At this time, Zhao Sheng's eyes flickered slightly, and he was a little undecided, whether to inform the other party about the cross-border teleportation array.

Patriarch Xiao Yao seemed to see his hesitation, so he said: "Xiaoyou thought slowly, the old man has waited for a thousand years, and he is not in a hurry at all. When you think clearly, tell the old man again. Decades and hundreds of years, the old man can afford to wait. "A Avatar True Monarch actually put his attitude so low, which made Zhao Sheng feel quite surprised.

Seeing this, his mind turned sharply, and he asked tentatively: "If the predecessors can wait for a few more decades." As long as the matter is dealt with in the next step, the truth will definitely be told to the seniors. I don't think I will disappoint my predecessors! ”

"Haha, with the words of Xiaoyou, how can the old man not afford to wait for decades. In that case, we are sure of it! "As a great master in the divination line, Patriarch Xiao Yao is convinced of the theory of five fortunes, five virtues and five tribulations, so unless it is a last resort, he generally does not want to offend a person like Zhao Sheng, who obviously has great luck and great karma.

"Okay, it's a deal!" Zhao Sheng nodded with great certainty. Half a month later, a pitch-black saucer boat galloped from the depths of the void, slowly squeezed into the boundary membrane, like a meteor, and quickly fell into the atmospheric layer, and directly below was a vast and huge continent.

…… In the day season, on the seventh day of the third month, the double sun hangs high, and there is no cloud. On this day, the towering Huangtian Peak was full of people, and the dense pilgrims and believers lined up from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain.

At noon, the sun is getting hotter and hotter, the temperature is soaring, accompanied by bursts of solemn chanting, a large amount of incense smoke fills the mountain temple, and the rolling heat wave continues to rise to the sky with smoked yellow smoke clouds, taking away the prayers and good fortune of countless believers.

On the occasion of the great worship day once every seven days, the Huangtian Sect members of the Qianshan Gate have been busy with their feet on the ground since early in the morning, trying their best to welcome the devout congregations who come from all directions.

In recent decades, even though the Huang Tian Sect has developed into the leading power of the human race, and the monks in the sect are like clouds of masters, it still has not been able to change many of the things it established in the early years

"Bad habits". One of the seven days of worship is the Great Worship Day. Every time the mountain gate was opened, the low-level sect members were miserable and exhausted.

Of course, the complaints and dissatisfaction of the low-level sect members could not reach the ears of the upper class at all. Since ancient times, the joys and sorrows between people have not been connected at all.

As the leader of the Yellow Heaven Sect, the sword battle has always been high, like an immortal Buddha standing in the clouds, overlooking the vast sentient beings, but he doesn't care about the joys, sorrows, sorrows and sorrows of sentient beings.

At this moment, in the Yellow Heaven Hall in the back mountain, the Yellow Heaven Sect Master, who was wearing a gorgeous robe, sat on the Dharma platform, looking at the people kneeling and bowing down with an indifferent expression.

Bursts of flattering compliments kept coming into Dao Zhan's ears, but they made him feel more and more irritable and tired.

"Humph!" The more he listened to the knife battle, the more impatient he became, and he couldn't help but snort coldly. Suddenly, the hall was silent!

Dao Zhan looked at the trembling chief priest elders below, and while he was irritable, he couldn't help but feel complacent.

He has been in power for nearly 200 years, and the whole church has been built like an iron bucket by him. Any dissident forces swept out of the game early, and all those who disobeyed and disobeyed were all killed.

However, there is only one big worry, which still makes the knife fight only feel that the bones are in the throat, like a thorn in the back, like sitting on pins and needles!

In recent days, he has once again failed to refine the Regretful Mountain Desolate Rhino. Feeling the unusually strong divine imprint in the desolate rhino's body, the sword battle felt extremely irritable, and couldn't help but want to get angry.

"Get out!" Dao Zhan held back his anger and yelled at the people below him very tiredly.

"Whoa!" The chief priests of Jindan were pardoned, and after respectfully performing the ceremony, they turned into streamers and flew out of the hall.

Hum! Seeing this scene, Dao Zhan's eyes were cold, and he couldn't help but snort coldly. In the next moment, a large dazzling flame suddenly exploded on the altar, and the flame light flashed away, and then there was no sword battle in the hall.

The Black King Cave is dark and deep, and the rich aura is faintly condensed into clouds, lingering around the central nine-story platform, and at this time, a scaly beast as big as a mountain is lying quietly on the high platform, as if it is in a deep sleep.

At this moment, a ball of fire rushed into the cave entrance, swept through the void in a flash, and fell on the high platform, and the fire soared into the sky.

Suddenly, the firelight dissipated. The sword battle stepped on the waves of fire, and the dragon walked in front of the desolate rhino of the regretful mountain, looking up at this behemoth.

After looking at it for a while, he suddenly pinched the trick with both hands, and the light between his fingers was swallowed, and he wanted to try to refine this beast again.

At this moment, the sword battle suddenly stiffened, and the light between the ten fingers dissipated. Da-da-da-da! At this moment, a clear sound of footsteps suddenly came from under the high platform, and someone was climbing the stairs.

