Chapter 257 It’s really amazing!
At this time, a team of 30,000 immortals marched across many places in the Central Territory with great awe under the eyes of countless people.
Not long after, they arrived at the Eastern Region.
Rumble...
The originally clear sky was immediately eclipsed, with flying sand and rocks all the way, and yellow sand. A terrifying pressure filled the surrounding void. In an instant, the vegetation was silent, and the birds and animals were trembling in fear.
The figures of thirty thousand immortals appeared, filled with sacred immortal energy, surrounded by bright immortal light, colorful, and extremely spectacular from a distance.
The clothes they wear are iconic and can be distinguished from which sect they come from.
Among them, Wuji Dao Sect has the largest number of immortals, which shows that the sect has a strong foundation. It is no wonder that they can become the leader of the Eight Dao Sects.
"Tsk tsk, is this the Eastern Region?"
"The concentration of immortal energy in this world cannot be compared with that in our central realm."
"It seems like the Red Devil escaped here, so there won't be much room for improvement."
"It's so sad that the Red Demon in the Megatron Central Region has fallen into such a state of desolation!"
This group of immortals from the Seven Dao Sect walked in the sky of the Eastern Territory, with proud expressions on their brows, and their words were full of contempt for the Eastern Territory, and they felt disdain for the target of the crusade.
In their opinion, no matter how powerful the Red Demon is, but now he is forced to flee to a place like this to recharge his batteries, even if he comes back one day, how much trouble can he cause in the Central Region?
"Seeing this, I am even more sure that Cangming Dao Sect's remarks are pure fart. If the Red Devil stands in front of him now, I don't even need fellow Taoists to take action. He can be killed with one punch!"
Yang Wei, the leader of Liuli Dao Sect, gently twirled his mustache and said proudly.
"What Sect Master Yang said is very good." Xu Boqi, the Sect Master of Qiandao Sect next to him, was wearing a brown robe and had a serious face full of smiles.
Suddenly, he remembered something and said contemptuously: "Speaking of Cangming Dao Sect, I don't know what the man named Ye thinks. They have been holding funerals all the time. This show of hypocrisy is too much. ”
For these days, because of Ye Wusheng's performance, Cangming Dao Sect's upper-level circles in the Central Region have long been a source of laughter.
Hearing this, several other sect leaders looked strange.
Because the performance of 뀘 is really contrary to common sense.
You could say that he valued love and justice, and I thought there was something strange about him, but if you say that he was too timid to come, he was holding a funeral for 깊 and there was no room left.
It’s quite contradictory!
"Fellow Taoists, based on 놖's understanding of Ye Wusheng, he is not like 놆 who would bother with such trivial matters, so we can force him to do this unless 놆 is doing something more important."
Qin Shou, the leader of the Haoyue Dao Sect, said in a deep voice. There is a crescent moon mark on his eyebrows, which is silvery white and flashes with bright light from time to time.
"Haha, does this old boy think that with our strength, we can't defeat the Red Demon?"
Yang Wei sneered.
The other sect leaders looked at each other and shook their heads. It was obvious that they all thought this statement was ridiculous.
When the Red Devil's cultivation level was a top-level true immortal, and he had rare combat power, he was able to make trouble in the central region. Later, he relied on secret methods to escape forcefully. At least he would suffer a decline in his realm, right?
Even though they had some adventures in the past few years and returned to their heyday, times have changed and top-level true immortals are no longer rare. There are only two to three thousand in their team now.
What's more, their seven sect masters all have the same level of immortal cultivation, and any one of them can sweep across the Eastern Territory.
In this situation, how could he not be able to defeat the Red Demon?
Hang it up in a minute!
"Sect Leader Ye is indeed mourning for Elder Wei. This can be proved. Fellow Taoists, please stop making unreasonable comments about him."
Suddenly, Feng Qingyang spoke with a majestic face.
The spies he placed in the Cangming Dao Sect came to report this. Ye Wusheng knelt at the funeral from beginning to end, expressing deep condolences for Elder Wei's portrait.
It’s so affectionate and touching!
"oh?"
The other sect leaders looked slightly sideways, with surprise in their eyes.
Do they really use the villain 껣뀞 to judge the gentleman 껣 belly깊?
Since the head of the Wuji Dao Sect personally guaranteed it, they could not continue to delve into this topic.
Swish swish swish~
During this period, the seven sect masters released huge spiritual consciousness, sweeping in all directions like a storm.
When they saw the majestic One Hundred Thousand Immortals, their expressions were startled, and then they showed greedy and fiery intentions.
"Wonderful! I didn't expect that there would be such an opportunity in the Eastern Region?" Yang Wei, the leader of Liuli Dao Sect, said with a smile while stroking his hands.
"So many immortals must contain rich resources. It seems that the monks here are not blessed to enjoy them." Another sect leader said meaningfully.
Feng Qingyang quickly calmed down and said in a deep voice: "We will discuss this matter later. Don't forget the purpose of our trip."
He thought that a while ago, Holy Lord Xuan 꽭 specially sent people to the Eastern Region. If the existence of the Hundred Thousand Immortals was known to 뀘껩, it was still unknown whether the Seven Dao Sect could get involved.
"Master Huanfeng Sect can see clearly." Xu Boqi, the leader of Qiangan Dao Sect, said in a complimentary tone.
"Yes, yes." The other sect leaders nodded in agreement.
After all, among their group, Feng Qingyang is the leader, so they naturally want to please them.
"Before this, find someone to ask for directions, determine the direction, and concentrate on surrounding them to prevent the Red Demon from escaping!"
Feng Qingyang's tone contained murderous intent. This time he was determined to avenge his dead son.
"Everyone, I feel that there is a sect in the northwest, and the monks there must know about it."
"Walk!"
Boom~
This impressive team of immortals quickly approached the Xuanji Sword Sect.
"Fuck!"
Feeling the arrival of countless terrifying auras, the monks of the Xuanji Sword Sect were so frightened that their hairs stood up, and their eyes showed half astonishment and half fear.
Was there any mistake?
All these immortals appear in groups?
"Huh, tell me..." Feng Qingyang spoke with a stern look on his face and a majestic face, but before he could finish his words, he was cut off by the next sentence.
"If you walk eighty million miles to the south, you can reach Xuanjin Sect! You're welcome! Go!"
Feng Qingyang: "???"
Damn it, how do you know what to ask?
You predict the future! ?
The other sect leaders were shocked. They didn't expect that a big boss in this small sword cultivator sect could figure out their intentions!
Feng Qingyang forced down his head of surprise, raised his hands and saluted, "Thank you, fellow Taoist!"
He didn't even finish his words, and people knew his purpose.
How amazing!
After all, no matter where he is, such a fortune teller who can predict hexagrams and accurately predict is worthy of respect.
"Let's go to Xuan꽭 Sect!" Feng Qingyang waved his hand, and the immortals rushed to their destination in a hurry.
Looking at the disappearing direction, Xue Wuhen stood on the top floor of the Jiange Pavilion, his stern face twitching slightly.
This scene looks inexplicably familiar!
But that's not the point. The point is, why do you outsiders come here to ask for directions?
Is that too much?
The depressed Xue Wuhen thought about it and decided to issue an order.
"Come here, build a sign for 놖, write the location of 껗Xuan꽭 Sect, and hang it on the top so that everyone can see it!"