There were no less than 1,000 disciples of the Five Righteous Sects and monks from all walks of life who regarded themselves as righteous people, and they gathered in the killing field.

More than a dozen people surrounded the immortal in the clouds, asking left and right.

Fenglan stood in the distance, absent-minded.

He was afraid of the night.

That kind of helpless but inexplicable inexplicable blurred illusion is an indescribable painful torture.

If it is true as Yun Lie said, there is a mysterious energy here that can strip people from the world, enter the unknown world, and experience real pain.

So, what kind of energy is this energy?

Feng Lan was sure that the three shadows he could summon could not be seen by others.

Since the little hands occupied the shadow, the shadow has become more and more stable.

In one corner, several people quarreled loudly.

Feng Lan glanced at him in disgust.

"Alliance, if this is the case, something will happen at night."

"Whoever makes trouble, I will kill him."

Feng Lan burst into inexplicable anger.

Several people who were arguing stopped at the same time and looked over.

Yun Zhongxian said loudly, "That's right. A snake can't fly without a head, and a goose can't fly without a head. There is a need for an abbot with a big picture here."

Someone said: "The Heavenly Sword Sect guards the Northern Regions, and the abbot of the Heavenly Sword Sect is logical."

"Heavenly Sword Bloodline, with such a big face?" The Ten Thousand Kings said loudly, "Ghosts and lichs and demons breed in the Northern Regions, and according to the Nine Saints Covenant, the Heavenly Sword Sect is no longer able to defend one side, and it should be removed from the Five Righteous Sects."

One person said in a deep voice: "On the fairness of doing things, on the contribution of this trip to the north, and on uniting the righteous people from all sides, of course, it is none other than the leader of my family's alliance."

Gu Feng said, "In terms of origin, the leader of my family alliance is the personal disciple of the head of the Palm Heaven Sect, and the descendant disciple of the head of the Nine Saints, the Palm Heaven Immortal Monarch. In terms of cultivation and strength, he is also the absolute leader among the people present. In terms of the contribution of the corner of the forbidden land, it is even more equal to the predecessors of the Cloud Immortals."

The Yuan Shi Sect and the Heavenly Sword Sect have a new group of people, the largest in number, and the greatest threat to the forces of all parties.

These two factions have been in the limelight for nearly 5,000 years, but their reputation has really declined to the freezing point.

Their arrogant resources are almost forcing other forces to move closer to the palm of the sky.

At a certain critical moment, what can compete with the two veins of Yuan Shi and Tianjian is the two veins of Zhangtian and Tianlong.

Ling Xiao's vein is a little unpredictable, but since he came to the Snow Domain, he has been communicating with the two veins of Zhangtian and Tianlong, and has no contact with the Yuan Shi Sect, and only has a ceremonial "interaction" with the Heavenly Sword Sect.

In fact, who doesn't know, Ling Xiaozong has great complaints about the Yuan Shi Sect.

The Seven Xuanmeng rushed out of Central Continent, expanded unscrupulously to the east, and competed with the Lingxiao Sect.

Taking 10,000 steps back, it seems to prove that the Yuan Shi Sect is incapable of restraining the Xiuzhen forces in its sphere of influence, that is, it is incapable of continuing to fulfill the Nine Saints Covenant.

The head of the Ling Xiao Sect said, "The abbot of the Zhangtian First Line, I have no objection to the Ling Xiao Sect. It's just that the palm of the sky has to choose a good candidate and give everyone a quasi-trust."

He was both supportive and uncomfortable within the Heavenly Sect.

This kind of fighting discourse has always been common in Wuzheng.

The Dingtian Peak disciple of the Heavenly Sect Xie Jiuzhen said, "The four relatives of the head master uncle are here, and they only need to discuss it."

Look, the Palm Heaven Sect also has to move some crooked thoughts, and there must always be a person who is the most uncomfortable, so that everyone can be comfortable.

Lu Xiangling chuckled.

Zeng Yuantu smiled evilly, looked back and forth at Ye Chengfeng and Fenglan Senior Brothers, and suddenly said, "I think the little girl Ximen is more suitable."

Qi Hongxue, who had been straining her face, also laughed.

Ximen Xiaoyu narrowed his eyes slightly, glared at Zeng Yuantu viciously, and only had to go up and take a few bites to relieve his anger.

"The Seven-Star Immortal Sword is the sword that the Immortal Monarch Patriarch carried when he was young and when he founded the sect.

At this moment, the seventh junior brother held the seven-star immortal sword, and restored the power of the seven-star immortal sword to the era of the immortal monarch ancestor.

