Nobody Truly Think Master is a Mortal, Right?

on the Kunlun Mountains.

The seven forces gathered here.

Here gathers the top power of the entire Kyushu continent.

The seven forces are divided into Taiyi Sword Sect, Yin and Yang Formation Sect, Yangshen Temple, Fortune Chess Sect, Dynasty Alliance, Huangquanmen, and Yaozu Imperial Court.

The forces of the seven parties are surrounded by many monks from the mainland of Kyushu, facing off in the Kunlun Mountains, and they look like they are about to fight to the death.

On this day, the forces of the seven parties came out in full force, and they were gathering together.

The lords of the seven powers gathered above the sky, doing the final confrontation before the decisive battle.

"Do you really dare to fight with my Taiyi Sword Sect to such an endless level."

Emperor Wusheng, the contemporary suzerain of Taiyi Sword Sect, spoke coldly.

Hundreds of years have passed.

He has become different from before.

The taste of power changed him.

In addition, there is no one on his head, and Wu Dao Sect has completely retired, completely changing his character.

Become vying for power and gain, become ambitious, and want to dominate the entire Kyushu continent!

"Why don't you dare? No matter how tyrannical your Taiyi Jianzong is, you will only dominate one side. Everyone here, which force is weaker than your Taiyi Jianzong?"

The contemporary suzerain of the Yin-Yang Formation Sect, 'Xu Cheng', spoke without changing his face.

At the same time as he said, the palms under the loose sleeves were still pinching the handprints, laying down large formations.

His movements were very small, obviously arranging it furtively.

Those who play arrays are heartbroken!

"If you want to fight, you will fight, or the world will be destroyed if you want to! What are you doing so much?"

The contemporary palace master of the Yangshen Temple was obviously a lot more irritable.

"Let's fight, the victor can naturally dominate the entire Kyushu continent."

The contemporary suzerain of Fortune Chess Sect is not a good one either.

"I advise everyone, it's better to quit the army and make peace. We all come from our ancestral court. If you think about it, we all come from the same vein. Why is this so?"

The head of Huangquanmen was quite rational and persuaded.

He obviously did not want to fight to the death with the other six forces.

His appearance as a good-natured man immediately aroused the glare of the other six.

"Stop talking nonsense, we've reached this stage, what else is there to say?"

"Just because you have a lot of things to do in Huangquan, while you want to dominate the Kyushu Continent, you have to say that you are a good person!"

"The previous sect master of your Huangquan Sect was strange, and your current job is also strange. Your Huangquan Sect is really strange and strange!"

"..."

The masters of the other six major forces all opened their mouths and scolded the master of Huangquanmen.

The head of the Huangquan Gate also exploded at once, staring at the other six with wide eyes.

"Just say it, say what my master does? Isn't my master your uncle and uncle? Is it too much for you to say that?"

The head of the Huangquan Sect was angry.

"Tsk tsk, it's useless for me to say this. I've already said it. I don't recognize the ancestral court. Your master is not my uncle."

Xu Cheng of Yin-Yang Formation Sect stepped out and said with a smile.

"You don't even recognize the ancestral court, and you're not afraid that Master Zhang will come back and beat you to death?!"

The Sect Master of Huangquan Sect said angrily.

"Just kidding, my master has been soaring for hundreds of years. According to my master's death-like temper, maybe he will be killed in the upper realm, and he will come back? Dreaming."

Xu Cheng was called a complacent.

His words just fell.

Boom! ! !

Suddenly, there was a thunderous explosion.

The next moment, a layer of gray fog rose in all directions of the Kunlun Mountains. In the fog, the outside could not see the inside, and the inside could not see the outside, and it was completely isolated.

This sudden change caught the attention of countless monks in the Kunlun Mountains.

Those monks forcibly wanted to rush out to see what was going on, but in the gray fog, no matter what the monks did, they couldn't rush out of the fog encirclement.

Di Wusheng and the other seven people above the sky, they recognized it at once, and the shrouded around them,

It is a formation.

A very powerful formation that they have never seen before!

Di Wusheng and the other six instantly turned their attention to Xu Cheng, the contemporary suzerain of the Yin-Yang Formation Sect.

They can only play the most powerful formation here, and this guy is the only one.

"No, what do you see me doing? I really want to smother you, but my formation has not been released yet!"

Xu Cheng raised his hand dazedly and took out a few formation marks on his hand.

His formation was not finished yet.

How could this formation be arranged by him.

Moreover, he did not think that with his strength, such a powerful formation could be arranged.

A formation shrouded the entire Kunlun Mountains, trapping all the monks, so that all the monks, and even them, could not leave.

This is not at all like what people from the lower realms can arrange!

"Then who arranged this formation?"

Emperor Wusheng frowned.

His voice fell, and he raised his hand and slapped it, trying to break the formation.

But his palm, like a stone sinking into the sea, could not make any waves at all.

The formation still exists.

"Where is the evildoer? Dare to attack us?"

Emperor Wusheng said in a condensed voice.

His palm could not have any effect on this formation at all.

This made him tremble a bit, and he had a bad premonition.

"Junior nephew, it's only a few decades... Oh no, it should be hundreds of years in the lower realm. I haven't seen it for hundreds of years. I haven't improved much in my skills, but my tone has improved a lot."

A gentle and incomparable voice slowly passed into everyone's ears.

Di Wusheng and others quickly turned their heads and looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a figure standing not far from them.

The figure stood there quietly, and the surrounding void seemed to be unable to bear his energy and trembled.

"Master!!"

Xu Cheng's heart trembled fiercely, and he recognized the other party directly.

Isn't that his master Zhang Han?

He instantly knelt down in midair.

"Good guy, you are really a good apprentice for your teacher."

Zhang Han looked at Xu Cheng with a smile, and an extreme anger was rising in his eyes.

Do not recognize the ancestral home!

This crime alone touched Zhang Han's bottom line.

Not to mention other crimes.

"Senior brother, junior brother and junior sister, let's clean up our own doors. I won't bother you with these people from the Yin-Yang Formation Sect."

Zhang Han took a deep breath and said a word.

The next moment, he stretched out his hand and waved, and the formation lines rose up, directly rolling up Xu Cheng and the many disciples of the Yin-Yang Formation Sect below.

This sudden scene caused the other six to be stunned.

When they came back to their senses, there was an uneasy feeling in their hearts.

This Zhang Han, who has been flying for hundreds of years, is back.

What about their mutual teachers?

Are they all back?

It's over!

This is the only thought in their hearts...

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