"Ah...... Ahh One note is transformed into three tones by Lao Yajian.

"Yu ...... Yu Peiyu actually fell......! ...... of the Yama Sect It's not surprising that he turned out to be a great disciple of Jishan. Shocked beyond measure, Lao Yajian's voice was full of panic.

The Shan Sect, the old man with a dry heart, and even the Upper Immortal Association of the Five Parties of Longshan, both sides are behemoths, and if a war suddenly starts, the weak forces that are involved will inevitably have no bones left.

Everyone else on the stone platform had a similar reaction.

Turning on the point prompt for the Do Not Disturb function, and seeing that the people in front of him contributed more than 300 points to him, Zhang Yan was satisfied, and couldn't help but sigh secretly: "It's a pity that the news transmission in this world is still too slow, and the news that I killed the ghost hand and magic qin at the lotus porridge banquet has not been able to spread all over Longshan so far." If it were the Internet era, the points gained in the assistant would have been full a long time ago!"

Seeing everyone's reaction, Long Xiaopeng couldn't help but laugh in his heart: "If you know this person next to me, it is the legendary disciple of the mountain who is being talked about by you." The benefits you want to distribute have already been shared by this Tongshui Cloud Sect and the Poison Sect once. The people who entered the Poison Dragon Stream earlier also included Chunlin, Shui Yun, and two of the four sons of Shushu, I don't know how to react?"

"No matter what happens to Yu Peiyu and the contemporary great disciple of the Shan Sect, the Five Sects of Longshan, and the Youxian Society, let's do the things in front of us first......" After being disturbed for more than half an hour, Lao Yajian came back to his senses, raised his voice, and suppressed the noise on the top of the mountain.

After listening to him say a few words, the two of them already understood that what Lao Yajian planned to do was to unite everyone, break the poisonous dragon stream together, and the interests would be equal, so the distribution plan must be set in advance.

"What if someone relies on their power and doesn't follow the rules?" In a group of Divine Light monks, I don't know who it was, they raised their heads and made a noise.

"This ......," Lao Yajian couldn't help but say. Originally, he didn't have a way. With the presence of supernatural masters, combined with the strength of everyone, it is not impossible to suppress some monks from big forces.

But Long Xiaopeng's appearance disrupted all his plans.

The "big force" in the heart of the old man Lao is not yet big enough to reach the point of Youxian Hui, Lifu Sanren, and Jindan Zhenren personally passing on disciples!

Seeing his embarrassment, Long Xiaopeng smiled slightly, and said to him: "You old man is casual, don't worry about the younger generation." ”

Anyway, the results of these people's discussions don't count, so why should he be a villain in vain?

After receiving the transmission from Long Xiaopeng, Lao Yajian is also an old man, and he laughed loudly and said, "The old man alone may not be able to do it." But...... Brother Xia and Brother Song, please come out!"

There was a sudden long howl in midair, and a black wind was rolling. In the middle of the black wind, the ghost fire skeletons appeared and disappeared from time to time, and for a while, half of the sky became eerie and terrifying.

"Poisoned fire...... Summer ......"

Someone on the stone platform on the top of the mountain recognized the identity of the black-robed silver-haired old man who came with the black wind skeleton, and he stammered in horror, and his words were incomplete.

Zhang Yan frowned slightly, he could guess the identity of this person. Poisonous Fire Skeleton Xia Pengzu. Originally, he was born in a family of cultivators, and his cultivation of exercises was also considered a righteous path. It's a pity that his talent is limited, and when he is close to the age of one hundred and eighty, he still stays at the high level of divine light.

The righteous path exercises can't work, and this Xia Pengzu is not an ordinary person, he has already secretly collected and studied, and when his life span is about to end, he will turn to evil exercises in one fell swoop. He actually combined the Xia family exercises, the Taiyin soul refining in the ancient ecclesiastes, and some fragments of magic skills and magic tricks to walk out of a way of life and lead the heavens to drop nectar.

Since then, however, his heart has changed dramatically. From a generous and benevolent ancestor of the Xia family, to a ruthless and evil man.

The murder is not counted, and he has been wanted by the five factions of Longshan.

In a group of Divine Light monks on the stone platform, timid stammered, looking around, ready to flee at any time. The bold one couldn't help but accuse: "Senior Lao, what do you mean by inviting the Poisonous Fire Skeleton here? Do you want to rely on the Poisonous Fire Skeleton to coerce everyone into obeying orders?"

"Xia Lao'er, Brother Lao promised you to participate in it, but he didn't invite you to show off his majesty!"

There was a clear roar in the distance, and a pure blue sword light broke through the black wind and flew over. The illusion of the poisonous fire skeleton in the sky disappeared along with the cyan sword light, revealing a thin, one sturdy, and two figures.

I don't know if it's the sequelae of his own fusion exercises, Xia Pengzu's whole body is dry, and there are no two or three points of flesh on his face, at a glance, there is almost no difference from the skeleton corpse, only the two eyeballs still retain a little anger. Hearing this, Ga Quack laughed dryly: "It's just a little joke, since the old man agreed, he will not break his promise and make a move on his own people." ”

"It's the righteous Song hero!"

"Benevolence and righteousness Song Daxia!"

The monks who recognized the awe-inspiring middle-aged sword immortal shouted one after another.

Zhang Yan's eyebrows jumped, it was a coincidence! He also knew this person!

Song Shangzhi, the sword of benevolence and righteousness, was originally a civil official of the Dalian Dynasty. When collecting the gold and stone inscriptions, I happened to get the map left by the ancient sword immortal. According to the map, he inherited the inheritance of the master in the scattered cultivation.

