: 973. League

When Yan Zhaoge arrived at the foot of the Haoling Mountain, there were already many people gathered on the Haoling Mountain at the moment.
The owner of the Dongling Road in the mountains of Haoling Mountain, as the owner of this place, is the time of the spirit of the wind.
In the Xuaning Mountains, the helm of most of the forces, including some famous solitary warriors, gathered at the moment.
Before today, they may not be obeying Haoling Mountain.
The situation of the struggle between the two gates of the Night Gate and the Haoling Mountain has made the other forces in the Xuaning Mountain Range have a very large independent space, which can be used both right and left.
Although the wall grass has always been the most hated, it is actually offensive on both sides.
But before the night gate and Haoling Mountain completely separate the winners and losers, they still need to win most of the support.
However, the good days of everyone seem to finally come to an end.
Haolingshan seized the opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity from Fengyishan Wutongpo.
Night Huamen is behind this step, and then want to take the opportunity back, it is difficult.
Other sects in the Xuaning Mountain Range may not be willing to bow to the Haoling Mountain, but the Wutongpo Powerhouse personally came to the meeting, and everyone had to come.
The general trend, and Haoling Mountain will use this to lay the groundwork of its own, and it is a hidden scene of the Xuan Ning Mountain martial arts lord.
The night gate of the Huamen Gate could not be closed, but in order not to blame the Wutongpo, there were also strongmen in the door who came to Haoling Mountain.
This makes people feel like they are looking down.
Just this boring loss, the night Huamen had to eat, can only break the teeth and swallow.
At this end of the night Huamen elders, watching the Dongquan Taoist people, the heart is depressed, it is hard to say.
How bad his mood is, how good the mood of Haolingshanmen is.
"Thank you all for coming here today, and you have a lot to do." Dongquan Dao sat on the main seat and smiled and said: "This alliance will have no other meaning. I want everyone to know that there is a southeast warrior named Yan Zhaoge. Come to the east of my southern Yantian."
"This son had killed Wu Tongpo's pro-disciples in the past, and he was guilty of sin and death. He was only slick and cunning. He had never been able to kill him."
"This time he is looking for a dead end, come to my southern sinister world, and all of my southern warriors should fight for it first and kill it before they can comfort the deceased in the spirit of heaven."
Dongquan Dao people look around and look around: "This time you are invited to come, it is for this purpose, in addition to my colleagues in Xuan Ning Mountain, there is Mr. Yuan from Fengyi Mountain Wutongpo, and Mr. Zhao from the south side of Tongming Haizi Chaojian. ""
Sitting on the side, sitting on an old man, very strict, the whole body has a red and red air flow, like a flame.
The old man’s pupil is not as turbid as the ordinary old man, but it is extremely clear, and at the same time, there are vague phoenixes in the scorpion.
His appearance seems to be older than Peng Wang, but in fact, his generation is smaller than Peng He.
This person is named Yuan Xiancheng, and the nickname "Feng Yu" is a young disciple of the Southern Supreme Zhuang Zhuang, and is famous in the whole world.
When the south and southeast have not completely torn their faces in the past, they often have infighting with each other.
The main force of each side is the southeastern disciple. At that time, Long Hanhua, who was surnamed Lin, and the southerner, Yuan Xiancheng, were born.
Under Yuan Xiancheng, he was sitting in a purple middle-aged man.
This purple man in the middle is not the Xuan Ning Mountain Warrior, but the south of the Xuan Ning Mountains, the main force of the Tongming Sea, the head of the Purple Chaojian School, Zhao Zhen.
Yan Zhaoge came to the eastern part of the southern world, wanting to return to the southeast, only to go to the square.
To enter the Fangyuan Mountain, you will pass the Xuaning Mountain Range.
This Zhao Zhensu came to Yuanxian with a good deal. Yuan Xiancheng came to Xuaning Mountain to organize people to arrest and intercept Yan Zhaoge. Zhao Zhen also came together to help.
He smiled and sat there without saying a word. He only nodded when the Dongquan Taoist introduced him.
It seems to be inconspicuous, but including the Dongquan Taoist, all the Xuan Ning Mountain Warriors present at the scene did not dare to sneak at him.
This monarch is in charge of the Purple Tide Swords, and almost dominates the Minghai Sea. It is a giant python that occupies a place in the entire southern sinister world.
"All of you in the same place, there are amazing arts in the body, Mr. Yuan and Mr. Zhao naturally do not have to say." Dongquan Dao continued to say: "If it is blocking the thief of the surname Yan, he naturally only teach."
"But everyone knows that I am Xuan Ning Mountain. The terrain is too complicated for people to hide. Finding a person is like finding a needle in the sea."
"I am familiar with the martial arts who have survived in the Xuaning Mountains for a long time, and they are naturally familiar with this place. But to surround the Yan and Zhao songs, we also need to unite and act in unison."
Dongquan Dao said: "The snake has no head, but fortunately, Mr. Yuan, who has Wutongpo, has left Fangyuanshan here, so that we can all follow the unified order."
Although he said so, the local warriors in the other Xuaning Mountains were scornful in their hearts.
Yuan Xiancheng can of course take the lead, but he is not familiar with the geography of the Xuaning Mountains.
If it is truly implemented, it will definitely be the local warriors of the Xuaning Mountain Range.
That is his Dongquan Taoist.
It is only obvious that Yuan Xiancheng has acquiesced to Dongquan Taoist foxes and tigers, and the night gates and other forces can only recognize their noses.
But my heart is boring, I can imagine.
"The poor road is the landlord, and all of you are invited to come to this alliance. It is to discuss a charter together and teach the Yan Zhao song to come and go." Dongquan Dao people are naturally proud, but there is no such thing on the surface.
If it is too smug to forget, and Yuan Xiancheng is not happy, then it is troublesome.
Therefore, even in the face of the elders of the night gate, the Dongquan Taoist did not have the slightest arrogance.
Everything is more than self-proclaimed, and everyone gathers ideas, and then handed over to Yuan Xiancheng of Fengyishan Wutongpo to make a decision.
Anyway, as long as most of the Xuan Ning Mountain Warriors come to participate in this alliance, Haoling Mountain has already taken the biggest advantage.
Everything was going very well, but suddenly, Yuan Xiancheng, a pair of white-browed, picked up.
When Dongquan Dao saw it, he couldn’t help but think that he had offended Yuan Xiancheng.
Before he thought about what it was, the connection between him and the Guardian Mountain array made him feel that there was a close guest near Haoling Mountain.
Almost at the same time, a voice has already sounded.
"Guangcheng Mountain Yan Zhao Ge, come to visit, the host is there?"
In an instant, there was still a lot of thoughts in the moment before, and there was no sound in the hall of the crowd.
Everyone is looking at each other and wondering if they have got it wrong.
"The people outside, claiming to be... Yan Zhaoge?"
"The Yanzhao song of Guangshan Mountain?"
"He took the initiative to come to Mount Haolin?"
Everyone present, although there is no embarrassment, but the eyes of each other are clearly filled with incredible colors.
Dongquandao people "call" from the seat to stand up.
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