"Brothers of the Thirty-Six Caves and the Seventy-Two Islands!"

With the sound of this voice, the originally dim firelight suddenly became brightly lit.

Suddenly, there were lights rising in all directions, some were lanterns, some were torches, some were Kong Ming lanterns, and some were pine firewood and grass.

The lights brought by the cave owners and island owners are quite different, some are crude and simple, and some are very fine, they don't know where to hide before, the lights flicker on and off, reflecting on everyone's faces, fantastic and inexplicable.

And among these people, there are men and women, handsome and ugly, both monks and Taoists.

Some have fluttering sleeves, some have narrow clothes and short clothes, there are old men with long beards and flying hairs, and there are women with towering clouds, most of the costumes are strangely shaped, very different from the people of Middle-earth, most of them hold blades, and most of the blades are strange-shaped, and they cannot be named.

From a distance, there is an indescribable horror.

I saw that standing in the center was a middle-aged man who looked quite good.

This person first looked around at the people present, and then said loudly: "Today, we are gathered here to convene this 'Ten Thousand Immortals Conference', which is related to the lives of hundreds of people in our 36 caves and 72 islands!" ”

As soon as the words fell, seven or eight different voices sounded.

"Boss Wu, don't talk nonsense, our brothers have come all the way here, but we don't listen to you complain here!"

"That's it, that old thief is vicious, if she knows about it, maybe she will use some vicious methods to deal with me and others."

"It's extreme, it's extreme, if it's not a last resort, how can I come here and convene the Rausch Ten Thousand Immortals Conference!"

Hearing these gossiping voices, Su Zimo on the side laughed secretly.

Earlier, he knew that the cave masters of these thirty-six caves and seventy-two islands were all a group of rabble, and they could not be on the stage, although they were deeply oppressed by the Tianshan Tong, but they never dared to resist.

And this time, the leader of the Wu Boss, I don't know what method he used, actually gathered these people here, obviously wanting to use the power of the people in the thirty-six caves and the seventy-two islands to attack the Vulture Palace.

It's a pity that this time, they were bumped into by themselves, and these people are unlucky......

Seeing that these people have different opinions, but they have never had a unified opinion, even the leader of the black boss is difficult to convince the public.

In this regard, Su Zimo smiled slightly and was about to appear.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of small footsteps not far away.

I saw three figures coming together, one of them was dressed as a Taoist, while the other was a gorgeous young woman, and the other was carrying a long sword, wearing a green shirt, in his fifties, with a long beard and a delicate face.

"What people!"

The three of them suddenly broke in, which surprised Boss Wu and the others.

You must know that they secretly gathered here this time to discuss how to deal with Tianshan Tong's grandmother.

In this case, any strange intruder may leak the news and attract the attention of Tianshan Tong's grandmother.

When the time comes, what will happen to them......

Thinking of this, Boss Wu couldn't help but shudder.

As for the rest of the cave masters on the field, everyone was in danger, and their eyes were full of fierce light, as if they were thinking about whether to kill people and kill them.

"Boss Wu, do you still recognize me?"

The faint words sounded, and the originally slightly dignified atmosphere on the field was also slowed down.

As soon as he heard this, he looked at the figure not far away, and the tightly knit brows of Boss Wu suddenly relaxed, and he arched his hand: "It turned out to be the 'Jiaowang' unjust Taoist, the 'Sword God' Zhuo Bufan, and the 'Hibiscus Fairy' Cui Luhua." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head again and looked at the rest of the people on the field.

"Everyone, these three are all invited by me to come here to deal with the old witch of Tianshan Tong's grandmother with everyone, you can rest assured, my boss Wu dares to vouch for them with his life."

As soon as these words came out, the killing intent in the eyes of the original cave masters and island owners also dissipated a lot.

In this regard, the three of the unjust Taoist, Zhuo Bufan, and Cui Luhua also arched their hands slightly, which was counted as a greeting.

And just when the atmosphere on the field tends to ease.

A faint laugh rang out suddenly.

"It's rare to have bright lights here, I didn't expect so many people to gather here, and it just so happened that my son also came to join in the fun!"

When the words fell, everyone felt a flower in front of them.

In a trance, there was an extra white figure on the field, it was Su Zimo.

"Your Excellency?"

In view of the unfathomable light skills of the person who came, everyone did not dare to act rashly for a while, and Boss Wu frowned slightly, and looked at the young man in front of him cautiously.

Seeing everyone's appearance as if they were facing a great enemy, Su Zimo also smiled and shook his head.

"Gusu, Murong Fu!"

"Hiss——!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of gasps on the field.

The shadow of the name tree of man.

Regarding the three words "Murong Fu", the people present can be said to be that everyone knows and everyone knows.

Especially after it is rumored that Murong Fu killed Duan Yanqing, Ye Erniang, and Yunzhonghe, among the four evildoers, by the Xiaojing Lake, and abolished Yue Laosan.

The name of "Nan Murong" is on the rivers and lakes, and it has an increasingly fierce trend, and it is in the limelight for a while!

Even the "North Qiao Peak", which was originally named after it, was overshadowed by this momentum.

And just when the cave owners of the thirty-six caves and the seventy-two islands were worried about Su Zimo's name, Zhuo Bufan, who was closing his eyes and concentrating, suddenly came to the field.

"Your Excellency is Nan Murong?"

"Not bad."

Feeling the hostility on the face of the person in front of him, Su Zimo frowned slightly, and couldn't help but have a trace of doubt.

It seems that he has no contact with this "Sword God" Zhuo Bufan before this.

Why did the other party look like he was bitter when he saw him?

"Choke!"

A faint sword groan sounded, but he saw Zhuo Bufan suddenly pull out his long sword, the cold light flickered, and only a few soft buzzing sounds were heard, and a sword light that was more than half a foot long took shape.

Easily, a large tree not far away was cut off.

"I don't know how about my Zhou Gong sword?"

Seeing this, there was another burst of discussion on the field.

"Sword Mang......

"It's a sword?"

Hearing these voices, a smile appeared on Zhuo Bufan's clear face.

He is the master of the "One Word Wisdom Sword Gate".

And this word Hui Jianmen was once killed by Tianshan Tong's grandmother.

Zhuo Bufan escaped by luck, never dared to go back, fled to the remote and extremely cold place in the Changbai Mountains to study swordsmanship, and inadvertently obtained a sword scripture left by the predecessors, practiced diligently for 30 years, and finally achieved swordsmanship, and was confident that he was invincible in the world.

But he never thought that above the rivers and lakes, Murong Fu's name spread widely.

Now that he finally saw Su Zimo, Zhuo Bufan naturally wanted to take the opportunity to fight.

(End of chapter)