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Crane Ziyun was dressed in a white robe, with a childish face, standing alone on the top of Wanhe Mountain, looking into the distance, with a resolute face and melancholy eyes, he murmured: "Wu Fengyu, you are still so ruthless!"

"Ahem~!" Heziyun's face turned pale for a while, but he still endured it, glanced at the various crane clans all over the mountains, and sighed secretly, "They are just a group of children, but you sent them into the mouth of the tiger, you are really ruthless!"

"Ahem~!"

"Ahem~!" Crane Ziyun coughed a series of ways, and the five Foundation Building Realm Crane Demons behind him looked at Crane Ziyun with concern, their eyes full of anxiety, because they had heard that countless human beings had come to Wanhe Mountain one after another, and Wanhe Mountain would not be at peace at that time.

"Ahem~!" He Ziyun looked at the human warriors who broke into Wanhe Mountain, his eyes were full of hatred and resentment, "Back then, I was kind enough to save your life, but you want our Crane Clan to be your human slaves! You, damn it! I hate! I hate that I shouldn't save you! I hate that I can't kill you! I hate it!"

"Ahem~!"

"Ahem~~~~!"

"Ahem~~!"

He Ziyun covered his mouth, with an angry look on his face, looking at the demon clan and the crane clan who died one after another, and the hatred in his eyes deepened.

Although the vast majority of the Crane Clan had already gathered behind Crane Ziyun, there were still hundreds of ordinary Crane Clans and Acquired Realm Crane Clans who were still fighting the humans there.

In order to survive, there is no choice but to fight!

He Ziyun didn't want to be an enemy of humans, let alone go to war, but now he was forced to do it!

Turning his head, Heziyun looked to the east, and through the cloud barriers, Heziyun seemed to see seven figures, each of which exuded a trace of coercion, which was daunting: "The Seven Golden Pill Immortals?"

Seven Golden Pill Immortals!

In addition to a bitter smile in Heziyun's heart, only sadness and helplessness remained: "Without strong strength, our Crane Clan can only be reduced to the mount of humans, sad!"

Turning his head, Heziyun looked at the human warriors, qi refiners, and Zhuji Zhenren who were constantly entering Wanhe Mountain, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Today, if you dare to destroy my Wanhe Mountain lineage, in the future, Snow Carp Island will definitely sink in the East China Sea!"

A vein of Wanhe Mountain?

Yes, the crane clan in the world is a family!

Now, the Ten Thousand Beast Immortals wanted to destroy Ten Thousand Crane Mountain, but they didn't think about what kind of disaster he would face after destroying Ten Thousand Crane Mountain.

At a glance, Heziyun clearly classified them: "The Xianmen faction, the Xiancun faction, the scattered cultivation faction, the sect without the door and the faction fishing in troubled waters;

Blue Dragon Flag?

Gantry?

He Ziyun looked at the mighty three thousand Innate Realm martial artists with some disbelief, especially the foundation building real people of the Eight Great Foundation Building Realms Great Perfection behind them, and the vague figure sitting in the Qinglong Dragon Sedan chair: "Who is he?"

At this moment, Heziyun was unprecedentedly dignified, even if he knew that Wanhe Mountain would cease to exist, he had never been so dignified, but now it was extremely dignified.

"Buzz~!"

Suddenly, the vague figure opened its eyes, and Heziyun's body trembled involuntarily, his body tilted, and he was almost on one knee, his forehead was drenched in cold sweat, staring at the vague figure in shock, and a storm broke out in his heart: "Who is he? Who is he? What kind of person is he? What a powerful dragon might! No, it is stronger than the dragon power of the cyan dragon in the East China Sea! When did such a strong man appear in Snow Carp Island!"

At this moment, He Ziyun clenched his fists, he already felt that he was locked by the vague figure spiritual sense, and the spiritual sense transmitted, "Who are you?"

"Crane Immortal?" said in a flat, curious voice.

"Yes, I am the Crane Immortal in the mouth of your humans! However, I have my own name, my name is Crane Ziyun!" Crane Ziyun let go of his palm.

"Crane clouds?" questioning voice.

"Yes, I'm Heziyun, the patriarch of the Ten Thousand Crane Mountain!" He Ziyun looked at the three thousand Innate Realm martial artists who came in disbelief.

"What do you have to do with the Ten Thousand Beast Immortals?" said in a cold voice.

"Ten Thousand Beast Immortals?" He Ziyun was stunned for a moment, and then his spiritual sense said, "Wu Fengyu? Hmph, he is a snob, he should be killed!"

"Wu Fengyu?" seemed to be confused.

"Yes, the Ten Thousand Beast Immortal in the mouth of human beings, his original name is Wu Fengyu! If I hadn't saved his life back then, he would have died a long time ago, and he would not have occupied the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain and created a huge Ten Thousand Beast Immortal Village!"

"Ha, what a big resentment! It seems that you want him to be the protector of your Crane Clan? Unfortunately, there is no fool in the world! Even a dog will bite his master from time to time, not to mention that he is an immortal cultivator who can control beasts!"

"What do you want?" He Ziyun stared at the Qinglong dragon sedan chair with some uncertainty.

"Two choices!"

"What?"

"First, enter the Dragon Gate!"

"Longmen, what do you mean?" Heziyun's expression changed, and he stared gloomily at the Qinglong Dragon Sedan chair.

"Don't worry, when you enter the Dragon Gate, the Crane Clan is equal to the status of human beings, and all the races in the world are one family, aren't they?"

