Chapter 363: Killing the Divine Sword Sect
On the other side, on top of a high sacred peak in the Ten Thousand Mountains of Guangxi Province.
Due to the revival of spiritual energy and the geological movements in the past few decades, this mountain has risen up to form this beautiful high mountain spiritual peak, covering a vast area of dozens of miles.
The entire Lingfeng was occupied by the Divine Sword Sect more than ten years ago.
It is the heartland of the Divine Sword Sect and also the main gate of the sect. Countless elegant ancient wooden buildings have been built there, looking lifelike.
Moreover, the sect is rich in spiritual energy, and there are many disciples who can fly around freely on swords. It is truly a great place for practicing.
Every day, countless ordinary disciples and various independent cultivators want to come and join the sect.
Outside this sacred peak, a figure wearing a black robe and with a murderous aura lingering around him quickly flew over.
"Stop! This is the important place of our Divine Sword Sect! Who are you and how dare you fly in the air here!"
Chonglou has a head of ink-black hair and bulging muscles with blue veins. Compared with Luohou, he looks more powerful.
He stood with his hands behind his back, tall and proud, and looked calmly at the Divine Sword Sect's gatekeeper disciple who was shouting at him.
"I am the Demon Lord that your Divine Sword Sect has been chasing after these days~"
Chonglou's calm voice came.
The disciples who guarded the sect immediately showed a look of doubt.
He was just a mediocre gatekeeper disciple.
He had no idea that the high-ranking officials within the organization had ordered the hunt.
However, any discerning person could see that the other party had no good intentions.
Doesn't this murderous look mean he's here to cause trouble?
However, having been in the cultivation world for so long, he naturally wouldn't just go there and seek death like those disciples who were unable to think flexibly.
"So it's you, Senior, who has come to visit. There must be some misunderstandings that I'm not aware of. If you have time, I hope you can wait for half an incense stick of time. I will go back and inform the senior elders~"
The disciple who guarded the sect had a fawning look on his face and quickly took out a talisman from his storage bag.
With a wave of his hand, it was ignited and scattered into the sky.
The next moment, a red color like flames suddenly ignited in the sky above the entire Divine Sword Sect.
It was obvious that this disciple was sending out a signal that only people within the sect could understand.
However, looking at the dazzling red color in the sky, it can be seen that this signal is definitely not a sign of welcoming guests.
Luohou quietly watched this clever disciple's self-righteous performance.
With the golden finger and the cultivation level of the Tribulation Realm, he does not need to be afraid of such a small sect.
Even if an old man in the Mahayana period came, he would only become nourishment for his practice.
Chonglou stepped quietly in the void, with his hands behind his back and the black robe on his body rustling loudly, and his whole body exuded an invisible majesty.
Suddenly, bursts of slightly obscene laughter came into my ears.
He subconsciously looked back.
He saw a huge white ship sailing in the air hundreds of meters away from him.
The white boat was filled with young and beautiful women, all smiling as they served a few elegantly dressed men.
Among them, a young man wearing a colorful long gown with a chrysanthemum pattern printed on his forehead, holding a glass of clear red wine in his hand, looked down at Chonglou.
Waves of invisible spiritual energy emanated from the young man from time to time.
"Hey, Huaxia China monk, if you can't enter the Divine Sword Sect, why don't you come in with us to work? We just happen to be short of a pet dog on our ship~"
Hearing the man's words, the group of young people around him burst into laughter.
Chonglou narrowed his eyes and his face instantly turned gloomy.
He always felt more and more uncomfortable looking at the temperament of these guys in front of him.
Then he paid a little attention.
Then I noticed that the man with a chrysanthemum printed on his forehead actually had a square mustache between his philtrum.
Who else could this extremely distinctive appearance be but the Japanese devils?
"Are you the devils who are living a good life?"
Chonglou asked with an evil smile on his face.
"Devil?"
The young man was slightly startled, then reacted, "In their country, the term 'guizi' is an exaggerated or cute term, but in China it is a term used to insult them..."
But he doesn't care about these verbal benefits
Instead, he suddenly picked up the slender waist of the woman next to him and turned around on the deck. Then he sniffed the woman's body fragrance carefully and showed an extremely intoxicated expression.
"As the saying goes, a man of many talents is a hero. I believe that it is not difficult for you to see our identities~"
"Why don't you come to my flying boat and be my dog~ I can take my dog into places where Chinese people can't enter~"
The young man lowered his teasing gaze, and the woman then looked at Chonglou.
Just once!
His heart was suddenly shocked.
It was only because his eyes met Chonglou's two bloody gazes that were full of murderous intent and extremely terrifying!
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