With the arrival of Erlang Immortal Master Meng Jian and his [Bone Mountain] and [Guangming Mountain] Eight Immortals and Eight Monsters, the 'Giant Spirit Banquet' was suddenly pushed to the climax.

Erlang Immortal Master has already leveled the peak qi cultivation at a young age, and after a while, in another hundred and ten years, he will definitely be invincible in the qi training period. And after this invincibility, he is afraid that he will be able to live for nearly a hundred years. If you survive the storm, you can even live for another 200 years.

In the northwest corner of southern Xinjiang, if the Great Meng Immortal Master leads the present, then this Little Meng Immortal Master and Erlang Immortal Master will inherit the connections of Meng Nan's legacy in the future, and they must be first-class figures for more than a hundred years and hundreds of years.

As for whether there was really a great calamity at that time, many Qi Cultivators didn't believe it.

As soon as these characters came, all the immortals were crowded, and they were so lively.

When the cup was being changed, someone came again.

"Poor Dao Runzhu, come uninvited, and please don't blame Immortal Master Meng and all fellow Daoists."

Runzhu Sanren saw the bustle in Qingle Mountain, and finally came late.

Press the auspicious clouds and come on foot.

"Runzhu Sanren?"

"The people of the 'Relief Society'!"

Lu Duhu's expression tightened, and he explained to Xiao Zihui on the side: "Some time ago, the Star Picking Sect and the Zhenyue Divine Palace attacked the depths of Southern Xinjiang together, but as soon as they made a move, on the side of the Star Picking Sect, there was a White Lotus Daoist who called himself the 'Compassion Society' to kill the two immortal masters of the Star Picking Sect, and then drifted away. On the side of the Zhenyue Divine Palace, the 'Salvation Society' Runzhu scattered people to make a move, and the thunder exploded, killing seven immortal masters alive, which made the chief of the Zhenyue Divine Palace angry. ”

Because of this incident, many casual cultivators on the front lines of the two sects left and went to Middle-earth to find the truth.

As soon as the offensive momentum started, it was frustrated and could not move lightly for a while.

And one of the culprits is this Runzhu Sanren.

"Angering Zhenyue Divine Palace, you dare to appear in Southern Xinjiang?"

After Xiao Zihui listened, he looked at the wine-red face Runzhu Sanren, and couldn't help but secretly say arrogant in his heart.

This is the daring of the artist.

"Immortal Master Meng summoned a group of immortal masters to hold a banquet at this juncture, I am afraid that there is also this consideration."

"This Runzhu Sanren is here at this time—"

Lu Duhu's heart was full of worry.

If Meng Nan and Runzhu Sanren were mixed together, it would be equivalent to standing on the opposite side of the Zhenyue Divine Palace and even the Star Picking Sect. Don't look at the singing and dancing in Qingle Mountain at this time, the momentum is huge, but compared with any of the six sects in Middle-earth, it is still fluorescent and Haoyue-

The gap is too big!

Lu Duhu understood this truth, and the other immortal masters present also understood it.

Meng Nan naturally will not be unclear.

He sat on the Yunyi Peak, looked at the Runzhu Sanren from afar, and said: "For private gatherings in the mountains, there will be no scattered people." ”

"Haha!"

"My Dao is famous and Meng Immortal Master is not a mortal, I didn't expect it to be vulgar, and I was afraid of the six sects like a tiger."

Runzhu Sanren laughed when he heard this.

He didn't come here to beg for a drink, let alone make friends with Meng Nan, but because this place was lively and there were many immortal masters, it was an excellent occasion and opportunity to spread the 'Relief Society'.

Therefore, how could he sell Meng Nan's face at this time.

Not only did they not leave, but they continued to move forward, wanting to sit down and preach.

"That being the case—"

Seeing this, Meng Nan saw Runzhu Sanren's thoughts, he looked at Meng Jian, who was holding the evil sword in his hand, and chuckled: "Erlang, send off." ”

"Fellow Daoist, please!"

Meng Jian rushed up, and the armor on his body appeared, like a god of war.

"Guan Jiangkou Erlang Immortal Master."

"Okay!"

"Poor Dao will come to meet you, a junior."

Runzhu Sanren didn't see annoyance, and with a wave of his big sleeves, he fought with Meng Jian.

