Chapter 508: Monsters Gather, Devils Attack
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Wu Yi Yun
Chapter 5
Then a group of people went to Pantao Mountain.
Pantao Mountain is named after a peculiar peach tree on the mountain.
Although the spiritual peach produced by this peculiar peach tree is not as exaggerated as in the myth, eating one of the flat peaches can lead to Taoism and ascension.
But it is also very cherished.
It is said that taking a bite can increase life expectancy and cultivation.
Therefore, this peculiar peach tree is considered precious.
Considering that Pantao Mountain is located within the Territory of Scaring Swords.
In other words, this city is currently controlled by the Shocking Sword Sect.
I don't know why.
Son of Ziguang chose this place for the banquet.
Even if Jing Daozong was dissatisfied, he had to choose to cooperate and temporarily "lease" Pantao Mountain to Ziguang Shengzi.
When Chu Jing and his party arrived near Pantao Mountain, there were many figures in front of them, most of them were cultivators watching.
"Brother Chu, one of the sons of the Ziguang Shengzi Yaoguang Holy Land, he is powerful and powerful like a demon. Because of his status, many casual cultivators will come to curry favor with him. Although the hope is slim, if he can be appreciated by the Ziguang Shengzi , as his servant, he can also flourish..."
Yan Chixiao explained with a smile, Chu Jing heard the words and felt calm.
Not surprisingly.
Those who choose to kneel and lick to make friends with the son of Ziguang.
Mostly mediocre.
The road is limited, so you can only be a running dog.
After all, a real immortal must have his own heart and dignity.
Without these two things.
Xianlu's achievements are also very limited.
"But those people are obviously not qualified enough."
Sun Jiaojiao, a girl in a green skirt next to Yan Chixiao, said enviously, "I heard that the servants of the Son of Purple Light are all at the level of human immortals. Many of these casual cultivators are low-level venerables, and even high-level cultivators There are not many people...how can they be qualified to be servants?"
Yan Chixiao nodded with a smile: "That's the truth, it's a pity that these people pretend not to understand."
"Speaking of Ziguang Shengzi's servants, I heard that there was one named Feng Lu who was beaten by Jianzong Daozi Chu Jing!"
Someone in Yan Chixiao's team brought up such a topic.
Several people immediately opened the chatterbox.
"Who is that Chu Jing?"
"I heard that he is the strongest sword sect ever, even better than the ancestor of the sword sect and the second generation head teacher Jian Wuqing! Is this true or false?"
"Even so, Daozi of Jianzong, compared with the son of the Holy Land, there is still a gap in status? Then why did Chu Jing dare to do this?"
Loose cultivators are boring in practice, and they like to chat about gossip on weekdays.
Especially such a big event where geniuses collide.
It's hard for them not to pay attention.
In the midst of heated discussions, Sun Jiaojiao said: "If it were me, I would be as angry as Daozi. After all, it was my banquet. Even if Feng Lu has a high status, he is a servant after all. Come to my banquet to lie , how can I have no opinion?"
Yan Chixiao also said: "I will also preside over Chu Jing in this matter. After all, Feng Lu is too arrogant, so this is not good..."
As the two said this, the rest of the companions laughed.
"Although in theory, Chu Jing is reasonable, but if you really want to choose one of you to stand in line, you must choose Ziguang Shengzi?"
Sun Jiaojiao stuck out her tongue when she heard the words, her face turned slightly red, obviously acquiescing.
Yan Chixiao smiled wryly and shook his head: "It's not our turn to fight in a game of that level."
Several people were chatting, and noticed that Chu Jing's expression was indifferent, and he didn't intend to make a speech.
After a simple get-together, everyone knew that Chu Jing was cold-tempered, so they didn't feel anything wrong.
However, Sun Jiaojiao still asked: "This fellow Taoist, if it were you, would you choose to stand in line with the Holy Child or Chu Jing?"
Chu Jing said lightly: "This kind of question is meaningless."
"We're just talking and playing."
Sun Jiaojiao was not angry, and said in a coquettish tone, "We are just assuming, if you insist on standing in line, who would you choose?"
