I! The Strongest Suzerain

In the Qi Kingdom, tens of millions of demon cultivators above the innate realm gathered, and the Daomen side, headed by the Ganzong, Tiangang Daozong, Beidouzong, Lihuagong and other ninth-order sects also gathered.

War is on the verge of breaking out.

woo...

A long flute sounded on the right side of the road.

"Squeeze the devil's way and recover the rivers and mountains!"

On the right side, the primordial spirit powerhouses of Shangganzong fought in the air, and the densely packed righteous path innate monks flocked to the magic camp.

"Jie Jie Jie, children, go for a walk and eat fresh flesh."

A gray-robed old man stood in the sky on the Demon Dao side, his voice strangely laughing, and when countless Demon Dao cultivators heard the 'flesh and blood', they immediately fell into a frenzy.

"Eat the flesh!"

"Eat the flesh!"

In the sky, countless Zifu cultivators were the first to kill under the leadership of Yuanshen powerhouses, and as soon as the Dao and Demons fought each other, countless cultivators fell.

And the innate monks on the ground are even more tragic, and hundreds of innate monks are falling every second.

"kill!!"

"Fuck your mother-in-law devil!!"

The sound of shouting and killing, the sound of weapons colliding, broke through the sky.

The blood pooled on the earth and became a river, but the powerhouses above the middle stage of Yuanshen on both sides of the magic road still haven't made a move. This war is just a mutual test.

"retreat!"

There was a shout from the Daomen camp, and then countless innate cultivators began to retreat, and there was no pursuit from the magic road, and they slowly began to retreat. Everything seemed to be negotiated by the two sides.

This is just a test for both sides, but the price is huge, millions of congenital monks have fallen.

Sect Master Shanggan was sitting on an old long table, and the long table was full of Primordial Spirit monks. In this battle, there were more than 200 Primordial Spirit powerhouses alone, and Han Feng sat quietly. corner.

Sect Master Yue Xi came to look at the crowd and said in a hoarse voice,

"Fellow Daoists, just now, the Primordial Spirit cultivator of my Shanggan sect has already had a fight with the Demon Dao. This time, the Demon Dao came prepared, and I don't know how many years it has been planned."

"Reporting to the sect master, I, the Big Dipper Sect, discovered that the Demon Dao Blood Refining Cult seemed to be brewing some kind of conspiracy a few days ago."

The Sect Master of the Big Dipper Sect stood up and said respectfully to Yue Xilai,

"You said that, the old man thinks it is a bit strange. Just now, when the old man was fighting against the magic Dao Yuanshen cultivator, he deliberately pulled the battlefield closer to the magic Dao camp. The old man found that there seemed to be few Yuanshen cultivators there."

An old man also said,

"The battle is approaching, but the Demon Dao didn't even send the Primordial Spirit cultivator. Isn't this normal?"

"I'm afraid that Soul Refinement Sect is plotting something."

"The storm is coming."

"I'm afraid of his hammer! If the Soul Refining Cult dares to come, Laozi will kill him with a hammer!"

The speaker was a two-meter tall, muscular man with blood-red hair, and he looked like a god.

"Okay, be quiet."

Yue Xi came to speak, and a group of Yuanshen cultivators quieted down.

"You three sects each bring their own people and stand on one side. The next time you fight, I am afraid it will be a complete showdown of life and death."

After Yue Xi finished speaking, he closed his eyes. He had a feeling that this time, the Shangganzong would be defeated.

After walking out of the main hall, the suzerain of the Big Dipper Sect suddenly blocked Han Feng's way.

"Fellow Daoist stay."

Han Feng frowned and looked at the Sect Master of the Big Dipper Sect. This was a burly middle-aged man with a huge broad sword on his back. He was wearing a loose walking suit, his hair was tied up, and there was a look in his eyes. Vicious like a viper. At first glance, he is not a kind person.

"What's the matter, buddy?"

Han Feng said calmly,

"Friend Daoist is the suzerain of Tiangang Dao Sect, right? I've been looking forward to it for a long time."

The Sect Master of the Big Dipper Sect said with a smile, but there was a hint of hostility in his smile.

"It's just a nameless generation. The big name of the Big Dipper Sect Master has spread all over this land, and no one knows it."

Han Feng said indifferently, he wanted to see what tricks the Big Dipper Sect master played.

"Hahaha! Where, where, the Tiangang sect master killed the Xuanyu sect with one sword and one person, destroyed the entire Xuanyu sect with one person's power, and pulled out countless magic Dao strongholds, really young and promising, the waves of the Yangtze River pushed the waves back, we old Guys are not as good as you juniors!"

The Big Dipper Sect Master's words seem to be correct, but he has invisibly raised his seniority, and Han Feng seems to have become his junior.

"Sect Master Beidou! Be careful!"

Dugu Qiufeng said coldly, Sect Master Beidou glanced at Dugu Qiubai, and said in a light tone,

"What are you? I'm not talking to your master? Do you understand the rules?"

After the Big Dipper Sect Master finished speaking, he looked at Han Feng again,

"I said Sect Master Tiangang, the dogs in your sect are so uneducated!?"

"You, say one more word!"

The soaring sword intent on Dugu Qiu's body suddenly erupted, Han Feng's eyes became cold when he saw the Big Dipper Sect Master deliberately came to ask for trouble.

"Yo!? The dog is quite fierce!"

The Big Dipper Sect Master jokingly looked at Dugu Qiuwei, and at the same time looked at Han Feng, seeing that Han Feng did not speak, he thought that Han Feng was afraid of him, so he became more reckless.

"Sect Master, I'm going to do it."

Dugu Qiufeng said to Han Feng, who nodded.

The three friends of Caofeng suddenly looked pitifully at the Big Dipper Sect Master. They had seen this terrifying young master. Although he was only in the early stage of the primordial spirit, if he became mad, he might even run for his life in the later stage of the primordial spirit.

"Sect Master Tiangang, this seat will reluctantly teach you a lesson and teach you a dog!"

After the Big Dipper Sect Master finished speaking, a powerful aura erupted from his body, and the fight here instantly attracted the attention of many people.

"God! Why is the Big Dipper Sect Master taking action against a young man?"

"Mostly that young man offended the Big Dipper Sect Master!"

"I'm afraid that young man is finished now! The aura of the Big Dipper Sect Master is clearly in the late Yuanshen stage!"

"The one over there seems to be the suzerain of the Tiangang Dao Sect. That young man should be a member of the Tiangang Dao sect?"

"Tiangang Dao Sect is just a sect that has just risen. Although I don't know what luck has taken to destroy the Xuanyu Sect, but facing a sect master like the Big Dipper Sect, I still have to admit it."

"Pitiful......"

The surrounding Zhengdao monks watched the movement here, but none of them took action to stop it. Anyway, the Big Dipper Sect Master wouldn't really kill the most people and humiliate the Tiangang Dao Sect.

Dugu Qiufei looked at the Big Dipper Sect Master who was approaching him, and only two words came out of his mouth.

"A sword!"

As the two words fell, the terrifying sword intent turned into substance on Dugu Qiufei's body, and even the clouds in the sky rolled up under Dugu Qiu defeat's powerful sword intent.