At this time, Zhao Sheng's eyes flickered slightly, and he was a little undecided whether to inform the other party about the cross-border teleportation array.

Patriarch Xueyao seemed to see his hesitation, so he said: "Little friend, think about it slowly, I have been waiting for a thousand years, and I am not in a hurry. When you think about it clearly, you will tell me. It will take decades or hundreds of years."

, I can afford to wait."

Zhao Sheng was surprised that a True Lord of Divine Transformation had such a low attitude.

Seeing this situation, his thoughts changed quickly and he asked tentatively: "Senior, if I can wait a few more decades, as long as I handle the matter, I will tell you the truth. I think I won't let you down!"

"Haha, with what you said, little friend, I can't afford to wait for just a few decades. In this case, we are committed!"

As a great master in the field of divination and fortune-telling, Patriarch Xiaoyao firmly believes in the theory of five fortunes, five virtues and five calamities. Therefore, unless it is absolutely necessary, he is generally unwilling to offend someone like Zhao Sheng who is obviously blessed with great fortune and karma.

"Okay, it's a deal!" Zhao Sheng nodded with certainty.

Half a month later, a pitch-black saucer speeded in from the depths of the void. After slowly squeezing into the boundary membrane, it quickly fell into the atmosphere like a meteor. Directly below was a vast and huge continent.

…

During the daytime season, on the seventh day of March, there are two days in the sky and no clouds in the sky.

On this day, the towering Huangtian Peak was bustling with people. Thick crowds of pilgrims and believers lined up from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain. From a distance, the dense mass looked like a giant dragon climbing up Huangtian Peak.

As noon approaches, the sun becomes hotter and the temperature soars. Accompanied by bursts of loud and solemn chanting, a large amount of incense smoke fills the mountain temple, and the billowing heat wave brings yellow smoke clouds rising into the sky, taking away the

The prayers and good wishes of countless believers.

On the day of worship that happens every seven days, the Huangtian believers at Qianshanmen have been busy since early morning, trying their best to welcome the devout believers who come from all directions.

In recent decades, even though the Huangtian Sect has developed into the largest force in the human race, and there are many monks and masters in the sect, it has still not been able to change many of the "bad habits" established in the early years.

One of them is the grand worship day held once every seven days. Every time after the temple gate is opened, the lower-level believers are miserable and exhausted.

Of course, the complaints and dissatisfaction of the lower-level believers did not reach the ears of the upper-level people at all.

Since ancient times, the joys and sorrows between people have not been the same at all.

As the leader of the Huangtian Sect, Dao Zhan has always been aloof, like an immortal Buddha standing in the clouds, overlooking the vast number of living beings, but not caring about the happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy of all living beings.

At this moment, in the Huangtian Temple in the back mountain, the leader of the Huangtian cult, wearing a gorgeous robe, was sitting on the altar, looking indifferently at the people kneeling and bowing their heads below.

Waves of extremely flattering compliments kept reaching Dao Zhan's ears, but they made him feel more and more irritated and bored.

"Huh!" Dao Zhan became more and more impatient as he listened, and couldn't help snorting coldly.

Suddenly, there was silence in the hall!

Dao Zhan looked at the trembling officiating elders below, and while feeling irritated, he couldn't help but feel proud.

He has been in power for nearly two hundred years, and the whole church has been shaped like an iron barrel by him. Any dissident forces will be swept out early, and all those who are dissatisfied and dissatisfied will be killed.

However, there is only one big worry, which still makes the sword fight feel like bones are stuck in the throat, like thorns piercing the back, and like sitting on pins and needles!

In the past few days, he once again failed to refine the mountain and wild rhinoceros.

Feeling the extremely powerful spiritual imprint in Huangxi's body, Dao Zhan felt extremely irritated and couldn't help but want to get angry.

"Get out!" Dao Zhan suppressed his anger and yelled at the people below in disgust.

"Here!" The golden elixir chief priests, as if they had been granted amnesty, bowed respectfully and turned into streams of light and flew out of the hall.

snort!

Seeing this scene, Dao Zhan's eyes were cold and stern, and he couldn't help but snorted again.

The next moment, a large dazzling flame suddenly burst out from the altar. The flames flashed away, and when I looked again, there was no figure of the sword fight in the hall.

The Black King's Cave is dark and deep, and the rich spiritual energy is faintly condensed into clouds, lingering around the central nine-story high platform. At this time, a scaly beast as big as a mountain is lying quietly on the high platform, as if it is in a deep sleep.

At this moment, a ball of fire rushed in from the entrance of the cave, flashed across thousands of feet of void, and landed on the high platform, the fire light soaring into the sky.

Suddenly, the fire light dispersed.

Fighting with swords and riding on the waves of fire, he walked up to the Huangshan Huangxi in a dragon-like and tiger-like manner, looking up at this huge beast.

After watching it for a while, he suddenly made a secret with both hands, and the mysterious light flickered between his fingers, intending to try to refine the beast again.

At this moment, Dao Zhan's body suddenly stiffened, and the mysterious light between his fingers dissipated.

Da da da!

At this time, a clear sound of footsteps suddenly came from below the high platform, and someone was climbing up the stairs.