Chu Jing said without hesitation: "I will kill Feng Lu, and I will kill Ziguang Shengzi."
"?"
Everyone was stunned when they heard the words, and then burst into laughter.
They naturally thought that Chu Jing was joking.
Chu Jing looked calm and looked at the sky.
"Hahaha! Today is the grand feast for Son of Purple Light, how can I, Feng Xingyu, not come?"
Maniacal laughter sounded from overhead.
Yan Chixiao and the others who were joking all turned pale.
"It's Feng Xingyu, the holy land of all demons!"
Wait for a few people to look up.
The originally clear sky had turned gray, as if night had fallen.
And in dense black.
A young man in black robe flew slowly past, with black magic fire burning on his body.
He flew over the heads of the crowd and stayed on the mountain path outside Pantao Mountain.
At this time, the entrance of Pantao Mountain was guarded by many disciples of the Shocking Sword Sect.
Some Tianjiao who have obtained spirit crystals and participated in the banquet are also waiting here.
As Feng Xingyu fell, many Tianjiao showed anger: "Feng Xingyu, it's you!"
"This is the place where righteousness gathers, how dare you come?"
"Are you sullying the banquet?"
In the Shengyuan Continent, the three holy lands are hidden from the world.
The ten top sects are fighting openly and secretly.
On the contrary, on the side of the Demonic Dao, there is rare peace and unity, and a super Demonic Dao force has been formed, that is, the Holy Cult of Ten Thousand Demons!
And Feng Xingyu is an evildoer from the Ten Thousand Devils Sect.
Over the years, he has killed people all over the Shengyuan Continent.
Those killed are basically human immortals, elites from the ten top sects!
and so.
This guy is also a little devil.
For the orthodox sect, it is also an extremely disgusting existence.
But today.
Feng Xingyu dared to come here?
The monsters of the orthodox sect are naturally unbearable.
As for the casual cultivators watching around, seeing Feng Xingyu's appearance, they couldn't help but retreat, trying to distance themselves from this monster.
After all, the devil had a lot of blood on his hands.
If he was killed, there would be no reason to go!
"Jie Jie Jie! You bunch of so-called righteous pigs and dogs, you didn't open this place. If I want to come, what can you do to me?"
Looking at the angry evildoers of the righteous way, Feng Xingyu showed a wicked smile.
"Moxie, you can't help being rampant here!"
An evildoer of the Shocking Sword Sect, the black iron knife in his hand released a burst of black light.
"Tear!"
The space collapsed.
Seeing that the black light was about to cut at Feng Xingyu.
The latter lightly took out a purple stone from the Naxu Jie.
Psychic!
"This?"
The genius of the Shocked Sword Sect was stunned.
Isn't this spirit crystal an "invitation" from Son of Purple Light?
"Why are there words on his spirit crystal?"
There was also an evildoer who was invited, pointing at the spirit stone in Feng Xingyu's hand in disbelief.
Feng Xingyu grinned and said: "Because to the Holy Son, only those who are truly worthy of attention will engrave letters. You trash are just ordinary people, so naturally he will not engrave your spirit crystals!"
As he spoke, he deliberately lifted the spirit crystal, and he could see the word "seal" engraved on it.
"The Holy Son also invited you?"
At this time, the monsters of the righteous path also gradually understood the situation, and their faces were very ugly.
"Hey! Is it weird?"
Feng Xingyu grinned and said, "For Master Shengzi, there is no difference between the so-called righteousness and evil. Only you despicable bastards will claim to be righteous and look for a sense of superiority. I don't know that bastards like you can do it with a single punch." kill."
When the two gangs confront each other.
Yan Chixiao on this side showed a look of surprise: "Sacred Son of Purple Light, you actually invited the evil spirits?"
"What the hell is the Holy Son thinking? This devil is very bad."
Sun Jiaojiao puffed her cheeks, expressing her dissatisfaction softly.
Chu Jing's expression remained unchanged, he looked at Feng Xingyu, and sensed this person's impressive strength.
And the other side.
The righteous evildoer was very angry at Feng Xingyu.
