Early the next morning, Liang Qingshan and his entourage followed behind the long procession of Shou worship of the Junshan Sect and entered Wuhang Mountain together.

Climb over a mountain, then a peak, and wind around the mountain along the way. The green mountains are wearing blue skirts, and the peaks are wearing cheongsam; the strange flowers and trees on the mountains are like the girl's costumes; the waterfalls and small pools on the peaks are like the girl's eyes overflowing with color. The clouds and fog cover are half amorous and half shy, the wind spreads the birdsong, and the earrings are full of mood. Liang Qingshan and his entourage of four people were not so much climbing the mountain as they were enjoying the beautiful scenery, only to feel that this Wuxing Mountain, compared with their Qingyang Mountain peaks, had more of a different kind of charm and a different kind of tenderness.

At the beginning of the afternoon, the team of the Junshan Sect and Liang Qingshan and his party of four officially arrived at the location of the Sect Master of the Wuyun Sect, the Biluo Peak Sect Leader Palace, and only then did they find that almost all the sects and factions who came to celebrate their birthday had arrived. The welcome envoy of the Wuyun Sect warmly received them. Hearing that Liang Qingshan reported that it was Bairimen, thousands of miles away in the southeast, he couldn't help but be stunned, it seemed that he had never heard of this immortal cultivation sect. But Wuyun Sect is Wuyun Sect, and everyone who comes is a guest, regardless of the large sect or small door, and they are all warmly received. After dinner, he went to the welcoming hall on the peak to rest.

At four o'clock in the morning of the next day, the guests from all over the world walked into the Immortal Tour Hall, the main hall of the Wuyun Sect, and sat down one after another. In addition to the Junshan Sect and the so-called Bairi Gate, there are also the Zhangyu Gate, the Yunshan Sect, the Guishan Sect, the Bingshan Gate, the Fengbo Gate, the Fufu Sect, the Storm Mountain Gate, the Gongmen, the Yaoshan Sect, the Jiangfuyuan, the Zhenling Gate, the Yiwang Sect, the Chaoge Sect, the Shishan Gate, the Qianshan Gate, the Fengshan Sect, the Bed-free Gate, the Pishan Gate, the Yaobi Garden, the Zhili Gate, the Sureliyuan, the Yiyi Gate, the Jigu Gate, etc., and almost all of the more than 30 sects within a radius of 2,000 miles came.

Li Qingtong really opened his eyes, and asked the fifth senior brother in a whisper. The fifth senior brother replied, this generation is extremely worshipping witches and worshipping immortals, almost all mountains and mountains have a Xiuzhen school, the scale is relatively smaller, generally humbly called a certain door, there are also what is called what the courtyard is called what the garden, the garden is generally only accepted female disciples, and only the slightly older ones dare to call a certain sect, but they are called Xiuzhen as Xiuxian, and they are smaller than the Qingyang faction. Li Qingtong also inquired that the sect master of the Wuyun Sect was known as Shu Xiu, alias Wuyun Xianjun, and was a fifth-order jade dragon master, and his skills were unfathomable.

At the end of the day, the celebrant of Wuyun Sect announced the official start of the birthday banquet ceremony. Wuyun Xianjun first expressed a warm thank you, the maids served a plate of watery mountain fruits, the waiters held a pot of fragrant wine, the masters of Wuyun Sect warmly welcomed the guests to drink and eat together, and the Xianyou Hall was suddenly filled with joy and enjoyment. Fairy music fluttering, singing and dancing, witch fantasy performances, competing for beauty, sheng flute blowing, so lively.

While drinking and enjoying themselves, two people suddenly broke into the banquet hall from the palace gate, one was a powerful and tall, fierce-eyed black-faced man, and the other was a white-faced general with long hair and shawl and armor like silver.

"Could it be that there is also a martial arts performance?"

"The martial arts competition is about to begin!"

Some people in the hall whispered questions, and some people secretly cheered.

"The surname of this seat is rampant, and the name is Yunmeng Shenjun!" The black-faced man with violent eyes first introduced himself.

