Although Yaoshan has been open for more than ten days, the popularity around Yaoshan Town has not decreased but has increased. More and more people are gathering in Yaoshan Town, even more than when Yaoshan first opened.
"How many days have these little guys been in there?"
At the entrance of Yaoshan, there is a row of more than a dozen white-haired old men, who look particularly bright.
Although these old men look very young, they are all full of energy and exude the majesty of a superior. They are obviously not simple people.
Tens of meters away behind these old men, there was a dense sea of people. It looked like thousands of people had gathered together. However, these thousands of people, without anyone's management, were consciously interacting with these dozen old men.
Keep some distance and don't dare to get too close.
The old man who spoke at this time had gray hair, a red face, a fairy-like spirit, and an extraordinary demeanor.
Wei Que, the great elder of the Wuya Sect, a cultivator force, had become world-famous decades ago and was one of the top strong men in the world.
Among the Chinese Cultivation Presbyterian Church, the first elder is naturally the legendary figure in the Chinese martial arts world, Megatron. Under Megatron, there are two envoys on the left and right, and this Wei Que is one of the two envoys.
One of them can be regarded as a respected senior.
"Mr. Wei, these little guys, including today, have been here for fourteen days."
Next to Mr. Wei, Dan Chenzi, the head of the three elders of Yaoshan Town, said with a respectful expression.
Dan Chenzi is considered highly respected in the martial arts world, but he is at least thirty years younger than Wei Que, so he is considered a junior in front of him.
"So fast, these little guys have been here for fourteen days?"
Wei Que said with some surprise.
"Yes, Mr. Wei, if nothing unexpected happens, these little guys have now gathered at the Fengyun Tower. They will fight to the death for the Fengyun Tower."
Dan Chenzi chuckled.
"Hahaha, time has passed so fast. It has been more than eighty years in a flash. I remember that when I was still a young boy, I once fought for the Fengyuntai in this medicine mountain. Such fierce competition, until now
I still remember it fresh."
Wei Que laughed loudly.
"Mr. Wei also competed for the Fengyun Tower back then?
This is the first time I have heard of it. Mr. Wei back then must have shown his great power and reached the top of the Fengyun Tower in one fell swoop."
A thin old man in black robe asked with a smile.
"Climb to the top of the Wind and Cloud Tower?
It’s too difficult. Although I had a chance back then, I still lost at the hands of an old devil and could only settle on the second floor of the Fengyun Tower. It’s my regret.”
Wei Que chuckled and finished speaking, then consciously glanced at the two people on the far left among the group of old men.
The two people Wei Que annotated were both of a very young age, and their clothes looked very weird.
Moreover, these two people deliberately kept a distance from Wei Que and the other old men, and looked at each other with a slight amount of hatred in their eyes.
Among these two people, one of them has a face as white as paper and delicate skin. Although he looks very old, his face has no wrinkles. He looks like a young man. He is wearing a white robe with a
An extremely bright blood red cloak, with a bloody skull embroidered on the back of the cloak.
Seeing this sign, almost any martial artist in the Chinese martial arts world can tell which sect the other party comes from.
The infamous Blood Demon Sect, one of the two major demon sects in China.
Next to the old man of the Blood Demon Sect, stood a skinny little old Taoist. The little old Taoist wore a gray Taoist robe. On the chest of the Taoist robe, there was a very conspicuous Yin-Yang Bagua diagram embroidered on it.
The Yin Yang Sect is also one of the two major demon sects in China.
Knowing the identities of the two people, it is not difficult to know why people on both sides are divided into two camps.
"Quack..." Seeing Wei Que looking at him, the old man from the Blood Demon Sect let out a very unpleasant and strange smile.
"Haha, my master once told me that there was a disciple of the Wuya Sect who competed with him for the Fengyun Tower, but was eventually defeated by him. It turns out that the person my master was talking about was you, Mr. Wei Que.
Son."
Tan Shanmei, the current head of the Blood Demon Sect, is a famous demon in the martial arts world. He kills without hesitation and has an extremely evil reputation.
"Hmph! I'm really brave enough to brag about anything. Back then, he was just lucky enough to defeat me by one and a half moves. He boasted about crushing me. It's just nonsense."
Wei Que snorted coldly and said.
"Gah ga ga, even if you win one and a half moves, it is still a victory. It cannot change the fact that Wei Que, you are my master's loser."
Tan Shanmei laughed proudly.
"Hmph! I, the Blood Fiend, will do anything to increase my strength. Even if I win, do you think it is something glorious?
In order to increase your strength, your demon sect does all kinds of evil, and God is watching.
What will be his fate? You, little devil, know better than anyone else. Didn't he get his retribution in the end and die because of his cultivation?
As for me, I will have no problem living for fifty or sixty years, but for him, the coffin boards are all rotten."
Wei Que said proudly.
"Hmph! What's the point of living so long for an immortal? Your strength is still almost the same as mine. You've lived several decades longer than me. Could it be that you're a living dog?"
Tan Shanmei cursed unceremoniously.
"Little devil, you are looking for death."
Wei Que, who had a kind face just a moment ago, suddenly glared angrily at this moment, and an extremely powerful murderous aura erupted from his body.
"Old man, don't rely on your old age in front of me. Others care about you, but our Blood Demon Sect doesn't care about you."
Tan Shanmei cursed angrily, and his body also erupted with monstrous evil energy, a powerful warrior pressure, even higher than that of Wei Que.
"It's not like these two old guys are going to fight."
"Don't worry, the two of you won't do anything.
With the terrifying power of these two old monsters, if they fight, everyone within a few miles will be unlucky. The people here will definitely suffer heavy casualties, and it will be difficult to escape.
The entire Yaoshan Town will be destroyed by the residual power of the two people's battle, and the two of them will just start talking."
A middle-aged man with considerable strength chuckled.
In fact, just as the middle-aged man guessed, seeing the two old monsters at war with each other, Dan Chenzi, who had a cold sweat on his face, could only stand in the middle of the two men.
"I tell you two, if you want to fight, just find a place by yourself and don't attack our Yaoshan Town. Do you two want to destroy our Yaoshan Town?"
"Mr. Wei, Tan Shanmei, you two should calm down for a while. We are old friends. Why bother fighting? I suggest we play a small game."
An old man with a round face and a bright red face. He is not tall, only about 1.5 meters tall. He looks a little funny and always has a kind smile on his face.
The great elder of the Gundi Sect was given the nickname Gunsandao.
"Get out of here, you little old man, are you going to get into trouble again? You, the old guy who is always worried about the world being in chaos, will take the initiative to come out and break up the fight. Why do I feel like there is a conspiracy here?"
An old man in gray robe looked at Gunsandao with a wary expression.
"Stop farting, is it as bad as you say?
I just want to start a game with all my old friends and predict who among the little guys will be the one to reach the top of Fengyuntai this time."
Gunsandao rolled his eyes and said to the old man in gray robe.