appearance, they were startled, opened their mouths, and read the man's name.

"Great Onmyoji, Ashiya Harumi!"

Harumi Ashiya was named, smiled calmly, and spoke.

"Purple-robed Great Wizard, Taekwondo Grandmaster, fortunately. ”

"Mr. Ashiya is also here to crusade against the Wang League Mountain Gate established by the white-clothed sword immortal?"

"Of course. ”

Ashiya nodded.

The purple-robed Grand Wizard instantly let out an exclamation.

"Although the Wang League no longer has an alliance leader, there is no shortage of masters and strong people, Mr. Ashiya actually came alone, it is really courageous. ”

"Huh. Ashiya Harumi smiled lightly and opened his mouth in response.

"How is it possible, this time I came, I must pay the blood debt of the Wang League, and pay the price for the white-clothed sword immortal to recover the hundred ghosts of my Japanese country!"

After speaking, Ashiya Qingming raised his hand and waved, and about a hundred figures appeared behind him, and from that magic circle, more than a hundred onmyoji wearing onmyoji robes revealed their figures.

All the members of the new generation of Onmyoji of the Ashiya Harumi family are gathered here!

Seeing more than a hundred onmyoji standing behind Ashiya Qingming, the purple-robed great wizard and the taekwondo grandmaster couldn't help but be stunned.

This Ashiya Qingming's hatred for the white-clothed sword immortal is probably deeper than himself.

Only half an hour later, the three teams came to the gate of Wang Meng's mountain.

I only saw the huge wall like the city gate, a four-meter-high stone gate was impressively presented, and on the stone gate, on the plaque with gold edge on a red background, two golden characters were engraved in regular script.

Wang Meng.

Looking at the huge building that was beyond his imagination, the purple-robed Grand Wizard and the Taekwondo Grandmaster all showed disdain after a short period of surprise.

"Hmph, a small Wang Meng can actually build such a big mountain gate, I see that this white-clothed sword fairy had a lot of black money in his hand before his death. ”

"But no, the master is not a good slave, and the people in this royal league are definitely not a good thing!"

The two of them said resentfully, and Ashiya Harumi was even more direct, stepped forward, raised his hand, and the black air flow converged in the palm of his hand.

"The white-clothed sword immortal, if you take away my hundred ghosts, it's not too much for me to destroy a small mountain gate for you. ”

After Ashiya Haruaki finished speaking, he flipped his wrist, and a pitch-black mana impact shot out from the palm of his hand, bombarding the huge stone gate that was four meters high.

"Boom!"

Rubble flew and gunpowder smoke rose everywhere, and the stone gate was hit by the mana impact of Ashiya Qingming, and it shook open directly from the middle, cracking into countless stones.

"What people!"

Immediately, an angry shout rang out, and dozens of figures flew out of the stone gate.

Huang Yuanzhi walked in the front, with a slight chill in his pupils, and shouted coldly.

"Who dares to step on the mountain gate of my Wang League!"

As if waiting for Huang Yuanzhi to wait for Huang Yuanzhi's words, the three of them took a step forward directly and stood up towards Huang Yuanzhi and those sect masters.

"Wang Meng, do you remember the black-robed great wizard who was killed by your alliance leader back then?"

The purple-robed Grand Wizard said in a cold voice, followed by the Taekwondo Grandmaster.

"And I, the Korean Sect Master, was also killed by the leader of your Wang League, your Lord of the King League killed the sect master of my sect, I destroyed your Wang League, why not!"

Tan Banlong snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Heh, if you want to fight, you will fight, what so much nonsense." ”

When Tao Bozhong wanted to say something, Ashiya Qingming spoke first.

"As far as I know, this Yandang Mountain is not purchased by your Wang League, but contracted by Yanran Group. ”

"Now that Yanran Group has been acquired by the United States, including this Wang Meng's mountain gate, this Yandang Mountain naturally does not belong to your Wang League's private property, and it is reasonable for me to destroy your mountain gate!"

And Huang Yuanzhi actually laughed when he heard Ashiya Qingming say this.

"Hahahaha!"

"You're right, this place may not belong to the Wang League, but it doesn't belong to you either!"

"It's useless to talk too much, just come if you want to fight!"

"You!"

Two green tendons erupted on Ashiya Qingming's face, and when he was about to say something, Huang Yuanzhi's eyes shot out of Dao golden light, and his voice was like thunder, shocking.

"A group of rats, is it really that there is no one in my Wang League, can you be so presumptuous?"

Huang Yuanzhi raised his hand and pinched out one magic trick after another, in the sky, golden pillars of light appeared impressively, standing in front of Huang Yuanzhi, looking at Huang Yuanzhi who was covered by golden light, Ashiya Qingming's face was startled, and he shouted loudly.

"How is it possible, you are a god realm?"

When the purple-robed Grand Wizard and the Taekwondo Grandmaster heard this, their eyes widened, revealing an expression of disbelief.

None of them thought that in addition to the living legend-like white-clothed sword immortal in the Wang League, there was actually another Gangqi Divine Realm!

Looking at the people who retreated slightly, Huang Yuanzhi's face was gloomy and he said coldly.

"Who's coming first?"

When those people heard, "Look at me, I'll look at you," and they looked like they were about to run away, a joking voice came from the sky.

"I'm coming!"

Everyone looked up and looked into the sky, countless bats existed in the sky at some point, covering all the sunlight and clouds, and then, the bats gathered together, and a tall man wearing a red-bottomed gold-rimmed tuxedo revealed his figure, and slowly landed in the middle of Huang Yuanzhi and Ashiya Qingming and others.

Seeing the man's ruby-like red eyes and the two fangs peeking out from between his lips, Huang Yuanzhi was startled and spoke.

"Bloodline!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was terrified.

Seeing these reactions of the people around him, the man giggled directly, ignoring the members of the Wang League who were dripping in a cold sweat, the corner of the man's mouth curled, and he spoke.

"Sir, do the rules you just set still count?"

"What?" Huang Yuanzhi asked.

"Whoever wins, listens to whomever he wants. ”

The man replied, licking his wrist and smiling brutally.

This person is none other than one of the three ancestors of the Blood Clan, Duke Cain!

When Huang Yuanzhi heard this, he breathed a long sigh of relief and nodded.

"Count. ”

As the strongest person in the Wang League except for the Wang Disciples, Huang Yuanzhi understood that it was impossible for him to retreat here.

"Good!"

Cain laughed, raised his hand, and a stream of blood qi converged in the palm of his hand, without any warning, Cain's figure was in shape for a moment, and it swung directly towards Huang Yuan's palm.

And Huang Yuanzhi had already prepared, and the golden whisk in his hand appeared, drawing a circular magic shield in the air.

"Boom!"

In just an instant, the golden round shield engraved with complex runes was shattered by Cain's palm!

Huang Yuanzhi coughed up blood in his mouth, and his body retreated dozens of meters backwards before he stabilized his body, and when he took Cain's palm, Huang Yuanzhi only felt that the qi and blood in his body flowed backwards, and the meridians were about to be shattered!

"Hahahaha, now now, do I win?"

Looking at Huang Yuanzhi's appearance, Cain asked with a smile.

"You haven't knocked me out yet. ”

Wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, Huang Yuanzhi said.

"Yes. ”

Cain replied coldly.

Then, from behind him, two pitch-black hurricanes suddenly appeared, and in the hurricane, the figures of two Bloods were revealed.

Elizabeth.

Vlad III.

When the three of them stood side by side, everyone only felt that the whole world had become another cold and dark space.

No one would have thought that the three ancestors of the blood clan would actually appear at the Wang League Mountain Gate at the same time!