Meng Jian held the sword, the eyes of heaven opened, and his combat power soared, and Lei Fa was outstanding.

And that Runzhu Sanren is also a thunder law.

Thunder exploded.

Fierce and mighty.

If a thunderbolt falls, it will destroy the mountain.

"Town!"

Seeing this, Meng Nan pointed out, and as soon as he pointed out, the sword aura was strong and the aura was mighty, and he suppressed the mountains and prevented them from being affected.

Let's look at this battle again -

In terms of Lei Fa alone, Runzhu Sanren is better than Meng Jian.

But Meng Jian's victory is in talent, and he is better than a heavenly eye. As soon as the eyes of the sky are swept away, there is the vastness of divine power and the subjugation of the world. Among them, there are even thunderbolts, as if punished by heaven.

"It's kind of interesting!"

Runzhu Sanren actually felt a hint of threat from it, which made him feel a chill in his heart for a while.

Runzhu is a big name, not a weak chief. But this is all relying on the 'Green Fire Thunder', this thing is not out, his real combat power is actually just the peak of ordinary great sects, not much stronger than Ge Yunxian and Pan Xuehong.

Fighting head-on, he even had to be overwhelmed by Meng Jian.

"Meng Erlang, it really deserves its name!"

Runzhu Sanren couldn't attack for a long time, and gradually became impatient, opened his five fingers, and each of his five fingers had a green fire thunder, and he was about to throw it with his shaking hand.

"Enough!"

But at this moment, he heard Meng Nan on Yunyi Peak shouting.

Followed by.

Whew!

The surrounding wind was blowing, and a gust of wind rose, rolling these five green fire thunders into the air, roaring and exploding, and vanishing.

"Meng Nan!"

When Runzhu was on guard, another gust of wind came, which was bitter and cold, making his heart a hundred times colder.

Don't dare to stay for a while-

"Meng Nan!"

"Meng Jian!"

"See you tomorrow!"

Let go of a word, turn around and leave, and disappear.

……

"The villain is gone."

"Ignore it."

"Then the music, the dance!"

Meng Nan was not affected by this episode and continued to drink and have fun.

Meng Jian also returned.

"Erlang Immortal Master has good skills!"

"Haha! Kill and retreat Runzhu Sanren, Erlang will not lose the chief! ”

The immortals congratulated and touted.

The banquet continued.

Singing and dancing, pushing the cup and changing the lamp.

Xiao Zihui was originally a little drunk, but through the experience of Runzhu Sanren, when he saw the 'Erlang Immortal Master' Meng Jian making a murderous move, the alcohol had already dispersed.

Later, Immortal Master Meng seemed to throw out a small banner, which swept the yin wind, and actually scared Runzhu away and didn't dare to turn back.

"What kind of artifact is that?"

"Is it a magic weapon?"

Xiao Zihui was shocked and asked.

It's a pity that this time Lu Duhu didn't know: "Immortal Master Meng has a sword box with dozens of high-grade flying swords hidden inside. As for the other artifacts—"

Lu Duhu shook his head.

This immortal master walked the mountains, but he didn't rely on magic weapons, and no one cared about what magic weapons he used.

But on this day, first the 'Giant Spirit God', and then this strange flag-

"Immortal Master Meng is only afraid that he is invincible, and he is not afraid of the six sect chiefs."

Just as he was thinking about the chief of the six sects, not long after the Runzhu people left, the auspicious clouds appeared in the distance, but he saw four Qi Cultivators coming in the clouds, the first one, the fairy wind Dao bone, was the first chief of the Star Picking Sect-

Yin Bozhi.

"Again!"

"The world is chaotic, and it's not satisfactory to want to eat a meal in peace!"

Lu Duhu felt the current situation and couldn't help but sigh.

On the Yunyi Peak.

Meng Nan looked into the distance and saw that it was Yin Bozhi leading Ge Yunxian, Pan Xuehong, Yao Gu, and a group of four people to arrive, so he knew Yin Bozhi's attitude.

"It turned out that the Immortal Master of the Star Picking Sect was coming, and Meng Mou was disappointed, and he looked at Haihan."

Meng Nan got up.

His eldest disciple, Tang Zongwang, went out of the mountain on behalf of the teacher and greeted the four of them.

Not for a moment.

I came to Yunyi Peak.

……