After the carpet-like slaughter of the Wuhun Palace, which finally attracted the attention of other sects, many medium-sized sect forces quickly moved to a huge mountain range called the Holy Demon Mountain eight thousand miles east of the Wuhun Hall in order to seek self-protection.

There is a sect in the Holy Demon Mountain, called the Holy Demon Sect, the overall strength of the Holy Demon Sect is more than dozens of times stronger than the Martial Demon Palace, but the peak combat power is not as good as the Martial Demon Palace, otherwise it is not the Martial Demon Hall that sweeps thousands of miles, but the Holy Demon Sect.

Xiang Wentian came all the way and found that countless sects were empty and disappeared.

Xiang Wentian wondered in his heart, where did all these people from the sect run away, could it be that they knew that I was going to come to slaughter the sect and destroy the sect, and they were all scared away......

Xiang Wentian kept flying eastward, and suddenly a huge mountain range crossed in front of him, and the crowds of people on the mountain range, not to mention hundreds of thousands of people, densely walked towards a magnificent and magnificent sect on the top of the mountain.

Xiang Wentian was puzzled in his heart, and muttered to himself: "What kind of sect is this, how can there be so many people, it's better to put on makeup first and go down to investigate." ”

Xiang Wentian took off the papal robe, put on a set of golden armor, and wore a golden helmet to cover his face tightly, and flew downward, gradually entering the mountain range with the huge and dense flow of people.

Next to him, a young man with an ordinary appearance and a white costume suddenly appeared next to him when he saw a person whose whole body was shrouded in armor. The young man asked, "Where did this benevolent brother come from, is it also to avoid the pursuit of the Martial Spirit Palace?" ”

Xiang Wentian's face under the helmet was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Did you all gather here to avoid the pursuit of the Martial Spirit Palace?" ”

"Of course, the demons of the Martial Spirit Hall want to be the overlord within 10,000 miles, if we don't agree, they will slaughter the sect and destroy the sect, and I have to wait until I come to the Holy Demon Sect to seek refuge." The young man said angrily.

"Oh! Is the strength of the Holy Demon Sect even stronger than the Martial Spirit Palace? Xiang Wentian asked again.

"The overall strength of the Holy Demon Sect is much stronger than that of the Martial Soul Palace, but the peak strength is not as good as the Martial Soul Palace. The strongest person within a radius of 10,000 miles is the Pope of the Martial Spirit Hall Xiang Wentian, this person is ruthless and vicious, I heard that he eats human flesh when he is hungry, and drinks human blood when he is thirsty, which is extremely terrifying. The young man said this, a little frightened.

Xiang Wentian was extremely speechless and asked, "Have you ever seen the Pope of the Martial Spirit Hall eat human flesh and drink human blood?" ”

"That's natural, yesterday I fought with the Martial Spirit Hall Pope for thirty-eight rounds, and I finally lost to come here." The youth boasted.

"You fight the Pope of the Martial Spirit Hall for three hundred rounds! What is your state? ”

"Uh......! Let's not talk about this for now, let's enter the Holy Demon Sect first. ”

Xiang Wentian looked at the people around him who went up the mountain, some people said that the Wuhun Hall was the devil, and some people said that he had fought with the Wuhun Hall Pope for many rounds, and there were even more people who the Wuhun Hall Pope was not his opponent, and was seriously injured by the Wuhun Hall Pope with a trick, so he fled here......

Xiang Wentian looked at these hypocritical people and shook his head.

With the passage of time, Xiang Wentian also entered the Holy Demon Sect with the crowd, and here he saw people with different costumes, including short heads and long beards, long heads and short beards, black scarves and masks, white veils to cover their faces, and all of them were women.

At this time, Xiang Wentian saw a crane-haired childish face, fairy wind bones, dressed in white, looking at standing in the void, talking to hundreds of thousands of people in the field, his voice was not loud, but within a radius of dozens of miles, he could hear it clearly, and his voice must have been infused with divine power.

The old man in white said: "I am Nangong Haoyue, the sect leader of the Holy Demon Sect, you have come from afar to take refuge in my Holy Demon Sect, and I Nangong Haoyue welcomes you, but the Wuhun Hall has become the demon within 10,000 miles, and it is our duty to eliminate the demon and defend the way, I suggest that tomorrow we will go together to crusade against the Wuhun Palace, and jointly behead the Pope of the Wuhun Hall Xiang Wentian, we can't sit still, otherwise we will die, what do you think?" ”

"It's all up to the Nangong Sect Master's arrangement!"

"Nangong Sect Master, what do you say to do, let's do what we do, as long as we can destroy the Martial Spirit Hall and behead Xiang Wentian, we can do anything."

"Sect Master Nangong, what do you say we should do......

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The audience is hula, it's a mess!

Nangong Haoyue stretched out her hand to stop it, and the audience was suddenly silent. Nangong Haoyue continued: "You will first set up camp in the Holy Demon Mountain today, and set off tomorrow, after destroying the Martial Spirit Palace, everyone will share the wealth equally, and my Holy Demon Sect will ......not take a penny."

Xiang Wentian snorted coldly in his heart, thinking: I want to be the overlord within 10,000 miles, and I still say it is so high-sounding, the so-called one mountain does not allow two tigers, as long as you destroy your Holy Demon Sect, I think who else dares to go against my Martial Spirit Palace.

Thinking of this, Xiang Wentian changed his voice, and said to Nangong Haoyue in the air: "As far as I know, the Pope of the Martial Spirit Hall Xiang Wentian is not only the strongest person on the human list, but also the strongest place within 10,000 miles. ”

Out of the power of Nangong Haoyue, no one below dared to say this question, and after asking Wentian this question, everyone below shook their heads and sighed.

Nangong Haoyue asked, "I don't know what sect this person in the golden armor holy clothes comes from?" ”

Xiang Wentian smiled and said, "I am the head of the Ritian Sect without mercy. ”

"Ritian faction?" Nangong Haoyue muttered and asked, "How come I have never heard of the Ritian Sect within 10,000 miles?" ”

Xiang Wentian said: "My Ritian faction is a small sect, and it is normal that the sect master of Nangong has not heard of it. ”

Nangong Haoyue's eyes froze, and the momentum around her body suddenly pressed towards Xiang Wentian. In front of Xiang Wentian, he didn't accompany him with this bit of momentum, but Xiang Wentian still pretended to be unbearable and sat on the ground suddenly.

Nangong Haoyue saw that Xiang Wentian was overwhelmed by his momentum, and said with a smile: "I don't know if this ruthless little brother thinks that my Nangong Haoyue's cultivation can shock the Pope of the Martial Spirit Palace?" ”

There was a burst of laughter around......

Xiang Wentian slowly stood up and said, "It's far away!" ”

Nangong Haoyue was shocked in her heart: how could a little-known person stand up under his powerful momentum.

The people around him also looked at Xiang Wentian in disbelief.

Xiang Wentian slowly took off his helmet and said, "I am the Pope of the Martial Spirit Hall Xiang Wentian!" ”

"Hahaha......" A young man next to him laughed and said: "Xiang Wentian is eight feet tall and fat, how can you be such a thin person as Xiang Wentian, please brag about whether this brother can make a draft first." ”

After an old man in front of Xiang Wentian saw Xiang Wentian, he shouted in horror: "Xiang Wentian... Sky...... Xiang Wentian...... He's Xiang Wentian, and I saw him during the battle for the rankings. ”

Xiang Wentian flew up, and shouted sharply at the corner of his mouth: "Those who follow me will prosper and those who disobey me will die, as long as you return to the Martial Spirit Hall today, you can live, but the Holy Demon Sect must be destroyed." ”