In the fifteenth year of Zhang Peng's retreat, an unnamed island shrouded in layers of black fog, with birds singing and fragrant flowers, and rows of beautifully built pavilions and pavilions standing all over the island, and one or two colorful cranes flying by from time to time dressed it up like a fairyland.

At this time, in the center of the island, in the most beautifully built and huge attic, more than a dozen people in different costumes were sitting together, with gloomy faces and not knowing what they were discussing.

Outside the attic, a layer of fiery red condensed light shrouded the attic from top to bottom, and there was not even a single mosquito within a radius of three miles.

"Black old monster, didn't you swear to the old man that Donghua Immortal Pavilion would appear in the first two years? A thin old man with a gloomy face and a wisp of a sheep's beard stared at a black-robed middle-aged man opposite him with an unkind expression and said sarcastically.

"Hmph, if you are only here today to laugh at the old man, then you can go home and wait now. Hearing this, the Black Demon Lord snorted coldly, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he sneered at each other with a slight opening of his lips and teeth.

"Hmph, the black old monster is here now, don't be embarrassed.

You must know that the matter of Donghua has been prepared for many years by a few of our old guys, and how much it has cost, including the hopes of all of us here. If you don't give us an explanation today, this matter will not be good. ”

The old monster of Qingyang was provoked by the words of his black demon lord, and suddenly a trace of abnormal blood red appeared on his originally dark face.

He snorted angrily and was about to attack, but his eyes rolled and he laughed in his heart, although it was a threatening way that immediately raised everyone's intentions.

"Confess. Why does this demon lord give you an explanation, Qingyang blames you for thinking too much of yourself. You really think this is your Qingyang Island. The Black Demon Lord let out a sneer, his eyes narrowed, and he still sneered lightly.

As for Qingyang's threat, he didn't pay any attention to it. After all, when they reach their level, how can they be threatened with just a few words.

"Good, good, good. I haven't seen you for a few years, but I have grown a lot of temper, I think it must be that your bullshit Xuanyue Demon Yin Gong has grown, today this ancestor wants to have a good lesson. ”

Qingyang Ancestor said hello three times with a gloomy face, and then the person stood up for some reason, the blue light on his body flashed, and the majestic spiritual pressure in his body struck towards the Black Demon Lord unscrupulously, obviously looking like he was about to do it.

However, at the moment when the Qingyang spiritual pressure swept out, a golden light swept by, and the spiritual pressure of the Qingyang Ancestor was intercepted in an instant.

And with a flash of gold. Against the spiritual pressure of the Qingyang Ancestor, he instantly rushed towards him.

Qingyang Ancestor immediately stepped back two or three steps in a row, his face flashed blue several times before his body stopped steadily.

Seeing this, a middle-aged man with a beard wearing a golden robe and an imperial crown stared at him, looked at the Black Demon Lord and the Qingyang Old Monster with an ugly face, and said in a deep voice:

"What's the noise, I don't even see Donghua's shadow now. The two of you want to fight, don't you take me, the elder of the alliance, in your eyes. I still want to give the opportunity to Mu Zhenzi's self-righteous old guys. ”

Hearing this, taken by the cultivation of the old monster of Tianmu, the Black Demon Lord and the Qingyang Ancestor naturally did not speak out against it boringly, but they both looked at each other and snorted coldly, so they closed their eyes and didn't know what they were thinking.

"By the way, the words of the green sheep are not unreasonable. Now here are the days and divination that you know best. This time, Donghua Immortal Pavilion has not seen its trace for a long time, what is the reason for this, I want to know better than you who are here. ”

An old man in a green shirt with a very tall figure and a baby-like face laughed dryly, and then continued the topic of the Qingyang Ancestor in a relaxed tone.

"You ask me about this, who am I going to ask?" the Black Demon Lord didn't lift his eyelids. He bluntly refused.

"You" The old man in the green shirt raised his eyebrows, his eyes widened, and his body immediately stood up in anger with a crackling sound, and he was about to start again.

Seeing this, Tianmu Zhenjun immediately waved his hand to signal the old man in green shirt to sit down, and how could he himself staring at the Black Demon Lord with a burst of golden light, and said gloomily:

"I heard that you collected a firebird left over from antiquity three hundred years ago, right, and now you are still fighting with us in the nest, do you want to follow them one by one in another hundred years?" Or do you want to swallow the treasure alone?"

When Hei Sha heard this, his heart jumped suddenly, this Tianmu old monster was really well-informed, and even such a secret thing was known to him. Then he could no longer keep his eyes calm for a while, and said with a slight calm face:

Brother Tianmu laughed, more than three hundred years ago, the demon accidentally got a firebird, but it was not an ancient relic, but just a trace of the bloodline of the ancient Huoluan.

Now that Brother Tianmu has said this, Mo will not worry about some people for the time being. However, there are some things that must be made clear.