"All the races in the world, this is a family?" He Ziyun was slightly stunned, his eyelids jumped wildly and stared at the Qinglong Dragon Sedan chair, and his spiritual sense said, "What a big breath! Although I can't see your face clearly, I also know that you only have the cultivation of the second layer of the Foundation Realm! The cultivation of the second layer of the Foundation Realm, you have such a big breath, you are really confident!"

"Self-confidence? haha, if you don't have self-confidence, how can you talk about the future!If you don't have self-confidence, why do you have to come here to Snow Carp Island? If you don't have self-confidence, why do you have to call yourself a deity? If you don't have self-confidence, why do you have to create a dragon gate? If you don't have self-confidence, why do you have to come here?"

"Hmph, what do you want?" He Ziyun stared vigilantly at the Qinglong Dragon Sedan chair that had already reached the foot of Wanhe Mountain.

"Second, you die, they stay!" said in a cold voice.

"Hmph, you're really confident!There are a lot of people who want me to die, but unfortunately, so far, no Jindan Immortal has been able to kill me!" said Crane Ziyun's cold spiritual sense.

"So, do you want your Wanhe Mountain to be wiped out?"

"Hmph, that depends on whether you have that strength!" He Ziyun said angrily.

"Ha, good! good!" said a fierce voice.

"Huh?" He Ziyun frowned, staring at the foot of Wanhe Mountain, because he found that since the arrival of the Qinglong Dragon Sedan chair, whether it was the Xianmen faction, the Xiancun faction, or the Sanxiu faction, they all stopped fighting and looked at the Qinglong Dragon Sedan chair in unison.

Wanhe Mountain, at the foot of the mountain.

Dozens of Zhuji real people, hundreds of qi refiners, and countless martial artists looked at the extremely arrogant Qinglong Dragon Sedan chair with frowns, but none of them stepped forward to provoke.

"Roar~!"

"Whew~!"

"Huh~!"

"Huh~!"

Thousands of demon beasts roared, staring at the humans on the opposite side viciously, their eyes full of hatred and resentment. The first to bear the brunt is naturally the extremely arrogant Zhang Li.

"What a big resentment!" The corners of Zhang Li's mouth curled slightly, and the dragon god in the mud pill palace opened his eyes, and the black resentment that was almost invisible to the naked eye was sucked into the dragon eye one after another, and was absorbed by the dragon god, strengthening this dragon god.

In order to survive, the human race and the demon race are in turmoil, and the resentment has accumulated from generation to generation, which is very huge and amazing, even the immortals do not dare to anger these demon clans who already have some wisdom at will, because the huge resentment power is enough to make them doomed, regress in cultivation, and even die unexpectedly.

Now, countless Terran powerhouses are besieging Wanhe Mountain, and the demon clan of Wanhe Mountain naturally rose up to resist, and the resentment hidden in the blood caused them to burst out with unprecedented destructive power, killing countless people, and the anger, evil spirit, and murderous aura shrouded the entire Wanhe Mountain, which further promoted the resentment of the demon clan to be more vigorous.

Thousands of hostilities, thousands of resentful thoughts, almost the moment the Qinglong dragon sedan chair appeared, it was entangled with Zhang Li.

"Huhu~!"

A stream of black resentment enveloped Zhang Li, and Zhang Li's brows were clustered, because he saw these resentment gases, and also saw some resentful spirits who died in battle, and said secretly: "Zhuji Zhenren? I see! Only by laying the foundation can we enter the Immortal Dao and see things that ordinary people can't see!"

Zhang Li looked at it, and the entire Wanhe Mountain was shrouded in black clouds and blood clouds, which were all signs of war and catastrophe: "It seems that the deity shouldn't have come here!" Zhang Li regretted a little.

However, the matter has come to this point, and Zhang Li can no longer retreat.

Looking up, Zhang Li looked at the eastern sky, through a pair of divine eyes of the Dragon God, Zhang Li also saw the seven figures through the cloud barriers, but they were far away from the Ten Thousand Crane Mountain, not shrouded in the ominous clouds: "Hmph! What a Ten Thousand Beast Immortals! You are ruthless enough! Do you want to profit from the fisherman? Hmph, let's see!"

"Where are the Nine Great Banner Masters?!" Zhang Li said.

Nine Banner Masters?

Zhao Yan, the three iron-blooded brothers and Meng Fan's master and apprentice turned their heads to look at Shangguan Ming's nine people, Shangguan Ming's nine people were slightly stunned when they saw this, and immediately felt: "Meet the dragon head!"

Zhang Li glanced at the respectful Shangguan Ming nine people through the Qinglong dragon sedan chair, and said with a slight smile: "Very good! The three major escort teams open the way, after the nine of you are broken, those who dare to disobey the rules will be killed!"

Zhao Yan, Iron Blood, and Meng Fan said respectfully: "Wow!"

Shangguan Ming and the nine people said respectfully: "Oh!"

Zhang Li sat down and ordered, "Let's go, go to the top of Wanhe Mountain!"

Zhao Yangao shouted: "Huh." Let's go!"

"Drink~!"

The eight innate realm warriors lifted the green dragon sedan chair, and the three thousand innate realm warriors guarded the green dragon dragon sedan chair, holding their blades, step by step towards the grinning and fierce demon beast group.

"Qiang Qiang~!"

Shangguan Ming's nine people also pulled out their respective famous blades at the same time, and fiercely stared at the disciples of the Xianmen faction, the Xiancun faction, and the scattered cultivation faction who dared to take a step.

"Stomp~!"

The green dragon dragon sedan chair was moving forward, guarded by three thousand innate realm martial artists, but the demon beast group was retreating step by step, staring at them fiercely. (To be continued.) )