In the early morning of the next day, a thin layer of fog covered most of the forest and mountains in Chen Yingxiong Field.
In a certain ring of volcanoes, directly above the three largest craters, there is a transparent golden object hanging in the sky - the hero flag.
They are all lifted up by the scorching heat that continues to evaporate from the active volcano crater, floating slowly.
Speaking of which, only in the Mysterious Spiritual Nexus where the air is rich enough can such a spectacle occur.
If it were an ordinary place in the cultivation world, the hot steam rising from an active volcano would not be so powerful that it could lift a heroic flag weighing tens of thousands of kilograms in the air.
At this time, many forces have already gathered in the mid-air of this ring-shaped active volcanic area.
The tens of thousands of people seemed to be evenly matched, each occupying a separate mountain pass.
Each force has a leader, who is similar to an alliance leader; the remaining dozen or so earth-level sects have become his vassal forces, drinking soup along with him.
"Donor Dou, why are you so stubborn?"
Suddenly, the leader of one of the forces rubbed the golden rosary beads in his hand and said slowly: "Wouldn't it be nice for each of us to take a step back and hold our own flag?"
"Don't you have to commit murder to be willing to do it?"
On the other side, the strong man wearing a bright silver armor of a barbarian lion and carrying a heavenly sword with an eight-foot-long sword followed closely and said: "Master Fawu is right, Dou Cangqiong, why are you so aggressive?"
A few miles away, the bald young man in black raised his eyebrows and said with an evil smile: "Jijijiji~ Where are you, Master Fawu? Damn you! You are just a meat-and-potatoes monk who has even broken the sexual precept, otherwise you would
Where did your son come from?”
"How dare you pretend to be a holy monk in front of me?"
Fawu's finger that pinched the rosary suddenly paused, and his heart was filled with anger, but his face was still that dignified: "Donor Dou's words are wrong. The little monk's son is a gift from God..."
"When I gave you Ma Skin, didn't I also give you a beautiful and beautiful bed partner? Humph!"
"You! Amitabha, Amitabha..."
Fawu frowned, and the speed of stroking the rosary significantly increased, and he still muttered something.
He seems to be using this method to resolve the anger in his heart. It can be seen that this person's state of mind is still far from good. Perhaps he is really a "fake monk" as the other party said.
After scolding Fa Wu fiercely, Dou Cangqiong glanced at another strong man wearing a bright silver armor of a barbarian lion and carrying a heavenly sword eight feet long, and said jokingly: "Barbarian dragon, you
You are already defeated by me, how can you have any room to speak here?"
"If you are wise, quickly abandon the hero flag and run away, so as not to be repaired by me again!"
The strong man known as the Barbarian Dragon was immediately furious: "Dou Cangqiong, do you really think I am afraid of you?"
"Not afraid? Chi chi chi..."
Dou Cangqiong licked his lips and smiled exaggeratedly. The blue word "fight" tattooed on his bald forehead also became distorted: "If you are not afraid of me, you still have to fight with that
Fake monks and husbands and wives join forces casually?"
"The husband sings and the wife follows?"
"Pfft~ Senior Brother Dou, this wording is really... too vivid, hahahahaha!"
All the contestants from Fenglei Sect couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"I am too lazy to talk nonsense with you!"
But he saw that Dou Cangqiong had already set up his posture, stretched one arm forward, palm upward, and hooked four fingers toward his arms: "Come on, come on, let's fight one on one if you have the guts, whoever wins,
These three heroic flags will all belong to whom!"
The corner of Bare Dragon's eyes twitched: "He's from Male Gobi. This guy really deserves the nickname of the fighting madman."
"If it were anyone else, how could they start a fight over a disagreement even if they knew that they were facing off against two other forces who were both famous in the land?"
"In this fight, the outcome is secondary. If the forces of other local celebrities are allowed to play a trick of 'the mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole is behind', wouldn't it be unfair to lose!"
On the side, Fawu recited the Dharma name again: "Amitabha... Donor Dou, God has the virtue of a good life, you are so murderous, aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"
"Chi chi chi ~ God has the virtue of good life, right?"
Dou Cangqiong smiled evilly: "Okay, then come here, I will only kill you, and the group of guys following you will naturally be able to escape the sea of misery, how about it?"
"Amitabha... Donor Dou's demonic barrier is so deep that the young monk is afraid that he will do justice for heaven today!"
After Fa Wu finished speaking, he did not forget to give a slight salute to Man Long: "I hope Master Man can help me with his fists at that time. I will be very grateful."
"Haha, easy to say!"
Seeing this, Dou Cangqiong snorted coldly: "What bullshit? You still bear the name of 'Ao' and are as timid as a mouse... you don't even dare to fight against a general."
"In my opinion, it would be more appropriate for you two to change your nickname to 'Rat'!"
The wild dragon was furious, the veins on his forehead swelled, and he roared angrily: "Damn it, stop talking nonsense!"
"There are only two roads before you now, either take the hero flag you own and get out, or... die!"
"Zi la, zi la la la!"
As soon as the strong man finished speaking, Pang Pang's thunder-type profound energy burst out, blasting in all directions.
"Sigh~ I hope Donor Dou can rein in his horse and turn around, Amitabha..."
When Fa Wu sang the sound of Dharma again, his whole body immediately erupted into a golden light. Under the scene that looked like a holy spirit, it was filled with endless murderous intent.
"His grandma is a bitch. Thanks to you for living in the prestigious position of 'Ao', you don't dare to fight with generals. You are just a bunch of people bullying the younger ones."
Dou Cangqiong gritted his teeth and shouted: "In that case, let's fight!"
"war!"
"war!"
"war……"
After Dou Cangqiong finished speaking, the sect's competitors behind him followed him and roared with overwhelming momentum!
As the saying goes, what kind of general brings out what kind of soldiers? Dou Cangqiong was a warlike man and loved killing. The "soldiers" he brought out all killed and shed blood, showing no fear of war.
This is also the reason why Fa Wu and Man Long are in a stalemate with him until now——
If the situation permits, they really don't want to fight to the death with such a war-loving person.
But now it seems that the arrow is on the string and has to be fired.
"Huh, huhu..."
Just as the three forces were at war with each other, not far away, a figure wrapped in purple thunder energy was slowly flying towards them.
This man, dressed in white, carrying purple-red black wings shaped like glass, and carrying a large flag on his shoulders, was swimming leisurely and leisurely into the depths of the whirlpool of fighting intent.
"Look, what he is carrying... is the hero's flag?"
"Let me go, who is this guy? Where did he come from!"
"Hey, he is really brave. He dares to break into our land alone..."