Sacred State, Sacred Mountain, in the Sacred Temple.
The ancestors of the three holy extreme sects who had just let go of the heart because of the return of Tianpeng Feizhou suddenly raised it again. There was something wrong, very wrong. In the previous Hundred Sects of Tianjiao battle, although there will be casualties, but the three hundred Tianjiao, generally It also lost dozens of people, rarely more than fifty. However, nearly three hundred and fifty people have returned, but less than a hundred people have returned. Yue Tianpeng and the accompanying people did not suffer any casualties, but that The three hundred Tianjiao who participated in the competition only returned forty-three.
This loss is really great. Those who can participate in the battle of the Hundred Sects of Tianjiao are all the top enchanting Tianjiao among the young generations of the Saint Extreme Sect, the best among the true disciples, one by one in the future, at least one of them. ~ The emperor, like those ten true legends, has six levels, and is even more likely to set foot in the realm of the top emperor and become the pillar of their holy pole sect.
On weekdays, the loss of one is enough to make them painful. However, at this moment, a full 257 people have fallen, and even the top ten true biography have fallen eight people. Only Zhuo Qinglian and Qin Hongyue are left. Girl, this loss is already enough to shake the foundation of their Saint Extreme Sect.
Fortunately in the misfortune, their Saint Extreme Sect really hoped that nothing happened to Yang Fan, otherwise, their three old guys would have to completely collapse.
at this time... ... .
Yue Tianpeng and his party slowly walked off the Tianpeng Feizhou, but what made the three ancestors feel suspicious was that everyone was surrounded by stars like the moon, and even Yue Tianpeng, the lord of the sect, was faintly headed by Yang Fan. Shi Shi, even looking at Yang Fan's eyes, faintly gleaming with awe and admiration.
This...what the hell is going on
I can’t figure it out, I really can’t figure it out, Yue Tianpeng is the supreme lord of their Saint-Extreme Sect, the real master of their Saint-Extreme Sect. In terms of identity alone, these three old guys are all faintly inferior, and they are even the best. The invincible emperor, even though Yang Fan is the first evildoer in the history of their holy extreme sect, their talent is high, that is, their holy extreme sect founder ancestor, they are inferior.
However, potential is only potential after all, and everything is imaginary before it is transformed into strength.
Yue Tianpeng's behavior was obviously overdone.
What makes them even more puzzled is that at this time, Yue Tianpeng and the others were all beaming with joy and smiles. They couldn't find a trace of sadness at all. This is completely unreasonable. Many of those fallen true biography are all of them. The direct disciples of these elders.
After a breath.
Yang Fan and his entourage entered the Extreme Temple, and soon under the leadership of the lord Yue Tianpeng, everyone hurriedly saluted the three ancestors, "Tianpeng sees Master, Red Eyed Master, Jinghai Master (for disciples, see Old Ancestor). "
"No need to be polite." The middle-aged in white clothes, the master of Yue Tianpeng, the supreme master of the Saint Extreme Sect, Shen Baiyi forcefully suppressed the doubts in his heart and waved his hand.
However, Huo Chimei on the left does not have such good patience. As the name suggests, he has a fiery personality. He hurriedly asked, "Nephew Tianpeng, what is going on? Why does my Zongzhen pass down Lose so much, and you guys are like this....."
"Uncle Scarlet Eyebrow, don't worry, please listen to Tianpeng slowly coming with you..." Yue Tianpeng smiled softly, and explained everything that happened after arriving in Tenglong City, bit by bit. Came out.
"Okay! Killed well, the mere dragon king sect dared to insult my disciple, and his crimes should be punished..... His, what an emperor, the most cruel one in a million years, Compared to other sects, my sect can come back with so many people, which is pretty good... What? Yang Fan actually won the first place in the Hundred Sects Tianjiao Fight, how is this possible?"
The three of Shen Baiyi only felt that all the shocks they had encountered in the past hundreds of thousands of years were not as many as they have been in one day, especially when they knew that Yang Fan had killed the four major forces. They were even more shocked. Mouth, almost immediately frightened.
It's not that the three old guys are poorly able to bear it, it's that the news is really terrifying.
The Hundred Tribulations Sect Sect and the Wild God Sect are both old top nine-rank sects, and they are slightly inferior to their Saint Extreme Sect. Together, the two major sects are enough to fight their Saint Extreme Sect. Shenshanzhuang and True Dragon Sacred Land are even less important, that is, they are all outstanding among the eight holy land, and any one of them can easily annihilate their Sacred Sect.
As a result, it was actually destroyed by Yang Fan's hands. Our Saint Extreme Sect was... What kind of monster evil did we come out...? ! !