The divination is against the sky, and this time for the Donghua Immortal Pavilion, the demon lost five years of life in the divination, so the good things must be counted as one more point for me, and you have no opinion on doing it. The Black Demon Lord's expression was solemn, and then he looked at everyone coldly.

"Count you one more point, you are a good idea, why should you count one point more, I don't agree. Immediately, some people disagreed.

"Okay, Ben Hou is in charge, as long as what you say is true, and you have to continue the follow-up calculations, but the treasures you take out will count you more than half a point, which is the biggest concession for us. ”

To everyone's surprise, Tianmu Zhenjun's eyes narrowed, he took a glass of spiritual wine on the table, and then agreed.

"Half a point, then half a point. The Black Demon Lord glanced at everyone in a flash, and sighed in his heart, thinking that these old guys must have already discussed, this half point is their bottom line, thinking like this, he readily agreed.

"In that case, then the old man, I said it, I think everyone here knows that the last time Donghua Immortal Pavilion was born, Mu Zhenzi's old monsters asked their disciples to carry their thoughts and wanted to sneak in, although they didn't succeed in the end, but they successfully concealed the ban on entering the palace, and I think these old guys know what they know regularly.

And according to the information I consulted, it has been at least nearly a million years since the birth of Donghua Immortal Pavilion has been recorded, so imagine what kind of prohibition can withstand more than a million years without breaking.

And according to the description of the disciples who came back last time, I speculate that what Mu Zhenzi's old monsters regularly asked his disciples to do, it is likely that they inadvertently broke the prohibition of Donghua Immortal Pavilion, which caused this change in Donghua Immortal Pavilion. ”

"This has been said for a long time, but it does not mean that it has not been said. Qingyang Ancestor sarcastically said with a blank eye.

"Hehe, you don't just want to tell us about these useless things and just want to take half a cent of the harvest. Tianmu Zhenjun said with a smile, and said seemingly lightly.

"Brother Tianmu is too worried, how could Mo do such a thing. According to my latest divination, after spending five years of my life, the divination concluded that it would take more than 20 years for Donghua Immortal Pavilion to be born. ”

Hearing that the Black Demon Lord said this, the old monsters looked at each other and began to discuss how to take the treasure again.

And in the same scene, in another sky attic dressed like a fairyland, more than a dozen old monsters such as Mu Zhenzi in the mouth of the Black Demon Lord and others were also sitting in a secret room in the attic and discussing fiercely

Zhang Peng naturally didn't know that the Donghua Immortal Pavilion that he had paid attention to when he came back was being carefully planned by a group of old monsters in the infancy stage at this time, and this time he was sitting in the secret room of the cave mansion quietly cultivating the three turns of the Stacked Spirit Decision.

Spring goes to autumn, and time flies into several years, when the door of the secret room of Zhang Pengdong Mansion is closed until twenty-three years.

On this day, there was a sudden gust of wind and rain in the sky above the Heavenly Sword Sacred Mountain, and then a thick silver arc broke through the sky between the clouds and clouds, and there was a wild dance in the sky above the Heavenly Sword Sacred Mountain.

With the wind, rain and thunder, the aura of heaven and earth within a radius of ten miles was instantly emptied, turning into a five-colored funnel with a diameter of a few miles, and surging down towards a certain cave on the sixty-eighth floor of the holy mountain.

Not only that, but at this time, the aura within a radius of 100 miles seemed to be summoned, and it immediately turned into a little bit of spiritual light and continued to pour into its huge five-color light cluster, making its five-color light cluster continue to grow in size

A day later, a burst of golden light burst into the sky above its holy mountain, and then a six-colored gold bead that was slightly larger than a thumb, mainly red and blue, was born in the huge aura light cluster.

Counting the silver thunder, it slashed over its gold beads, and then the gold beads shook and disappeared into the five-color light cluster along the five-color leak.

The next moment, Zhang Peng roared, and a six-colored gold bead flashed in from the top of his head, and then sank into the entire dantian.

And the five-colored aura that originally enveloped him completely lost its previous gentleness at this time, and poured into his whole body like golden sand.

Zhang Peng only felt a pain all over his body, and then a large amount of black oil suddenly seeped out from his skin, and the bones in his body crackled, and he immediately became thick and dense.

After a comfortable feeling of fluttering immortals like soaring, Zhang Peng only felt that his whole body was light, his skin was crystal light, and immediately a huge spiritual pressure that only belonged to the monks of the Yudan stage spread out from his body unscrupulously.

At this time, after a thick thunderclap in the sky, the golden light that was originally like the sun dimmed, and suddenly the five-colored aura light cluster that was originally floating above the holy mountain immediately collapsed with a "bang".

In less than a few breaths, the originally dense clouds in the sky, and all kinds of visions of wind, rain, thunder and lightning all dissipated in a flash, revealing their original appearance again. (To be continued......)

PS: It's finally over, and the new story and system can finally lift the veil of mystery