Time passed, three days passed quietly in the blink of an eye, and the Demon Slaying Conference was about to be held.
In the early morning, the thick fog in the mountains shrouded the mountains of the battlefields of the various realms, and the vast white color rendered the mountains of the realms across the sky and the earth as beautiful as a fairyland...
Early in the morning, Feng Jueyu walked out of the Yue Qing Mountain cave and came to the door of the cave. Xuancheng had been waiting there for a long time. Today was the Demon Slaying Conference. Xuancheng kissed thirty successful disciples.
Waiting outside respectfully, Feng Jueyu also put on the clothes of a disciple of Yue Qingshan that Xuancheng had sent to the secret room the night before. After getting ready, they met in front of the door.
Looking at Xuancheng who was a little uneasy, Feng Jueyu expected that this timid guy was scared, so he couldn't help laughing and said: "Xuancheng, today is an important day, you can help me find a lot of news.
As long as you successfully bring me into the Colorful Cloud Valley, your mission will be completed and I don’t have to kill you."
Xuancheng waited hard for Feng Jueyu's words. After hearing this, he felt as if he was being pardoned and said, "Thank you for not killing me, senior."
In fact, it is not difficult to bring Feng Jueyu up the mountain, but what worries Xuancheng is that Feng Jueyu is wearing the clothes of Yue Qingshan Cave Mansion after all.
If he is angry about something, he will inevitably burn himself.
So after thanking you, Xuancheng knelt on the ground and said, "Senior, I have a heartfelt request for you."
"Oh? Tell me." Feng Jueyu had already thought of something and smiled slightly.
Xuancheng said tremblingly: "Senior, if you go to Colorful Cloud Valley this time, if you want to..."
Feng Jueyu paused and interrupted with a smile: "You are afraid that I will cause trouble for you by wearing Yue Qingshan's clothes. Don't worry, I promise you that as long as you enter the Colorful Xia Valley, I will find an opportunity to change my clothes and I will not get in trouble.
your."
Hearing this, Xuancheng breathed a sigh of relief and nodded desperately on the ground.
In fact, during this period, Feng Jueyu also realized that Xuancheng was not a treacherous and evil person. He did not capture innocent people as drug slaves like Dan King Kong Meng, nor did he kill as ruthlessly as Wuji.
It's unreasonable. Speaking of which, Xuancheng is just a little person. In order to survive, he is sometimes selfish. And who in this world is not selfish? Although he betrayed his trust and turned a deaf ear to the affairs of Song Qingyang and even the entire Jianxin Paradise, it was also because of his lack of strength.
, in general, this person does not actually deserve to die.
Feng Jueyu waved his hand: "Okay, let's go."
After receiving Feng Jueyu's promise, Xuancheng led more than thirty disciples to the Colorful Cloud Valley...
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Yue Qingshan Cave Mansion is not far from Colorful Xia Mountain. If you fly at full speed, you can reach it in less than two sticks of incense. However, in order to conceal your identity on the way, Feng Jueyu did not rush, and followed Xuancheng's lead, slowly
Flying towards the Colorful Cloud Valley.
When approaching the Colorful Xiashan Mountain, Feng Jueyu gradually discovered that there were more and more cultivators in the sky. Practitioners from the three mountains and five mountains, and countless small worlds of bliss (foreign lands), all dressed up and appeared near the Colorful Xiashan Mountain, and participated in the Demon Slaying Conference.
Before starting, we all flew to the Colorful Xiashan Mountain...
There are more and more people, and gradually, there are figures flying around everywhere. Most of these people are masters of the human race, but there are also spiritual race, sea race, mad race... and other major races, but the number of people
Relatively much less.
In fact, this is very reasonable. Although the two major camps include most of the races of the Thirteen Royal Clan, and also include some small races like the Sky Blind Clan, after all, Hongzhen wants to get "Tongtian Xuanlu" this time, and Feng
Jueyu thought that if he did this by himself, he would only do it secretly and not convene more people to covet "Tongtian Xuanlu". After all, the more people there are, the more people will have the idea of obtaining "Tongtian Xuanlu".
But paper can't contain the fire. On such a critical day as the Demon Slaying Conference, someone will definitely hear the news and plan to fish in troubled waters. Even Hongzhen must know that this is inevitable, so he convened the Demon Slaying Conference. As for what can be done in the end
If he can't get "Tongtian Xuanlu", it depends on his methods.
Along the way, Feng Jueyu kept guessing about Hongzhen's cultivation level. It was obvious that if he dared to capture the daughter of the Demon Saint, her strength was definitely not like what Yi Ming said, and she was only in the resting state.
The title of Demon Saint comes from the rating of the strong in the battlefields of all realms. If you do not reach the level of pure fetus, but have cultivated the fetal shape, you are not qualified to become a "saint" at all. If Hongzhen dares to challenge the Demon Saint, I am afraid that he has already reached the level of transformation into dust.
The third realm: the realm of pure fetus.
There is such a huge difference in strength. Without the Great Evil Curse and the Demon Ruler, Feng Jueyu would not be able to be beaten to death.
This is not a matter of courage, but a matter of absolute strength.
However, after learning the Great Evil Curse and the Demonic Ruler, Feng Jueyu still had some confidence, and this time, he did not plan to confront Hongzhen face to face. Maybe he could snatch the witch from his hands and force Hongzhen to submit, and still be able to fight without bloodshed.
