Chapter 924: Good and Evil Feud

early morning

The misty Wangbao Pavilion is neatly and orderly placed with coffee tables and futons, separated by a two-meter-long aisle in the middle, which looks distinct.

On the futon on the left, there are already more than 20 people sitting at this moment, including old men with white eyebrows, and young and strong light clothes!

Each of them exudes an unfathomable aura.

At each coffee table, three monks sat down.

The stewards of the refining period waiting outside the attic stood respectfully with their hands in their hands, hanging their heads and eyes, looking at their noses and noses, and not even daring to take a sip of the atmosphere.

Upstairs, the twenty-eight of the Ten Great Holy Sects gathered together, and the coercion that was inadvertently emitted made the pressure below.

It's just that......

A monk dressed in a green shirt and looking like a learned middle-aged scribe suddenly turned his head and sat alone in the middle of the coffee table, with two empty futons next to him.

Looking at the mist-shrouded void in the distance, his brows furrowed, and his eyes were full of anxiety.

This time, the ten major holy sects gathered together, and each sect sent three people to participate.

The matter of the jade plate is very important, and the major sects immediately sent two masters to come as agreed after receiving the news.

Each family is limited to three people, which was negotiated with the Shadow side.

Only the Xuanling Holy Sect did not come to support, this scribe in the middle of the tribulation was still sent to guard the Wangbao Pavilion according to the usual practice, and he was here.

Now that I see the reinforcements from other sects, I feel that I am the only one who is alone, and it must be false to say that I am not in a hurry.

It's not that there is no one in the Xuanling Holy Sect, it's just that out of consideration for the overall situation, he didn't want to disperse the manpower, so he didn't send another person to come, but mobilized the two old drunkards who were wandering in the secular world.

The jade card involves the gift of the upper realm boss, and all the sects are riveting, sending talents to increase and continue to accumulate strength.

If the person sent out by the family really gets a great treasure, it will inevitably attract the coveting of others.

The other nine sects of the same qi are fine, everyone can sit down and talk slowly.

But the Demon Cultivator of the Shadow is greedy and cruel, and if there is really a treasure against the sky, there will inevitably be an earth-shattering bloody battle.

At the same time as sending three people to participate, the sect was also on the highest alert of the entire sect, ready to fight at any time!

Now that the people from the other sects have arrived, only the only sect is valued at a few people, in case they really find an immortal weapon or something, they can't keep it if they are weak!

Seeing that the other sects had arrived, the middle-aged scribe was anxious, and turned his head to look into the distance from time to time.

Suddenly, his eyebrows raised, and his eyes showed joy: "It's here!"

Whoosh .......

Two figures descended from the sky and landed steadily in the field through layers of mist.

"The old man is coming!" said the old drunkard, who fell to the ground and raised his neck proudly.

Immediately, many people stood up to greet each other, with warm smiles on their faces.

In this group of old acquaintances who have known each other for hundreds of years, the strength of the old drunkard is top-notch, and he has always regarded himself as a master.

In particular, there are many people present who are only in the middle of the tribulation, and in the eyes of the old things, they are even more juniors.

If it weren't for suppressing the strength and slowly polishing the spirit yuan power, and increasing the grasp of carrying the heavenly thunder, otherwise he would have been able to sense the heavenly tribulation decades ago!

But it's true that when he stepped into the cultivation realm, ninety percent of the people present were not yet born.

Back then, many people had to respectfully shout their seniors when they saw him!

A monk in the middle of the tribulation said: "Brother wine, I haven't seen your demeanor for a few years, I guess it's hard to meet an opponent with your cultivation, hahaha......!"

"Hahaha, that's a must, Brother Jiu's cultivation is profound, and there are a few people in the same rank who can block his blow!" The other person immediately answered, and the taste of flattering the relationship in his words was self-evident.

The old drunkard pursed his lips, and his old face was as red as if he was drunk.

If it had been before, he would have accepted these words with a smile.

But before he arrived, he was trampled under the feet of a hateful fellow, and he gnawed on a mouthful of mud.

Fortunately, no outsiders saw it, otherwise where would this old face go!

At this moment, hearing the word 'one blow' felt extremely harsh, if it weren't for Xuanyi's calm voice, he almost couldn't help but pull down with a big ear scraper.

Sister, who is it ironic!

"Hey, you're finally here!"

The middle-aged scribe hurriedly caught up, and the boulder hanging in his heart finally fell.

Now that he also has three Tribulation Periods, and the old drunkard and Xuanyi are still the top in the same level, I suddenly feel full of confidence in my heart!

The old drunkard and Xuanyi sat down in the position belonging to the Xuanling Holy Sect, closed their eyes and closed their eyes to breathe.

Xuanyi has a cold temperament and doesn't like to make friends with people, even if his mood is loose now, he is still not good at communicating, so he simply closes his eyes and breathes.

The old drunkard had just been deflated, and he was even less in the mood to communicate with others, so he sat aside with a cold face, and many monks who wanted to come forward to talk about it also dispelled their thoughts when they saw this.

Time passed minute by minute, and the old memories that had not been seen for a long time gradually listened, and everyone entered a state of pranayama with their eyes closed.

After all, the Shadow side will arrive later, and God knows what will happen when the time comes, so if you have a big fight, you have to stay in the best shape!

Moreover, the other party has already received the news that the remaining two jade plates are in the world, and with the greedy character of the demon cultivator, he doesn't believe that they won't come!

Suddenly, the thirty old monsters present opened their eyes in unison, frowning and looking into the entangled mist.

Whoosh ......

The sound of breaking the air sounded, and dozens of figures passed through the mist and turned into streamers and quickly approached.

Click!

Thirty figures covered in black brocade robes and with uniform blue-faced fangs on their faces suddenly appeared in the attic.

Suddenly, the decent monks all straightened up, revealing a look of vigilance, in case the demon cultivators wanted to swallow the treasure alone and suddenly burst into trouble.

"Hahaha, you don't need to be nervous, we are here with a sincere heart of cooperation. ”

The man at the head looked up and laughed, his hoarse voice full of mockery.

However, although the man was wearing the same black robe and blue-faced fanged mask, he had an esoteric symbol at the center of his mask's eyebrows.

The old drunkard was already in an unhappy mood, and the corners of his mouth turned up and said mockingly: "Five uniques, don't talk about those who are vain, everyone is an old demon who has accumulated years, who still doesn't know whose bottom line? What kind of innocence is pretending, what is the legend of the white snake!"

Wu Jue narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Drunken Immortal, I haven't seen you for many years, the old man thought that you had fallen under the Heavenly Tribulation, but I didn't expect that you were still living in the world!"

The old drunkard narrowed his eyes and said with a murderous look on his face: "Hehe, that old man will first turn out that you are a deceitful teacher who defiles the master and defiles the master's wife, and the pig and dog are not as good as the thing!"

A haze flashed in Wujue's eyes through the mask, and a cold aura emanated from his body: "Okay, let's make a break today!"

Rumble!

Suddenly, two majestic momentum exploded!

(End of chapter)