Dao Zhan's expression stiffened, and he slowly turned around, just in time to see the dream demon buried deep in his heart step by step onto the high platform.

Zhao Sheng walked away unhurriedly, looking at this person with a smile on his face, but he never spoke.

Pressure! An unimaginable pressure surged into the heart of the knife battle. Although he has fantasized about countless reunions over the years, he has also imagined countless ways to get rid of the dream demons in his heart.

But when the man actually walked in front of him, there was only fear left in Dao Zhan's heart, and his former ambitions and struggles were completely forgotten.

Resist and die! Do it and you die! If you don't surrender, you have to die! Looking at those incomparably deep eyes, Dao Zhan suddenly showed an ugly smile, his hands were raised high above his head, his body was bent deeply, and he sang: "Subordinate sword battle, see the Lord!" But what awaited him was a long, dead silence.

The sword battle became more and more shocked, because the person's momentum suddenly exploded infinitely, and in an instant, it became incomparably majestic, like an ocean.

Zhao Sheng deliberately snubbed him for a while, until he saw that the other party's forehead was full of cold sweat, and then he said, "No courtesy!" Hearing the fairy music, he hurriedly stood up straight, his hands hanging to his sides, and bowed his head to show respectAt the same time, he was greatly relieved in his heart, knowing that he had escaped a catastrophe.

Zhao Sheng saw that this person was very knowledgeable about current affairs, so he put aside his original thoughts for the time being. He has been away from the Yellow Heavenly Sect for nearly two hundred years, and it is inevitable that the sword war will give birth to the ambition of usurping the religion and seizing the throne, which is normal for people, and it is not uncommon at all.

But what made Zhao Gao look at this person was that the sword battle was obviously ambitious, and he was also successfully promoted to Yuanying, and his strength had skyrocketed countless times compared to before.

This man saw that he had returned without the slightest resistance, which also surprised him.

"Come out!" As soon as these words came out, a cloud of black gas appeared out of thin air in front of the two of them very abruptly.

In the next second, the black qi was surging, and the Yama Demon Ancestor walked out of the depths of the black qi with a smile on his face, and came to Zhao Sheng's side in one step, bowed to him, and said to the lord.

The astonishing coercion exuded by the Yama Ancestor made the sword battle terrifying. With just one glance, he already recognized the identity of the person who came.

The Yama Demon Ancestor was a great monk of the late Yuan Infant Clan of the Corpse Lonely Clan, and he was once a powerful figure in the Nine Demon Continent, and his reputation has not fallen to this day.

Just ask how the knife fight is not recognized. However, the Lord can make the Great Monk of Enma respectful, and you can imagine how unfathomable the Lord's strength is!

At this moment, the sword battle was very glad that he had just done

Select. In the next few days, with the Lei Peng Ancestor of the Lei Peng Clan and the Trapping Ancestor of the Bush Rat Clan, they came to the Black King Cave one after another to meet the Lord.

Seeing all this with his own eyes, the sword battle was terrifying, and he couldn't help but be afraid again and again, and immediately pressed all his ambitions and unwillingness to the deepest part of his heart, not daring to have a trace of dissent.

At this time, he really realized why the development of the Yellow Heaven Sect in the past hundred years had always been smooth sailing, and why the three major alien races had repeatedly taken the initiative to retreat, it turned out that it was not because of his skill, but because it was all thanks to the Lord.

After figuring it out, Dao Zhan worked harder and harder, and he didn't dare to neglect the Lord's instructions. After returning to the Huangtian Sect, Zhao Sheng carved out a forbidden land in the back mountain, and then settled Zhao Zhenhai and other Zhao clansmen here.

They have to adapt to the previous period of time here, and only after they have learned the local language and become familiar with the human geography and customs of the Nine Demon Continent will they officially start their mission.

Three days went by in a flash. On this day, the Black King Cave was shrouded in layers of colorful enchantments, isolated from the outside world's prying eyes.

On the high platform in the cave, the barren rhino of the regrettable mountain continues to sleep. Zhao Shengpan sat on the top, and on his left and right sat the four major Yuan Babies of Enma, Lei Peng, Trapping, and Nine Ancestors Zhao Zhenhai.

After a cup of tea, Zhao Sheng stopped talking and glanced at the two trapped in the air. The Yama Ancestor had already known the inside story, and of course he was not as terrified as Hatai and Trap.

"Lord, you... Can what you're talking about really pull the blood god down from the sky? This... That should be hard to do! The little ancestor of the sharp-headed rat's eyes was spinning, and he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva and asked.

Even if he had heard it with his own ears, it was extremely difficult for the Void Ancestor to believe that there was anyone in this world who still wanted to destroy the Blood God.

The blood god is high, like the way of heaven through the ages, eternal and eternal. How could a mortal rebel against the heavens!

"yes. Think again, Lord! Lei Peng Ancestor hurriedly echoed.

"Hmph, you're going to teach me how to do things?" As soon as Zhao Sheng heard this, his face suddenly became expression, and his eyes looked at the two trapped in the sky.

