Chapter 620: The Great War Begins
"Silly boy, where are you talking about, then Yanhuang Holy Island is worried about the territory of my Vermilion Bird Holy Peak, it is not a day or two, I have long been hostile to them, sooner or later I will tear my face, a day later is better than a day earlier, anyway, my Vermilion Bird Holy Peak, now I am the only one left, I come and go freely, what can they do to me?" Vermilion Bird Zhenduo smiled faintly, but his face was calm, without the slightest fear of Yanhuang Holy Island.
After hearing Vermilion Bird Zhenduo's words, Feng Jingyun couldn't help but smile, and the guilt in his heart suddenly decreased a lot, because what Vermilion Bird Zhenduo said was very right, even if it wasn't for him, but Vermilion Bird Zhenduo was actually hostile to Yanhuang Shengdao.
"Someone is coming. But suddenly, Feng Jingyun's brows furrowed slightly, in order to find the people of the Hell Blood Demon Gate, he spread out the phantom power, and the sensing power was extremely sensitive, so although the comer was still some distance away, he also found the other party.
And at this moment, Suzaku Zhenduo also sensed that something was wrong, but she didn't panic, but a smile lifted on the corner of her mouth, and said: "This person is actually an acquaintance, since they are from the Tempest Plains, they may get some information." ”
"Suzaku senior, do you know that comer?" asked Feng Jingyun.
"Well, it's the people of Butterfly Love Valley, don't make a noise first, let me ask them. Suzaku Sada said.
"Yes. Seeing this, Feng Jingyun nodded, and at the same time used the Variety Mask to change his face, and then also concealed his cultivation, like an entourage, following behind Suzaku Zhenduo.
Suzaku Zhenduo deliberately slowed down and flew forward without hurrying, and sure enough, he didn't move forward for long, and several figures flew in front of him.
It was five old men, dressed in plain cloth clothes, and their cultivation was at the peak of Wujun, although Vermilion Bird Zhenduo covered their faces with a veil, but they knew Vermilion Bird Zhenduo's outfit, so when they saw Vermilion Bird Zhenduo, they hurriedly flew over, stopped a hundred meters away, and asked tentatively: "The person in front, but the Butterfly Love Fairy Gu of Butterfly Love Valley?"
"I haven't seen you for a long time," Suzaku said with a smile.
"Oh, it's really a butterfly love fairy. Hearing the voice of Vermilion Bird Zhenduo, the five old men were overjoyed, and they had already confirmed the identity of Vermilion Bird Zhenduo, so they hurriedly came over, and one of them even said: "Butterfly Love Fairy Girl, are you going to the Tempest Plain?"
"Exactly. Suzaku Zhenduo nodded.
"I advise you not to go, the journey to the Plains of the Tempest is not smooth now. The man persuaded.
"Why isn't it peaceful, what must have happened?" asked Suzaku Zhenduo, pretending to be puzzled.
"Truth be told, we came here because we were imprisoned. The old man said helplessly.
"What does this mean?" asked Suzaku Sadado.
"Some time ago, a strong man from Yanhuang Holy Island came to Butterfly Love Valley, forcibly abducted us on the pretext of invitation, and was taken directly to the territory of Yanhuang Holy Island in the Tempest Plain. ”
"At first, we were still very worried, worried about whether we had offended Yanhuang Shengdao, and Yanhuang Shengdao would be unfavorable to us. ”
"But later, there were more and more scattered cultivators, who were arrested by the people of Yanhuang Holy Island, and even many sect masters of small sects were also caught in the Tempest Plains, and they gave us delicious food and drink, in addition to restricting our freedom, they were even more respectful and polite to us, and it didn't seem to be against us. ”
"We asked them why they had caught us here, and they didn't tell them, they just said that they had invited us here to witness a good show. ”
And today, they finally released us, and we finally know what their so-called good show is. ”
"It turns out that Yanhuang Holy Island and the Holy Demon Eagle Sect Alliance have set a trap together to lure the people of the Hell Blood Demon Gate to take the bait, and they want to wipe out the masters of the Hell Blood Demon Gate. ”
"Right now, the people and horses of the Hell Blood Demon Sect have been tricked, and they are being slaughtered by the people and horses of the Yanhuang Holy Island and the Holy Demon Eagle Sect, and I have no intention of watching this so-called good show, so I left. The old man elaborated.
"Butterfly Love Immortal Gu, right now, the people of Yanhuang Holy Island and the Hell Blood Demon Gate are still at war, you must not go over, otherwise if today's matter is spread out, God knows whether the people of the Hell Blood Demon Gate will feel that we have been in the same stream as Yanhuang Holy Island. ”
"It would not be good if they were angry and took their anger upon us. ”
"Yes, yes, leave with me and the others, and leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible. The other four old men also persuaded.
And hearing this, Feng Jingyun clenched his fists tightly, and his anger was attacking, he never imagined that this Yanhuang Holy Island would be so despicable, not only set a trap, but also found the audience in advance, which was intended to insult the Hell Blood Demon Gate.
"Wind and clouds, let's go. "In fact, not only Feng Jingyun was angry, but even Vermilion Bird Zhenduo couldn't stand it, grabbed Feng Jingyun's body and disappeared in an instant, flying away in the direction of the Wind Plain at the fastest speed.