Switch to the divine branch of reincarnation.
As for "Tongtian Xuanlu", Feng Jueyu didn't dare to think too much, and he didn't have time to think about it...
Mixed in the team at Yue Qingshan Cave Mansion, Feng Jueyu saw many practitioners flying with swords, flying in the clouds, and riding spiritual beasts. They came out from the three mountains and five mountains. When they arrived at the outskirts of the Colorful Xia Mountain, thousands of righteous people came.
The amount is endless, it is endless.
Feng Jueyu had never thought that there would be so many masters of the Chenchen Realm on the battlefields of all realms. Looking at them, they were as densely packed as crucian carp crossing a river, and there were countless of them.
Generally speaking, those who can stand out in the battlefields of all realms must be strong, but there are not many existences with foreign lands like Jianxin Blessed Land. It is no wonder that Xuancheng turned a deaf ear to the news that Wu Guan was dead. After all, Yue
The strength of Qingshan Cave Mansion is far inferior to that of Jianxin Blessed Land. Even Jianxin Blessed Land was destroyed by the Ancient Cave Demon, let alone his small cave mansion.
Although there are many masters of transforming dust, there are very few foreign realms. Those who can master foreign realms are all superior in strength.
However, the number of dust masters is also a shocking number. Along the way, Feng Jueyu saw more than 20 of them with his own eyes, and each of them took his disciples to the Colorful Cloud Valley, which was so far away.
From a distance, it is extremely spectacular.
Because he was disguised as Xuancheng's disciple, Feng Jueyu naturally could not come forward. He only listened to Xuancheng and the powerful men of the same level exchanging greetings and chatting about the recent major events in the battlefields of the worlds. They talked and laughed.
It was natural. Among them, there were occasionally a few masters at the Peak of Chongyang who flew by and would come to pay homage to masters like Xuancheng in the Transformation Realm. After some greetings, Feng Jueyu realized that most of those people were in the Lord of Hundred Battles.
Among them, there are quite high rankings, but when encountering masters of the Transformation Realm, they can only grovel.
The time was quickly postponed to three quarters of the hour. Accompanied by two masters of the same level, Xuancheng arrived at Colorful Cloud Mountain.
On the top of the mountain, several large flags were fluttering in the wind, lined up like a yellow dragon, spreading to the east and west sides of the mountain. As many as a thousand disciples were guarding the flags, motionless and in order.
In the distant sky, a colorful rainbow runs from east to west. It is bright, dazzling, and extremely gorgeous. Under the rainbow, there is a lonely mountain gate. This mountain gate is not really the core of the Colorful Mountain, but the outer gate.
The place is composed of two thick square stone pillars and a stone pier at the top, with nothing else around.
This outer gate is more like a sign, warning everyone that when they arrive here, they have entered the territory of Colorful Xiashan Mountain.
At this time, there were nearly a hundred white-clothed disciples standing neatly under the outer gate. Among them, two old men with the Chenchen Realm came to greet them, and invited the distinguished masters into the Colorful Cloud Valley.
All those participating in the conference had invitations, and soon it was Xuancheng's turn. Xuancheng flew down generously, and led the disciples to the outer gate. They were far away and said hello.
"Brother Jincheng, brother Lu Rong, you're fine..." Xuancheng stepped forward with a signal.
The two old men also smiled back: "Brother Xuancheng, you are fine." Although they are both in the realm of transformation, the two old men also greeted each other with smiles, but most people can see the attitude of these two old men.
There is a clear air of superiority among them, that is to say, although they are masters of the same level, their status is obviously different.
Colorful Xiagu has always been the leader of the righteous camp in the battlefields of all realms, and it is not too much for its disciples to consider themselves cold and arrogant. This is the gap between Xuancheng and Wuji that Feng Jueyu saw at the beginning.
The two of them are obviously similar, so Xuancheng has to act based on other people's faces.
The two old men also exchanged pleasantries before giving up and inviting Xuancheng into the valley. However, just as they were about to leave, a golden light suddenly approached from the south.
Wrapped in golden light was a burly man with a stubble on his face, eyes like copper lamps, and swollen eyebrows. He was riding a big buffalo and was coming at a lightning speed.
Behind this strong man, there are thirteen fierce men riding buffaloes. Their height and body shape are only a little bit different from the strong man at the head. They wear breastplates and armor on their upper bodies, revealing their strong arms, and they are menacing.
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Once they saw this strong man appear, the two old men immediately frowned and started whispering to each other...
"Damn it, the paper can't contain the fire. The Overlord Palace actually sent people over."
"Sincerely, please go and inform the guardian elder. I'm afraid it won't be that simple if you come to the Overlord Hall uninvited."
"Then you hold on here and I'll come as soon as I go."
"..."
Jincheng said and drifted away...
When he left, Lu Rong took two steps forward. Before the strong man could arrive, Lu Rong called out from a distance and said loudly: "Junior Lu Rong has met senior Yuan Hao."
The strong man grasped one of the buffalo's horns with his big iron-like hands, stopped in mid-air, then grinned, jumped into the air, jumped off the buffalo, strode forward, and laughed loudly.
: "Lu Rong, I said that you, Colorful Xiagu, are not very interesting. For such an important event as the Demon Slaying Conference, you don't even send a post. Doesn't it mean that you don't take our Overlord Palace seriously..."