On the top of the mountain, there is still the aura of a strong man with dark spiritual power.

The Ximen Immortal sat on the sedan chair and was carried away by a group of disciples, and the leader was like a king who had paid a private visit.

Ximen Immortal is a powerhouse in the Spirit Emperor realm, and he stepped into the Spirit Venerable realm in one more step.

Feng Junze is the youngest Spirit Emperor in Kyushu, and not long after he entered the Spirit Emperor realm, he is two levels worse than this Ximen Immortal.

The higher the cultivation realm, the more obvious the perception becomes.

Even if it is only one level away, the disparity in strength is quite obvious.

Ximen Immortal glanced at Feng Junze, he lazily stood up from the sedan chair, "Brother Feng, it's quite a coincidence, do you want to compete with the Temple of the Gods?" ”

Feng Junze's influence in Kyushu is not weak, he is the prince of Nanfengguo, born with a golden soup spoon, but he is never pretentious, he is chivalrous, wandering around Kyushu, practicing medicine to save people, Bodhisattva heart, deeply loved by the people of Kyushu.

The Temple of the Gods is to make the name of the righteous man loud, and as long as he does a little good deed, he will spread it widely.

Typical to make a fortune by fame alone.

Logically speaking, what difference does it make if someone kills a stranger who is also a righteous person? But in the eyes of the temple, it was someone else who was robbing them of their fame.

"Ximen Feng, you're thinking too much." Feng Junze clenched his long sword, not knowing how to do it, he had never looked for trouble.

"In that case, Brother Feng is invited to pull aside and watch, don't get in the way of my temple of gods." Ximen Feng's tone was arrogant, and in his eyes, Feng Junze was just an obstacle.

"Am I weak and won't get out of the way?" Feng Junze asked rhetorically.

Ximen Feng glanced at him deeply, and looked at Feng Junyu behind him, his eyes changed inexplicably, "It's up to you." ”

Confession is only at a glance.

"......" Feng Junze couldn't help but glance at Feng Junyu as well, as if he was asking for help, how to find trouble? He couldn't even find a reason to do it, and he really couldn't get past the hurdle in his heart.

Feng Jun Yu supported his forehead, Jun Ze's temperament is really not suitable for doing bad things.

Just as Feng Junyu wanted to take action to deal with this group of people, there was a loud sound from the Ten Thousand Evil Caves, and Feng Yunran stepped on the power of darkness and soared up.

There was a strong smell of alienation.

"The aliens are coming, set up a formation." Ximen Feng gave an order, and a group of disciples behind him scattered in all directions, surrounding Feng Yunran.

After this cultivation, Feng Yunran had just stepped into the realm of the Spirit Sect to cultivate for strength, and they bullied more and less, so she was naturally not an opponent.

Ximen Feng squinted at him, with an invincible strong posture.

A woman who has just stepped into the realm of the Spirit Sect, he doesn't have to make a move at all.

"Do it." He waved his hand at the group of disciples, and he took a few steps back, intending to watch this alien being hanged by the sword formation.

All the disciples of the Temple of the Gods were all in shape, but they were all slapped down by a force that fell from the sky, and none of them fell.

Feng Junze, who had just found a reason to do it, had to pause, and Feng Junyu's figure also froze in mid-air, and they watched as Feng Yunran was hugged by someone and the big white ball.

"The Great Devil !!" Ximen Feng's voice was cold, as if squeezed out from between his teeth, "You actually fell in love with a perverted alien?" ”

"Alien?" Emperor Wuyu suddenly approached him, and his powerful momentum made his teeth chatter, "This Lady Wang is also something you can slander?" ”