Dao Zhan's expression was stiff, and he slowly turned around, just in time to see the nightmare buried deep in his heart walking up to the high platform step by step.

Zhao Sheng walked slowly about ten feet away and looked at this person with a smile on his face, but he never spoke.

pressure!

An unimaginable pressure surged into Dao Zhan's heart.

Although he has imagined countless reunions over the years, he has also imagined countless ways to get rid of the nightmare in his heart.

But when the man actually walked up to him, Dao Zhan was only filled with fear, and all his previous ambitions and struggles were completely forgotten.

Those who resist will die!

If you take action, you will die!

If you don't obey, you will die!

Looking into those pair of extremely deep eyes, Dao Zhan suddenly showed an ugly smile, raised his hands high above his head, bent his body deeply, and sang: "Subordinate Dao Zhan, see the Lord!"

However, what awaited him was a long period of dead silence.

Dao Zhan's heart became more and more frightened, because the man's aura suddenly exploded infinitely, becoming extremely majestic in an instant, like a vast ocean.

Zhao Sheng deliberately ignored him for a while, until he saw the cold sweat on his forehead, he said lightly: "No courtesy!"

The sword fight was like listening to fairy music. He quickly stood up straight, hung his hands on both sides, and lowered his head to show respect.

At the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had escaped a catastrophic disaster.

Zhao Sheng saw that this man was very knowledgeable about current affairs, so he put his original thoughts aside for the time being.

He has been away from the Huangtian Sect for nearly two hundred years. The sword fight will inevitably give rise to the ambition to usurp the religion and seize the throne. This is human nature and is not surprising at all.

But what made Zhao Shengsheng take a look at this person was that Dao Zhan was obviously very ambitious, and he was successfully promoted to Nascent Soul, and his strength increased countless times compared to before.

This person actually didn't resist at all when he saw him coming back, which surprised him.

"Come out!"

As soon as these words were spoken, a ball of black energy suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of the two of them.

The next second, the black energy continued to surge. Ancestor Yan Mo walked out of the depths of the black energy with a smile on his face, walked to Zhao Sheng's side, bowed to him, and said, "Blessings, Your Majesty."

The astonishing coercion exuded by the ancestor of Yama Mo made the sword fight tremble with fear.

With just one glance, he already recognized the identity of the person coming.

Ancestor Yan Mo is a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage of the Corpse Mushroom clan. He was once a powerful figure in the Nine Demon Continent, and his reputation has not faded to this day.

How can I not recognize the sword fight?

However, the Lord can make the great monk Yama Mo be so respectful, one can imagine how unfathomable the Lord's strength is!

At this moment, Dao Zhan was extremely grateful for his "choice" just now.

In the next few days, the Lei Peng ancestors of the Lei Peng clan and the Kong Kong ancestors of the Guan Shu clan came to the Black King Cave one after another to pay homage to the Lord.

Witnessing all this with my own eyes, I was so horrified by the sword fight that I couldn't help but feel scared. I immediately suppressed all my ambitions and unwillingness to the deepest part of my heart, not daring to have any other thoughts.

At this time, he truly realized why the development of the Huangtian Sect in the past hundred years has always been smooth sailing, and why the two major alien races have repeatedly taken the initiative to give in. It turned out that it was not because of his cleverness, but because of the Lord's gift.

After thinking about it, Dao Zhan worked harder and harder and did not dare to neglect the Lord's instructions.

After returning to Huangtian Sect, Zhao Sheng designated a forbidden area in the back mountain and settled Zhao Zhenhai and other Zhao clan members here.

They have to adapt here for a period of time, and only after they have learned the local language and become familiar with the humanities, geography, customs and customs of the Nine Demons Continent will they officially start the mission.

Three days flew by in a blink of an eye.

On this day, the Black King Cave was shrouded in layers of colorful barriers, blocking outside prying eyes.

On the high platform in the cave, Huangshan Huangxi continued to sleep. Zhao Sheng sat cross-legged at the top, and on his left and right sat the four great Nascent Souls of Yan Mo, Lei Peng, Xing Kong, and the Nine Ancestor Zhao Zhenhai.

After a cup of tea, Zhao Sheng stopped talking and glanced at the two of them.

Ancestor Yan Mo already knew the inside story, and of course he was not as horrified as Ancestor Xing Kong.

"Lord, you...are you really saying that you can pull the Blood God down from the sky? This...this should be very difficult to do!" The pointed-headed, rat-eyed ancestor's little eyes twitched around.

, couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and asked hesitantly.

Even if he heard it once with his own ears, Ancestor Xingkong still found it extremely difficult to believe how anyone in this world could still dream of destroying the Blood God.

The Blood God is high above, just like the eternal law of heaven, which lasts forever. How can a mortal rebel against the heaven!

"Yes. Please think twice, my lord!" Ancestor Lei Peng quickly echoed.

"Humph, are you going to teach me how to do things?" When Zhao Sheng heard this, his expression suddenly changed and he looked at the two of them.

"Don't dare, don't dare! I definitely don't dare." Ancestor Xiankong was startled. He felt that the inner demon curse deep in his soul seemed to be about to move, and he immediately waved his hands and shouted with panic on his face.
To be continued...