Mount Tai Jade Emperor.

The golden clouds are shining.

For some reason, red clouds could be vaguely seen in the golden clouds.

The red clouds were like blood.

"The sky is full of golden clouds and red clouds are on the head. It seems that the Linshan Sword Sect has great luck."

"Yes, the old master came to bless him in person, which shows that the Linshan Sword Sect is really extraordinary."

"It's reasonable!"

"Why, I feel that the red cloud in the golden cloud is a bit strange? It appears here, as if it does not represent good luck."

"Yes, I feel so, its appearance is more like a disaster of blood."

On stage.

The old master finished his congratulations.

The banquet officially began.

The real person in Daohu was blushed.

Because the old master agreed to come, the monks from all over the world came one after another.

Not many of them really want to come to congratulate Linshan Sword Sect.

Most of them follow the old master.

"God Master, please take your seat."

"good."

The old master smiled and looked up at the sky as he walked towards his seat.

The red clouds in the golden clouds were so dazzling.

"Boy, are you really going to make trouble here?"

The old master smiled and shook his head, narrowing his eyes swept towards the distance.

There were many strong people in the guests' banquet.

"Boy, it's a bit troublesome to do something here..."

Just when the old master sat down and everyone raised their glasses together, and before they could drink it.

In the audience, a monk who raised his glass suddenly felt his lips a little wet.

He was about to say if the wine glass was leaking.

Suddenly I felt that the little wetness was not the smell of wine.

It was mixed with a hint of fishy smell...it seemed to be blood!

Just then.

A black shadow fell on the ground.

A huge bird appeared in the sky, and a red-crowned crane rushed over.

Bang bang bang bang!

Several corpses were thrown from high altitude by a red-crowned crane and fell heavily on the field!

Everyone stood up.

No one knows what's going on?

Send the body?

Who is so bold that he makes trouble while there are old masters and many bigwigs in the world of cultivation.

"Who is causing trouble!"

Daohu roared.

He clasped his hands and unsheathed the Tai'an sword, which was sacrificed, came directly into his hands.

"Yes, the red-crowned crane under the monster reviewer."

"Yes, that's right, it's the red-crowned crane. I've seen it before when I was Yingke Peak!"

Xiaoqiong nodded. She could see it with her own eyes, so she could recognize it.

"Yes, it's the monster reviewer."

After seeing everyone saying that this is the monster reviewer.

Daohu's real person's face looked even more ugly.

He held the Tai'an Sword's hand and continued to overflow the sword energy.

"Monster Reviewer, aren't you going to give an explanation?"

A buzzing sound.

Daohu raised his sword, and the tip of the sword pointed to the red-crowned crane in the sky: "My Linshan Sword Sect regards you as a distinguished guest, please come to attend the ceremony and let you choose one in the treasure house as a thank you. And you,

Is this how I treat my Linshan Sword Sect?!"

Daohu's cultivation is not low.

Under the noses of fellow Taoists, if he had no temper at all, then wouldn’t it be better to say that any of you can step on my head and shit?

"Master Wu!"

Before Chen Xian can speak.

During the banquet, a middle-aged man suddenly stood up and strode toward the corpses thrown by the red-crowned crane.

Among this corpse, there is a human pillar that is particularly eye-catching.

It just so happened that he was the guest of the Wang family, Wu Qi.

"And I, my disciple of the Wang family..."

"Wait, isn't that clothing from my Murong family?"

Among the crowd, another person recognized the clothes these corpses were wearing.

Run over immediately.

After counting, they found that these corpses were actually disciples of the Wang family and the Murong family.

"Damn it!"

"Monster Reviewer, you're looking for death!"

People from the two major families were furious.

Daohu was confused.

Are they all from the Wang family and the Murong family?

In this way, Chen Xian was not here to cause trouble for their Linshan Sword Sect.

Since he figured out what was going on, Daohu's attitude was no longer as tough as before.

"Why did the monster reviewer bring the corpses of the disciples of the two major families? Could it be that they were killed?"

Daohu also wants to explain to Chen Xian.

It doesn't matter if you kill people, these people are not very strong.

But it is a bit too much to make a person a human pillar.

And it was thrown here in public.

In the world of cultivation, most of the sects, basically half of them come to participate in the Taishan Conference.

Isn’t this a blow to the Wang family and the Murong family?

Still took off his shoes and took the soles of the shoes to suck.

"No."

Above the red-crowned crane.

Chen Xian stood quietly.

"I'll kill these people!"

As soon as this is said.

The audience was shocked.

"This is too domineering!"

"Domineering? This is called stupidity! The head of the Murong family is in seclusion and has not come in person. He appointed the second elder of the four Xuanming patterns in the clan to come in person!"

"Yes, although the head of the Wang family has not shown up, it is understandable that the head of the Wang family is running around with his son, wanting to cure the broken wings. But even so, the people sent by the Wang family are still in Xuanming San's cultivation.
To be continued...