Chapter 457 Wanmo Mountain

Several people beside him looked at each other when they heard this, and they couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Could this Shunfengzi say the truth?

Several people were about to ask, but their bodies suddenly tensed. In the ripples of space, they stepped out of it, and their eyes fell calmly on the people.

But in the eyes of Shunfengzi and others, being locked by this gaze seemed to be like the sky and the earth collapsed, and the entire space was about to collapse.

"I have some questions to ask about. You just need to speak and don't hide it, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."

Xiao Chen spoke, his voice slightly sarcastic.

Shunfengzi was soaked in cold sweat, and he barely responded, and did not dare to hesitate at all.

Xiao Chen nodded with satisfaction, his momentum was slightly relaxed, and Ma San suddenly escaped from the extremely depressing atmosphere, breathed heavily, but his face looked even more awe-inspiring.

"I ask you, what I said before is that there is a news that the Zixiao Sect will not fall into the position of the monks in charge, but is it true?"

Ma San carefully swallowed his mouth and bowed respectfully, "I dare not hide it from it for seniors. This matter is absolutely true. I can guarantee it with my juniors."

Xiao Chen nodded. Ma San was shocked by him just now and should not dare to tell lies.

Don't fall into a monk?

Xiao Chen frowned slightly. It seemed that this muddy water was not simple.

He frowned slightly and asked again: "Why are the two sects fighting in the mountains of Wanmo Sect you just said?"

"Report to senior, Zixiao Sect besieged the mountain gate of Wanmo Sect for more than ten days without success. The Jimo Temple coordinated it. In the end, the two sides reached an agreement. The two sects fought and decided to win and lose!"

"The loser must unconditionally agree to the winner with one condition and transfer half of the sect's territory to the other party's sect."

Shunfengzi spoke without realizing Xiao Chen's murderous intent, and his voice became much more stable.

Xiao Chen frowned. It seemed that many more accidents had occurred during the two days of travel.

The Jimo Palace secretly joined forces with the Zixiao Sect. The monks of the Wanmo Sect didn't know that they would suffer.

Without further ado, you can only arrive at the fastest speed, which may prevent some things from happening.

A cold light flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes, and he turned around and took a step forward, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

The Wanmo Sect is the Wanmo Mountain in the mountain gate. This mountain is thousands of feet high and thousands of miles away. It is black all over, and it has a fierce aura. Ordinary monks have not yet approached it, but have been intimidated by the momentum of this mountain, and then they feel awe.

The Wanmo Sect has been passed down for nearly ten thousand years, and its strength is strong and unfathomable. The Wanmo Mountain Sutra has been sacrificed and refined by countless generations of disciples, and the entire mountain has turned into a huge magic weapon. There are restrictions on it and there are many secrets. Once it is opened with all its strength, it has unlimited power.

At present, Zixiao Sect besieged Wanmo Sect. It is precisely because of this formation that Zixiao Sect is afraid of attacking with rats and is afraid of attacking hard, so that it can last for more than ten days without any hindrance.

Today, in front of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, no less than tens of thousands of monks gathered.

When the Wanmo Sect and the Zixiao Sect are all top forces in Beizhou. If the two fight, one will be injured. The winner will definitely become the real overlord of Beizhou.

Such a grand event naturally attracted countless monks to come and witness such historical moments.

The Zixiao Sect's headquarters was full of tents, and at first glance there were thousands of people. It could be said that they came out in full swing and fought with all their might.

In this tent group, there is a gorgeous and huge tent, which is where the sect leader of Zixiao Sect and the senior executives of the elders are located.

At this moment, Zixiao Sect Master Wen Daozi sat in the first place, and there was a black-robed monk standing side by side. His breath was not converging at all, but everyone's eyes swept over, and it was filled with awe, which was obviously very difficult.

On both sides of the lower head, twelve elders of Zixiao Sect sat down with a rigorous expression and a stern and slaughtering.