"I am the Four Expedition General of the Heavenly Clan's Great Punishment Country!" the white-faced, long-haired, armor-clad general then introduced in a loud voice, don't look at his white face

Scholar, but his voice is as sharp as the autumn wind.

"The sect master of the Junshan Sect is here to celebrate his birthday in person?"

"The god of war of the Celestial Clan!"

"The Great Punishment Country, thousands of miles away, will also send the God of War to celebrate his birthday?"

"That's not right, the law kings of the Junshan Sect are all sitting in front of them, how can their sect master be so abrupt?"

"This criminal heavenly official worships the general of the four expeditions of the Great Punishment Country, honors the god of war, and the conquest and killing of the Lord Heavenly Clan, he will come all the way to worship his birthday?"

The hall suddenly resounded with a chaotic sound of amazement.

"I don't know if the two of you are here to celebrate their birthdays, or if they have another purpose?" Wu Yun Immortal Jun, the sect leader of the Wuyun Sect, suddenly stood up and asked loudly.

"This sect master is naturally here to take revenge! Wuyun Sect has been riding on top of our Junshan Sect for nearly a thousand years. It is said that one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, and one river cannot tolerate two dragons. The situation in which our two factions have been fighting each other for hundreds of years should come to an end today. "Junshan Sect Leader Yunmeng Shenjun burst out and replied, the sonic shock hall, the air pressure was all over the audience, and when he heard it, he was also a strong person with no less than a fifth-order flying dragon.

The white-faced, long-haired, armor-clad general Xingtian beside Yunmeng Shenjun then replied in a muffled voice: "I am the Four Expedition General Xingtian of the Heavenly Clan's Great Punishment Country. The Council of Elders of our country has sent people to your Wuyun Sect many times, explaining the fact that the Great Hua Kingdom is already in decline, and persuading you to obey the will of heaven, abandon the inferior and follow the superior, abandon the darkness and turn to the light, and jointly build the great cause of immortality, but you Wuyun Immortal Monarch is very stubborn, and he just didn't listen to him five times, and insisted on going his own way, and even killed the envoy of my Heavenly Clan. Today next year will be the day of your Wuyun Sect's sacrifice. ”

Wu Yun Xianjun suddenly said: "It turns out that the Junshan Sect has hooked up with the Heavenly Clan of the Great Punishment Country. Yunmeng Shenjun: If you betray our Dahua and collude with the foreign clans of the Western Heaven Plateau, aren't you afraid of causing the court to attack and the people of the country to be angry?"

Yunmeng Shenjun said: "The court is attacking and suppressing, and the people are angry? What strength does the Dahua Kingdom have to invade and suppress and be angry? Now that the fortunes of the Dahua Kingdom are decadent, the surrounding tribes are rising together, the Celestial Clan looks down on the fertile land from the Western Heaven Plateau, and they drink the Ma Dajiang River just waiting for an order; the Demon Clan is constantly harassing and infiltrating from the north, and their strength has penetrated into Zhongzhou; the Dragon Clan is constantly rioting in the East China Sea; and even the Miao Jiang in the south is also making a lot of trouble. What strength does Dahua have to calm down the chaos in the world?"

Wu Yun Xianjun said angrily: "Even if the court is powerless to turn things around, my Dahua's state religion and Daozhen sect will not abandon it, as long as the Ziyang faction raises its arms, the three major sects of Qingyang, Qingyun, and Qingcheng will correspond, and the cultivation sects in the world will also protect the country and save the people, and the Quartet Yi clan will not want to overthrow my Chinese people in Middle Earth!"

Yunmeng Shenjun smiled proudly: "Haha! What about the four famous factions such as Ziyang and Qingyang? You don't open your eyes to see, thirty years ago, the Heavenly Clan kidnapped the beauty Xuanzhuzi of the Ziyang Sect and imprisoned her on the other side of the galaxy. The Qingyang faction did not measure its own strength, and fought hard, but it was also beaten by the East China Sea Dragon Clan, and it is difficult to recover its vitality so far. Now that the Ziyang Sect was surrounded by the masters of the Heavenly Clan and the Demon Clan, its power was completely lost, and the turtle was huddled on several bald peaks to survive. The Qingyang Sect has also been harassed by the East China Sea Dragon Clan, will they still have the strength to command the world's sects? Stop dreaming of your Spring and Autumn Festival! Wake up!"