"Feng Xiaomo, for the sake of the Holy Son, I won't kill you now, but after this banquet is over, I will naturally kill you!"
The evildoer of the Shocked Sword Sect put away the knife.
The rest of the evil spirits of the righteous way also mocked them one after another.
"Hey! A bunch of sharp-mouthed waste, if you don't dare to do it, just talk!"
Feng Xingyu sneered, and immediately pointed it out.
"puff!"
The head of a nearby rogue cultivator burst open like a watermelon, and as his headless body fell down, the rogue cultivators screamed and kept backing away.
The righteous evildoer was dumbfounded.
What is this devil doing?
"I'm different from you so-called good-for-nothings. I, Feng Xingyu, have always been free to do whatever I want. For example, if I want to kill someone now, how dare you stop me?"
While speaking, Feng Xingyu tapped his fingers.
"Puff puff!"
A casual cultivator, even if he ran very far, his head would explode and he would die.
In less than a moment, Feng Xingyu had already killed more than a dozen people.
Such cruel methods have frightened countless passers-by.
On the contrary, the monsters of the righteous way watched all this with cold eyes.
"Feng Xingyu, so what if you kill these casual cultivators? He is not one of us after all."
"Feng Xingyu, you can only bully the weak."
The inaction of the evildoers of the righteous way made the evildoers who were running away feel ashamed.
Feng Xingyu grinned grimly and said, "You claim to be upright, but you don't want to save yourself from death. You guys are really trash!"
Speaking of this, he also felt bored, and when he was about to stop, he suddenly noticed a very dazzling existence among the passers-by who were fleeing.
A young man in Tsing Yi stood among the fleeing passers-by, with his hands on his back, a tall and straight figure, and a pair of eyes, looking at Feng Xingyu indifferently.
I am killing myself.
It's fine if this casual cultivator doesn't run away.
How dare you look at yourself like this?
Thinking of this, Feng Xingyu already felt a little unhappy.
Subsequently.
He raised his finger and aimed at the head of the casual cultivator in Tsing Yi with invisible thought power.
"burst!"
Then a group of people went to Pantao Mountain.
Pantao Mountain is named after a peculiar peach tree on the mountain.
Although the spiritual peach produced by this peculiar peach tree is not as exaggerated as in the myth, eating one of the flat peaches can lead to Taoism and ascension.
But it is also very cherished.
It is said that taking a bite can increase life expectancy and cultivation.
Therefore, this peculiar peach tree is considered precious.
Considering that Pantao Mountain is located within the Territory of Scaring Swords.
In other words, this city is currently controlled by the Shocking Sword Sect.
I don't know why.
Son of Ziguang chose this place for the banquet.
Even if Jing Daozong was dissatisfied, he had to choose to cooperate and temporarily "lease" Pantao Mountain to Ziguang Shengzi.
When Chu Jing and his party arrived near Pantao Mountain, there were many figures in front of them, most of them were cultivators watching.
"Brother Chu, one of the sons of the Ziguang Shengzi Yaoguang Holy Land, he is powerful and powerful like a demon. Because of his status, many casual cultivators will come to curry favor with him. Although the hope is slim, if he can be appreciated by the Ziguang Shengzi , as his servant, he can also flourish..."
Yan Chixiao explained with a smile, Chu Jing heard the words and felt calm.
Not surprisingly.
Those who choose to kneel and lick to make friends with the son of Ziguang.
Mostly mediocre.
The road is limited, so you can only be a running dog.
After all, a real immortal must have his own heart and dignity.
Without these two things.
Xianlu's achievements are also very limited.
"But those people are obviously not qualified enough."
Sun Jiaojiao, a girl in a green skirt next to Yan Chixiao, said enviously, "I heard that the servants of the Son of Purple Light are all at the level of human immortals. Many of these casual cultivators are low-level venerables, and even high-level cultivators There are not many people...how can they be qualified to be servants?"
Yan Chixiao nodded with a smile: "That's the truth, it's a pity that these people pretend not to understand."
