The Troll King and Song Chucai had always known that Fu Qingzhen had great ambitions, but they never thought that it would be so big, the purpose was to get rid of the Xuantian Sword Sect, and they had already known that it could become an existence in the Holy Land, and its connotation was absolutely unimaginable to outsiders.

But they are also holy places, but they are extremely clear, even if the Xuantian Sword Gate seems to be in decline now, but after all, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, not to mention the counterattack, just the Xuantian Sword Gate's famous Protector Array, the thousands of Qingyin Sword Formation is enough for them to drink a pot.

After hesitating for a moment, the Troll King asked with some uncertainty, "Does Fu Qingzhen mean to take the opportunity to get rid of the name of the Xuantian Sword Gate Holy Land at that time, or to take the opportunity to get rid of the entire sect?"

"Both. Fu Qingzhen's eyes were half-squinted, and an unpredictable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing the Troll King's stunned expression, Fu Qingzhen raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter? Could it be that you don't dare to be interested in the three second-grade spiritual veins and those countless treasures in the Xuantian Sword Gate." As long as the discussion is done properly, I don't believe that the three of us can't destroy the Xuantian Sword Sect together. ”

The Troll King was a little moved, only Song Chu was still calm, understanding that some things were not as simple as imagined, and the ambition of Fu Qingzhen was well known, so he was afraid that even his own Yuehua Academy would be taken into it at that time, but Song Chucai still thought it was feasible to take advantage of the opportunity.

Thinking of this, Song Chucai smiled gloomily, "Whatever Fu Qingzhen said, of course we have ideas, but I'm afraid that although the ideas are good, the Xuantian Sword Gate will not be easy to mess with at that time." ”

"Hahaha, this is not in a hurry, I have my own plan, when the time comes, you will wait to be stained with me, this is the first step, and then we will dominate among the sects and the Holy Land. Fu Qingzhen suddenly laughed, looking at something.

The Troll King and Song Chucai glanced at each other, neither of them was surprised, and they knew in their hearts that the last sentence was what Fu Qingzhen wanted to express.

Suddenly, Fu Qingzhen's expression stiffened, his eyes looked at the door of the sect, and he said softly, "The Valley Lord of the Hundred Flowers Valley is here, you call your disciples over, we should also start preparing, as for other things, I will only inform the two of you." ”

Yesterday, the two of them came, and the disciples under the sect naturally played with the disciples of the Wandao Sect on the nearby mountain peaks, after all, it was rare to be able to appreciate the scenery of other places once, and generally if the cultivation was not to a certain extent, it was not allowed to come out to practice walking at all.

At this time, the disciples who shouted out their respective sects came to this Dao Chang Center to prepare for the upcoming Seven Holy Land Exchange Meeting, and today is a special day, and the Mountain Gate Formation of the Ten Thousand Dao Sect is wide open, so the arrival of the rest of the Holy Land people naturally does not need to be notified.

Although it seems that the entire Ten Thousand Dao Sect has relaxed, but the outside is loose and the inside is tight, all the elders have already been out of the customs, and there must be no evil demons and demon Dao who dare to cause trouble today.

The Seven Holy Land Exchange Meeting, each session is held in turn, of course, except for the two freaks of the Nameless Temple and the Hanging Temple, one never participates in this event, and the other does not hold this event at all, so many people don't even know the address of the sect of the Hanging Temple, this holy place has always been mysterious, and each inheritance is basically passed down from generation to generation, and the number of people in the entire sect is counted with both hands, but it is everyone's strength is profound.

A moment later, several streaks of pink light from far to near, enveloping several figures, had already come to the center of this dojo, and the three of Fu Qingzhen, the Troll King, and Song Chucai had already stood up.

In the depths of Yanzhou, Zhao Jiuge and his party were hurrying quickly, after more than an hour of rapid flight, they were not far from the sect of the Ten Thousand Dao Sect, the interesting thing is that not long ago, they met three men dressed as Taoists, but when they met, the middle-aged Taoist priest headed by the other side and Jian Wuxin made eye contact for a moment, smiled and took the lead to leave, and when he left, he also deliberately glanced at several disciples of the Xuantian Sword Gate, and his eyes were quite playful.

Then Jian Wuxin explained in a deep voice, "Those three people just now are people from the Hanging Temple, but I didn't expect this year's Hanging View to come again, I thought I wouldn't come to participate like the Nameless Temple, but the strange thing is that it has been passed down from generation to generation in the past, why is there more people this time?"

It didn't take long for the group to finally reach the outside of the sect of the Ten Thousand Dao Sect, and when they looked around, they saw several short peaks surrounding each other, and the entrance was in the canyon in the middle, because the Dharma Protector Array of the sect was open at the moment, so the surface of several peaks was filled with colorful glow, with a layer of faint light curtain, and from time to time there were bursts of spiritual power streamers and fluctuations on the transparent light curtain.

Zhao Jiuge looked at the different sects of the Ten Thousand Dao Sect of the Xuantian Sword Sect, and was a little surprised, thinking that this is the Ten Thousand Dao Sect, although it is not as like a fairyland as his own sect, but it is better because the scenery is pleasant and the air is clean.

One is like a heavenly fairyland, and the other is more down-to-earth like a fairyland on earth.

The ten people had a tacit understanding at the moment, and Xiaofeng retreated directly to the back of the line, Jian Wuxin glanced at the Wandao Sect, which was no worse than the Xuantian Sword Gate, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go, let's get a good time with this guy." ”

For a moment, several disciples looked excited in anticipation, while several elders were secretly on guard.

The sect of the Wandao Sect is guarded by disciples, and today it is natural to greet the teams of other holy places at the gate, but Jian Wuxin has no intention of staying at all, and he is familiar with the flying sword and takes the lead in shuttling through the canyon, and several other people follow closely and enter it.

