"Hehe, it's said that the Blood Mist King played a key role in the downfall of the Ling Sect. Will the old sect leader Sun Xing bring people here to cause trouble today?"

"Do you think Lin Feng is mentally ill? Does he really think he's so powerful that he can intimidate the world's heroes? Doesn't he understand the principle that the first bird to stick its head out gets shot?"

Inside the banquet hall, everyone was having a heated discussion.

At this moment,

Someone exclaimed:

"What does Taixu Sect want to do? Why are there so many people here?!"

"Swish~"

Everyone immediately turned their eyes to look.

But the leader of Taixu Sect strode over with many ancient ancestors of Taixu Sect. A group of powerful warriors came directly to the core position of the field and sat down with expressionless faces.

Not long.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise from the distant sky.

The people from Xishen Mountain are here!

They rode on an ancient chariot and flew over openly and forcefully. Wherever they passed, the cultivators dodged and no one dared to block the way to Xishen Mountain.

final,

The ancient chariot came closer and did not land, just hovering above the venue. A calm voice came from inside:

"A small tribe actually holds such a big banquet!"

After these words fell,

Another sneer rang out in everyone's ears:

"The Xuan Clan? I've heard of them before, but I didn't pay much attention to them. Do you think that by clinging to Lin Feng's influence, you can become famous in the Taixu Realm?"

“Wow!!”

Everyone's expressions changed.

If Xishen Mountain and Taixu Sect were still relatively low-key, then the person who spoke was simply showing off his knife, not giving any face to the Xuan Clan and Lin Feng!

They looked up at the sound.

But then a huge beast claw emerged from the thick clouds in the sky.

......