With the strength of a Class A trickster, it would be easy to deal with a cultivator in the Fu Riyou realm.
The two Jinshi guards slowly walked into the Jinwu Gate.
A huge golden curtain fell from the Jinwu Gate.
Above the door curtain, a vivid golden crow suddenly appeared.
Two Class A guards and a three-legged golden crow of unknown level.
This is the defense of this place.
"Saint level?"
After the three-legged golden crow appeared, the True Lord of Fire muttered to himself.
A saint-level trickster, a ghost-immortal-level master.
At the same level, the cunning one's burst and flexibility are stronger than that of the monk.
The monks' endurance is stronger.
"Master Feng, take your men and stay here!"
"yes!"
The new Lord of Wind is under tremendous pressure.
Originally, the Feng tribe only had two ghost immortal-level cultivators, him and Feng Yang.
Now, Feng Yang has disappeared.
He is the only strong man in the Ghost Fairyland.
A cultivator in the Ghost Immortal Realm can barely deal with a Saint-level Three-legged Golden Crow.
But the majesty of the mythical beast should not be underestimated.
There must be two monks in the possession realm to help.
But the remaining people are not enough to deal with the two Class A tricksters.
The main reason is that there are too few people coming in from the Wind Department.
This battle is a bit stressful!
"Wind Division! Form a formation."
Since the Emperor of Heaven gave him the task.
He also didn't want to lose face in front of the new Emperor of Heaven.
"After the battle begins, those in the Sun Wandering Realm will attack the Jinwu Sect. The rest of you, surround them!"
The idea of Fengbu Zhenjun is very simple.
High-level monks, besieging powerful enemies.
Low-level ones, siege the gate.
Just let the monks from outside come in.
This problem is not a problem.
Qi Cheng led the other three True Lords and walked towards the depths of the Biyou Palace.
Since something unexpected happened in the Jinwu Sect, the unexpected changes inside must be even bigger.
There is no one outside because everyone is gathered inside.
Soon, Qi Cheng saw a huge stone mountain.
On the stone mountain, there are two ancient seal characters:
"Wudang!"
Wudangzi, one of the four great disciples.
Saint-level trickster?
Suddenly, hundreds of men in black robes appeared on the Wudang Stone Mountain.
Each of these men in black robes is quite powerful.
If brought to Earth, they would be S-level or SS-level masters.
But these are just little brothers.
At the Biyou Palace headquarters, these people are not worth mentioning.
As expected, three elves wearing black robes with golden cloud patterns embroidered on their cuffs and chests appeared on the top of the mountain.
A-level trickster.
The strongest A-class trickster under the four great disciples.
In the Biyou Palace, the strength of these people has not only not weakened, but has increased.
Not to mention, that saint-level Wu Dangzi.
Shanbu Zhenjun slowly walked forward and arrived at the foot of Wudang Mountain.
"Wu Dangzi, among the four great disciples, you had the best relationship with Xi Tiandi. Now, what you are doing runs counter to the mission Xi Tiandi entrusted to you. Do you really have no regrets?"
"The past is gone! All we desire is to follow our Master."
An ethereal sound echoed in the space, making it impossible to tell the direction of the sound.
"Is your master Jiang Kongyu?"
Qi Cheng interrupted, his voice crisp, bright and very infectious.
"Jiang Kongyu... My master's orders are as long as a river. This name is one in a million."
The Thunder King whispered to Chang Xiaozi, "What do you mean?"
Chang Xiaozi looked at him with disdain. "So, Jiang Kongyu is just one of her master's many names. It seems that the first No. 2 has an unusual origin!"
Qi Cheng: "Did your master go to the underworld to look for Xi Zhicai?"
This time, no one answered.
I don’t know whether I don’t know or I can’t say.
The former was their master who abandoned them.
The latter means that they have to protect this place for their master.
Judging from the current situation, the former is more likely.
"There's no point in talking any more! All I want is to fight you."
Qi Cheng looked at the Mountain Tribe Master. "I'll leave it to you, the Mountain Tribe."
"Emperor of Heaven, please rest assured!"
The middle-aged beautiful woman smiled faintly, and her gray Taoist robe instantly tore apart.
A gorgeous bright red palace dress from the Han Dynasty suddenly appeared, with bright red as the background color. From the chest, from top to bottom, from left to right, a colorful fire phoenix pierced through it.
The red skirt dragged on the ground, split at her calves, and the long sword in her hand was broken into two at this moment.
On the scabbard, there is a dragon and a phoenix, complementing each other.
Suddenly, a silver mask slowly fell from the sky and landed on the face of Shanbu Zhenjun.
At this moment, Shanbu Zhenjun is seductive, charming, noble, and dignified...
The temperament of an ancient beauty is concentrated in her alone.
"Magic weapon: Five-colored Phoenix Robe?"
Master Lin opened his mouth wide.
"Wasn't this magical instrument buried in the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang in the pre-Qin era?"
Magical weapon?
Qi Cheng's eyes fell on the bright red palace dress of Shanbu Zhenjun.
At this moment, the colorful fire phoenix on the palace dress flashed its wings and flapped its wings as if it were a living thing, as if it was about to fly.
Qi Cheng: "What is the use of this magic weapon?"
Linbu Zhenjun said, "That's incredibly useful. As long as you wear this magical weapon, all attacks will be ignited with flames. Furthermore, all enemy attacks will be blocked by the fire phoenix. As long as the fire phoenix survives, the wearer won't suffer the slightest harm."
Awesome!
This magic weapon is obviously much stronger than the Yellow Turban Warrior's.
Not only does it have a fire BUFF, it also has strong defense.
The True Lord of the Mountain Department drew out his sword and stood at the foot of Wudang Mountain.
Shanbu Zhenjun: "Emperor of Heaven, you all should leave! One of my subordinates will be enough here."
"Master, let us stay and help you!"
"Yes! Zhenjun, it's too dangerous for you to stay here alone."
The elders and masters of the mountain tribe shouted anxiously.
It is outrageous for Liu Zhenjun to fight here alone.
"You staying here will only slow down this True Lord's sword movement speed."
The elders of the Mountain Tribe: "..."
Qi Cheng: “…”
True Lord of Fire: "...Sister-in-law, after this time, I will find time to spar with you."
Who wants to spar with a crude fellow like you? ... Shanbu Zhenjun was helpless. He just took out his most valuable magical weapon to show off and make a presence in front of the New Heavenly Emperor. Who wants to spar with you?
Everyone leave!
The man in black robe wanted to stop him, but was blocked by a burst of fire.
"I am here, who dares to stop me?"
"war!"
The three A-level tricksters took the lead in attacking.
One man transformed into a giant wolf, opened his bloody mouth and bit at others.
One person turned into a giant red python, spewing poisonous mist from his mouth.
One person summoned a rain of swords from the sky, like a sword immortal on land.
Beneath the silver mask, the bright and beautiful eyes moved, and the colorful fire phoenix on the bright red palace dress suddenly moved.
Wherever the five-colored fire phoenix passes, all things are destroyed.
The rain of swords and the poisonous fog dissipated.
The giant wolf's head disappeared in the flames in an instant.
"Your magical instrument is even more legendary."
"Thank you! Wu Dangzi, don't you care about your subordinates the most? If you don't take action now, these A-level tricksters of yours will have no choice but to die."
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