The ten figures carried the spiritual light emitted by the ten flying swords, and the dozen or so disciples at the door were dumbfounded, looking at the disappearing back before they could react.

For a long time, a slender young man led by him looked at the direction where the group of people wearing sword robes representing the Xuantian Sword Sect disappeared just now, and said with a disdainful expression, "I thought who was coming, it turned out to be this group of cowards from the Xuantian Sword Sect, the last sect martial arts competition was all deserted, and this exchange meeting still dared to come, don't you still learn a lesson." ”

The disciples beside him all echoed, and the events of the last sect martial arts conference were naturally lively, and many of these dozen or so people had participated.

Without saying hello, he directly drove the flying sword into it, which naturally made these arrogant disciples feel a little unhappy, but who made today a special day, the sect was not open in normal times, and it was a shocking event for people to break in like this, and it could be characterized as trespassing! The sect master was ready to greet him inside, and the slender young man was too lazy to make trouble.

Jian Wuxin had obviously been to this Ten Thousand Dao Sect, and as soon as he came in, he came and led everyone to fly to the right, and soon everyone saw the huge dojo, and there were no less than fifty or sixty people gathered in the center at this moment, and in addition to the seven eye-catching seats in the middle, twenty or thirty seats were added around.

Seven seats, already filled five, although the Nameless Temple does not know how many times did not come to participate in the exchange meeting of the Seven Holy Lands, but out of respect, this seat has been reserved for them. The rest of the unknown ones who haven't come are naturally the people of the Xuantian Sword Sect.

Except for the seven seats on the main seat, the seats next to the elders were very close, and the younger disciples stood honestly and respectfully beside them.

When Jian Wuxin saw the group of people in the field, this group of people had already sensed the arrival of Jian Wuxin and his party, and they couldn't help but look at the people with some different meanings, wanting to see if the Xuantian Sword Gate was still as shabby as in previous years.

Wearing a purple gold robe, with yin and yang gossip printed on his back, Fu Qingzhenren, his eyes were squinting at the moment, looking at the group of people who came, when he saw that the person in charge turned out to be Jian Wuxin, the corners of his mouth showed a subtle evil smile, and his eyes were a little fierce, and then the sitting body immediately stood up, laughed, and shouted, "I want to see if Jian Wuxin has grown over the years." ”

At this moment, in addition to the Troll King and Song Chucai, there are two more people in the main position, one is the middle-aged Taoist priest who Zhao Jiuge and they met on the road before, Yuan Yixiu, the master of the Hanging Void View. The other is a cold woman wearing a white neon dress, and this woman who is about thirty years old is the valley lord of the Valley of Hundred Flowers, Hua Lingsu.

Some of the people present were shocked when they heard this, thinking that Fu Qing was going to do it before he started, although he knew that Fu Qing had surpassed them and broken through the Linghai realm and reached the Dao Yuan realm, but it was not so anxious, only the Troll King and Song Chu knew what was going on.

Before the words fell, Fu Qingzhen hurriedly jumped up from the stool, stepped on the void with his right foot, and did not see any movement, his whole body exuded a strong aura, the purple gold robe on his body whirred, and the hair that ran up was also windless.

Feeling this breath, all the people present were shocked, the spiritual power of this Dao Yuan Realm was so strong, although the Spirit Sea Realm was only separated by a realm from the Dao Yuan Realm, but the strength brought by it was very different.

Fu Qingzhen didn't hold the dust in his hand, nor did he hold any magic weapon, but he saw that the spiritual power around him did not roar at all, but with a dull depression, the blue and yellow spiritual power slowly gathered.

Then an illusory mountain suddenly appeared in the void, looming, as if the green mountain was hidden in the fog.

Hua Lingsu and Yuan Yixiu glanced at each other, although their hearts were shocked, they were quite stable, because they had a little understanding of the cultivation of Fu Qing Zhenren.

And the Troll King and Song Chucai could no longer hide the shock in their hearts, even if they had already overestimated the strength of Fu Qing Zhenren before, but they didn't expect that they would have such a great power with a casual blow, and they were deeply jealous of Fu Qing in their hearts for a while.

The rest of the Holy Land Elders present here are all cultivators of the Spiritual Sea Realm, and there is an indescribable meaning in their eyes towards the Fu Qingzhen people who have broken through the cultivation, complicated and envious. Not to mention the rest of the chief disciples and the disciples who came with them to participate, each of them watching this scene in amazement.

Zhao Jiuge, Jiulian, Fang Qiwen and Wang Yong were quite calm, while Chen Hailong's face turned a little pale.

Spiritual power turns mountains and rivers. This was already a characteristic of the Dao Yuan Realm, and looking at the sudden mountain attack, Chen Hailong was obviously full of fear.

Xiao Feng on the side looked at this scene without any expression, everything seemed light, but seeing the reactions of several disciples, he frowned obviously, and the difference in heart was clear at a glance, this Chen Hailong was obviously inferior.

"What a spiritual power to turn mountains and rivers. Fu Qing, this old guy, seems to want to give us a dismount as soon as he breaks through to the Dao Yuan realm. Xu Jiahui said with a smile, not afraid at all, even if there is an accident and he wants to fight, he is not afraid at all, their lineup is not as simple as it seems.

"I'm here to see whom, and I'm worried that I can't find a chance to make an example of the monkey. Jian Wuxin smiled indifferently. Then the flying sword under his feet was shocked, and he rushed out of the team at an accelerated speed, facing the conjured mountain.

"When you meet the old people, you don't have to give me a big gift as soon as you come. A loud shout immediately spread throughout the dojo, and after finishing speaking, Jian Wuxin's purple clothes fluttered, and his indescribable demeanor was indescribable.