When Xuanyuan Wulie heard the three words "Sacred Dragon Pavilion", his face changed slightly. He suddenly turned his head and looked towards the entrance of the venue. He noticed the four people from Shenglong Pavilion who were walking towards him. His eyes were full of excitement.
The light flashed, and I didn’t know what I was thinking about.
As a member of the imperial clan, the Xuanyuan family naturally knew about Shenglong Pavilion. In the great battle in the ancient martial arts world more than a hundred years ago, Shenglong Pavilion also participated.
In the end, he was benefited by a fisherman from the imperial clan.
After the battle more than a hundred years ago, Shenglong Pavilion disappeared and has not been out for nearly a hundred years. Why did it appear in this ancient martial arts conference? And it also came to participate in the ancient martial arts conference, which also made Xuanyuan Wulie secretly vigilant.
The older generation in the ancient martial arts world, such as Baihe Tu and Old Man Ye, all know the powerful strength of Shenglong Pavilion. Although Shenglong Pavilion was no longer around when Old Man Ye and the others traversed the ancient martial arts world, there are still concerns about the Shenglong Pavilion.
I still know some of the rumors about Shenglong Pavilion.
In the venue, Bai Hetu, Old Man Ye, and Ji Wendao were all sitting together. When they learned that someone from Shenglong Pavilion was coming, they looked at each other with a slightly solemn look on their faces.
"Sacred Dragon Pavilion has been born, I'm afraid that some other holy land sects living in seclusion in the small world will also be born." Ji Wendao said.
"These powerful forces who live in seclusion have emerged one after another. Is it possible that a world of great strife is coming?" Bai Hetu said.
Old Man Ye smoked a dry cigarette, smiled lightly, and said: "Just be born. If everything happens, it's a good time to see those powerful sects that still exist in the dark."
As soon as he finished speaking, another voice came from the door of the venue——
"Here comes the Blood Demon Sect!"
At the entrance of the venue, two people came, one old and one young.
The old man looked very old, and there was a faint smell of decay coming from his body. The smell of decay seemed to be mixed with a trace of blood, making people sick to smell it.
Next to the old man is a young man in his early twenties, with long bloody hair, a face that looks unruly, a cold smile on the corner of his scarlet mouth, and a bloodthirsty and terrifying holy level.
The breath is fluctuating.
This young man is the current young master of the Blood Demon Sect, named Tianxue.
As for the old man, his origin is also extraordinary, Lin Qiong, the deputy sect master of the Blood Demon Sect.
The old man and the young man walked straight into the venue as if they were in a deserted place.
"Here comes someone from the Shen Yun Sect!"
There was another loud shout, and another unborn powerful force also appeared.
There were also two people who came, Liu Peng, the elder of the Shenyu Sect, and Xing Yun, the young master of the Shenyu Sect.
Liu Peng was probably over seventy years old, but he had a ruddy complexion, was tall and mighty, walked like a dragon and walked like a tiger, and had an extremely domineering aura.
Xingyun's face is like a crown jade, and he looks graceful and graceful, just like a banished immortal in the world. His otherworldly temperament attracts attention.
People from the Shen Yun Sect also entered the venue.
next moment--
"Someone is coming from Sealing Heaven Holy Land!"
A middle-aged man came with a pair of young men.
The middle-aged man looked elegant and gentle, dressed in a green shirt and walking calmly and calmly.
The handsome but arrogant young man next to him said: "Uncle Fang, what's the point of participating in this ancient martial arts conference from the outside world? Just to compete with the so-called talented disciples from the outside world?"
The middle-aged man Fang Ru smiled indifferently and said: "Feng Shengzi, there are talented disciples among the ancient martial arts in the outside world. Do not underestimate your opponents. Furthermore, in addition to the talented disciples in the outside world, some hidden forces have also emerged. For example,
Shenglong Pavilion, Shenyumen and so on."
After hearing this, Feng Shengzi's eyes flashed brightly, and he said: "The destruction of Shenglong Pavilion and the Xingyun of Shenyun Sect are coming? If this is the case, it won't be too boring."
