The firebird looks like a finch but not a finch, with red and long hair on its head, and its whole body seems to be burning with flames, giving people a full sense of oppression.

A blue-robed man wearing a crown of white jade feathers was standing above his head with a smile and a groan, as if he was an immortal from the Nine Heavens.

As the firebird approached, a blazing wave of air gushed in, and the snow between heaven and earth instantly dissolved.

"Who is this person?"

"The aura of this demon beast is too strong, I feel like my whole body is about to burn."

"The people in Gilded City still look polite, but looking at them makes me feel uncomfortable."

Yan Tiansheng stood in the crowd, and the sound of everyone in the Evergreen Sect discussing was heard in his ears.

Wen Quan also whispered from the side: "This is the Zhu Jin Spirit Sculpture of the Gilded City, and the person who came is probably Elder Xu Jingwu Xu, one of the five elders." ”

Without waiting for Yan Tiansheng to ask again, he heard Wang Fu speak lightly.

"Elder Xu, don't come unharmed."

Wang Fu's expression remained unchanged, and the floating mountain loomed in the air, exuding a faint mysterious aura, blocking the heat wave on Zhu Jinling's body.

As Zhu Jin's spirit sculpture approached, Yan Tiansheng saw clearly that there were four behemoths behind him.

The closest thing to Zhu Jinling's carving is a black crane with a long neck and a white crown, and the feathers on its body are flashing with a faint thunder arc.

Not far from its side was a vermilion sword, and its sharp aura pierced people's eyes, as if it was about to tear the sky apart.

Behind it is a silvery, white and black-spotted leopard with wings flapping in the sky.

and a dead wood that resembles a coiled dragon and a crouching tiger.

The figures on it were longing, and there was a figure with a vast aura standing or sitting in front of them, obviously all of them were disciples of the Gilded City.

"Your gilded city is not small every time, and those who don't know still think you are bandits."

"Sons, get down and catch your breath."

The warship of Qili Mountain stopped in the air, and the gray-clothed old man chuckled, spit out a large mouthful of smoke, and waved his hand to let the mountain disciples get off the boat to rest.

A large crowd of people dressed in fancy clothes swarmed out.

Most of them behaved boldly, ignoring the details, and when they looked in the direction of the Evergreen Sect and the Gilded City, they were all a little wild and ruthless.

This is completely different from the restraint of ordinary monks.

They are like a pack of wolves out of their cages, looking for delicious prey to feast on.

"What a bandit."

Wen Quan's voice sounded softly.

Chen Ruihuan frowned with some disgust: "These people have no bottom line in doing things, they are no different from demon beasts, we actually want to go in with them." ”

"Hey, some people are not as good as monsters."

Wen Quan opened his mouth coldly.

"What do you mean? Contradict me, huh? ”

Chen Ruihuan raised her eyebrows, her clear eyes slowly looked at Wenquan, and Yingxiu's face instantly had a hint of danger.

"Although bandits are hateful, they are at least real villains who are bad on the surface, some people are bad in their bones, and they secretly stab knives in the back, which is really disgusting."

Wenquan didn't seem to see Chen Ruihuan's expression, and said to himself.

"You have a point."

Chen Ruihuan was slightly silent, rarely agreeing with his words, and did not have a stubborn opinion.

Ren Hu didn't speak, just stood aside with his arms crossed, with a seemingly absent smile on his face, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yan Tiansheng was watching from the sidelines.

The relationship between these two seems to have changed a lot in the past few months, huh?

"Master Zhu, your mouth is still unforgiving."

Xu Jingwu spoke slowly, looking gentle, and he didn't care about the words of the old man in gray.

He reached out and patted Zhu Jin's spirit carving's head, signaling it to fall to the ground, and the other four behemoths behind him followed suit, so that the disciples of the gilded city could also come down.

Not long after, the three directions centered on the entrance of the Necromantic Abyss were full of figures, and there were disciples who were rushing in the distance.

"It's better to hit the day than to start now, right?"

Zhu Chengwen of Qili Mountain grinned, reached out and took off the pipe in his mouth, and knocked it casually on the sole of his foot, making a crisp sound.

"Do you want to wait a few more days? There are still some disciples from the Na Ling Realm who didn't come. ”

Xu Jingwu looked around and offered different opinions.

Wang Fu didn't speak, his hands hung down on his sides, and he looked like he didn't care about himself.

"Why wait for them? And no one gave me money! ”

Zhu Chengwen showed a look of disdain on his face: "When Lao Tzu was crawling and rolling, why didn't anyone meet the benefits and wait for me?" ”

"If you can't catch it now, it means that you don't have this opportunity, if your life is hard, you will wait for the next opening time, if your life is not hard, you will wait for the next life."

"This ......"

Xu Jingwu couldn't cry or laugh.

Zhu Chengwen waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, don't talk nonsense, that's it." ”

He looked sideways at Wang Fu: "Old man Wang, what do you think?" ”

"Yes."

Wang Fu's words were concise and to the point, and his emotions did not fluctuate.

"Refreshing."

Zhu Chengwen smiled with satisfaction.

Xu Jingwu sighed and didn't insist anymore: "Okay, that's it." ”

"Disciples, get out of the way!"

The three of them glanced at each other, and a soft drink came out of their mouths.

Hearing this, the disciples of the three sects retreated one after another, for fear of being accidentally injured by a powerhouse of this level.

