Wind Thunder Pavilion East Pavilion, this name, even in the entire Zhongzhou, has a lot of weight. As the headquarters of the Wind Thunder Pavilion, the strong here are like clouds, and the defense is even more impregnable, in the years since the establishment of the Wind Thunder Pavilion, it has experienced a lot of ups and downs, but the East Pavilion has always stood still, so that its reputation is also in the previous power fights, gradually stand out, and finally have the status it has now.

The Sifang Pavilion Conference, as the name suggests, is held by the Sige of Zhongzhou. Every session of the Sifang Pavilion Conference can be regarded as a grand event in Zhongzhou.

Although the protagonists of this Sifang Pavilion Conference are the outstanding disciples of the younger generation of the Sifang Pavilion, every time the Sifang Pavilion Conference is held, it will attract many powerful children and countless young people who are not weak in their own strength, so as to make a name for themselves.

This time, the Sifang Pavilion Conference was held in the East Pavilion of the Wind Thunder Pavilion. The East Pavilion of the Wind Thunder Pavilion is located in the Wind Thunder Mountains on the edge of the northern region of Zhongzhou, the area here is quite peculiar, perhaps because the terrain is too high, there is always thunder, and the weather is unpredictable.

In the sky above the Wind and Thunder Mountain Range, above a dark cloud with a diameter of one zhang in the sky, Mo Huai, who was dressed in a black robe, stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the popularity that was slowly showing signs of boiling below with a light smile and interest, and on either side of him stood Han Yue and Han Xue sisters.

Seeing Mo Huai looking down with interest, the two sisters who looked at each other were a little helpless, this mysterious Lord Mo Huai seemed to like to join in the fun!

"What a thunder mountain!" Mo Huai looked at the peak where the East Pavilion of the Wind Thunder Pavilion was located, and saw that there were many silver giant trees growing on the mountain, and those trees had no branches and leaves, like straight and straight pillars, which made Mo Huai couldn't help but be slightly surprised: "What a special tree, it actually contains the power of thunder and lightning, interesting.."

It is precisely because of the existence of these silver giant trees that the power of thunder and lightning in the entire Thunder Mountain is extremely strong, and cultivating the thunder attribute exercises here can naturally achieve twice the result with half the effort.

A clear crane chirp suddenly sounded, causing Mo Huai to turn his head to look, only to see a gorgeous colorful giant crane fluttering its wings and flying up from the bottom of the mountain, heading straight to the top of the mountain. On the back of the giant crane, there was a graceful shadow.

"Wow, what a beautiful crane!" Han Xue shouted as the colorful giant crane couldn't help but let out a low exhalation with shiny eyes.

"Sixth-order demonic beasts, although their strength is a little worse, it's not bad to be a mount. Since you like it, just go back and take this crane with you," Mo Huai said casually with a light smile.

As he spoke, Mo Huai's eyes fell on the graceful shadow on the back of the colorful giant crane, and the corners of his mouth hooked up an inexplicable arc: "If you use this Miss Feng as a mount, it seems to be a little more interesting!"

"Palace Master, do you mean, this Wind Thunder Pavilion's most outstanding disciple, Miss Feng, is she a Demonic Beast?" Han Yuemei asked with a slight glare of surprise.

"Yes, she is a Demonic Beast, and she is not an ordinary Demonic Beast," Mo Huai, who nodded and said, then smiled: "Now that she has stepped into the Douzong level, Han Yue, how about it, if you like it, I will capture Miss Feng, a seventh-order Demonic Beast, and give it to you as a mount." ”

Han Xue on the side heard this, her beautiful eyes were shining, and she looked at Han Yue on the side eagerly, as if she was expecting her sister to agree.

However, Han Yue, who was stunned, her beautiful eyes flickered slightly, but she shook her head: "Palace Master, I am only a Douhuang strength now, how can I have the ability to subdue a seventh-order demonic beast with the strength of a Dou Zong?"

"What about the seventh-order demonic beast, since I said it, then naturally there is a way for you to control it," Mo Huai said indifferently, and then glanced at the distance with a light raised eyebrow and smiled meaningfully: "However, it doesn't matter if you don't want it, there may be a better choice in the future." Moreover, maybe there are other people who will be very interested in that Miss Feng this time. ”

The two girls glanced at each other when they heard this, they were all very smart, and naturally they could hear the meaning of Mo Huai's words, I was afraid that there would be some turbulent changes in this Sifang Pavilion Conference.