"Don't dare, don't dare! The subordinates definitely didn't dare. The Trapping Ancestor was startled, only to feel that the inner demon curse in the depths of his soul seemed to be about to move, and he immediately waved his hand and shouted again and again with a panicked face.

Lei Peng's face changed slightly, but he was speechless. Seeing that the two of them were soft, Zhao Sheng's face was slightly relaxed, and he said coldly: "This seat doesn't care what you think in your heart, but what this seat orders to go on, you must not only do it well, but also must not make a mistake." If someone breaks something big, don't blame this seat for letting your soul fly away, and you will never be reborn! As soon as the words fell, the three alien primordial infants of the Enma, Lei Peng, and the Trap were all in their hearts, and they no longer dared to give birth to any slackness.

No matter how absurd the Lord's orders were, the three Enma only had the share of obeying orders. A day later, the three of them quietly left the Black King Cave with a large number of fungus nests and Gu worm bags.

Sometimes, the air currents brought by a butterfly flapping its wings are likely to set off a devastating storm thousands of miles away.

On this day, the butterfly flapped its wings slightly. I just don't know if that devastating storm will actually happen in the future, and what form it will take then.

Heaven is insignificant, and the world is impermanent! Even if it is cultivated by hand

Zhao Sheng, the "butterfly", was almost unaware of this at this time

The "storm" will be brewing for so long. Time is like water, and it is two months later.

As the edict spread throughout all the territories of the human race, tribes and families of all sizes have received the news that the founding ancestor of the Yellow Heaven Sect has returned to the mountain gate two months ago, and has passed down the decree to invite the heroes of the human race to participate in the Yellow Heaven Festival.

As the festival approached, one by one the Terran monks marched from Tiannan to Huang Tianfeng, and those who were close had already arrived, and those who were far away were no more than half a month's schedule.

Since the Yuanying Ceremony more than 20 years ago, Huang Tianfeng has not been so lively recently. Every day, the mountain gate welcomes hundreds of Terran monks.

Because the ancestor issued a decree in advance, the people of the Huang Tianjiao did not dare to be a little lazy, and did their best to greet the distinguished guests, and arranged for people to live in time.

Work efficiency is more than 100 times higher than before. After all, it was the first decree issued by the Supreme Lord, and no one dared to touch his head in this matter.

Knowing that the Heavenly Dome Scattered People had returned, Mo Bieli, the only mid-Yuan Infant monk of the Human Race of the Nine Demon Continent, was extremely excited, and immediately rushed to Huang Tianfeng non-stop.

Coincidentally, after the other three Terran primordial infants learned of this, they also set off to come together. The Yellow Heaven Sect not only has the two primordial infants of the Heavenly Dome Scattered Man and the Sword Battle, but also has the Regret Mountain Desolate Rhinoceros, a primordial infant corpse beast in the sect, which is already the first rank of the human race in the Nine Demon Continent in terms of strength.

It's no wonder that Mo Bieli and others would be so solemn. However, when Mo Bieli rushed to Huang Tianfeng, he only saw the sword battle, but did not see the main master.

In the next two days, the five primordial infants of the human race gathered at Huang Tianfeng, but the main lord still did not appear. In this regard, the knife fight apologized again and again.

Rao is like this, and there are also ancestors who do not forgive, and say that someone is too big and disdain to socialize with colleagues.

In the face of the dissatisfaction of his colleagues, the sword battle had to swallow his anger and offer immortal treasures and exotic fruits like flowing water, and he must not destroy the good situation of the unity of the human race.

Is it true that Zhao Sheng's shelf is too big? Definitely! It's just because of an unexpected visitor that he can't get out of it for the time being.

Regarding the sudden arrival of the Qingkong Ancestor, Zhao Sheng was not prepared at all. At this moment, thousands of feet high in the sky, deep in the clouds and mist, a four-pillar octagonal wooden pavilion hung in the clouds, surrounded by a layer of surging clear light, blocking the hunting wind outside.

"Heavenly Dome Daoist, please take a seat!" In the stone pavilion, Qingkong Ancestor stretched out his hand to Zhao Sheng with a smile on his face and made a gesture of invitation.

Zhao Sheng walked to the opposite side in two steps, sat cross-legged on the futon, looked at the green-haired and blue-robed Qingkong Ancestor with a calm expression, and asked bluntly: "I don't know if the Qingkong seniors are invited to come here, what is the matter?" "The Qingkong Old Ancestor is the longest of the Tree Charm Clan, and his cultivation has reached the ninth level of the Yuan Infant, and he can be called one of the top great cultivators in the Nine Demon Continent.

What is particularly special is that the Qingkong Ancestor serves Huang Zu all the year round, and it is easy not to move around in the outside world. Today, he suddenly appeared, and Zhao Sheng couldn't figure out the purpose of this top monk for a while.

Qingkong smiled and said, "Heavenly Dome Daoist, do you know that you have seen the ancestor of the sect when you came to this palace. ”

"Oh, really?" When Zhao Sheng heard this, his eyes flashed, and he instantly figured out many places.