After a few breaths, the three of them slammed to their feet.

Wang Fu's face sank, and the floating mountain behind him appeared, and a mysterious aura converged, turning into a huge palm, and suppressed towards the turbulent entrance.

"Is this the powerhouse of the Spirit Gathering Realm?"

The terrifying aura pushed Yan Tiansheng back unconsciously, and a sense of insignificance arose.

On the opposite side, Zhu Chengwen picked up the pipe unhurriedly, inhaled and exhaled it lightly in his mouth, and the smoke instantly appeared in the air.

"Go!"

As he drank lightly, the smoke turned into a gray spear, which erupted with astonishing power, stabbing straight towards the entrance.

"Sparrows."

Xu Jingwu smiled gently, his sleeve robe rose with the wind, and the Zhu Jin Lingdiao behind him fluttered his wings, and suddenly let out a crisp cry.

It burned with flames all over its body, the feathers on its head stood tall, and when it spat out its mouth, it was a sea of red fire.

Three terrifying auras poured down, each impacting the corresponding turbulent entrance.

Boom Boom!!

With a terrifying roar, the space at the entrance began to distort, and some strange and messy fragments appeared.

The shards were irregular, barely discerning, and crushed by the power of the force, drifting with the storm as it swept through.

For about a quarter of an hour, the storm turbulence was accompanied by bursts of thunder and began to take on a seven-colored flow pattern.

You can vaguely see that there is a world inside, and it is as blurry as the phantom moon in the water.

"The Necromantic Abyss has been opened, and the disciples are quickly entering!"

Xu Jingwu snorted lightly at the right time.

The disciples of the Gilded City were the first to react, and after a little hesitation, they gritted their teeth and leaped towards the entrance of the space, disappearing into the turbulence.

"You can't let them all take the good things, brothers follow me!"

I don't know who suddenly burst out on the side of Qili Mountain, and then there was a loud shout, and many disciples also rushed in with the people from the gilded city.

Zhu Chengwen looked at this scene and scolded with a smile: "Don't worry, wolf cubs, there is a year in it, and you can play with them." ”

"Don't worry!"

"Lao Tzu must let them cry inside and call their father and mother."

"For such a long time, Lao Tzu pondered that it was enough to have a few children, right?"

Immediately, many people laughed in response to the foul language.

The people of the Evergreen Sect frowned when they saw it, the style of this Qili Mountain was too straightforward, but they saw a crimson figure taking the lead in sweeping out.

"It's Haoyang Peak's Cui pro-biography!"

"Let's go too!"

Someone exclaimed, and followed.

Ren Hu didn't know when he had disappeared.

"Let's go, too."

Wen Quan's face was excited, and he couldn't help but pull up Chen Ruihuan and rush with his head.

Yan Tiansheng smiled, turned around just to meet Jiang Twelve's gaze, glanced at him, and stepped into the turbulence.

It lasted for more than an hour before all the disciples of the three sects entered the Necromantic Abyss.

Seeing this, the three of them all stopped in unison.

The entrance to the necromantic abyss was less suppressed by power, and the steady seven-colored turbulence began to stagnate, presenting an intermittent blurred picture.

But that's not what the three of them need to care about.

After shooting for such a long time, Rao is a strong man of Wang Fu's level, and he still feels a little weak, and his face looks unnatural, but he quickly returned to normal.

Xu Jingwu had always been smiling and gentle, as if the consumption just now was nothing to him at all.

Compared with them, Zhu Chengwen is much rougher.

"It's really tired!"

He wiped the sweat on his face with his sleeve, then pursed his lips and spit out a mouthful of spit to the side, scolding and scolding in his mouth: "I knew it was coming, it was not as comfortable as Lao Tzu hugging two girls to enjoy the snow, it was really unlucky!" ”

"Wait, wait, and us!!"

At this moment, there was a rapid roar in the distance.

There were monks in each of the three directions hurrying to gallop, and people kept rushing to the entrance of the Necromantic Abyss, looking at the empty environment and stomping their feet in a hurry.

Hundreds of people had already gathered in the middle of the day.

"Elder Wang, can this Necromantic Abyss still be opened?"

Some people were unwilling and came to meet Wang Fu.

But he didn't bother to answer at all, so he simply closed his eyes and recuperated.

Seeing this, the man had no choice but to stand aside in despair and was unwilling to leave, as if he was still waiting for the three of them to show mercy.

"Isn't it a little late, why are you in such a hurry, will we die when we wait a while?"

Some people were furious, but they didn't dare to say it to their faces, they just lowered their voices and hid aside, complaining in their mouths.

Wang Fu and Xu Jingwu ignored it, but who is Zhu Chengwen?

Bandit origin!

Where can I stand this anger?

"Grandma's, there are really people who live for a long time."

He picked up his pipe and struck it on the ground, and the smoke jumped out in an instant, turning into a giant and appearing in front of the person who had just spoken.

"No, it's not me ......"

The man looked frightened, and wanted to quibble a few more words, but saw that the giant directly stretched out his big hand, and did not give him a chance to say more.

Hands snapped together in the middle.

Poof!

With a simple squeezing sound, a large patch of viscous blood flowed out of the giant's palm under the horrified gaze of everyone.

Where are the humanoids?

It's just a puddle of bright red mud.