As soon as Mo Zhongxing's words fell, there was an uproar at the foot of Xishan. They have been gathered at the foot of Xishan for three days. In the past three days, they have become more and more aware of the extraordinaryness of the Buddhist sacred flower on Xishan. The scent that spreads continuously, which lasts for a few days, is enough to shock the heart, and this mysterious Buddhist holy flower

The scent also has the effect of calming the soul. Under the coverage of the sacred flower and floral fragrance, cross-legged and comprehend the practice of practice, it feels like doing more with less.

It can be seen that the unknown Buddhist holy flower is very precious.

The Seven-Star Immortal Sword Sect directly handed over this sacred and precious Buddhist sacred flower.

Many discussions sounded.

Mo Zhongxing didn't care about these things. After he had explained these words, he turned and left. Then, another sentence came from a distance, "Seven-Star Immortal Sword Sect has prepared everything, waiting for the demon envoy to pick the flowers."

"It turned out to be true. Gu Jianxian wanted to give up the sacred flower of the Buddha race to the envoy of evil spirits. No one can match this courage."

"You don't want to think about the identity of the envoy of the evil spirits, Yuanxianyu, the seventh rank first."

"So what? The sacred flower of the Buddha race is blooming in Xishan. If the Seven-Star Immortal Sword Sect does not take the initiative to give it, I don't believe it, Yuanxianyu, will it still go to grab it?"

The voices came and went one after another.

In the crowd, several figures retreated quietly, and then disappeared.

In front of Xishan Square, Luo Feng led many sword immortals, standing at the highest point with his hands on his back, his eyes faintly looking into the distance.

He concluded that the news of Mo Zhongxing was announced, and the other major areas would definitely not be able to sit still.

"Do you still want to be a fisherman?" Luo Feng's expression was lightly cold. "However, since ancient times, there is only one fisherman."

Behind Luo Feng, the twenty-three sword immortals lined up, waiting for the seventeen immortals to drive.

"As long as the Utan Immortal Flower is still blooming, they will definitely show up."

The corners of Luo Feng's mouth were lightly raised, and the amplitude of his spiritual power filled the western mountains. Although the outermost "Nine Sources Conferred Heavenly Array" had not been opened, once someone stepped in, Luo Feng could immediately notice it.

"Someone is coming." Luo Feng's gaze looked at the far side.

In the Five Domain Alliance, how many people will come to the Ten Thousand Sword Domain.

Luo Feng has expectations in his heart.

Moreover, Luo Feng felt that even if no one in Fenglei Region went back to report the news, the five domains could form an alliance. Now it is the sixth day of the blooming of the epiphany. Fenglei Region might have received the news.

Luo Feng and the others didn't conceal their aura either, the person who set foot on Xishan rushed straight in the direction of Xishan Square.

Luo Feng looked up, smiled slightly, and muttered to himself, "It seems that there is only one person who is most dissatisfied with Yuanxianyu, and that is Qiyangyu."

When Mo Zhongxing publicly announced at the foot of Xishan that he would present the sacred flower of the Buddha to the envoy of Yuanxianyu, Qiyangyu was the first to sit still.

It has been less than a month since a new domain ranking battle.

All major areas, at this critical moment, want to recharge and prepare for battle.

However, the mission of the Samsara Palace is equally important.

When several big domain slayer envoys brought the news back, the domain experts were alarmed.

The emergence of the mysterious Buddhist law in the Ten Thousand Sword Region is most likely related to the Bodhi Mountain task given to them by the Samsara Hall.

The strong came to Ten Thousand Sword Domain.

They had planned to put pressure on Luo Feng directly, but when they returned to the Ten Thousand Sword Region, they happened to encounter the event of the Buddha's sacred flower blooming.

They hide their whereabouts for the first time.

Just as Luo Feng guessed, they all wanted each other to go up the mountain first and compete for this Buddhist sacred flower.

However, at this time, Mo Zhongxing announced that he would present the Buddhist sacred flower to Yuanxianyu.

"Luo Feng, don't come to nothing." There are three people in Qiyang Domain. One of them is Huo Zhunjing, the slayer envoy, and his eyes are fixed on Luo Feng. He is very clear that today's Ten Thousand Sword Domain is respected by him. .

Luo Feng shook his head and sighed, "I can’t sleep for the past few days, but I’ve been tossing and turning over and over again. I don’t understand how such a sacred Buddhist sacred flower blooms in Xishan. Is it possible that Xishan is a legend. The Buddhist sacred mountain?"

