After making arrangements for Doctor Jing and others, Zhong Zihao took Huo Ling and Bing Ling and went straight to Wuliang Sect.
Although Zi Ling is naughty and playful, with her around, ordinary warriors can't hurt more than a few people. As for the troublesome things involved, whether it is the Holy Hand Medical Immortal himself, or Lao Cai Tou and Qian Duoduo, who is not
Old fox?
The three of them did not stop, and in just over ten days, they arrived at Mengji Mountain, the headquarters of Wuliang Sect.
I haven’t seen you for many years, but Mengji Mountain still has charming scenery and full of aura. Compared with Yuntian Continent, this place is no different from a fairyland on earth.
However, when they arrived this time, they immediately sensed the difference here.
The so-called difference here is the atmosphere. At this moment, there is a sense of solemnity permeating the Wuliang Sect.
Zhong Zihao frowned slightly, thinking that Wuliang Sect already knew what happened in Phantom City, and was probably ready at this moment, waiting for him to deliver it to his door.
However, back then, the Wuliang Sect had killed him and Murong Wan, and this hatred had become unrelenting. No matter what the reason was, it could not stop his determination to destroy the Wuliang Sect.
When Zhong Zihao and the others arrived, not even a single person could be seen outside the huge Mengji Mountain, and the disciples guarding the mountain were nowhere to be seen.
He frowned slightly, without thinking much, and headed straight for the core hall with the Fire Spirit and Ice Spirit.
"Everyone, this sect leader has been waiting for a long time!"
As soon as he appeared, he saw nearly twenty figures with powerful auras standing in the square in front of the core hall. The fluctuations around the four people in the center were particularly obvious.
The person who spoke was a middle-aged strong man in a green robe. If anyone looked carefully, they could see a hint of anxiety between his brows.
He has a square face, a medium build, two deeply sunken eyes, and the hair on his temples is slightly white. But the fluctuation of aura emanating from his body clearly shows that he is at the middle stage of the Divine Realm.
This person is Zhao Xian, the leader of Wuliang Sect!
They had already received the news about what happened in Phantom City, and they were a little surprised at the time. How could they offend a young man with terrifying strength for no reason? They also heard that this man killed the thirty-first ranked man with one sword.
Ranking the strongest.
The Wuliang Sect felt that it could not cope with such strength, and immediately mobilized all its connections to find support. However, most of the forces that had good relations with the Wuliang Sect in the past found various excuses and did not dare to come forward.
Just kidding, wouldn't an enemy that even the Wuliang Sect find difficult to fight against would die faster if faced by ordinary forces?
Just when Zhao Xian and others were on the verge of despair, they received unexpected good news: Wen Xinzhai was willing to take action to help his comrades tide over the difficulties.
Wen Xin Zhai is not an ordinary sect force. Like Biyang Yun Palace, they are directly under the Taihuang Palace, and their strength is unpredictable.
With their help, there are few things that cannot be solved!
However, while agreeing to help, Wen Xinzhai added a condition.
Of course, although this condition seems a bit difficult, and even seems to be taking advantage of the situation, the Wuliang Sect has no choice at all at this moment. Apart from gritting one's teeth and accepting it, there is no possibility of having any objections.
After the two parties reached an agreement on the terms, Wen Xinzhai promised that deacons from the late stage of the Tongshen Realm would lead the powerful men to the scene to help.
But what aggravated Zhao Xian and others the most was that Wen Xinzhai's actions were too slow. The enemies had already attacked the mountain gate, and reinforcements had not yet arrived.
Zhong Zihao has already locked the four people with the most terrifying auras in the center. If his guess is correct, in addition to the sect leader Zhao Xian and the Supreme Elder, the other two should be the powerful people on the earth's list that Wuliang Sect has attracted over the years.
Fortunately, although the strength of the people on the opposite side was extraordinary, they did not pose much of a threat to him.
"You dismissed the sect disciples early. It seems that you have no confidence in yourself." Zhong Zihao teased.
"snort!"
Zhao Xian was noncommittal: "This sect leader just wants to ask, who are you, and what grudges do you have with the Wuliang Sect?"
As the leader of a sect, Zhao Xian did not want to have an unclear fight, and he would not believe that just because of the Holy Hand Medical Immortal, the other party would come all the way to destroy the sect.
On the other hand, having a conversation to find out the other person's details can also delay some time.
A sneer escaped from the corner of Zhong Zihao's mouth. Just when everyone thought he was about to answer, they heard a cold voice coming from their ears: "Kill!"
Since it was destined to be undying hatred, in Zhong Zihao's view, there was no need to explain. Moreover, he could feel that this group of people seemed to be waiting for some back-up plan.
"Hello!"
The fire spirit shouted, and the surging source power suddenly surged out. In an instant, a sea of fire covered the sky, and countless fire dragons flew out from it, igniting the majestic Mengji Mountain.
Without saying a word, Bing Ling flashed into the air. As he waved his hands, countless ice crystals condensed and turned into deadly sharp arrows that struck him.
"If you bully someone too much, kill him!"
Zhao Xian and others were horrified. In the face of such an attack, the elders and deacons he left behind were completely useless.
They already knew the Fire Spirit's methods, but they didn't expect that the strength was much more terrifying than expected. The Ice Spirit had never taken action in the Phantom City, and the moment it made a move, everyone was stunned.
"Puff puff puff...ah!"
For a time, the sound of wailing could be heard in the sky above Mengji Mountain. Those warriors who had not cultivated to the realm of gods were killed or injured more than half in an instant, and the remaining people were fleeing for their lives.
"Boom!"
A ray of sword light shot out of the sky, and as the shocking power descended, a space crack about a foot wide appeared in the void, and the sword actually split the sea of fire into two halves.
The one who took action was the Supreme Elder, whose cultivation level was approaching the late stage of the Divine Realm.
"let me!"
Bing Ling shouted loudly, moved his hands in a circle, and two icicles about ten feet long fell from the sky, hitting the opponent's head with the force of a mountain.
"Hey, let me deal with those little minions first!"
Amid the wild laughter of the Fire Spirit, the endless sea of fire seemed to have spirituality, dividing into dozens of fire dragons and wandering across the sky, chasing the few surviving elders and fleeing.
"Clang, clang, clang... boom!"
At this moment, among the four powerful men on the opposite side, except for the sect leader Zhao Xian, all of them used their magic weapons to attack.
Swords and swords pierced the sky, and fire dragons and ice cones flew. In the blink of an eye, the beautiful and timeless Mengji Mountain in the past has become thousands of ravines and desolate areas.
"You little beast is too vicious, die!"
Zhao Xian's face turned pale. Seeing the high-level officials of the Wuliang Sect that he had worked hard for fall one by one, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. He raised his hand and pulled out a spear with a terrifying aura. It burst out with a shocking wrath, tearing the void and charging.
And out.
Zhong Zihao was keenly aware that as Zhao Xian flew by, the aura in his body continued to increase until he reached the late stage of the Divine Realm. Thinking that today's unparalleled disaster had dealt a big blow to him, he used an unknown secret method as soon as he took action.
Prepare to kill the enemy with one blow.
"Okay, let me come and see how capable your sect master is!"
Zhong Zihao slowly rose into the air, and a long sword as smooth as a mirror leaped into his hand.