"Yes, what the Taoist Master said is very right, the Immortal Mountain is indeed very big." Lin Daniao said.
Master Changmei smiled and said: "Heroes see the same thing."
You two are the only ones who have the nerve to call yourself heroes. I think you're just as good as a bear.
Ye Qiu cursed secretly and said: "Why do I feel that the Immortal Mountain looks more like a magic weapon?"
Lin DaNiao said: "There were saints and strong men who also suspected this, saying that the Mountain of Immortality is a divine weapon, but it has not been confirmed."
Ye Qiu looked around.
At this time, tens of thousands of monks have gathered here, most of them are in the cave heaven realm and the golden elixir realm.
There are also some monks in the realm of kings and venerables, as well as a few monks in the Nascent Soul realm.
The monks in the Nascent Soul Realm all stood far away, obviously coming to watch the fun.
As for the disciples of the top sects, Ye Qiu didn't see any of them.
Master Changmei also noticed it and asked, "Big Bird, why don't any of the disciples from the top sect show up?"
Lin DaNiao smiled and said: "Although the Immortal Mountain has been born, the restrictions on the mountain have not been opened and it is not yet accessible, so the disciples of the top sects have not arrived yet."
"But I guess they will be coming soon..."
boom!
Before Lin DaNiao finished speaking, a dragon chariot came through the air.
The dragon chariot is driven by four spiritual beasts, each of which exudes a bloodthirsty aura, making people tremble with fear.
Ye Qiu's eyes were immediately fixed on Long Chai.
Above the dragon chariot, I saw a young prince standing in a golden dragon-patterned robe. He wore a golden crown on his head and a golden sword on his waist. He was like a heavenly emperor patrolling the sky, full of luxury.
Beside the young master, stood two peak-level guards wearing golden battle armor.
On the top of the dragon chariot, there was a large black flag with a large Chinese character embroidered in gold thread.
"week!"
As soon as this dragon chariot appeared, it attracted the attention of everyone present.
"Hey, why are the people from Zhongzhou here?" Lin Daniao looked confused.
"Do you know them?" Ye Qiu asked.
"I don't know, but I know that big flag." Lin Daniao pointed to the black flag on the top of the dragon chariot and said, "That's the flag of Zhou Dynasty."
Ye Qiu had heard from Fairy Baihua before that Central Continent was controlled by three dynasties, namely the Great Zhou, the Great Qian, and the Great Wei.
"If my guess is correct, that guy should be from the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty." Lin Daniao said; "The people of Central Continent have not been to the Eastern Wasteland for many years. It seems that the emergence of the Immortal Mountain has also alerted them.
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At this time, a guard on the dragon chariot who was at the peak of the Divine Realm said, "The second prince of the Great Zhou Royal Family is here. Please give way."
Although the guard's tone was polite, when he finished speaking, a powerful aura flooded the world and countless monks were knocked away.
In an instant, the dragon chariot crossed the sky and came to the front of the crowd.
From beginning to end, the young man on the dragon chariot did not even raise his eyelids.
Those who were blown away made dissatisfied sounds.
"Isn't he the second prince of the Zhou royal family? What's so great about him?"
On the dragon chariot, the young master said: "What, you look down on me?"
Clang!
The long sword at his waist was unsheathed and the person who spoke was killed on the spot.
"If anyone is dissatisfied, feel free to come and fight. Wu Qianfan is waiting here." After the young master finished speaking, the light flowing around his body made it difficult for people to look directly at him.
Suddenly, there was a deathly silence, and no one dared to speak again.
"Oh, Prince Zhou is so arrogant."
Suddenly, a voice sounded.
Everyone turned around and saw a bronze chariot coming from the sky.
The bronze chariot is pulled by two bronze horses. Countless runes are engraved on the bronze horses, which looks like something extraordinary at first glance.
Sitting above the chariot was a man with a feminine appearance.
The man was sitting diagonally on the chariot, disheveled, with a young woman in his arms.
The woman was also disheveled, revealing a large area of fair skin. She did not care about the people present. She fed the man grapes with one hand and drew circles on the man's chest with her other hand.
The picture is charming.
"Who are you?" Wu Qianfan looked at the man with an unkind look in his eyes.
"Cao Mao!" the man said calmly.
When Wu Qianfan heard this, a look of solemnity flashed in his eyes.
Lin DaNiao whispered: "Cao Mao comes from the God of War family of Daqian. His grandfather is a saint and a strong man. Don't look at him as a fool, he is very strong."
Ye Qiu understood, he was another genius from Central Continent!
Cao Mao smiled and said: "I have long heard that the second son of the Zhou royal family has amazing talents and is very extraordinary. Unfortunately, we have never had the opportunity to meet him. How about we compete and learn from each other today in front of the world's heroes?"
Wu Qianfan snorted coldly: "I have also heard of your name, but I didn't expect that a descendant of the God of War family would be such a playboy."
Cao Maodao: "Stop talking nonsense, do you dare to fight with me?"
"Why don't you dare?" After Wu Qianfan finished speaking, he took a step forward, his body full of blood and divine light.
Cao Mao also stood up. Suddenly, he seemed to have changed. His feminine aura was gone, replaced by a majestic fighting spirit, as if the God of War was born.
The war is about to break out.
The monks present retreated one after another for fear of being affected.
Ye Qiu took a glance and found that these two geniuses from Central Continent were both at the peak of the cave world.
For a moment, he couldn't help but be curious, who of the two was more skilled?
Just at this moment, a laugh sounded.
"Since you two are so excited, how about I be your referee?"
Wu Qianfan and Cao Mao looked for the sound and saw an aristocratic young man wearing a green shirt stepping forward, holding a folding fan, like a frail scholar.
Beside your noble master, there is an old man who is at the peak of the divine realm.
"The Great Wei Dynasty, Wei Wuji!"
The young master put away his folding fan and held his hands in front of Wu Qianfan and Cao Mao. He had a smile on his face and seemed to be getting along well with them.
"Wei Wuji is the sixth prince of the Wei Dynasty. It is said that this man is excellent in music, poetry, calligraphy and painting, and is both civil and military. He is deeply loved by the Emperor of Wei. There are rumors in the outside world that Wei Wuji will take charge of the Wei Dynasty in the future."
When Lin DaNiao said this, he complained: "What the hell, people from Central Continent are here, why haven't people from the top sects in the Eastern Wasteland arrived yet?"
Master Changmei smiled and said: "It's best if you don't come. This way we have a greater chance of getting the treasure."
Ye Qiu said: "You are too naive. When the Immortal Mountain is born, how could several major sects not send people to come?"
At this time, Wei Wuji's voice sounded again.
"Two of you, do you still want to compete? If so, I will be willing to be the referee. I will definitely be fair and just." Wei Wuji always had a smile on his face, which made people feel like spring breeze.
Wu Qianfan asked: "Do you still want to fight?"
Cao Mao smiled and said: "Why not fight?"
Afterwards, the two looked at each other, their fighting spirit rising and getting stronger and stronger.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
However, at this moment, a soft voice resounded throughout the world.
