Qiyun's old face turned white and red for a while, he knew that Mu Zifeng was difficult, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult, and this kid's incendiary methods were really clever.

"Everyone, everyone, don't be impatient, this is just an individual incident, it is an exception, we must be sincerely united, otherwise we will fall for the traitorous plan with ulterior motives, and the gains will outweigh the losses. ”

Qiyun is worthy of being an old fox, and in a few words, he extinguished the fire that Mu Zifeng had finally set up.

"Your Excellency Sect Master, please rest assured, this alliance leader will definitely find out about this matter and give an explanation to the sect master. ”

As he spoke, he tilted his head, and someone had already stepped forward and taken away the tempted man who was covered in poison, and judging from their movements and their fear of poison, this had already been trained.

Mu Zifeng smiled slightly, although his goal was not fully achieved, but the thorn in his heart had been planted in the headquarters and these for a while, as for how far he could develop tomorrow, he could only do his best and obey the destiny of heaven.

"This sect master is waiting for the moment when the water will come out!"

Mu Zifeng walked to the room with his hands behind his back, and he didn't even say hello to Qiyun.

Qiyun's jaw shook three times, "Hmph!" and stomped his foot, and turned to leave.

This temptation became a farce, which made him dig into the stove pit - holding his breath and nesting fire.

But he can't help it, the kid in front of him is not only strong in martial arts, but also very thoughtful, and he is even more meticulous in using strategies, whether he is Mu Zifeng of the Xuan Demon Continent or not, and he is definitely a difficult opponent.

Mu Zifeng, who returned to the room, did not rest, but called everyone to the room, since the other party had suspected his identity, his plan must be adjusted accordingly.

According to his estimates, he has already controlled more than a quarter of the 1.2 million monks at the headquarters of the Guardian Alliance, but there are still 800,000 people left, and it is still difficult to completely control them for a while.

If you want to swallow 800,000 people at once, a radius of 100 miles, such a big piece of cake, in addition to having a good appetite and teeth, the most important thing is to carry out serious planning.

As the saying goes, only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one not be defeated in a hundred battles.

This plan was planned until the dawn of the day.

The sun is three poles, and the sky and the earth are clear.

The entire top of Lotus Mountain, as if it was resurrected, was full of people.

The annual headquarters meeting of the Guardian Alliance in the Demon Netherworld Continent is definitely a grand event for the righteous people who oppose the main organization in the whole world.

Not counting the people in the headquarters, there are nearly 100,000 council representatives who have come from all over the eleven continents, which is the smallest number compared to the branch halls of the Lord's organization, but their hearts are visible from the sun and the moon.

Mu Zifeng looked at the righteous men wearing new clothes, as if they were celebrating the New Year, with happy smiles on their faces, and felt a burst of sadness today.

If you let them know that the resources they contributed, including spars, spirit herbs and elixirs, exercise cheats, demon treasures, and refining materials, all flowed into the treasure house of the main organization, and in turn used against them, I wonder if they can still maintain this smile now?

Can they still smile so brightly?

If they knew that the clansmen they had the slightest potential had destroyed with the resources they had provided, would they still be able to laugh?

This is the sorrow of human nature, they have all been sold, and they are still helping others count the money.

"When!when!when!"

Three bells rang, and a group of monks, led by the disciples of the Guardian Alliance headquarters in bright red robes, came to the square outside a large hall.

It's like a secular Olympic parade.

In front of each of the monks stood a sign, all made of iron, shining with a dark light. The sign reads the name of a city on a certain continent.

The monks standing behind the sign felt very face-saving, and one by one the spring breeze was blowing, as if they had won a grand prize of five million in the world.

Mu Zifeng's spiritual power moved, and he found that there were more than 2,000 brands there, that is to say, there were more than 2,000 families or forces that were qualified to be invited to participate in this headquarters conference.

There are more than 2,000 fat sheep, if they are slaughtered, the oil and water are really not ordinary.

I could think with my heels that these families or groups who were qualified to be invited to participate in the headquarters meeting, under the Huai Rou policy of the headquarters of the Wei Dao Alliance, there was only one way left to hand over the spars and cultivation resources.

And like the Heavenly Dao Sect, which hurt the main organization, they gritted their teeth and invited, I am afraid that it is the scorpion baba - the only one.

Following more than 2,000 teams, Mu Zifeng and others also came to this square.

It is a venue similar to a small training ground, with a radius of about 200,000 square meters.

In the boxy field, the bluestone paving looks very neat.

His spiritual power went deep into the ground, and he found some clues.

But he was still an old god on the ground, and stepped in one step at a time.

After another half of the incense, on the platform that was built, three figures in long purple-red robes appeared.

"Look, it's the alliance leader and the two deputy alliance leaders who have come out!"