Wu Yun Xianjun

Said: "Zhu Xiong! I won't reason with you about this first, I just wonder, there are no less than 100 masters and warriors behind you, how did you bring them in?"

Yunmeng Shenjun said: "Then I will let you die today." Didn't you see a dozen or so treasure chariots of my Junshan Sect? What are the strange treasures and strange warriors in them? They are all my warriors and warriors of the Heavenly Clan hiding in them, and your Wuyun Sect is going to destroy the sect today!"

Suddenly, dozens of masters from the Junshan Sect came out, the head of the sect came in person, and the god of war of the Great Punishment Country suddenly appeared together, and also brought dozens of dead warriors of the Heavenly Clan. It turned out that more than a dozen gift cars were all their kung fu masters. The two parties joined forces and suddenly sacrificed a killing move, needless to say, they were all carefully planned, this was indeed to destroy the Wuyun Sect in one fell swoop, it seems that it is determined to win!

There is a mental calculation or not, Wu Yunzong only cares about celebrating his birthday, and the personnel are lax, and it seems that he is about to face a catastrophe.

"The guests of all the sects and sects you went to today, as long as you dodge and dodge, they will all be in trouble, and you will only be destroyed today! Xing Tian said coldly.

The guests who arrived were silent, facing the fire collapse of the two famous factions and the warriors of the god of war of the Celestial Clan, they got up and hid on both sides one by one, and no one wanted to get involved, all of them had the intention of watching from the wall. Only the two men in white sat in their seats, motionless.

"What sect and sect are the two of you, do you want to wade through this troubled water?" asked Yunmeng Shenjun sharply.

"Not only are we going to wade through this troubled water, but we also have to clear the muddy waters!" the two men in white stood up suddenly, and the younger of them shouted.

"Who are you?" Xing Tian asked in a loud voice.

"Qingyang Sect disciple Li Qingtong!"

"People from the Qingyang Sect!"

"It turns out that Wuyun Sect secretly invited people from the Qingyang Sect!

The various sects and sects of the spectators immediately began to discuss.

"How many people have you sent from Qingyang, dare to be so presumptuous!" Xing Tian then asked sharply.

"Isn't it enough for just the two of us?" Li Qingtong said, pointing to Liang Qingshan beside him.

Liang Qingshan couldn't help but secretly complain, thinking to himself, this little seventeen is too reckless, knowing that the two of them have combat effectiveness, and they still have to fight hard, hey! There is nothing to do! Liang Qingshan can only reply loudly:

"I am Liang Qingshan, the fifth disciple of the head of the Qingyang faction, Xuanjizi, and this is my seventeenth junior brother Li Qingtong. The Qingyang faction is here, how can you allow the Yunmeng Divine Monarch to run rampant and domineering! Let alone allow your Junshan Sect to collude with foreign clans and insult me Ziyang and Qingyang! There is no one to bully me!"

"Very good, very good, those two young talents, let's accompany Wu Yunzong to the funeral today!" said Yun Mengshenjun viciously, pulling out a pair of golden weights more than three feet long from his back.

"Muddy gold!" someone next to him immediately exclaimed.

Yunmeng Shenjun raised his golden sword with both hands, and went straight to Li Qingtong and Liang Qingshan in the hall, as if he had the intention of killing a hundred people.

"Zhu Xiong! Hugh is rude to distinguished guests!"

Wu Yun Xianjun shouted, and immediately someone from the Wu Yun Sect handed over a silver spear, Wu Yun Xianjun held it in his hand, and hurriedly greeted it.

"Tianrin Silver Spear!good!" Yunmeng Shenjun sneered, "Just let the golden sword in my hand meet the Tianrin Silver Spear in your hand!"

I saw a silver light, like lightning flashing, so bright that everyone instantly closed their eyes, and the heavenly silver spear had already met the golden sword.

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