"Speaking of Ziguang Shengzi's servants, I heard that there was one named Feng Lu who was beaten by Jianzong Daozi Chu Jing!"
Someone in Yan Chixiao's team brought up such a topic.
Several people immediately opened the chatterbox.
"Who is that Chu Jing?"
"I heard that he is the strongest sword sect ever, even better than the ancestor of the sword sect and the second generation head teacher Jian Wuqing! Is this true or false?"
"Even so, Daozi of Jianzong, compared with the son of the Holy Land, there is still a gap in status? Then why did Chu Jing dare to do this?"
Loose cultivators are boring in practice, and they like to chat about gossip on weekdays.
Especially such a big event where geniuses collide.
It's hard for them not to pay attention.
In the midst of heated discussions, Sun Jiaojiao said: "If it were me, I would be as angry as Daozi. After all, it was my banquet. Even if Feng Lu has a high status, he is a servant after all. Come to my banquet to lie , how can I have no opinion?"
Yan Chixiao also said: "I will also preside over Chu Jing in this matter. After all, Feng Lu is too arrogant, so this is not good..."
As the two said this, the rest of the companions laughed.
"Although in theory, Chu Jing is reasonable, but if you really want to choose one of you to stand in line, you must choose Ziguang Shengzi?"
Sun Jiaojiao stuck out her tongue when she heard the words, her face turned slightly red, obviously acquiescing.
Yan Chixiao smiled wryly and shook his head: "It's not our turn to fight in a game of that level."
Several people were chatting, and noticed that Chu Jing's expression was indifferent, and he didn't intend to make a speech.
After a simple get-together, everyone knew that Chu Jing was cold-tempered, so they didn't feel anything wrong.
However, Sun Jiaojiao still asked: "This fellow Taoist, if it were you, would you choose to stand in line with the Holy Child or Chu Jing?"
Chu Jing said lightly: "This kind of question is meaningless."
"We're just talking and playing."
Sun Jiaojiao was not angry, and said in a coquettish tone, "We are just assuming, if you insist on standing in line, who would you choose?"
Chu Jing said without hesitation: "I will kill Feng Lu, and I will kill Ziguang Shengzi."
"?"
Everyone was stunned when they heard the words, and then burst into laughter.
They naturally thought that Chu Jing was joking.
Chu Jing looked calm and looked at the sky.
"Hahaha! Today is the grand feast for Son of Purple Light, how can I, Feng Xingyu, not come?"
Maniacal laughter sounded from overhead.
Yan Chixiao and the others who were joking all turned pale.
"It's Feng Xingyu, the holy land of all demons!"
Wait for a few people to look up.
The originally clear sky had turned gray, as if night had fallen.
And in dense black.
A young man in black robe flew slowly past, with black magic fire burning on his body.
He flew over the heads of the crowd and stayed on the mountain path outside Pantao Mountain.
At this time, the entrance of Pantao Mountain was guarded by many disciples of the Shocking Sword Sect.
Some Tianjiao who have obtained spirit crystals and participated in the banquet are also waiting here.
As Feng Xingyu fell, many Tianjiao showed anger: "Feng Xingyu, it's you!"
"This is the place where righteousness gathers, how dare you come?"
"Are you sullying the banquet?"
In the Shengyuan Continent, the three holy lands are hidden from the world.
The ten top sects are fighting openly and secretly.
On the contrary, on the side of the Demonic Dao, there is rare peace and unity, and a super Demonic Dao force has been formed, that is, the Holy Cult of Ten Thousand Demons!
And Feng Xingyu is an evildoer from the Ten Thousand Devils Sect.
Over the years, he has killed people all over the Shengyuan Continent.
Those killed are basically human immortals, elites from the ten top sects!
and so.
This guy is also a little devil.
For the orthodox sect, it is also an extremely disgusting existence.
But today.
Feng Xingyu dared to come here?
The monsters of the orthodox sect are naturally unbearable.
As for the casual cultivators watching around, seeing Feng Xingyu's appearance, they couldn't help but retreat, trying to distance themselves from this monster.
After all, the devil had a lot of blood on his hands.
