"Next, what I want to pay attention to is their town faction and their hole cards."

"No!" A terrible scream.

"The Zhenzong weapon, now for me, does not have much deterrent power, only at the level of the Founding Ancestor, can I use it."

At this moment, Zhan Wuji seemed to feel something, and immediately stopped the sedan chair and opened his eyes.

After a while, on the horizon in the distance, a black dot appeared, the speed was extremely fast, and it was a huge corpse Peng, on which stood two white-robed and golden-ringed Taoists, both of whom were handsome and had a sense of arrogance in their expressions.

These two people look like middle-aged people, but the momentum on their bodies is full of consummation.

They stood on top of the Dapeng, looked at the blood-colored sedan chair, and said lightly: "Who are you?" ”

"Heavy Underworld Sect Battles Wuji." Zhan Wuji spoke in the sedan chair.

The two disciples of the Innate Sect bowed their heads slightly, and then asked, "I wonder why the Battle Saint Son trespassed on my Innate Sect's territory?" ”

Hearing this, Zhan Wuji's face remained unchanged, and he said lightly, "I came down to ask the head of your sect for advice." ”

As he spoke, he took out a black and red challenge letter from his bosom, let go of his hand, and the letter suddenly turned into a black light, flew out from the gap in the bead curtain, and landed on the hand of a disciple of the Innate Sect.

Zhan Wuji added, "As for the specific time and location, it's up to the head himself." ”

The two disciples of the Innate Sect took the challenge letter and immediately frowned, "Let's go and inform the master." ”

"War Holy Son, I hope to stay here and don't move around at will."

The words fell, and they didn't wait for Zhan Wuji to respond, the two of them were already urging the corpse Peng to go away quickly.

The corpse Peng's body was huge, and between the flapping of his wings, he brought up a violent energy and rushed towards the blood chariot.

A cold aura, under the urging of this large array, emitted bursts of ghost crying wolf howls, instantly dispelling the violent wind.

Inside the carriage, Zhan Wuji closed his eyes again and waited quietly.

Naturalism.

Headquarters.

In a spacious hall, complex runes suddenly appeared, and white light rose to the sky, and immediately dissipated, revealing a man in a white robe and a golden crown on his head.

Holding a note written in bright red ink, he walked towards the palace below.

It didn't take long for him to come to the "sacrificial hall" where the sect leader lived.

Entering it, the shopkeeper led him through buildings and courtyards, and finally, he came to a turquoise pool.

It was a huge painted ship, with curtains full of pearls, and there were quite a few people in it, and it looked very lively.

He didn't take another look, but knelt down directly, handed the battle post in his hand to Yun Che, and said solemnly: "Master Qiqi, he is Zhan Wuji, the Holy Son of the Heavy Hades Sect." ”

"He has come out of the Winter Altar and stepped into our territory."

"Zhan Wujiyan, you are here to find our sect, he is here to find our sect, he is here to find our sect."

"Here's a letter of challenge."

"When and where, it's up to you."

After saying that, he knelt on the ground with a respectful expression.

The Holy Religion is highly hierarchical, and there is a huge disparity in status.

A branch altar guardian like him only has the cultivation of the Transformation God Realm, and his family background is not prominent, the ship in front of him, even if he can step on it with one foot, he is not qualified to enter.

The battle is not trivial, and it is also a hundred thousand urgent, and it is a great honor to let him kneel by this waterhole.

A black flame appeared out of thin air, dissolving the challenge letter without a trace.

"Stand down." A cold voice came from inside the cabin.

"Yes!" The Guardian didn't dare to say anything more, and hurriedly agreed.

Ji Lu was in the main position, and below him were several Hedao-level Supreme Elders, all of whom sat there with ugly faces.

After a short silence, a handsome Elder Taishang said in a deep voice, "Presumptuous! Zhan Wuji, a junior junior, is really no one in his eyes! Since the Chongming Sect doesn't understand the rules and etiquette, we will teach them a lesson for the Chongming Sect! ”

Before he finished his words, the other one who looked like a Supreme Dharma Protector said coldly: "Although the Chongming Sect is my Holy Dao Sect, it is a greedy, selfish, and sect without the slightest moral bottom line, and it has never appeared in front of the world. ”

"Today, let them know what a lesson is!"

The woman sitting on the top, her eyes scanned the surroundings, although her face was cold, but her eyes were still full of endless charm, and she said softly: "The blood of the head of the family is extremely noble, and this battle is extremely low. ”

"Master, you can't accept such a challenge."

"If not, wouldn't it be self-surrendering?"

Everyone else nodded, and a great elder with white hair fluttering and looking a little flowing, but with an evil aura on his body, spoke: "This Zhan Wuji has such a cold aura, I have never heard of it. ”

"Even if we do it, it's an insult to us."

"However, he is also a great power, if he sends a disciple of the same status as him, he may not be able to win his ......"

"The situation is urgent, and we have to do it."

"I was picked up by this kid for a big bargain."

Several other powers also chimed in, admonishing: "What villains are best at is intrigues. ”

"Just in case, bring your talisman and don't let him have the slightest power to resist."

Bang!

After a while.

Temple.

The black flames, like a raging sea, surging and terrifying.

The flames rose, but instead of giving people a burning feeling, they gave people a cold and oppressive feeling.

With the burning of the sacrificial flame, a three-legged treasure statue stands quietly in the center of the sacrificial flame.

This large tripod is ornate in shape, cast in bronze throughout, carved with many figures, and embellished with various precious jewels, wrapped in black flames, which are allowed to burn and not move.

A flash of blue light flashed, and a figure with a white-robed golden ring emerged.

He has a handsome face and a rebellious demeanor, and he is a big guard, Ren Jiao!

As soon as he stepped out, he made a move at the black flame, and the three-legged round tripod did not hesitate, turning into a ball of light and falling into his hand.

Ren Jiao didn't stop for more, turned into a supernatural power, and left quickly.

Bang!

Under Springfield.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the clouds and mist are shrouded.

The blood sedan chair floated in the air with the power of the forest, swaying with the wind, making a crisp sound, which made people listen like a spring breeze.

Zhan Wuji sat on his knees and waited silently.

Time passes little by little.

At this moment, Zhan Wuji opened his eyes and looked in a certain direction.

Fifteen Dao realm powerhouses are all waiting here.

What a big deal!

While thinking about it, the sound of breaking the air sounded from the front of the blood-colored sedan chair.