Wuyang Temple is located in the southwest of Cangzhou Wuyang Mountain, in the past Wuyang Mountain plague raging, coincided with the five sheep riding scattered immortals to travel here, apply the charm water to light up the people, get rid of the plague. People are grateful for the kindness of the five immortals, and then they stand here, because they don't know the origin of the names of the immortals, they only know that they are all riding sheep to ride the clouds and drive the fog, so they take the name of the five sheep, for thousands of years, the incense has never stopped.

Mu Yuncheng and the three of them were going to Zhongzhou to meet King Ning, but when they heard that the Wulin League Conference was held in Wuyangguan, it happened that the three of them passed by here again, so they responded to Dijing's request to go to Wuyangguan first, and then to Sanmenxia.

This martial arts alliance conference is estimated to be only one day, and when the troops are not assembled, King Ning will not rashly adopt a fierce attack strategy on Sanmenxia. And Peng Wangye has already shrunk his forces in Zhongzhou, and Sanmenxia is impregnable, so it is impossible for him to abandon Sanmenxia and fight against the plains of the dynasty army.

Mu Yuncheng didn't plan to participate as a sword saint, so he brought the iron mask with him, and also asked Di Jing to dress up a little so as not to be recognized.

I didn't think that Di Jing had already prepared, so I saw him take out two short black beards, stand on his lips, and immediately mature a lot.

The pianist used a pen to paint a scar on his face, which made it even more vicissitudes.

As soon as I came to the bottom of the mountain, I saw countless martial arts heroes coming one after another. There are Taishangguan Taoist priests who are clearly white and white, and Tai Chi is dizzy, there are monks of Cihang Temple who hold tin rods and wear robes, and there are also disciples of Tianxiaomen with four-color sword patterns and graceful manners...... The list is too numerous to count.

From the Yangxian Trail, through the Pudu Xuanmen, the famous Taiping Zijin Furnace appeared in front of you. The incense burner that stands in front of the view is more than one person high, and the big stick incense with the thickness of a fist is inserted on it, and there is a bronze statue of five immortals descending into the world by sheep standing on it, enjoying the incense. I don't know which bronze statue came from the hand of a great worker, in short, the depiction is sharp and lifelike.

In the crowd, Mu Yuncheng saw his long-lost father, second uncle, and several brothers from Tianxiaomen.

"I heard that the war in Xiliang is tight, I don't know if Mo Yiyue can lead the Xiliang allied army into the imperial city. If there is a fire in the rear and the imperial city is lost, Sanmenxia will be the tomb of Prince Peng. ”

It was Ren Tianhao who spoke, and now Ren Tianhao had taken over the Ten Thousand Swords Fort from his father, and the three long swords diagonally inserted on his back were hidden in the sheath, but the fierceness exuded by the sword body could not be concealed, and it seemed that they were all among the best divine blades in the Ten Thousand Swords Fort.

"Yes, I don't know where Brother Mu is now, if he can come to preside over the Martial Arts League Conference, I think even if the Xiliang Army does not enter the imperial city, Prince Peng will have no chance to turn the book." You Shifang looked around deliberately when he spoke, but he still couldn't find Mu Yuncheng's figure. It seems that not long after he became a Sword Saint, he evaporated from the world like this.

"The demon army is at the end of the crossbow, and the prince Peng who is trapped in Sanmenxia is already a dry bone in the grave. The significance of the convening of the Wulin League this time is to order us to be the first army, rush into Sanmenxia and kill King Peng, so that the Zhongzhou demon clan will be leaderless, and they will no longer be able to compete with King Ning's department. ”

While he was talking, Lei Wuwu, the old master of Leizhou Wudao City, who was presiding over the conference, had already bypassed the Zijin Furnace and walked to the front.

The heroes of all walks of life moved out of the way to both sides, forming a ring around Lei Wuwu and Wang Daoqian and other Great Wilderness Sword Dao Elders in the middle.

"It has been a hundred years since the Broken Tide Sword locked Youzhou, and the thieves of the Youbei Demon Clan have not died in the past hundred years, and now they have been driving straight into my territory, causing the Great Wilderness to be in turmoil. We had already set a goal at the last Sword Saint Conference, but unfortunately the Sword Saint's whereabouts are unknown now, and we can't lead everyone to counterattack the Demon Clan. I Leizhou Wudao City is not self-sufficient this time, and I have no other purpose in holding a martial arts alliance conference in this Wuyang Temple, I just want to lead everyone to repel the demon clan as soon as possible, and return the great wilderness to peace and tranquility. Thank you for your unwavering willingness to come here and join us, and as the initiator of this conference, I would like to thank you all here!" he said and bowed with his fists in gratitude.

"This thunder is also powerful, in a short period of time, all the major sects of the Great Wilderness have been gathered here, if I am the son of the devil, I will send all the masters of the demon clan at this moment, come here to fight them to the death. Once victorious, without these masters of the Martial Arts League, the Great Wilderness will be in the bag. ”

Di Jing stood beside Mu Yuncheng and muttered quietly, Mu Yuncheng glanced back at him, and had the same premonition.

"Hahahaha...... It's not easy for a grasshopper to shake a tree. It's ridiculous that Lei Wuwu is nearly eighty years old, and he can still do such an immeasurable thing. A burst of laughter fell from the sky, and I saw a lean old monk standing outside the crowd. Seeing this, everyone moved out of the way to both sides, just because this old monk was none other than the demon monk treasure tree.

Hearing this, Lei Wuwu stood upside down, and immediately asked: "Demon Monk Treasure Tree! I don't think you will come here alone today to send you to death, who else is traveling with you, come out together!" Its voice was like a bell, and it was also like thunder, and it was deafening to hear.

"In the end, it is the head of the four great sword kings, and it is really extraordinary. A burst of black smoke rose up, surrounded in all directions, and in an instant, everyone was enveloped in this black smoke, and then looked around the treasure tree, and suddenly more than a dozen people appeared, even the palace master of the Three Peerless Palaces, Emperor Ming, was also in it.

"Emperor Ming. Lei Wuwu straightened up, and his expression suddenly became serious.

And Wang Daoqian held Xingchen in his hand, pointed directly at Emperor Ming, and asked, "Why, with your dozen or so people, you still want to be presumptuous here?"

"In my eyes, you Wang Daoqian is not worthy of my sword, and when I cover my hands, I can turn you into ashes. A glint flickered in Emperor Ming's eyes, and the demonic energy around his body suddenly surged around, and everyone retreated one after another, and in the blink of an eye, it had changed from a situation of encirclement to a situation of confrontation.

Only Mu Yuncheng and the three of them did not move, standing in the lower right corner of the purple gold furnace, but they were not paid too much attention.

"Since what you said is so easy, then I will dare to ask you for a few tricks today, and we will be bullied by the more and the less, and now I will set up the ring here until there is no one left on your side or we are all wiped out!" He said that he drew a circle of light on the ground with the spirit of the stars, and when he saw this, he blessed the thunder and lightning on his starlight with angry thunder, and for a time the thunder was everywhere, like a thunder fence to stop everyone outside. Within that aperture is the ring, as long as you get out of the circle, you will be considered defeated.

As soon as he rushed to the emperor, he was still not afraid, and this one-on-one was more in line with his heart. At present, Wuyangguan does not have an absolute master of swordsmanship, just like Mu Yuncheng and Mu Bufan's ancestors and grandchildren. Just Lei Wuself, Wang Daoqian, Ming Xiaoyu and others can already be called standing out from the crowd here. It seems that this kind of alliance, even if there are many people participating, is just a few more dead bodies.