If he was killed, there would be no reason to go!
"Jie Jie Jie! You bunch of so-called righteous pigs and dogs, you didn't open this place. If I want to come, what can you do to me?"
Looking at the angry evildoers of the righteous way, Feng Xingyu showed a wicked smile.
"Moxie, you can't help being rampant here!"
An evildoer of the Shocking Sword Sect, the black iron knife in his hand released a burst of black light.
"Tear!"
The space collapsed.
Seeing that the black light was about to cut at Feng Xingyu.
The latter lightly took out a purple stone from the Naxu Jie.
Psychic!
"This?"
The genius of the Shocked Sword Sect was stunned.
Isn't this spirit crystal an "invitation" from Son of Purple Light?
"Why are there words on his spirit crystal?"
There was also an evildoer who was invited, pointing at the spirit stone in Feng Xingyu's hand in disbelief.
Feng Xingyu grinned and said: "Because to the Holy Son, only those who are truly worthy of attention will engrave letters. You trash are just ordinary people, so naturally he will not engrave your spirit crystals!"
As he spoke, he deliberately lifted the spirit crystal, and he could see the word "seal" engraved on it.
"The Holy Son also invited you?"
At this time, the monsters of the righteous path also gradually understood the situation, and their faces were very ugly.
"Hey! Is it weird?"
Feng Xingyu grinned and said, "For Master Shengzi, there is no difference between the so-called righteousness and evil. Only you despicable bastards will claim to be righteous and look for a sense of superiority. I don't know that bastards like you can do it with a single punch." kill."
When the two gangs confront each other.
Yan Chixiao on this side showed a look of surprise: "Sacred Son of Purple Light, you actually invited the evil spirits?"
"What the hell is the Holy Son thinking? This devil is very bad."
Sun Jiaojiao puffed her cheeks, expressing her dissatisfaction softly.
Chu Jing's expression remained unchanged, he looked at Feng Xingyu, and sensed this person's impressive strength.
And the other side.
The righteous evildoer was very angry at Feng Xingyu.
"Feng Xiaomo, for the sake of the Holy Son, I won't kill you now, but after this banquet is over, I will naturally kill you!"
The evildoer of the Shocked Sword Sect put away the knife.
The rest of the evil spirits of the righteous way also mocked them one after another.
"Hey! A bunch of sharp-mouthed waste, if you don't dare to do it, just talk!"
Feng Xingyu sneered, and immediately pointed it out.
"puff!"
The head of a nearby rogue cultivator burst open like a watermelon, and as his headless body fell down, the rogue cultivators screamed and kept backing away.
The righteous evildoer was dumbfounded.
What is this devil doing?
"I'm different from you so-called good-for-nothings. I, Feng Xingyu, have always been free to do whatever I want. For example, if I want to kill someone now, how dare you stop me?"
While speaking, Feng Xingyu tapped his fingers.
"Puff puff!"
A casual cultivator, even if he ran very far, his head would explode and he would die.
In less than a moment, Feng Xingyu had already killed more than a dozen people.
Such cruel methods have frightened countless passers-by.
On the contrary, the monsters of the righteous way watched all this with cold eyes.
"Feng Xingyu, so what if you kill these casual cultivators? He is not one of us after all."
"Feng Xingyu, you can only bully the weak."
The inaction of the evildoers of the righteous way made the evildoers who were running away feel ashamed.
Feng Xingyu grinned grimly and said, "You claim to be upright, but you don't want to save yourself from death. You guys are really trash!"
Speaking of this, he also felt bored, and when he was about to stop, he suddenly noticed a very dazzling existence among the passers-by who were fleeing.
A young man in Tsing Yi stood among the fleeing passers-by, with his hands on his back, a tall and straight figure, and a pair of eyes, looking at Feng Xingyu indifferently.
I am killing myself.
It's fine if this casual cultivator doesn't run away.
How dare you look at yourself like this?
Thinking of this, Feng Xingyu already felt a little unhappy.
Subsequently.
He raised his finger and aimed at the head of the casual cultivator in Tsing Yi with invisible thought power.
"burst!"
