A splendid Leiyin Temple stands on the top of the mountain, surrounded by various Buddhist sounds and a light golden color covering the surroundings, like a supreme Buddhist kingdom.
In the dazzling golden light.
In Leiyin Temple, there is a mountain spirit Buddha, wearing a golden cassock and looking calm.
"Our Little Leiyin Temple is about to fight against the invading coalition forces from Jingzhou!"
"If they attack this time, we will definitely wipe out their entire army! Our Jingzhou cultivation world is not someone they can provoke."
"They are bound to lose this battle."
...
Countless mountain spirits discussed it.
In fact, most of the mountain spirits don't know that this is the "Huangquan Holy Sect" and think that it is a small cave in the Buddhist kingdom, their base.
Only the leaders of the ten mountain spirits and the ten great mountain spirit Buddhas knew about this matter.
After all, if more people know about it, the truth may eventually be revealed.
After all, there are billions of people, and there are many people with mixed opinions. Naturally, they dare not reveal that their headquarters is in the Huangquan Demon Sect. If they are exposed, big trouble will happen.
At this time, Tai Di slowly said: "Didn't Qianhua Pavilion, Daogu Sect, and the Tribulation Emperor of Hundred Insect Island take action?"
Another leader spoke: "Jing Tianzi, of course he has a plan. There is no need for them to take action against these intruders."
"On the contrary, I heard that they are now taking the opportunity to blackmail the Demonic Alliance and stand idly by."
"Humph, you actually collaborated with the enemy secretly!"
"Don't think too much. It was His Majesty who asked them to blackmail them. At the very least, their sect will become rich, and our Jingzhou cultivation world will also usher in a sudden wealth."
...
The tenth peak and the fourth peak are facing each other in the distance.
They all discussed before the war.
Even those powerful men and holy masters have no idea that Jingzhou's enemy headquarters, Jingzhou Xiaoleiyin Temple, is on the hill next to their Huangquan Demon Sect.
"How can I, the Huangquan Sect, be so virtuous and capable as to be able to welcome you, the sleeping dragon and the phoenix, into the opposing and hostile camps at the same time? Establish combat headquarters in our own homes?"
On the Huangquan Road, Po Meng looked at the sky with great emotion, and said with a smile: "My Huangquan Sect is really becoming more and more promising. We are worthy of being the number one spy in the Demon Sect."
This is truly breaking into the enemy camp.
...
Time flies in the blink of an eye, and a few hours pass by.
Wu Lang listened boredly to them in the attack meeting, planning how to attack him, while Xing Hanhan finished taunting the Bone Saint and returned with a smile.
Xing Hanhan smiled brightly: "That skeletal woman is probably plotting against Emperor Jing. Remember to torture her to death, play with her, and take photos with your magic weapon for me to see."
Wu Lang suddenly looked strange.
As expected of you.
But Wu Lang didn't bother to pay attention to the love and hatred between these two women who had similar odors, so he just listened to these things.
The Skeleton Saint, who is on the same level as her senior sister Xing Hanhan, is indeed superior. Conquering her may be a sense of accomplishment, but it is not easy just to deal with a Shark Yu'er who is greedy for her body. How can she really cause trouble everywhere?
After he and Xing Hanhan stayed in the venue for a while, they also returned to the Seventh Peak together.
It's different from the excitement next door.
The seventh peak is extremely peaceful and quiet, and the mountains and fields are covered with flowers from the other side.
"Why don't you change your righteous identity and go to the other command headquarters?"
"I won't go to see it over there. It's boring. Xiaoleiyin Temple and the others will prepare it themselves."
Wu Lang was completely too lazy to pay attention.
With no distracting thoughts in his mind, he sat on the rocking chair again and enjoyed the coolness for a while.
If he didn't have to appear, he wouldn't bother to appear.
Wouldn’t it be nice to hide in a cave and practice?
Do you have to go out for a walk?
When the time was almost up, Wu Lang stood up and said, "Senior sister, I have to go out and do business."
"go Go."
Xing Hanhan waved his hand and didn't bother to get up. There are too many houses now to hang out with his junior brother. "I can't go to Jingzhou for the time being. It's quite interesting to be in the endless sea of suffering recently. You killed the Demon Alliance. This world
Even more chaotic.”
Alas, it’s time to go to work after all.
Wu Lang opened his eyes and appeared in the room. He took Xiao Yuer with him again to the sky in Jingzhou Imperial City and sat on the emperor's throne.
Colorful clouds linger high in the sky, and the emperor's throne hangs high like a golden sun.
below.
Dances, discussions, and various programs were also being held, and the entire imperial city was buzzing with people.
"Are you sure?" Shark Yu'er asked in a low voice.
"Of course there is." Wu Lang said lightly: "100% sure, you don't have to worry."
This matter seemed boring to him, not as interesting as the previous arena match.
Although it now seems to be dozens of times more dangerous than before.
But there is really no such strong sense of crisis, sense of urgency, and sense of fear as when Jingzhou Imperial City beheaded the old emperor and killed the bloody Taoist priests, and the fear of frantically using the brain to seek survival.
After all, no matter how strong they are...
I fell into a trap from the beginning.
Knowing in your heart that you are a sure winner is no fun at all.
"The only thing we have to do is to work hard to win the beauty...and at the same time, not to be suspected of being a traitor."
He sat on the imperial throne, maintaining his majesty on the outside, but in his mind he sorted out the prepared speech lines.
It's afternoon time.
Many monks in Jingzhou Imperial City have not left yet, waiting for something silently.
suddenly.
Xi Ruming stepped into the sky step by step. With an expressionless face, every step he took seemed to touch everyone's hearts.
"Your Majesty." Xi Ruming bowed his hands and bowed.
"My dear, what's the matter?"
On the throne, the young emperor showed a bit of surprise, and said in a majestic voice: "As the first person to compete in the martial arts competition, why don't you go to the banquet to celebrate, have a drink and talk with the geniuses, and discuss opening up the Holy Land of your own lineage?"
Send a message to benefit Jingzhou?"
"His Majesty."
Xi Ruming spoke softly, "I have important matters to discuss about establishing a sect."
"What's the matter?"
"Jingzhou is too weak today, and the local forces are like fish everywhere. Since I can create a line of forces, I also happen to have countless Tribulation Emperors under my command. In the combined stage and the divine transformation stage, I can spread all over Jingzhou."
"What do you want to say?" Jing Tianzi frowned.
"I have many talented people under my command, and they are very knowledgeable. It is better to use the great sect founded by me to unify Jingzhou and lead the future of the world of cultivation." He said.
"My dear, what is the name of this great sect?" Jing Tianzi's voice suddenly became hoarse.
"Demon Alliance."
Xi Ruming clasped his fists and was polite.
"My dear, are you reaching out to me to ask for this continent?" Jing Tianzi's voice was calm, but there was a tense atmosphere that gradually enveloped the sky above Jinghuang City.
"I'm just looking for the benefit of Jingzhou Imperial City." Xi Ruming stepped forward.
"You are so brave!" The young emperor frowned, his voice gradually became deeper, and he slowly began to joke:
"What I give to you is yours. If I don't give it to you, you can't take it away!"