In the Longshan area, he is a master who refuses to be attached in the loose cultivation, and the cause of death is inevitably related to the five factions of Longshan. It's just a matter of changing others, and it won't offend a behemoth like the Five Sects of Longshan for the sake of a nominal master hundreds of years ago.

But Song Shangzhi is a scholar who admits death, and since he came out of the mountain, half because of the old grudges of his master, half because of his own fairness with Longshan Sanxiu, he has repeatedly opposed the five factions of Longshan, and he is also a person on the blacklist. However, he couldn't get used to the ruthlessness and domineering of the old man and apprentice, and his relationship with the Youxian Society was not very good.

Among the ordinary casual cultivators, and the weak families and sects, the prestige is extremely high.

Glaring at Xia Pengzu, Song Shangzhi didn't pay attention to it anymore, hugged his sword and said loudly: "Poor Dao was invited by Mr. Lao to come to participate in the grand event and break through the poisonous dragon stream. As the saying goes, 'if you are together, you are strong, and if you are alone, you are weak', and the two monsters in the stream, although they are only divine light cultivation, may not win you alone. However, the demonic magic weapon that came back from the Haixi Demon Sect is not a good match!"

Therefore, the predecessors of Lao invited guests and friends, and the poor road was not talented, and they attached the tail. I don't dare to say anything else, if you are willing to believe in the poor way, and the poor road gives up this body of cultivation, you must also fight for a fairness!"

"Okay! Song Daxia is so good!"

Everyone on the stone platform breathed a sigh of relief and praised loudly.

"Since there are senior Lao and Song Daxia, why do you want to let the demons and evil people ...... with us all the way?"

Someone in the crowd muttered quietly.

The thin skin on the brow bone of the poisonous fire skeleton Xia Pengzu suddenly pulled, and said angrily: "Demon and evil man, are you dissatisfied with me?"

A gust of wind wrapped around a skull, smirking at the mouthy monk.

"Stop, everyone works together to take the treasure, how can you hurt people at every turn because of a little speech?" As soon as the flying sword of the blue light flowed to stop, Song Shangzhi drank Xia Pengzu while explaining to the mouthy monk who was rescued by him: "Brother Xia is proficient in demonic spells, and if he wants to break the poisonous dragon stream, he is indispensable!"

Hearing this, everyone nodded secretly.

These people are not completely uninformed. Although Python Poison and Medaka are only two demon generals, just looking at the triple formation outside the poisonous dragon stream, they should also know that it is not an ordinary Divine Light monk who can test their edge. With the addition of Xia Pengzu, a supernatural master who has turned from good to evil, it is indeed a lot more reassuring.

"Alright!" Seeing that the twenty or thirty Divine Light Monks present recognized the participation of the Poisonous Fire Skeleton, Lao Yajian greeted him, smiled, drew everyone's attention to him, and continued.

Zhang Yan listened to what he said, which was nothing more than everyone working together to enter the stream, discussing cultivation, and distributing the harvest in order. As for who comes first and who comes last, it is still according to the old method of the cultivation realm, the strong come first, and the weak come last.

After saying this, Lao Yajian exhaled and waved his long sleeves.

On the edge of the broad stone platform at the top of the peak, a stone pillar rumbles and grows, rises from the ground, and is two or three zhang high in a short time.

Lao Yajian's five fingers were closed and brushed from afar.

The stone powder on the stone pillar fell in a row, and two big characters appeared.

"Ask the immortals!"

The mouth of the present was already whispering.

Lao Yajian turned around with a smile and said, "I was meditated and pranayama, and I followed it hard every day, and all I asked for was the immortal way. Now there is this platform, born and made, just for me and others to discuss the Tao here, and arrange the seats. The front can be given priority, and the back don't have to be frustrated. In addition to the order at this time, we will also evaluate the credit according to the amount of effort we have made later. As long as you are willing to contribute more, it is not that there is no chance to be in front. No matter what the result is, the old man wishes you all in advance, after this trip, on the way to the immortal road, go further!"

"Good!"

"Senior Lao said it well!"

Provoked by him, a group of monks from weak families who were not born in the sect cheered up.

"Made in nature?" Zhang and Long looked at each other, both of them feeling amused.

This peak in the northwest is where the Poison Sect was stationed a few days ago.

The location of the stone platform is where the Wuma Qingqing tent was located. Even the potholes left by the flag-planting and the traces of the clean-up of the Poison Sect can still be seen in the eyes of insiders.

"I don't know how Wu Ma Qingqing will feel when he hears his words?"

At the same time as Zhang Yan's lips curled slightly, in the air outside the stone platform, the first competition had begun.

A third-rate minor sect elder who fights against the head of a weak family.

The sword light is vertical and horizontal, and the flying sword comes and goes.

Both of them are in the early stage of divine light, and they are far from the predecessors who were invited to participate in the lotus porridge feast.

Not to mention the current Zhang Yan, before he crossed over, his predecessor was enough to win easily with one enemy and two.

At the beginning, there were also Zhang Xuanyi and Du Xuangui who participated in the lotus porridge banquet with him, two disciples of the inner sect of the mountain, real combat power, and the level of the imperial sword, these two are really not necessarily stronger than his two junior disciples in the imperial qi period.

"Rich combat experience, strength is actually not good, if you want to leapfrog the challenge, you have to choose such an opponent! The next time I see Senior Brother Zhang and Senior Brother Du, I can really remind them. ”

After playing a few games in a row, the strength of the people on the court has increased slightly, but it is still far from Zhang Yan's previous opponents.

These people have poor cultivation and sword skills, but their fighting style is quite fierce, which is different from fledgling academics like Shan Hongmiao, Li Tianyan, Situ Erya, and even Zhang Yan himself. Even Long Xiaopeng, Xuan Miaoyan, and Yu Peiyu are not as versatile as theirs, and every bit of his own ability has been exerted to the extreme.