After a while, Shen Baiyi three people barely accepted this terrifying reality.
next moment... ... .
The three of Shen Baiyi could no longer suppress the joy in their hearts, and burst out wanton laughter.
"Hahaha.... Good! Good! Good! The ancestors bless... Hahaha..."
"Fortunate for the sect, fortune to the sect! Hahaha..."
At this moment, the pain caused by Zhao Zheng and other two hundred and fifty-seven true disciples' body loss has long been thrown away by them. As long as Yang Fan is there, all the true disciples of this generation are dead. What's wrong, don't think The Three Elders are ruthless. If you only sacrifice a generation of true disciples, you can have a freak like Yang Fan, and the sects of the sacred land will never mind sending them on the road personally.
No matter how many ants there are, they are far less important than a real dragon.
After a long time, Sanken barely suppressed the joy in his heart, thinking that he was actually in front of so many disciples, laughed like this without image, and all of them couldn't help but blush.
But soon, Shen Baiyi's complexion changed, and a frightening cold light flashed in his eyes, "There are some accounts, now is the time to count it with some people..."
Xuanzhou, one of the eighty-one lower states in the northern hundred states, is adjacent to Jiyang State, one of the three lower states under the jurisdiction of Shengjizong. Xuanzhou was once the site of Shengjizong. Xuanzhou at that time, But it's not called this name yet, it's called Shengyangzhou.
The Saint Extreme Sect at its peak was not in the least as powerful as the previous True Dragon Sacred Land, or even worse. It was ranked third among the top ten martial arts sacred sites in the northern land at that time, and only the Zhenwu Sacred Land could stabilize one of them. Legend has it that the Patriarch Sage Elder has already stepped into the realm of invincibility destined for you, and he was the top three most powerful people in the northern hundred states at that time.
At that time, Shengjizong's subordinates were not limited to these four states, but occupied nine major states. Among them, Zhongzhou alone had as many as three. However, afterwards, the old man of Shengji mysteriously disappeared and reached the top of Shengjizong. There is no leader in the group, and the great quasi emperors fought for the position of the suzerain, causing a large number of strong men to be lost in meaningless sects. Coupled with the calculations of several other sacred places at that time, the Holy Extreme Sect was completely declined, and finally the land of Kyushu , And only the ancestral state of the Holy Polar State, and the three most barren lower states, including Jiyang State.
Qingxuanzong—the top nine-ranked grand sect, has an invincible emperor and seven top emperors. It is the unshakable number one overlord in Xuanzhou, but many people don’t know that this Qingxuanzong was only a sage millions of years ago. It's nothing more than a large subsidiary sect under the Jizong, but in the end, taking advantage of the weakening of the holy sect, they turned against each other and occupied Xuanzhou and established their own doors.
Qingxuan Mountains, where the Qingxuanzong sect is located.
This day, just after noon.
"Rumble..."
The space above Qingxuan Peak, the main peak of the Qingxuan Mountain Range, was torn apart like a curtain, and a large flying boat surrounded by flames appeared out of thin air.
next moment... ... .
A terrifying middle-aged man jumped out of the flying boat.
This terrifying middle-aged man, dressed in a robe of flames, his hair was as red as fire, and even his eyebrows were also fiery red. The flames in his eyes burned and the runes were densely covered. That terrifying aura seemed to be able to lift the sky all at once. General.
He stood in the air, motionless like a mountain, and surrounded by endless sky fires all over his body, like the legendary god of flames. It seems that with a slight movement of his body, he can move the ancient fire world, descend the flames of the gods of extinction, and burn the mountains. Boil the sea and destroy everything.
This person is no one else, but Huo Chimei, one of the three great ancestors of the Saint Extreme Sect, who is known as the Fire Emperor.
Between breaths.
"Rumble..."
A terrifying coercion suddenly rolled towards Qingxuanfeng.
"Roar! Qingxuanzong's miscellaneous things, all get out of me to die!!!"
"Boom!" Boom! ", "Boom! "... ....
The sound of the red eyebrows was like a fire god anger, billions of volcanoes erupted, and with the billowing waves, endless fireballs, like meteor fire rain, fell towards the Qingxuan Mountain.
"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"...
With the Qingxuan Peak as the center, the sound of explosions, one after another, large ~ large ~ slices of mountains, began to collapse, torn apart, countless trees, rocks, palaces, pavilions.... They were burned into ashes by the terrifying flames. , In all directions, there are traces of destruction everywhere.
Countless Qingxuanzong disciples were either blasted to death by the terrifying sound, or burned into slag by the fireball that fell from the sky.
Sorrow is everywhere, a mess.
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