Chapter 546: The storm flutters!

Wang Jian's gloomy voice slowly sounded, and a powerful aura emerged from his body, which instantly spread out. All the martial arts experts in the Feng Palace Holy Land felt a chill, and cold sweat couldn't help falling from their foreheads.
"I don't need a half-pillar of incense anymore. If you want to surrender, please go out, lest there is a big battle and you have no chance to escape." Chang Qianqian's faint voice sounded.
She already felt that many strong men behind her were retreating, but this was normal. After all, the formation of the Black Mountain army was indeed terrifying.
As soon as Chang Qianqian's voice fell, Murong Xun who was beside her said anxiously: "Qianqian, how can this be? If someone surrenders, we will be even more unable to resist."
"I'm saying it for the last time, call me the palace lord, otherwise I won't blame the palace for being polite!" Chang Qianqian looked at Murong Xun and said coldly.
Murong searched for a moment, and hurriedly lowered his head and said, "It's the palace lord!"
"Damn, this young master has shown you many times, and even merged this young master's sect into the Holy Land of the Wind Palace, and it has attracted many powerful people to you, but you still treat me like this. If so, don't blame this young master. I won't help you!"
An angry color flashed in Murong Xun's eyes.
"Palace Master, I'm sorry!" Behind Chang Qianqian, a strong Martial God couldn't bear Wang Jian's breath, he folded his hands and said I'm sorry, and then flew directly out of the Holy Land of Feng Palace, kneeling at Wang Jian's feet.
Although kneeling down is degrading, a little bit of dignity is nothing compared to life and death.
Seeing that there was a leader, many powerful men flew out of the Holy Land of the Wind Palace one after another, choosing to surrender.
Chang Qianqian looked at those people calmly, she was no longer the eldest of the Xuan Lingzong at the time, and she didn't need anyone who was timid or unfaithful.
"Palace Master, let us surrender too, we are not their opponents at all!" Murong Xun persuaded.
"Go if you want to go." Chang Qianqian said lightly, without looking at Murong Xun.
This made Murong Xun very angry, and his face instantly became gloomy.
"Palace Master, I'm sorry, take care!"
Murong Xun said gloomily, and then flew out of the Holy Land of Wind Palace.
At this time, there were only more than 20 powerhouses left in the Holy Land of Wind Palace, and there was only one Wusheng powerhouse, and the others were all gods.
"Have you decided?" Chang Qianqian asked lightly.
"I'm willing to follow the palace lord to the death!" The twenty people behind them all said very firmly. They either received the favor of Chang Qianqian, or Chang Qianqian pulled it up with one hand.
"Since you have decided, the palace lord will tell you the true identity of this palace." Chang Qianqian said calmly, with a trace of piety on her face: "This palace is the deputy lord of the Sky Star Sect and the lord of the Wind Palace, Chang Qianqian. From now on, you are all disciples of the Sky Star Sect!"
"Sky Star Sect!" several strong men behind him read it several times, keeping the Sky Star Sect in mind.
"This handsome thinks that you are the pinnacle of Martial Saint, and your cultivation is not easy. He is giving you a chance. As long as you are willing to surrender, this commander allows you not to kneel." Wang Jian looked at Chang Qianqian.
"Hehe, this palace also gives you a chance to surrender to the Sky Star Sect, maybe you can spare your life." Chang Qianqian sneered, a gleam of light flashed in her eyes.
"Ning to be stubborn!"
Wang Jian said coldly: "Kill them!"
"Yes!" Five people in black walked out from behind Wang Jian, all of them were Wu Sheng peak powerhouses.
"The storm is dancing!"
Chang Qianqian held the infinite ruler, and the wind and spirit aura surged on her body, and a huge tornado appeared in front of the Holy Land.