After a while, in front of the silver tower on the top of the mountain, at the edge of the spacious silver square, a huge thunderbolt swept down from the clouds, and then three figures stepped out of the thunderbolt and sat on the silver seat.

"Venerable Lei, the strength of the three-star Douzun is barely enough!" glanced at the tall man in the middle of the three, who looked to be about forty or fifty years old, with a silver-white beard on his chin, and a silver robe with thunder and lightning lines, as for the Fenglei Xi Pavilion and the South Pavilion Pavilion Master beside him, Mo Huai didn't even have the interest to take a second look: "A nine-star Dou Sect, a Dou Zong peak, if you don't become a Dou Zun, you can't be considered a real powerhouse after all." ”

Han Yue and Han Xue, who were standing behind Mo Huai, couldn't help but look at each other a little speechless. They can have the strength of Douhuang and Douwang at the age of twenty or thirty, and they are already very geniuses and demons among their peers. However, Mo Huai's vision is too high, Dou Zong doesn't care, Dou Zun is barely enough to see it, it can be imagined that the strength of Dou Wang and Dou Huang can't be seen by him at all.

Shout.. In the piercing sound of breaking the sky, a huge giant sword with a width of ten feet pierced through the sky and swept away, appearing above the square in the blink of an eye.

"Haha, Sword Venerable, this time you are the fastest!" A thunderous laugh resounded through the Thunder Mountain, and the silver-robed Thunder Venerable stood up to greet him.

The giant sword trembled slightly, turned into countless points of light and disintegrated, and two figures slowly fell from the sky and landed on the seat, it was a young man and a short old man in linen clothes.

"Is it the Sword Venerable of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion?" Han Xue's beautiful eyes were shining, and she couldn't help but ask Mo Huai curiously, "Palace Master, what is the strength of this Sword Venerable?"

"Hehe, his strength is a little stronger than that of Venerable Lei," Mo Huai said casually with a chuckle, with a slight inexplicable taste in his tone.

The Sword Venerable, who didn't pay attention to the laughter of the Thunder Venerable, looked very individual, rolled his eyes, and sat down in the chair.

"Hehe, the old man of the sword still has this stinky temper, it seems that he still has a pimple in his heart for the competition back then!" A strange laugh with a slightly eerie taste sounded, and then a pitch-black light swept from the foot of the mountain, as if teleporting directly appeared on the seat, turning into a pale black-robed old man, with a gloomy color between his eyebrows, a pair of pupils black and white looked very weird, and behind him was followed by a young man who was also gloomy.

Glancing at the Sword Venerable of the black-robed old man, a faint sharp light flashed in his eyes, causing a slight ripple in the space in front of him, and then glanced at the black-robed old man and said: "Back then, the old man himself was unlucky enough to lose to him, but compared to someone who only supported a hundred rounds in the hands of the Wind Venerable, it was much better, you said yes, Huangquan Venerable?"

The black-robed old man, whose face instantly turned cold when he heard this, was about to say something sarcastic, but his face changed slightly as if he was aware of it, and his gloomy gaze looked at the sky in the distance.

In the wind like a dragon's roar, a huge cyan whirlwind swept in, and then the whirlwind dispersed, revealing the old man in a green robe and a delicate girl in a green shirt.

"Venerable Huangquan, but the peak of the two-star Douzun, it is only the bottom of the four great venerables of the Sifang Pavilion," above the dark clouds in the sky, Mo Huai, who had an indifferent evaluation, turned to look at the Wind Venerable, and paused before saying: "Venerable Feng, the peak of the four-star Douzun, you are only one step away from stepping into the five-star Douzun, which is not bad." ”

With the gathering of the four great venerables, the Sifang Pavilion Assembly finally officially began, and a full fifty-three young people under the age of thirty with the strength of a three-star Douhuang or above were scuffling in the square until the last eight remained.

"So many young Douhuang powerhouses?" Han Xue looked at it with shining eyes, but Han Yue on the side suddenly moved: "Lin Yan, why is he here?"