With a bang, the closed door of the hall was pushed open, Zhao Zhijing walked to the throne of the sect leader in the middle and sat down, quietly waiting for the arrival of several elders, after a while, a brisk footsteps came from the door of the main hall, and several people walked into the hall and saw Zhao Zhijing with a contemplative face at this time, regardless of the words, they each walked to their own positions, sat down quietly, and waited for a few people who had not yet arrived.

Zhao Zhijing raised his head and saw that there was still a vacant seat in the hall, so he asked, "Have several elders in the main altar come?" After saying that, his eyes swept over the several elders sitting in the hall, and several of them instantly felt a chill pass through their bodies, and they couldn't help but tremble, at this time, a young elder sitting in the hall stood up and said, "Sect Leader Rongqi." At this time, several elders at the main altar had already arrived, and those who did not arrive were all elders who were out of business. ”

Zhao Zhijing listened, waved his hand to let himself sit down, swept the wide sleeves, and a huge wave of air burst out from the air swept by the sleeves, closing the open hall door with a bang.

Zhao Zhijing's eyes swept away several people in the hall: "I summoned all the elders here today, there is something I want you elders to hear!" With a wave of his hand, a Ming Sect disciple walked out from the side of the main hall, only to see this person come to the hall, knelt down in front of Zhao Zhijing, and said loudly: "See the sect leader!" Zhao Zhijing waved his hand and said: "These etiquette numbers will be waived! Let's talk to the few elders sitting about the snake king this time!"

After hearing this, this person stood up, and everyone saw that the clothes on this person's body had been torn one by one, and there were still patches of blood on his body, and all the elders sitting in the temple felt extremely strange, they had not heard of a conflict between their family and other forces recently, why did this person come to the main hall covered in blood, as if it was related to the snake king.

This person stood up and saluted to the few elders sitting in the hall, and said: "The subordinates are the guards of the Snake King, a few days ago, when several of our Snake King's guards and the Snake King were walking around the Western Regions, I heard someone talking about the appearance of a golden thread snake king near the White Camel Mountain in the Western Regions. This Golden Thread Snake King, the speed is extremely fast, even the average first-class master may not be able to catch up with him, the Snake King listened, so let a few of our brothers go to investigate, and soon we found out the whereabouts of this Golden Thread Snake King. Relying on his familiarity with snakes, the snake king pursued for several days near the White Camel Mountain before capturing this golden thread snake king. ”

"Not long after the Snake King captured this Golden Thread Snake King, we were surrounded by a group of white-robed people, these people had the same wonderful snake control skills as the Snake King, so that a group of snakes surrounded us, and then a man in his forties came, who was holding a snake-headed iron rod in his hand. The martial arts are superb, and in the end, the snake king was captured by this person, and then this person left, I took advantage of the fact that those people in white did not pay attention, and fought out, and I hope that the sect leader will go to save the snake king!"

Zhao Zhijing listened, waved his hand to let this person go down, and said to several elders of the Ming Sect sitting in the hall: "You are all elders in the sect, how about this matter?"

At this time, as the only one of the four great Dharma Kings on the bright top of Kunlun Mountain, Meng Chen, the Mighty Tiger King, stood up from his position and said, "Sect Master, the Snake King was captured today. It can be seen that this person does not have much reverence for my Mingjiao, the White Camel Mountain is located in the Western Regions, close to my Guangming Peak, and there is one of the five unique Western Poison Ouyang Feng in the world, and he has always been unable to see the disciples of my Mingjiao, and today the Snake King was captured in the White Camel Mountain, thinking that Ouyang Feng made a move, it seems that he is no longer used to my Mingjiao. There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, and I hope that the sect leader will make a decision as soon as possible!"

Zhao Zhijing waved his hand to let Meng Chen sit down, and thought in his heart: "This powerful tiger king of his own, looking at the person is a reckless man, I don't want to be able to say such words, it seems that the previous sect leader chose this person as one of the four great Dharma kings, not just because his martial arts are not weak, but also because he doesn't know why." Thinking about it, Zhao Zhijing's eyes swept the people in the hall like lightning and said, "Is there anything else?"

Zhao Zhijing's words fell, and there was silence in the hall, obviously acquiescing to the idea of the mighty tiger king Meng Chen, if Zhao Zhijing did not go out in person, none of the people in this Mingjiao were the opponents of the Western Poison, Zhao Zhijing couldn't help but think in his heart: "When Shi Tian was in power before, Mingjiao had some slight friction with the White Camel Mountain, it seems that the Western Poison that came out of the customs at this time has recovered the toad skill that was broken by Wang Chongyang, and there may be a lot of improvement, and I can't help but want to pull out the giant tree of Mingjiao that stands in the Western Regions like the White Camel Mountain." ”

However, when Zhao Zhijing looked at the long sword on his waist, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he stroked the hilt of the sword with one hand and said softly: "The Purple Emperor has just been cast, and this Ouyang Feng has provoked my Mingjiao's head, it seems that he wants to appreciate the edge of my Purple Emperor Sword, and use the blood of a top master in the world to open the edge of the Purple Emperor Sword, I don't think it will insult the edge of the Purple Emperor!" The Purple Emperor Sword in the sheath seemed to feel the thoughts in Zhao Zhijing's heart, and the sword body in the sheath trembled slightly, emitting a slight sword groan, as if he was desperate for the blood of the masters in the rivers and lakes. When a slight sword chant came out in the main hall, Meng Chen and several elders in the main hall felt a cold aura spread in the main hall, and they felt the threat of death from it, and the hairs around their bodies stood up.

Zhao Zhijing stood up from his throne and gave an order, and the huge machine of the Ming Sect General Altar instantly operated, and the disciples with excellent swords hanging from their waists gathered in the order. When Zhao Zhijing came to the foot of the mountain, a team of thousands of Mingjiao disciples had gathered at the foot of the mountain, everyone had a tall war horse by their side, Zhao Zhijing saw the thousands of war horses in front of him, and a sadness crossed in his heart, thinking that he was the big disciple of the world's largest sect Quanzhen Sect, and when he went down the mountain to practice, his mount was a donkey, which was really detrimental to his fairy-like temperament, and he later gave it to Mo Chou in Zhongnan Mountain, and I don't know what happened to his little black.

Thinking about it, Zhao Zhijing turned over and sat on his war horse, waved his hand, the team of thousands of people was in, under the leadership of Zhao Zhijing, with a wave of the horsewhip, the horse's hooves flew in an instant, and the dust was flying, bidding farewell to the bright top of the Kunlun Mountain, the general altar of Mingjiao, the diameter of which was facing