Zhenjun Xuanxuan's words clearly confirmed the fact that Master Zhaixing possessed the fragments of the Gate of Creation. As soon as he said it, there was an uproar in the audience, and countless martial arts wills were excited back and forth in the atmosphere. , Everyone's discussion suddenly reached its peak.
Seeing the scene in front of him, the corners of Zhenjun Xuanxuan's mouth showed a satisfied arc, and he continued: "Everyone, please be patient, the Gate of Creation has the effect of suppressing one world, breaking through the world, and crossing the other shore, but it can also be casted. It needs a lot of resources. At present, I, Feixianjiao, Ditianmen, and Changshenggong have decided to join forces to rebuild the Gate of Transformation, at all costs. But our three factions alone are still unable to do it, and we still need the support of our colleagues …”
Fang Xingjian's martial arts will kept sweeping across the dharma bodies of the Four Great True Monarchs in the sky, but he never found Master Zhaixing. He didn't have much thought about how the Four Great True Monarchs would subdue all factions and how each faction would resist the tug-of-war Look, all he wants to do now is wait for the arrival of Master Reaching for the Stars.
On the other side, following Zhenjun Xuanxuan's narration, several sects immediately stood up to express their support, and these sects were obviously subdued long ago.
And as they stood up, the other sects still looked at each other in blank dismay, standing still, apparently willing to hand over the power of a faction in such a way, is still a minority.
Just when Zhenjun Xuanxuan frowned secretly and wanted to use the next method, the president of the Iron Cavalry Association, a strong man at the sixth level of the god level, stood up and said, "Zhenxuanxuan, everyone's sects are hundreds of thousands of people. It has been passed down by the ancestors for thousands of years, so it can't be let out so casually."
"That's right, the orthodoxy that my master asked me to pass on before he died, can't fall on my hands."
"Our Wanhemen school has been established for 3,000 years. If it is broken in my hands, I will have no face to see my master and ancestors when I die."
With the emergence of the Iron Cavalry Association, many sects present shouted, obviously they were not willing to merge their sects into the hands of the Feixian sect.
Someone even said loudly: "The Gate of Creation is recast, we have the money to contribute money, and we have the strength to contribute. Why must all schools be unified and all merged into your Feixian sect."
"Yeah, your Feixian sect is too domineering."
Hearing these conversations, Zhenjun Xuanxuan sneered, four qi machines soared into the sky, and the invisible martial arts will spread out rapidly, and it was about to cover the whole audience.
Astonishingly, the Four Great Masters of the Feixian Sect let go of their arrogance and overwhelmed everyone with their willpower in martial arts.
With this attack, the god-level eight-fold pressure enveloped the audience, and almost ninety-nine percent of the sects present lost their voices instantly, like ducks whose necks were pinched, and were so heavily oppressed that they could not speak.
Facing the power of the god-level eightfold, most sects can't even straighten their waists.
But at the same time as the will of martial arts was spreading out, six powers rose up from the crowd, collided violently with the martial wills of Xuanxuan Zhenjun and Zhenjun four people in the void, and stimulated each other, making the space distorted and dark.
It was Adam, Dante, Tang Xian, Huang Shan, Zhao Hao, and the master of Xuanxiao Palace who made the move, another eighth-level god-level powerhouse.
A total of ten god-level eight-layers shot at the same time, and the exciting power collided and rubbed back and forth over the venue, almost scattering all the sunlight for thousands of miles around, turning it into darkness, as if the end of the world was approaching.
Tang Xian sneered and said, "What? If you can't make a deal, you have to do it? Is this how the Feixian sect works?"
Behind Zhenjun Xuanxuan, Zhenjun Dongxu stood up, squinted his eyes and said: "Tang Xian..." He looked behind Tang Xian, Zhao Hao and Huang Shan, who were also eighth-level gods, said coldly: "You It’s really deep enough.”
Everyone else was also surprised by the sudden addition of two god-level eighth-layer powerhouses in the Zizai Palace.
Adam and Dante also took another look at Tang Xian, and said in their hearts: "This Tang Xian has the appearance of a hero. At a young age, not only has he reached the eighth level of the god level, but he even has two companions of the eighth level of the god level. Sigh , why are there so many geniuses on this continent, and if this continues, when will our continent catch up with this side?"
But seeing this scene, Elder Di on the other side jumped out and shouted angrily: "Tang Xian, why are you crazy? You are going to die, don't drag Zizai Palace to be buried with you."
"And you!" Elder Di glared at the other god-level eight-layers who shot, and shouted like a mad dog released by the master: "Do you want to be an enemy of my Feixian sect? You have forgotten what happened a few days ago something wrong?"
Hearing his words, they were still a little ready to move, and even the people with strong resistance in their eyes froze, remembering the scene where Master Zhao Xing personally took action.
Dozens of sects were suppressed one by one, more than ten god-level eighth-level masters were destroyed, and not even a single clone could escape.
At this moment, the terror of Master Zhaixing once again shrouded everyone's hearts, and the courage and anger that had just been summoned were instantly extinguished.
Seeing this scene, Elder Di showed a smug look in his eyes.
But at this moment, Tang Xian stood up without any fear, and shouted at the Four Great True Monarchs amidst everyone's surprised eyes: "It's not impossible for us to surrender, let Zhaoxing open the gate of good fortune Bring out the fragments and let us all take a look, otherwise who knows if you are empty-handed white wolves?"
Zhenjun Xuanxuan snorted coldly, and the evil spirit in his eyes became heavier. Tang Xian's attitude obviously annoyed him.
"I, Feixianmen, am I a person who does not believe what I say." Xuanxuan Zhenjun said: "Recasting the gate of transformation is a major plan in the world, not for one person and one family. I am afraid that everyone has already felt that in recent years, even if It is because the cultivation resources in the upper realm are getting less and less, and our world has become less and less suitable for cultivation. If this continues, I am afraid that in the future we will all end up exhausted and die. Only after recasting The only solution is to go straight to the other side."
"Don't say that there are so many you have." Zhao Hao, standing behind Tang Xian, sneered, "Who knows if you are taking this opportunity to fill your own pockets? If you gather all the resources and recast the Gate of Creation, In the end, we ran away by ourselves, what should we do? And who knows what it means to get the Dao of Proving and go straight to the other shore, and who knows where the other shore is, is it better than the upper realm?"
"presumptuous!"
The corners of Zhenjun Dongxu's eyes twitched, and finally he slapped out a palm, which turned into a tsunami formed by martial arts will and hit Zhao Hao.
The tsunami formed by the Martial Dao Will continued to accumulate layer upon layer, and when it reached Zhao Hao, its power had increased hundreds of times, and almost every inch of passing space was stretched several times by this force.