"But no, I heard that the Alliance Master is already at the peak of the half-step Demon Emperor, and our Guardian Dao Alliance's destruction of the Lord Organization is just around the corner!"

Everyone in the audience began to chatter.

Mu Zifeng raised his eyes to watch, only to see Qi Yun squinting slightly at the 100,000 righteous people, and inadvertently, his eyes and Mu Zifeng's eyes collided together.

Mu Zifeng smiled at him and nodded slightly, but Qiyun seemed to have done something wrong, his eyes were erratic, or he was disdainful, and he stayed on Mu Zifeng's face for less than a breath, and hurriedly moved away.

"This old boy seems to have sensed something?"

Mu Zifeng understood the deep meaning from Qiyun's eyes.

Standing on the left and right of Qiyun, standing on the left is Sha Ping, and standing on the right hand is a man in his forties, dressed as a middle-aged scribe, who does not seem to have any demonic power fluctuations, which can give Mu Zifeng a very sinister feeling, just like the military advisor he killed in the first place.

"Are the three alliance leaders all members of the Lord's organization?"

Mu Zifeng smiled slightly, no wonder, this main organization has spent so much effort, if the high-level people are not all their own people, once they usurp the throne, the consequences will be unimaginable.

They're not that stupid.

"Dear fellow Daoists, dear righteous people, welcome to the headquarters of the Weidao League and participate in the annual conference ......"

Qiyun took the lead and took the lead.

Then he summed up the achievements of the Weidao Alliance in the past year, how many sub-temples of the Lord Organization were eliminated, how many resources were seized, etc., without any nutrition.

Although the people below let out a burst of warm applause and shouts from time to time, their interest was not high.

Because these are all clichés, everyone can hear the cocoon in their ears, how much water is mixed in it? Everyone knows it, but it doesn't break it.

And all the forces that came to participate in the headquarters meeting of the Guardian Alliance this time all wanted to use the name of the headquarters to get a chance to go to the mysterious Terran power shogunate to treasure treasures, otherwise they would not be too lazy to listen to Qiyun's nonsense there.

Mu Zifeng's spiritual power radiated and enveloped the audience, and it was found that there were only more than fifty cultivators of the more than 2,000 Demon Venerable Ranks, and besides, there was not a single cultivator above the Fifth Order Great Demon Venerable. It's just too weak.

He also suddenly realized that if there were more high-level monks, what would the main organization use to control it, or in other words, once there were high-level monks appeared, I am afraid that they would have been wiped out long ago, even if the main organization did not take action in person, there would be the headquarters of the Weidao League to do it for them.

Didn't it take so much effort for Mu Zifeng to exterminate the branch halls organized by the Lord of the West Liangshan and the Northern Demon Mountain? And every time it was just completed, people from the headquarters appeared, and they didn't actually come to pick peaches, but to ask for people's lives.

This strategy of light and dark is really clever!

At the same time, Mu Zifeng found a lot of interesting things, for example, there were monks who disguised themselves as women and mixed in here, and there were also monks with soul bodies in their bodies, as if they had been taken away.

There is even a half-step Demon Emperor level cultivator who pretends to be an ordinary disciple and mixes in it.

It's really a mixture, everyone has it!

On the one hand, he could remind the people of the Heavenly Dao Sect to pay more attention to these people to prevent the boat from capsizing in the gutter, and on the other hand, he could also monitor the actions of these people, if they dared to be unfavorable to the Heavenly Dao Sect, he could destroy them in minutes.

The unicorn on the stage is still empty, talking eloquently. From the results obtained, to the resources handed over by the various family sects, and finally to the plans for next year.

Two hours passed with that.

But there is one thing, Qiyun did not mention anything about the achievements of the Heavenly Dao Sect led by Mu Zifeng.

Mu Zifeng is also disdainful of the performance of this old thing, a dying person, how can Mu Zifeng take his words to heart.

Seeing that the sky was about to pass noon, the shadow of the person and the body had become a straight line, and Qi Yun spoke loudly.

"Today is a beautiful day, a day of reunion, the headquarters has prepared special wine and delicacies, and entertained all the righteous people who came from afar, you are fortunate!"

Before he finished speaking, a disciple of the headquarters wearing a bright red robe had already moved out of the storage bag a table and chair and began to put on a feast.

"Thank you, Qi Alliance Master!"

"Thank you, Lords!"

As soon as they heard about the big feast, the righteous people in the audience began to get excited, and someone helped to arrange it.

For a time, the whole square was noisy, like a free market in the world, and the laughter was endless.

"Please all the leaders and sect masters of the sect, go to the main hall and talk about it! Let's discuss who will enter the mysterious shogunate next!"

Qiyun's words are like a spring thunder, and like a torch, the flame of hope in everyone's hearts is ignited at once.