Huo Zhunjing's pupils couldn't help but shook, staring at Luo Feng, "Where is the Buddhist sacred flower?" Luo Feng stretched his hands, "I have to think about it. With the strength of the Ten Thousand Sword Region, I really don't qualify for this Buddhist sacred flower. Flower. That’s why I decided to present the sacred flower of the Buddha to the envoy of Yuanxianyu. You want to know where the sacred flower of the Buddha is, I’m afraid,

I have to ask the immortals of Yuanxianyu, after all, they are the masters of the Buddhist sacred flowers. "

As soon as Luo Feng's words fell, Huo Zhunjing released the aura of an immortal beside him, with a faintly flickering fairy flower on his forehead, dazzling and overwhelming, sweeping towards Luo Feng.

Fairy flowers gather together!

The pupils of Mo Zhongxing and others couldn't help but shake.

Although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, once fighting broke out in Xishan, it would definitely be a battle at the head level of the fairy flowers.

But when the real fairy gathering powerhouse appeared in front of him, he still felt a huge oppressive aura.

Holds his breath.

"I ask you, where is the sacred flower of the Buddha race." The immortal stepped forward slowly.

Facing the overwhelming aura, Luo Feng took a look and subconsciously took two steps back.

"Hahahaha, Huo Zengren, what do you mean? Do you have to go first?" Suddenly, a loud voice came from a distance, and at the same time, three people broke through the air.

One of them, Murong Nian, the disappeared envoy of demons.

"Huo Zengren?" Luo Feng glanced at this person. He had seen the seventh-order immortal list brought back by Liufeng Jianxian. Among the seventeen people, Qiyang Domain occupies three seats, and Huo Zengren, the seventh-order immortal The ranking is eighth.

Huo Zengren's face was directly gloomy, staring at the incoming person, and the voice was a middle-aged man in red with a spear carrying a spear. At this moment, he came down to Xishan Square with great momentum.

"What is the first step?" Huo Zengren said coldly, "This is the Ten Thousand Sword Region, not the Origin Immortal Region, the Buddha's sacred flower. Those who are destined will get it. It is not you Murong who has the final say."

Luo Feng stood on the side. Of course, he was not interested in blending the battles between the five domains. It would be best if both sides bite hard and die together.

"Murong said lightly, the seventh-order immortal ranking, ranking ninth." Luo Feng said to himself, "comparing these two, it is Huo Zengren of Qiyang Domain who is slightly better in the ranking."

Luo Feng smiled, "However, that was only the ranking three hundred years ago. After three hundred years, it is not necessarily who is stronger."

"Those who are predestined?" Murong's lightly expression showed contempt. Since he has chosen to set foot on this sacred mountain, Origin Immortal Realm, he is naturally not afraid of anyone.

The seventh rank is the first, so naturally it must be the first domineering. "It should be said that the strongest gets it." Murong Nian added, "Today, I am with Master Murong Qingchen. I advise you all to complete the mission of the Samsara Hall. It is not necessary. It hurts harmony and has the ability. The words, the domain ranking war

Come on, it's not too late to fight again. "

Luo Feng's eyes immediately looked at the third person in Yuanxianyu, his expression was a little surprised, and at the same time, he was also a little surprised.

Murong Qingchen is third on the seventh-order immortal list.

This is definitely a big fish.

"It's extremely ridiculous." Huo Zengren sneered, "Yuanxianyu has not yet the qualifications to let us take the initiative to avoid it."

At this time, the eyes of another strong man beside him were staring at Murong Qingchen, his eyes flashing with cold light.

"Three hundred years ago, the old man reluctantly defeated you." This person slowly said, "I don't know, three hundred years later, how much your strength has grown."

Luo Feng's eyes couldn't help but brighten.

Unfortunately, one move.

Murong Qingchen is the third on the immortal list, but the fourth on the immortal list. He is the strongest in the Black Mountain region. Then, the person in front of him, undoubtedly, must be the fifth on the immortal list, Huo Jiangqiao.

Xishan Square was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Luo Feng's eyes narrowed.

There is already a huge competition between the five major domains, and there is a lot of hatred between each other, and even without Luo Feng saying a word, the swords are drawn between the immortals of the source immortal domain and the Qiyang domain.

The battle between the two sides seems to break out at any time. At this time, Murong Nian's eyes swept away and fell on Luo Feng's body, his eyes were cold, "Seniors, don't worry about a fight. I have a suggestion. First, take down Luo Feng in the Ten Thousand Sword Region and ask the Buddha Clan. The source of the practice method, and the sacred flower of the Buddhist family on Xishan

The specific position of the Buddha, and then, we will determine the ownership of the Buddhist sacred flower based on our strength, it is not too late. "

Hearing this, the immortals on both sides looked at Luo Feng at the same time. "Quiz, it is this son, with your own strength, that has made you so many people come back with a feather?" Huo Zengren raised his eyebrows, looked at Luo Feng, his voice was thunderous, and he shouted, "Boy, roll on. See you before."

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