"Where is the person who took action that day? Let him come out quickly!"
Behind Wu Chongtian, a group of masters from the Purple Flame Sect started shouting again.
"Now that Elder Wu is here in person, he still doesn't come out to greet him?"
"You still call yourself Mo Zun. You really don't know how to live or die. Even I, the Purple Flame Sect, dare not take it seriously!"
Dozens of great masters from the fairyland came together. This terrifying lineup was quite impressive.
Looking at the southern region, not many people dare to underestimate it.
Now, they have been here for a while.
But Mo Wangchen still didn't appear, and these masters of Ziyan Sect couldn't help but feel unhappy.
"Everyone, it is me you are looking for and it has nothing to do with Mo Ge."
At this moment, Master Lone Deng stepped out from the gate of Moge Mountain, his brows furrowed and his face solemn.
Now, the group of people arriving from the Ziyan Sect are really terrifying. Most of the dozens of immortal masters are above him in cultivation.
This kind of lineup, let alone the newly established Mo Pavilion, even those holy places may have to face it head-on.
"Gu Deng, you are somewhat self-aware. Hand over the starry sky map quickly and follow me back to the sect. Maybe you can avoid some physical pain." Wu Chongtian stood in mid-air with his hands behind his back.
He was condescending, his gaze fell on Master Lone Deng, and he looked like he was ready to take action at any time.
"I can go back with you, but this matter has nothing to do with Mo Zun." Gu Deng took a deep breath, he didn't want to cause big trouble for Mo Ge because of himself.
During this period of time, he has gotten along very well with everyone in Moge, and he has learned a lot about their strength.
Now facing the force of the Zi Yan Sect's troops, Mo Ge's strength is simply impossible to withstand them.
"Let's talk about the matter of Mo Pavilion separately. The leader of Mo Pavilion injured three elders of our Zi Yan Sect. How could he just let it go so easily? Our Zi Yan Sect has been based in the southern region for many years and has been bullied to the point of being bullied. How can we just let it go?
Therefore, how can we gain a foothold in the Daluo Heaven Realm in the future?" Wu Chongtian shook his head.
He wants to take Master Gudeng away, and the matter with Mo Ge must also be resolved.
The Purple Flame Sect wants to establish its own holy land, so it just needs the east wind. They came to fight today, just to use this so-called Mo Pavilion to scare the monkeys, so that all parties in Daluotian will recognize the strength of the Purple Flame Sect.
"Today, the Mo Pavilion is standing tall and the mountain gate is wide open, welcoming the world's heroes to enter. Now that you have arrived, how can I let you stand outside? Isn't it a neglect of the guests?"
Suddenly, at this moment, a faint chuckle came from the Moge Mountain Gate, like a divine voice, reaching everyone's ears.
Mo Wangchen did not appear, but only spread the word that he would welcome these masters of the Purple Flame Sect to enter.
"Are you the Lord of Mo Pavilion?"
Wu Chongtian narrowed his eyes, but he could not see the person, but his voice came out, which was very moving. Although the leader of Mo Pavilion was a bit arrogant, it was undeniable that he did have some strength.
"It's okay to go in. Please come out by yourself. I hope you can give me an explanation for what happened in Quancheng that day." Wu Chongtian stood high in the sky and also transmitted the message to Mo Pavilion.
He did not dare to go in. After all, most of the mountain gates were protected by large formations. The identity of the master of the Mo Pavilion was mysterious, and he did not know who he was. If he broke in rashly, he would inevitably suffer a big loss.
"Hmph, the Lord of Mo Pavilion actually dares to put on a show in front of the Great Elder and refuses to show up. He doesn't take Ziyan Sect seriously at all. He is really too arrogant."
"Great Elder, in my opinion, we should just attack in, find out the master of Mo Pavilion, and wait for the sect to be defeated together."
"Yes, this person doesn't take you seriously at all, so why should you be polite to him? Just destroy the mountain gate and see how he can hide."
Behind Wu Chongtian, a group of masters from the Purple Flame Sect who came with him spoke one after another, eager to rush in immediately and catch Mo Wangchen.
"I advise you to go out on your own, otherwise I will really take action."
It has to be said that the instigation of those people did have an effect, and Wu Chongtian also felt that there was no need to talk so much nonsense with Mo Wangchen.
His voice came out, but there was no response. Wu Chongtian suddenly snorted coldly.
"Boom!"
He turned his palm and pressed it out. In an instant, the big hand of the void covered the sky and cast a large shadow on the ground, like a mountain, pressing towards the Moge Mountain Gate, intending to directly destroy the newly established sect.
"presumptuous!"
Xue Qinglin shouted coldly, stood up from the ground, and without any hesitation, slapped him away with his palm.
A big handprint emerged, stirring up the general situation in all directions, and finally collided violently with the pressing hand.
"Boom..."
The shocking explosion erupted instantly, and the billowing heat wave seemed to evaporate the void, sweeping towards the surroundings.
"Condensation!"
Wu Chongtian snorted coldly, put his two fingers together, and pointed towards the snowy green forest in the distance.
In an instant, a soaring sword light cut through the sky and descended. It seemed to be cut out from the chaos, with astonishing power, which distorted the void and eclipsed the entire world.
"break!"
Xue Qinglin didn't dare to be careless at all. He had only become a true immortal not long ago, and he came from the lower realm. Now he had to deal with Wu Chongtian, a master who had been famous for a long time, with all his strength.
The ancient imperial edict appeared in his hand, and the ancient scriptures on it were densely packed. It rose into the sky and turned into a dark mountain, standing horizontally in the sky.
"Crack!"
The sword light slashed down and touched the mountain formed by the scriptures.
In an instant, the collision broke out again, and the mountain was sent flying back. The mountain shook as if it was about to break into rubble.
Wu Chongtian gained the upper hand, snorted coldly, connected his fingers in the air, and infinite sword light flew out, densely packed like raindrops, pointing directly at the mountain.
This is a terrifying attack. Thousands of swords come out at once, leaving no one vulnerable and capable of killing everything.
Everyone around them was frightened. It is not difficult to imagine that if they were targeted by such a sea of swords, they would be dead.
"Break it for me!"
Xue Qinglin shouted, endless ancient texts spread above the imperial edict, and the power of the ancient scriptures blessed the mountain, making it even more terrifying and astonishing.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
The mountain shook the sky, and smashed out with force, shattering the sword light all over the sky.
The sword light was endless, constantly slashing out from Wu Chongtian, densely packed, trying to chop the mountain into powder.
Sparks of lightning flashed across the sky. This was a terrifying clash of holy arts. Both of them were true experts in the fairyland. Looking at the southern region, they were considered quite impressive.
The mountain was as solid and unbreakable as the Nine Heavens Divine Iron. It rushed all the way, annihilating countless sword lights, and finally reached the top of Wu Chongtian's head, trying to suppress him.
"not good!"
The expressions of the masters of the Purple Flame Sect changed dramatically. Although they all had cultivation in the Virtual Immortal Realm, compared with the True Immortal Realm, they were not the same as before. If this mountain fell, none of them would be able to survive.