Chapter 386: There Are Big Guys!
"Not the old man of Black Rock?"
Hearing the disciple's words, Wang Xuan was once again blindfolded, except for the old man of Heiyan, he really couldn't think of a second disciple of the Heiyan Sect who could hit the Forgotten Xuanmen.
Just that new Sect Leader in the early stage of the Heavenly Immortals?
"Let's go, go out and have a look, it must be a mistake, maybe the person who came is not a ..... of the Black Rock Sect at all"
Thinking of this, Wang Xuan hurriedly got up.
On the other side, looking at the mountain gate of Xuanzong, about a hundred elders and disciples looked at the forty-odd black-clothed monks on the opposite side in fear.
"Who the hell are you, why can't you get along with me!" one of the elders shouted in frustration.
His thoughts were the same as Wang Xuan's, thinking that these people were not Wangxuanzong at all.
The more than forty black-clothed monks were all early saints, and they were several grades stronger than their side in terms of numbers and combat power.
How could it be those cripples who didn't even cultivate!
"Who are we? hehe, forget Xuanmen, you just came out of my Black Rock Sect with your front foot, and you forgot who we are with your back foot?"
The one in charge of the blackfriars spoke with fierce eyes.
No, they were none other than the Heavenly Remnant Army who had just descended from the Black Rock Sect.
It can be said that the monks who forgot the Xuanmen were unlucky, and their spies were just swaggering wherever they went, and they were discovered by the mountain patrol disciples of the Heavenly Remnant Army.
Later, after reporting on Leng Yan's side, Leng Yan didn't say anything, just one word, kill!
As a result, the Heavenly Remnant Army moved, and the Heavenly Remnant Army had already held its breath for so many years, and now it is angry and angry, and the momentum can be imagined.
In this way, as soon as the disciples of the Forgotten Xuanmen felt the momentum of the Black Rock Sect, they were killed back by the fierce Heavenly Remnant Army.
"But how are you .....?"
In the hearts of the elders of the Forgotten Xuanmen, except for the old man of the Black Rock Sect, there is no monk who can take a shot.
The forty or so saints who appeared now really couldn't figure it out.
"How can we have cultivation? Hahaha, just allow your other monks to set foot on the Holy Throne, but we can't?"
Hearing the words of the monk of the Forgotten Xuanmen, the old cripple roared in the sky.
"Today, let me show you the true strength of my Black Rock Sect cultivator!"
"Who are you waiting for?
At this time, a long rainbow flew from the Xianmen,
"Is the person who is here to forget the sect master of the Xuanmen?" Seeing this, the leader of the Heavenly Remnant Army, Lao Cripple, who was about to make a move, suddenly turned cold.
"Yes, who are you? I forgot that the relationship between Xuanmen and the Purple Smoke Pavilion is not ordinary, if the Purple Smoke Pavilion knows......
Before Wang Xuanren arrived, the voice had already reached this side.
He had already felt the situation here, and subconsciously thought that other sects were making trouble, so he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
As long as it's not the old man of Black Rock, everything is easy to do.
Unfortunately, the monk on the other side didn't let him finish his sentence at all.
"Kill!" The old man burst out of his momentum and killed Wang Xuan.
It's just because before going down the mountain, Sect Leader Leng Yan once said that whoever dares to come to the Black Rock Sect to provoke, then kill back, kill until they are afraid, and kill until no one dares to go to the Black Rock Sect to provoke in the future.
Also, this Wang Xuanfang mentioned the Purple Smoke Pavilion, and inadvertently poked at the sore spot in the heart of the Heavenly Remnant Army.
"You ....."
Seeing more than forty saints shooting together in the early stage, Wang Xuan's face turned green.
He is the only one in the middle stage of the Saint Sect in the Forgotten Xuanmen, and the strength of the more than a dozen early stage saints is still much worse than that of the other party at the moment.
Rumble!
One after another momentum rose to the sky on the side of the mountain gate of the Forgotten Xuanmen,
Due to the big movement, the other sects on the Immortal Mountain sent spies one after another, wanting to see what was going on here.
The battle in front of the mountain gate lasted for an hour, and the side of the Forgotten Xuanmen was completely unable to hold on.
"Come on, go to Steward Zhang, just say that there are unknown forces to deliberately provoke ....."
Wang Xuan shouted out his backer, Purple Smoke Pavilion Manager Zhang, a person who could directly talk to the Purple Smoke Pavilion Master.
As everyone knows, at this moment, in the main hall of the Black Rock Sect, Leng Yan's face showed a satisfied smile.
Just now, he used up a summoning opportunity, and the summoned characters not only satisfied Leng Yan very much, but also evoked his memories.
After a moment, the door of the main hall slowly opened, and an old man dressed in sackcloth stood at the door of the main hall.
I saw that he was holding a wooden stick, and on his shoulder was a piece of coarse cloth made of unknown materials.
The qi of the whole body is faintly circulating, and at first glance it is a top master.
If it was really compared, Ling Nantian of the Ling family seemed to be inferior to this old man.
"Ancestor, hurry up inside, please!"
Seeing the old man appear, Leng Yan hurriedly got up to greet him.
Regarding the identity and status of this person, there is nothing wrong with Leng Yan calling him an ancestor.
"Thank you, King Yan!"
The old man bowed slightly, and after he entered the main hall, the door of the hall slowly closed again, as if it had never been opened.
In terms of backers, if the old man of Black Rock was the backer of the Black Rock Sect before, then the one that Leng Yan had just summoned was even stronger than the backer of the old man of Black Rock.
It's a pity that all the monks in Chu Xuan didn't know, but on the golden hill behind the Ling family, a green fairy beast shook its head suspiciously.
At this time, the Ling family, there was a small immortal mansion in the center of the main hall, and Ling Nantian and the elders of the Ling family had never stretched their brows.
"What level of magic weapon is this, why can't it be opened with our strength!"
One of the elders spoke in astonishment.
"That's secondary, why is the young lady of the Mo family also in there!" Then the other elders asked.
"Tian'er hasn't chased it back yet?" Ling Nantian said with a frown.
"Back to the head of the family, he hasn't chased it back yet, he uses the Feiyun Shuttle, and it's a little difficult to catch it back!" an immortal general shook his head helplessly.
"This kid, it's nonsense, but where did he get this thing?"
What was rare was that Ling Nantian was not furious, but spoke with a little doubt.
"If the one here is really Miss Mo Family, then what tricks does the Mo Family play now?"
For the first time, Ling Nantian had other views on Chu Xu's selection of the first son.
After thinking about it for a long time, Ling Nantian didn't come up with a reason, and finally pinched his eyebrows, and then set his eyes on the Zhu Immortal Mansion in the center of the main hall.
At this moment, in the immortal mansion, the battle is still going on, Zhang Liang, Guan Yu, Dugu and others have occupied a lot of places, and they are seeing the city on the spot.
Xia Fang, Si Ming and the others did not dare to show weakness, and they were still struggling.
However, the focus of Ling Nantian and the others was not on them, but on the only female cultivator, Mengyu.
"It's so similar, the whole appearance is exactly the same, and even the movements and expressions are also the style of the Mo family!"
After looking at it for a long time, Ling Nantian finally straightened up.
"Maybe only by opening the Immortal Mansion can we know what kind of secrets are hidden in it!"
After he muttered to himself, several gleams flashed in his eyes.
(End of chapter)