This alliance leader, by me

Senior Brother Lan is here, and I don't have any opinion."

Ye Chengfeng said calmly and clearly.

Ye Chengfeng's choice was what everyone expected.

Everyone knows that Ye Chengfeng's pressure will not come from the wind of the same sect, but from Li Feiyun, the king of ten thousand people, Xiong Potian and others who have risen.

For more than 8,000 years, the descendants who were once the disciples of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Palm Heaven have been as big as the difference between clouds and mud.

There is no doubt that once Li Feiyun and others rise, they will definitely oppose Ye Chengfeng and Chang Jueyuan everywhere, and they will be hindered everywhere.

Fenglan, who happens to be an outsider, is a temporary equilibrium.

Feng Lan puffed up his chest slightly.

The two worlds have been turbulent, and they have reached the pinnacle of life.

Feng Lan tried hard to suppress the fluctuating mood, and his confident gaze swept over everyone.

"Thanks to the love of friends from all walks of life, Feng took on this drudgery."

When Feng Lan spoke, his confidence increased a little.

"For the sake of the vital interests of all parties and individuals, it is necessary to break down the groups that claim to be sectarians and sectarians.

Even if they come from different sects and form different small teams, they can still unite and work together to twist the forces of all parties into a rope and achieve an invincible miraculous effect."

Fenglan divided 1,161 people into ten teams.

The first team was personally led by Feng Lan, gathering the most elite candidates from all sides, a total of 161 people.

Everyone can see that Fenglan puts the leaders of all forces by his side, and the purpose is to completely disintegrate the independent affairs of all forces.

This is a very clever arrangement, but such an arrangement must be based on the personal strength of the alliance leader.

Otherwise, we will inevitably suffer the fatal consequences of the great change.

However, what everyone didn't expect was that the leaders of the other nine teams were Li Feiyun, Wanwang, Ji Daren, Bao Ping'an, Xiong Potian, Yi Xiaoyao, Cong Buqi, Xing Xiaodian, and Zhuo's brothers and sisters.

Not to mention that there are no other four disciples, and even the same sect of other lineages of their own sect has not been activated.

Li Feiyun, the King of Ten Thousand People, and the three of Xiong Potian have all performed the Twenty-Eight Styles of Palm Heaven, and they can barely say the past.

Others, nothing can be said to count.

Cong Bu Wai, Yi Xiaoyao, and Xing Xiaodian were covered with beads of sweat on their faces.

Bao Ping'an maintained his ancestral smile and looked leisurely.

Feng Lan said loudly, "If you have no opinions or suggestions, you must follow the orders of the leader of this alliance. If anyone disobeys him, he will be killed."

Everyone was silent, and they all secretly wondered what kind of bear heart and leopard guts Fenglan had eaten, and dared to act like this.

This arrangement is completely top-heavy.

The number of people in the Palm Heaven Sect is already small, and it is still so scattered.

If there is a big change, the consequences will be unimaginable.

When everyone decided that Fenglan would fail, they all chose to acquiesce to this fact.

Feng Lan said, "Senior Yun, it's time for you to make a move."

Yun Zhongxian glanced at everyone, shook his head slightly, and then laughed.

"We've broken a corner of the forbidden ground.

From this entrance, you can at least reach the location of the ancient city wall.

There, there should be some dusty treasures.

According to the old man's calculations, there is a relatively safe road, but there are still countless unknown dangers on the road.

Whether or not the danger can be lifted depends on the efforts of the alliance leader and fellow Daoists."

Yun Zhongxian handed over the map he had drawn to Fenglan.

Fenglan quickly scanned it several times, and a pattern was formed in his mind.

The killing field is on the edge of a drainage ditch outside the city, and there is only one one-way road from inside the city to outside the city.

According to the path measured by the immortal in the clouds, it happens to be retrograde.

Feng Lan didn't understand that the executioner who killed the murderer would be where the daily life would be, and the other way into the city would be there.

Feng Lan pondered for a moment and said, "The members of each team get to know each other well, and try to recharge their energy as much as possible. After dark, let's go."

"Why night?"

"It is convenient for the leader of this alliance to kill the wicked who disobey the yang and the yin."

Feng Lan angrily scolded the disciples of the Yuan Shimen.

Fenglan summoned Li Feiyun and the others individually, stayed away from the crowd, and made some arrangements carefully.

Half a day passed in a flash.

When the sky darkened, the ten teams stood in a clear position, but they seemed to be disorganized and had no cohesion.

