Chapter 166 Jinding Sect, Yan Mengqi

On Luoyu Mountain, there were quite a few monks gathered at this time.

When they saw the spirit boat arriving, especially when they saw the flag hanging high on the spirit boat, all of them changed their colors slightly, and looked at the spirit boat with deep awe in their eyes. Meaning!

Jinding Sect, with Daxuan Zun in charge, is famous far and wide.

Even if all the forces that entered the ancient battlefield are compared, the Jinding Sect is definitely powerful.

And the unruly young man on the spiritual boat was also recognized by the monks on Luoyu Mountain.

"That's the young master of the Jinding Sect...the True Yang King who attained the 꽭king realm at the age of seventeen!"

"Oh? Do you recognize me as my young master? That will save you some trouble talking!"

Hear the exclamation from the side.

On the spirit boat, King Zhenyang glanced at Fang Luoyu Mountain with contempt in his eyes, greed also appearing in his eyes.

After he gathered several imperial realm deacons from the sect, he led them to Luoyu Mountain almost non-stop.

Relying on the Poyun Boat given to him by his father, which can be used on ancient battlefields, he finally arrived in a shorter time.

And it seemed that it was just as he expected.

"It's still early now, and those who rushed to Luoyu Mountain are just characters who don't even have the imperial realm! This is an opportunity given by us!"

King Zhenyang murmured softly.

Hearing his words, the Imperial Realm servants behind him couldn't help but step forward and asked in a low voice: "Young Master, do you want to drive them all away?"

"This is natural, but remember to leave all the spiritual herbs and elixirs they carry with me!"

King Zhenyang said with a ferocious smile.

The Imperial Realm deacons of the Jinding Sect also sneered knowingly, and immediately bowed: "Don't worry, young master, we know what to do!"

Immediately.

On the Poyun Boat, those imperial-level experts flashed their bodies and surrounded the entire Luoyu Mountain. Looking down at the many panicked monks in the area, they said in a cold voice: "Who gave me this?" How brave are you? The young master of the Jinding Sect found Luoyu Mountain a long time ago, but he left for a while because of something, so you dare to enter without permission and pick its magical herbs?"

"Hurry up and hand over all the elixirs you picked before!"

Listening to the words of those Jinding Sect Emperors.

떘The monks on Luoyu Mountain in front of me all changed their colors, and all of them were extremely angry!

God, Luoyu Mountain has been found early!

Is this Luoyu Mountain something you, the young master of the Jinding Sect, can find?

This is an opportunity for the ancient sages of the 그 clan to stay. Where do you belong to the Jinding Sect? Entering without permission? Do you want them to hand over the elixir that they worked so hard to pick?

Luoyu Mountain is vast and boundless. Although there are many monks coming, there is not much conflict among them and they all concentrate on picking the elixir.

But even if there is no internal fighting, Luoyu Mountain is not so peaceful.

There are still many demons wandering around!

Although there are few demons in the King Realm, they are not without them.

Not to mention those half-kings and calamity-level demons.

The elixir that everyone worked so hard to pick was obtained through bloody battles!

Now you want them to hand it over for nothing?

Immediately, some monks gritted their teeth and said: "We didn't know that this is the place occupied by King Zhenyang꽭, so we left now, but we picked this elixir by ourselves! Please understand King Zhenyang꽭!"

"understand?"

Upon hearing the monk's words, a cold light appeared in the eyes of King True Yang.

The monk felt something bad in his heart, and his consciousness retreated, but it was too late.

"Pfft!"

All the monks stared at him in astonishment. King Zhenyang raised his head and actually slashed a spiritual sword light, cutting the monk who spoke into two pieces, and blood spurted out!

"Who else wants to leave with the elixir?"

King Zhenyang's eyes were lowered, his expression was cold, and his tone was extremely cold and calm, which made many monks present swallow their saliva involuntarily.

Before his eyes, fear gradually emerged.

But at this moment, the sound of gritting teeth came from the crowd.

"King Zhenyang, I admit that your Jinding Sect is extraordinary, but don't go too far!"

The person who spoke was a young man who was about the same age as King Zhenyang, but his realm was a bit weaker, but he had also reached the perfection of King Xuan.

He has cultivated to this point under the age of thirty, and his body and talent are not bad at all.

Even King Zhenyang recognized the other party: "Oh, I remember you. I have some impression that you are one of the great true legends of Feihong Sect, right?"

Hear the words of King Zhenyang꽭.

The young man who spoke had a hint of self-confidence in his eyes, and he was about to nod, but within a second, he noticed the change in his aura, and the self-confidence in his eyes turned into fear: "You...you want to What to do..."

"Crack!"

His words will never be spoken again.

Because the moment King Zhenyang nodded, he immediately moved.

The same sword light has extraordinary killing power. It only takes one strike to kill the true successor of Feihong Sect!

"Idiot, the entire Feihong Sect is only at the Xuanzun level, and they are still trash who cannot reach the later stage of Xuanzun."

"You have such a small backstage, but you dare to scream in front of me?"

Listening to King Zhenyang's indifferent and disdainful words.

Many monks in the field have completely changed their expressions, and they have no luck in their hearts. They are all completely suppressed by King Zhenyang, and they no longer dare to say anything about retaining the spiritual herbs and elixirs.

However, after killing the true successor of the Feihong Sect, King Zhenyang looked at the fearful eyes of everyone, his heart moved, but a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You want to leave now? Unfortunately, it's too late!"

King Zhenyang said and nodded at the crowd: "I have given you opportunities, but you don't cherish them. What can you do?"

Said.

A chill appeared in his eyes: "However, I can show mercy and give you a way to survive!"

"Now, hand over the spiritual herbs and elixirs you collected before and give them to me. Search for all the spiritual herbs and elixirs on Luoyu Mountain and send them to me!"

"If anyone is dissatisfied or wants to resist."

King Zhenyang said, he raised his head slightly and drew a circle, enclosing about one-third of the monks in the field.

"These 그 are role models!"

Watching King Zhenyang's movements.

Many monks present could not help but shudder.

But when they saw that he was just circling instead of killing, they were stunned again, with some confusion on their faces.

One of the trapped monks said tremblingly: "May I ask King Zhenyang, what does this example... mean?"

"What's the meaning?"

King Zhenyang smiled slightly and said, "It's very simple. Since you spoke first, let's start from you."

He raised his chin, his eyes were full of unruliness, and even more cruel murderous intent!

"Tell me a supporter you can think of who is related to you. If this supporter can suppress you, congratulations, you can leave here."

"Otherwise, the true idiot from Feihong Sect is probably not far away yet. You can still catch up with him and stay with him on the road to hell!"