Wen Daozi's eyes flashed slightly and he said respectfully: "Senior Mu, the strength of Wanmo Sect is unfathomable. To be fair, there is still a gap between me, Zixiao Sect and me. If I hadn't been in charge, I would never have provoked today's dispute."

"So today, please give me the best of you. I will definitely help us win. The Zixiao Sect is grateful."

After saying that, he was respectful and polite, and his voice was sincere.

Beside him, the black-robed monk laughed softly, "The Master Wen doesn't have to say anything and test it. Since I chose to take action, I will naturally be sure to win."

"If our Zhongzhou forces were not allowed to take action at will, there would be no need for such trouble. Just ask for it."

"After winning, you and I will get what you need. I only have that thing, half of the territory, belongs to Zixiao Sect."

Wen Daozi felt a little relieved. Even if an old fox like him was pointed out by someone, he would not be embarrassed.

The moment chuckled and said nothing more.

"Sect Master, there is not much time left. Should we set off?" A monk walked into the tent, bent his knees and bowed respectfully.

Wen Daozi's eyes lit up, and a bit of fiery color flashed across.

"Elders, I, Zixiao Sect, have endured for many years, and now I finally have the opportunity to defeat the Wanmo Sect!"

"From today, this Beizhou will respect my Zixiao Sect. I will repay all the shame back then!"

He spoke low, like a roar.

"Set off!"

Wen Daozi stood up, dressed in rushing clothes, leading the elders behind him out of the tent, looking down at him, and stepping on the void and heading straight for the Wanmo Mountain.

As for the old man in black robe, his figure did not appear.

There were strange peaks around Wanmo Mountain. At this moment, there were monks standing there. They noticed the changes in Zixiao Sect. They all looked slightly moved. They woke up from the meditation, stood up and looked at them, and their eyes were filled with awe.

Headed by Wen Daozi, the thirteenth Yuanying of Zixiao Sect stepped on the void, his clothes flew, and his breath was obscure in his body, causing the void to tremble, the strong wind rose, the sky was gloomy, and it was about to rain.

At the same time, thousands of Zixiao monks on the ground moved forward silently, gathering a major trend and soaring into the sky.

Like a fierce tiger, it has the power to swallow mountains and rivers.

The Ten Thousand Demons Mountain, the ban is opened, the dark mountain is shining with aura, and the demonic energy is churning. In silence, it is like a mainstay, exuding a heavy aura, and it cannot be destroyed.

Within the ban, there were many monks of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, all wearing black clothes, with a cold face, eyes turned, and murderous intent flashed.

At this moment, as Lingxiao Sect moves, the two are swaying each other, and a sensation suddenly gathers on the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain.

A stream of pure demonic energy emanates from the body of every disciple of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, entangled and merged with each other, forming a demon cloud, rolling, as if it was about to condense into a monster and devour sentient beings, and it was evil.

The two are converging in general, and the void is in a fierce state.

This time, countless monks of the two sects gathered their spiritual thoughts. Although they were invisible and intangible, their power should not be underestimated.

The strong wind blew, stirring the storm.

The leader of the Wanmo Sect, Li Chitian, had no expression on his face, carried his hands on his back, his eyes firmly, and he did not dodge at all.

Although he did not say anything, he had a swaying and arrogant trend that emanated from his body and spread around him, making people feel unaware of awe.

"Elders, in today's battle, you won't be defeated. Even if my Wanmo Sect fights to the last one, I will never admit defeat."

"This time, you can follow me and kill the end of your head!"

The tone is calm and heroic, which makes people excited.

"Swear to follow the sect leader and kill all the foreign enemies!"

The fifteenth elder suddenly shouted softly, his murderous intent broke his body and rushed into the sky.

The general trend on the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain is now turbulent and has reached its peak.

Li Chitian raised his head, looked loud, and took a step forward, and the fifteenth elder followed and stepped out of the ban.

Today, both sides swore bloody vows, using the mountain top as the battlefield, and the two sects fought bloody battles.
Chapter completed!