There are three hundred sects, large and small aristocratic families, with a total number of nearly 30,000 people. From the realm of God Lord to the Creator, each one is extremely powerful.
These people stood at the entrance of a certain Temple of Heaven, and the energy and blood in their bodies turned into thick smoke, pushing into the sky.
This powerful stream of energy and blood rushed into the sky, almost connecting the entire world.
According to legend, the Holy War of the Six Realms involves a gathering of 100,000 people in 3,300 worlds, each of which is from the divine way to the supreme realm. Just standing together, with their energy and blood boiling, they can shatter the soul of a creator. .
Although the scene now is far inferior to that of the Six Worlds Holy War, it is indeed remarkable to be able to gather so many masters in one breath.
"What is the reason why the Blood Prison Ancestor summoned us this time?"
In front, a man who had cultivated to the level of the Creator, possessed indestructible strength, and whose eyes were shining suddenly spoke.
There were many masters standing behind him, but all of them seemed to be a head shorter.
Obviously, this man should be the controller of some large sect. The aura revealed in every move seems to be that of an invincible God of War.
"Master Zhou doesn't know something. Do you know about Yantian Pavilion?"
"Yantian Pavilion? Is it a sect that suddenly appeared on our wild continent in the recent period? I guess there should be a master no less than the Creator. He directly used magical powers to move this sect from another place. Pick it up and place it on our wild continent."
Yantian Pavilion suddenly appeared on the Wilderness Continent. It would be strange if others didn't notice it.
Not only the three ancestors, but also the masters of other sects will definitely notice the existence of Yantian Pavilion at the first time.
The Wilderness Continent is now in a sensitive period. The three ancestors are competing for territory, and the forces below are also competing for territory. The princes are fighting in a melee.
A Yantian Pavilion suddenly appeared, how could it not be noticed. Although the past half month has been quiet, no one has come to mess with Yantian Pavilion.
But they must have used some means in private to find out the origin of Yantian Pavilion clearly and estimate the details.
After all, so many forces have been competing for so long on the wild continent. If a foreign force suddenly gets involved, it will definitely be rejected by the local forces. This is foreseeable.
"Above the Creator? Even an ordinary Creator cannot simply move a large sect with a range of tens of thousands of miles directly to the mainland."
"It's hard to say. This time, our ancestors gathered so many people and asked us to attack Yantian Pavilion together. It's really hard to say whether there is something fishy in this."
"Hmph, what are you afraid of? Even the ancestor will go there in person this time. No matter how powerful he is, can he not be compared with the ancestor?"
Among this group of people, several masters from major sects and aristocratic families started discussing.
At this time, the whole place suddenly fell silent, and the originally noisy entrance to the Temple of Heaven suddenly became silent.
Ancestor Jin Yan walked out slowly and glanced over. The experts who were originally discussing Yantian Pavilion felt as if they were electrocuted. They were shaken all over and dared not speak.
This clone of Jinyan Ancestor is only at the early stage of the eighth level, which is far inferior to the original strength, but the aura revealed in every move is indescribable.
This is the result of accumulating too much momentum and settling down over a long period of time.
A top master, even if he seals all his strength, will have an aura that stands out from the crowd when he walks on the street.
This is the problem of sedimentation.
"It's Ancestor Jin Yan."
"The news I got before is indeed true. Ancestor Jin Yan and Ancestor Blood Prison have cooperated."
"In this way, is Ancestor Dai Jun separated? Are these two ancestors going to deal with Ancestor Dai Jun together?"
"This time Ancestor Jin Yan will move forward with us. It seems that Yantian Pavilion is bound to be won."
"Haha, with Ancestor Jin Yan accompanying us, what should we worry about?"
For a moment, a group of people who were initially suspicious immediately regained their confidence after seeing Ancestor Jin Yan.
Ancestor Jin Yan is like the divine needle that fixes the sea. Initially, the group was worried that Ancestor Blood Prison would just use them to confront Yantian Pavilion head-on and become cannon fodder, which made them a little unhappy.
But when he saw Ancestor Jin Yan, he immediately relaxed.
"This time, the Blood Prison Ancestor has ordered that cultivators from three hundred sects and above the Divine Lord realm should go to the south to Lingshan Mountain to attack Yantian Pavilion. As long as we can capture Yantian Pavilion this time, we will be rewarded heavily."
Ancestor Jin Yan's voice was like thunder from the sky, rolling in, shaking everyone's ears.
When other people looked at Ancestor Jin Yan, they couldn't help but show horror in their eyes, and they even admired Ancestor Jin Yan: "With Ancestor here, not to mention one Yantian Pavilion, even ten Yantian Pavilions. question."
"That's right, I don't know where the sect came from, but it dares to come to our wild continent to get a share of the pie and seek death."
"Ancestor, who are the masters in Yantian Pavilion? Why don't you give us a breather?"
A mid-level seventh-level creator said, with a flash of light in his eyes, as if he was calculating something.
Obviously this person is not easy to fool.
Ancestor Jin Yan said lightly: "This Yantian Pavilion can be regarded as a large sect. The master who controls Yantian Pavilion is named Xiao Naihe. He became the Creator more than a year ago. However, he only offended the giants of Wushuang Continent. Will live here."
"I was the Creator more than a year ago, so it doesn't matter. If I take action, it will be a leverage. There is no need for you, ancestor, to take action. If you let me, ancestor, do it, wouldn't it be killing a chicken with a sledgehammer?"
This sect master had a smile on his face, obviously trying to flatter Patriarch Jin Yan.
However, when Patriarch Jin Yan heard what this man said, his expression paused slightly and he became a little embarrassed.
He was destroyed by Xiao Naihe and escaped here. This time the Blood Prison Patriarch wanted to borrow these people to come to Xiao Naihe Yantian Pavilion, but he never thought that he could knock down the entire Yantian Pavilion in one fell swoop.
The moment Jin Yan's ancestor's embarrassed expression surfaced, he was immediately suppressed, and he said in an unpredictable tone: "Ancestor doesn't take Xiao Naihe seriously."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone else started to flatter him.
Even if you wear it a thousand times, you will never wear it!
"Oh? Really? Ancestor Jin Yan, since you are so powerful like me, how about we play two-handed Taoism again?"
At this time, the laughter coming from an unknown location on the other side was immediately introduced into the mind of Ancestor Jin Yan.
Not only him, but others also heard the sound.