Feng Lan said: "Seniors, juniors personally lead the team to play the vanguard, bother the seniors to sit in the rear, and correct the direction of progress in time."

Yun Zhongxian smiled lightly, "No problem. You're a surprise, though."

Fenglan ordered to set off and took the lead in the killing field.

Ten teams had just set off, some of them were careless, and some of them were moving in other directions, which was extremely messy.

Murderous sneak attackers, seize the moment and attack suddenly.

Unexpectedly, they seemed to have broken into an ambush circle that had been arranged long ago.

It turned out that the other nine squads, which seemed to be messy, had already been arranged into a double ambush circle inside and outside.

On the contrary, Fenglan's team has no arrangement, but after the sneak attacker appears, this team will become the strongest force to ambush the sneak attacker.

An ambush circle formed by more than 1,000 people tore apart, divided, and killed more than 400 people.

None of the sneak attackers survived.

Fenglan ordered everyone to check the corpses, a total of four hundred and seventeen people, all of whom were ghosts and witches, but they could not trace their identities and the location of the mountain gate.

At this moment, everyone's eyes are very different.

In particular, the arrangement of troops that seems to be stormy is very clever.

If we want to oppose it again, we will naturally go to the opposite side of more people.

"Let's go."

Feng Lan ordered, when everyone's magic weapon was in the air, the ten teams were still distinct, and they took the seven-star fairy sword and took the lead.

Under the dark night, it was as if a door to hell had opened, and all kinds of strange ghosts and monsters poured out.

They just happened to be along a winding path out of town, rushing out in a steady stream.

Time is the supreme magic weapon to restrain ghosts and monsters.

It's just that when it was pushed flat to half the distance of the path, an ice dragon seemed to tear through the void and block its way.

The ice dragon, the whole body is a light grass green, a pair of terrifying giant wings vibrated slightly, the sharp four claws were thick and short, and pieces of hexagonal ice chips were inlaid into dragon armor.

The ice dragon opened its mouth and spewed out a thick frost.

Feng Lan had already gathered the momentum of the "Candle Sky Tidal Style" supernatural power, and the wind swept the snow waves furiously, rushing towards the ice dragon like a huge wave.

In the next second, Fenglan hid behind the snow waves, rushed to the top of the ice dragon's head with the order axe, and with an axe, more than a thousand thunderbolts appeared on the blade of the axe, and more than a thousand thunderbolts and lightning were also shuttled through the meridians in the body.

In the depths of Fenglan's mind, the Dongfang Yubai, which was cracked by the earth-shattering thunder, flashed out a cyan electric light, gradually forming a sea of cyan thunder.

Qi Hongxue said in a deep voice, "The power of order really restrains the evil alien race spawned by Tai Ming's soul power."

Feng Lan tried to perceive the thunder power in Dongfang Yubai, but there was no gain, so he put away the slightly shrunken ice dragon corpse.

After waiting for a while, he still didn't see Dongfang Yubai disappear, and he couldn't stop attacking.

team, continue to attack.

Unexpectedly, the ghosts and monsters were gone, and they were replaced by tall warriors in black armor, each holding a black broadsword in both hands, forming a phalanx and waiting for the battle.

Knowing was shocked, "Wind Rider?"

Xie Jiuzhen also lost his voice and said, "Wind Rider, isn't it the knight army that the human race once relied on the most? How did you end up here?"

Yun Lie slowly raised the flaming greatsword, let out a dull steel voice, and said, "Those who betray the judgment will be killed."

Yuan Yao was so excited that she was about to cry, and said, "Lie, don't hurt them. It's only when they're cursed that they've become marionette-like cursed guards."

The crowd was amazed again.

The wind will be

These two people are placed by their side, and this hand arrangement is too beautiful.

When Yuan Yao looked at Fenglan, he only saw a cold face and a cold expression.

Wang Feng said in a young voice, "Old Seven, do you want to be reckless?"

"The path calculated by the Cloud Immortal Ancestor is completely correct. If the path is blocked by a group of ancient cursers, what will be the face of the leader of this alliance?" Feng Lan said in a deep voice, "Those who stand in my way, die!"

Suddenly, Fenglan's waist shook slightly, making a pleasant copper bell.

Feng Lan remained calm, first observed everyone's demeanor, and made sure that everyone didn't hear it, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart: Strange, how could that strange octagonal magic weapon be sensed.

Fenglan seemed to understand something, and Edgeworth landed on the ground, walking towards the black-armored guard step by step.