Chapter 1144: Abbot Honglian, the Iron-blooded King of Hell

Youzhou fell to the ground.

In the majestic meeting hall at the mountain gate of Wuxuan Dao Sect, the three supreme elders Chang Yue, Huo Jue, and Lan Ying gathered together, and the atmosphere in the place seemed extremely depressing.

From the slightly anxious expressions of the three people, it is not difficult to tell that they are nervously waiting for something.

After all, according to time calculation, the overseas fairy islands are also closing at this moment, and the moment to decide the fate of Wuxuan Dao Sect is coming soon.

Just at this time, a ten thousand mile transmission note came speeding from afar, burning rapidly in the hall, and the old voice of Mi Qianshang slowly sounded, and the content was the good news about the trip to the Immortal Island.

Not long after, when they heard that Dao Sect had newly promoted the five great Nascent Souls, and that there was a battle at Wuyou Cliff, in which Qin Tian furiously beheaded Yu Wenyuan and slaughtered all the elites of the two factions of ghosts and demons, the atmosphere in the place suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Whether it was the always calm Immortal Lan Ying or the calm and experienced Venerable Changyue, they all couldn't help but look shocked and astonished.

As for the hot-tempered Master Huo Jue, he was immediately turned to stone on the spot.

After everyone reacted, their faces were filled with excitement, and their ecstasy was beyond words.

"Haha~! The ancestors and sects have appeared! God bless our Dao Sect! There is hope for our sect to rise!"

"I have long seen that that boy is definitely not a thing in the pool, and it is just as I expected! This time, annihilating the foundation of demons has really increased my prestige in the righteous way!"

"From now on, our Dao Sect is only one step away from returning to the top immortal sect!"

"Alas~! It's such a pity for that boy Yanhua!"

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However, before everyone could be happy for a long time, news of the Icefield Rebellion and the dispatch of all the Heavenly Demon Sect came from within the telegraph.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became tense, and everyone's expressions became extremely ugly.

Then the Master Huo Jue jumped up and shouted with a furious look on his face:

"Damn it! The demon sect is bullying people too much today. What are we waiting for? We immediately rush to the far north ice field to help. At worst, we will have to fight with those demon bastards!"

After saying that, Master Huo Jue was furious and wanted to walk out of the hall on the spot.

However, although the faces of the Venerable Chang Yue and Immortal Lan Ying were equally ugly, they did not act rashly and impulsively. Instead, they frowned and remained silent.

Seeing this situation, Master Huo Jue immediately became even more angry.

But at this moment, a loud ringing of bells suddenly sounded outside the hall, quickly echoing within the Five Profound Dao Sect, and even slightly anxious shouts came from afar:

"It's not good~! According to the Supreme Elder, Bixiao Sword Sect and Huangquan Mountain have come out in full force. The four powerful Nascent Souls have joined forces to invade and are quickly approaching Fengming Mountain Range!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly fell silent!

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Yanzhou border.

All the abbots and eminent monks of Honglian Temple were out in force, together with the abbots of the twenty-eight Zen monasteries, a total of more than ten Nascent Soul stage masters, driving the boundless Buddha's light across the sky, rushing towards the north ice field.

Wherever you pass along the way, you will see golden light in the sky, endless Sanskrit sounds, and evil spirits retreating for hundreds of miles around. The scene is truly spectacular.

The leader was an old monk with a white beard wearing a red cassock and holding a golden Zen staff. His face was wrinkled but he had a kind face.

Look at this person, surrounded by Buddha's light, with a big sun emerging behind his head, sitting on a golden lotus platform, looking solemn and solemn.

Obviously, the person who came was none other than the abbot of Honglian Temple. He had reached the realm of a great monk in the late Yuanying period and was called the most powerful "Master Mingkong" in Yanzhou!

However, when the eminent monks arrived at the border of Yanzhou, they saw a thick ghost mist rising into the sky from the top of a high mountain in front of them, making the originally sunny sky covered with clouds, and the sound of howling ghosts could be heard. Continuously.

That horrific scene stretched almost a hundred miles away. It was impossible to count how many ghosts and resentful spirits were hidden inside. It was like forming an endless hell, blocking all the ways out.

Within the ghost mist, more than a dozen figures in black robes were clearly visible, all strong in the Yuan Ying stage of the Ghost Dao, suspended in mid-air and waiting for a long time.

And in the front row, there are four middle-stage Nascent Soul masters of different sizes. They are four of the famous ghost kings from the five directions, namely the Ghost King of the Tomb, the Ghost King of the Corpse, the Ghost King of the Wrong Burrower, and the Ghost King of the Seducer!

Seeing this scene, the faces of the Buddhist monks suddenly darkened.

Even the ten thousand feet of Buddha's light sweeping around them stagnated high in the sky, competing with the gloomy ghostly mist in the distance. The two sides were in a tense confrontation!

Master Mingkong was the only one with a calm face, showing no trace of joy or anger, and then he said calmly:

"Amitabha, since Yama's benefactor has come out of the mountain, why not show up and see him?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that under the rolling ghost mist, a gloomy passage suddenly appeared, and a middle-aged man wearing a gray robe with his hands behind his back appeared inside, walking slowly in the air.

Looking at this person's face, he has a majestic appearance, and his eyes are extremely deep, giving people a vague sense of humility and elegance.

But who would have thought that such a seemingly kind-hearted middle-aged man would actually be the real ruler of Guimingyin Mountain, commanding the entire ghost state of Hunzhou, a top-notch strongman who was feared, and had the title of "Iron-Blooded Hell King" "Gu Jiangyue known as!

After arriving at the scene, looking at the majestic Abbot Mingkong opposite, this old opponent who had been fighting for many years, the King of Hell Gu Jiangyue did not get angry. Instead, he couldn't help but said with emotion:

"We haven't seen each other for two hundred years, but fellow Taoist Mingkong remains as charming as ever!"

After hearing this, Master Mingkong also clasped his hands together:

"Amitabha, thank you for your concern, I am not yet at the time of nirvana! May I ask, is your action today going to start a war with our Buddhist sect?"

While speaking, Master Mingkong's eyes were like lightning.

However, Gu Jiangyue smiled slightly and said shockingly:

"Abbot, you are wrong. I have no other intention to come here today. I just want to have a cup of tea and chat with you, and play a game of chess!"

After saying this, Gu Jiangyue casually slapped the giant peak not far away and directly cut it in half, forming a large smooth platform. Then he took out the table, chessboard and other things, and personally served top-grade spiritual tea and fruits.

When everything was ready, Gu Jiangyue politely extended his hand and invited:

"Master, please~!"

Seeing this scene, everyone in the field was stunned.

But Master Mingkong's eyes flashed with brilliance, and then he nodded in approval:

"Amitabha, it's rare that the donor Gu has such a refined taste, so I have no choice but to accompany him!"

After speaking, the golden lotus platform moved with the wind and quickly landed on the platform.

In the following time, the ancestors of the two top forces, who had always been incompatible with each other, began to drink tea and play chess leisurely like "good friends" who had known each other for many years. It was really pleasant.

But around the platform, there were two terrifying auras like the abyss and the sea, and they were engaging in a fierce confrontation!

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