At this moment, only the five old men were left standing in place, their expressions stiffened, they looked at each other, and said together: "Just now, the butterfly love fairy Gu seems to have said...... The young man next to him is Feng Jingyun?"
Saying this, the faces of the five old men changed dramatically, and they suddenly realized that they had fallen into a catastrophe, and without saying a word, they fled into the distance.
Thousands of miles away in the Tempest Plains, a large crowd gathered.
Their cultivation is not weak, most of them are the peak of the Holy Monarch, although they are not the top powerhouses, but they are also the people who occupy one side and have a little reputation in the Eight Desolations Holy Domain.
At this moment, they were watching a battle, a battle between the two strongest powerful forces in the Eight Desolations Sacred Domain, that is, the Yanhuang Holy Island and the Hell Blood Demon Gate.
Right now, the land above the plain was sprinkled with patches of blood and a few stumps, and only a few of them were still intact, and they were all lifeless at the moment.
These people, except for a small number of people from Yanhuang Holy Island, most of them were people from the Hell Blood Demon Sect, and they were all Saint Monarch-level masters.
Above the sky, there are two battle circles, one battle circle is full of fire and water, covering the sky and the sun, and the power is extremely terrifying.
Two of them, dressed in fiery red robes, were obviously young men, but they had gorgeous feathers on their heads, and they were also wearing a lot of jewelry, dressed as men and women, like two shemales.
In fact, these two were not human beings in the first place, they were really demons, because they were demon beasts, and they were the two protectors of the Holy Demon Eagle Sect.
And at this moment, the two protectors are fighting with two old men, one of these two old men has long red hair, as fierce as a flame, and the other has a blue hair, soft as water, at this moment, they are respectively controlling the majestic water and fire, and the two protectors of the Holy Demon Eagle Sect are fiercely fighting, and the two of them are the Hell Blood Demon Gate, the famous Cangtian Gate God and the Flame Flame Gate God.
The battle circle of the four Saint Kings was extremely fierce, whether it was the people from Yanhuang Holy Island or the audience invited by Yanhuang Holy Island, they did not dare to approach, for fear of being caught up in the violent ripples, after all, the other party was too strong, even if it was an aftermath, it was enough to kill the powerhouse of the Saint Monarch Realm.
And in addition to this battle circle, there is also a battle circle, which is also eye-catching, it is also four figures, all of them have the cultivation of eight-star holy monarchs, but they are not two against two, but one against three.
The reason why they are so eye-catching is because they are known as the top geniuses of the Eight Desolation Sacred Domain today, it is Yan Haolong, the young island master of the Eight Desolation Sacred Domain, and the disciples of the three major protectors of the Hell Blood Demon Sect, Zhong Changlang, Xiao Yuejing, and Shan Junyuan.
At this moment, the four of them were fighting, but compared to the day in the Sin Valley, Yan Haolong did not have a holy weapon, so what he was holding at the moment was a half-holy weapon, and the same was true for Zhong Changlang and the three of them.
However, even if Yan Haolong was holding a half-holy weapon, his combat power was also extremely strong, and he actually forced Zhong Changlang and the three of them to retreat one after another, and even the three of them had scars to varying degrees, and they were not Yan Haolong's opponents with one enemy and three.
"Ladies and gentlemen, do you see? This is the waste of the Hell Blood Demon Gate. ”
"They will only bully the more and the weak, and the stronger will bully the weak, these days, they have not had this kind of indiscriminate means, attacking the people of my Yanhuang Holy Island, it is really despicable and shameless to the extreme. ”
"Today, I, Yanhuang Holy Island, want to let the world know that if the Hell Blood Demon Sect does not bully the few, does not bully the weak with the strong, but fights against each other with the same strength, they will be vulnerable at all. Suddenly, a loud voice rang out from above a huge chariot.
On top of the chariot, there were thousands of masters of Yanhuang Holy Island standing neatly, and at the front of the chariot sat an old man with gray temples and black hair.
This old man's eyes were like eagles, he was not angry and arrogant, and at this moment, he was sitting on the top of the ten Saint Monarchs, and if he looked closely, the ten Saint Monarchs were actually the ten brothers of hell.
At this moment, the ten brothers of hell, all covered in blood and heavily wounded, although they were very angry, they could not get rid of the suppression of that one at all, so they could only fall one by one, and let the old man sit on their bodies and endure this humiliation.
But this can't be blamed on them, because the one sitting on them is a Saint King powerhouse, and it is not an ordinary Saint King powerhouse, he is the sixth star elder who guards the Tempest Plains.
Just in case, the Sixth Star Elder also temporarily left the territory and followed Yan Haolong and the others on the expedition, so even if the Hell Blood Demon Sect sent two Saint Kings, the Cangtian Gate God and the Yanyan Sect God, this time it was not the opponent of Yanhuang Holy Island at all.
When the two protectors of the Flame Divine Bird restrained the Flame Gate God and the Cangtian Gate God, the sixth star elder went on a killing spree and killed the people of the Hell Blood Demon Gate, leaving only the Ten Brothers of Hell, Zhong Changlang, Xiao Yuejing, Shan Junyuan, and the Cangtian Gate God and the Flame Gate God.