The young woman on the side has a heavenly appearance, flawless white jade, delicate fragrance, but her jade face seems to be covered with a layer of frost, and she has an expression that prevents strangers from entering.
"By the way, it is said that this ancient martial arts conference will also determine the rouge list. Aoxue, will you also participate?" Fang Ru looked at the young woman and said with a smile.
As the name suggests, Aoxueren is extremely arrogant, but also as cold as ice and snow. After hearing this, she said: "Uncle Fang, don't make fun of me. I don't care about this. I just came out this time to see what this genius from the outside world is like."
The name is still flashy and unrealistic.”
Fang Ru smiled slightly, said nothing, and led the two Holy Land disciples into the venue.
After a while——
"Here comes the Ghost Tomb Sect!"
Another old man and a young man came over. The old man had a wrinkled face, and his hair was sparse and almost fell out. There were still a few strands of hair left. He was hunched over, with a green flash in his old eyes.
The light is like a will-o'-the-wisp.
Beside him, the young man was filled with an evil aura. His energy and blood were obviously very strong, giving people a strong sense of oppression, but he also had a lifeless aura waving around him. This aura
Upon closer inspection, it seems to have a meaning of death.
"Elder Dikui, is it allowed to kill people in this ancient martial arts conference? I'm worried that if I participate, I will accidentally beat someone to death." The young man asked with a sinister smile.
The old man named Di Kui squinted his eyes, looked around the scene, and said in a sinister tone: "Martial arts competition, life and death are determined by fate. If you are beaten to death, you will be beaten to death, it doesn't matter. Zangtian, you have an opponent this time, there are many old people
Enemies have appeared one after another, trying to fight for this golden age."
The young man Zangtian said disapprovingly: "I know those guys are here. Otherwise, this ancient martial arts conference would be too boring."
"You kid, don't be too careless. Among the ancient martial arts in the outside world, there are aristocratic families supported by the imperial clan, and their strength cannot be ignored." Elder Dikui warned.
Zang Tian sneered, with a dangerous edge flashing in his eyes. Now that he is born, he must fight for the reputation of the Ghost Tomb Sect.
As for killing people...how can there be no reason not to kill someone in an arena battle?
As some powerful forces who had been living in seclusion appeared one after another, many people in the ancient martial arts venue had silenced themselves.
They are not stupid either. They can see that these forces that they have never heard of are at least led by a strong man at the level of the Great Saint. Such forces are definitely terrifying forces that have never been born before. Now, for some reason, they all appear one after another.
Come and participate in this ancient martial arts conference.
Shenglong Pavilion, Blood Demon Sect, Shenyue Sect, Sealing Heaven Holy Land, Ghost Tomb Sect, many ancient martial arts warriors have never heard of these five forces appearing at this moment. They are unaware and do not represent some aristocratic families in the ancient martial arts world.
The people of the previous generation in the sect didn’t know.
The expressions of Xuanyuan Wulie, Tantai Qingfeng, Huangzhu, Gu Xiangtian, Ji Wudao and other heads of the aristocratic families or the holy masters of the Holy Land all changed one after another, and they were inevitably a little dignified.
They all could see that as these ancient and powerful and terrifying forces that had not been born before were launched one after another, something might happen to this ancient martial arts conference.
"This time the ancient martial arts competition is interesting."
Old Man Ye narrowed his eyes and said with profound meaning.
"Interesting? I'm afraid it will be a dead person!"
Ji Wenwen opened his mouth, his old eyes flashing brightly, as if he had foreseen something.
Bai Hetu frowned and said nothing. He knew that these reclusive forces who suddenly appeared were extremely powerful and were known as Fengtian. This showed the foundation and strength of this holy land.
In addition, the Blood Demon Sect, Shen Yun Sect, and the Ghost Tomb Sect are not good enemies. Especially the Ghost Tomb Sect, a powerful sect that is extremely terrifying and bloody, has now appeared one after another.