Vol 2 Chapter 647: it's me

He had to come if he wanted to see me!
Zhao Hongmeng slightly sighed, and a trace of unconcealed melancholy.
In the hundreds of thousands of years since Tianshu Academy was established in Dongzhou, even if it is Taiyimen, which is hidden as the top ten holy places, Mingyue, Litian, and Dashi three holy places must be treated with courtesy.
There are equal existences among each other.
Who would have thought of such a day?
Come when someone is hired, and I dare not come, I have to come!
Even, he never spoke at all, but the fierce murderous intent in the dark made them panic.
"It's him?"
Daoist Qingshan felt a little shock, and he opened his mouth to say something, but finally he sighed:
"Dongzhou, the sky has really changed..."
On this day, as early as decades ago, after the Yuanyang Taoist turned out to be born, some people have guessed it, but no one thought that it would really become a reality.
And it came so fast, so caught off guard.
Even though a powerful man who is enshrined in the world has changed drastically, he is still invincible, but the sects and sacred places still have their foundation, and self-repression may not be feasible.
Self-protection is no problem.
But in the first battle in the Wanfa Tower, the invincible combat power displayed by the Taoist Yuanyang was not enough. The concealed master of the Wanfa Longlou was the cause of the horror in the hearts of many sects.
A Fenghou-level powerhouse who is beyond the current Dongzhou system, has superb combat power, is invincible at the same level, and is very likely to have the supreme treasure.
Enough to make anyone frightened, jealous, even fearful.
"Yes, Dongzhou, the sky is going to change..."
Zhao Hongmeng's eyes were faint, with sigh and depression.
The strong are worthy of awe, and the power is not terrible, provided that they will not lose control.
But this Taoist Yuanyang is moody and unscrupulous in his actions. Such a person is more daunting than his power itself.
Just like the throbbing in his heart when he was sitting in retreat.
He is very clear about the meaning behind it, and if he doesn't come, he will really come to ‘visit’.
The lesson of Butian Pavilion is not far away, that Taoist is not a soft-hearted person.
Huhu~
The surging air flow blows away the blood.
A giant bird spread its wings to cover the sky, and the shadows flowed thousands of miles, covering a large area of ​​mountains and rivers.
"Taiyi's'Gu Jinluan'!"
The eyes of the Taoist in Qingshan flickered slightly, and he already saw the old Taoist standing with his hand in the wind.
The head teacher of Taiyi also came...
Huhu~
The strong wind slapped the face like a knife and the body, and the vestments moved like waves.
"Wanfalong Tower..."
The blue narcissus overlooked the sky, and his eyes fell on the bell tower that stood above the sky among the tens of thousands of miles of mountains lying like a dragon.
Although the Wanfalong Tower at this time has not recovered, the breath of the previous recovery still remains.
The threads seem to be lighter than the wind and clouds, but they have a sense of sacred and majestic, which makes people afraid to look directly.
"Brother Lan..."
Thirty years of years didn't seem to have left any traces on Baby Mo's body, her youthful appearance remained, and her voice still tender.
At this time, his voice was put very low, and he didn't get out of the usual way. It seemed very unaccustomed.
"what happened?"
Lan Narcissus glanced at the latter faintly, and couldn't help shaking his head: "Baby, you are not too young, why are you still so free?
If you have to go to Central Continent, you should ask the teacher yourself. "
But he saw his thoughts at a glance.
Although Bao Bao Mo is a master of teaching old age, the relationship between father and son is not very good, mainly because Bao Bao Mo's personality is too detached and can't stand his father's rigid look.
Whenever father and son get along, he will feel uncomfortable.
"Ugh."
Baby Mo's face collapsed. If he dares, does he need to ask Blue Narcissus?
"Daffodils."
At this time, the master teacher spoke up.
The air was violent, but he couldn't blow away his calm voice: "Go away from heaven and holy earth. You are the first in everything. If there is anyone who disagrees, you can do it yourself."
Blue Narcissus was slightly startled, and then nodded in response: "Teacher, don't worry."
The changes in the heavens and the earth in thirty years have been minimal, but this is not the case for individuals.
After the great change of heaven and earth thirty years ago, many large sect holy sites including Taiyimen were all trying their best to cultivate Tianjiao in the door.
Blue Narcissus condenses Dongzhou Divine Body, with huge potential, and naturally it is no exception.
The improvement of strength naturally also represents the elevation of status.
"It's just that, why did the head teacher suddenly exit?"
Lan Narcissus looked at the old Taoist and spoke out his doubts.
Thirty years ago in Tianjiao City, Taiyi Sect Master urged the ‘Gate of All Wonders’ to suppress the King’s Terrace. After the First World War, the Tianding Emperor disappeared without a trace.
But the loss of this old man is also great.
"The head teacher suddenly left the customs, but because of the aura of the Wanfalong Tower before?"
Above Gu Jinluan, there are many people.
In addition to the true biography of Quetta, there are also several elders, and they are the ones who went to the Wanfa Tower to investigate the dragon invasion.
The Master of the Supreme Master came here unexpectedly.
At this time, a group of people were all surprised, but the power of the master was not afraid to ask questions. As the blue narcissus asked, naturally some people asked.
"This matter has nothing to do with you."
Taiyi Master teaches standing with his hands in his hands, his expression is calm:
"Just do your own thing well. If you go to the Litian Holy Land to inquire about the Dragon Race invasion, you can't conflict with the Litian Holy Land!"
"Yes!"
The crowd can only suppress their doubts.
Watching the old road stepping into a divine light piercing the void, falling towards the Wanfa Mountain Range in the distance.
Huhuhu~
And as the old way stepped on, there was a sudden whistling in the sky.
A mighty voice is like a cloud hanging down from the sky, covering thousands of miles in the sky, and the wind and cloud are tongues, spreading for thousands of miles:
"Feng Qingcang is here by invitation, and I want to see the true face of fellow Daoist!"
boom!
The light burst out, and the sky was shining.
A slender, burly figure stepped on the void, and the sound of footsteps resounded like a drum.
Whooshoo~
The divine light flows down between heaven and earth, triggering a chain reaction.
One after another, either misty, or detached, or cold, or domineering figures stepped out of the void.
Either came alone, or surrounded by many people, approaching where the Wanfalou Mountain Gate was.
"Jingyang Mountain Lord Feng Qingcang!"
"Taiyi's'Gu Jinluan', and Taiyi's head teacher is also here!"
"The principal of Tianshu Academy, Zhao Hongmeng..."
"The Master of Vacuum Dao..."
...
With Feng Qingcang's long howl, the space between heaven and earth was immediately flooded with powerful auras.
Suddenly, the sky was tumbling, vitality boiled, and the earth was shaking.
Many monks running through the mountains of Wanfa were shocked by their breath, and they raised their heads one after another, looking at the powerful figures.
First shocked, then shocked.
Someone was very alert, and suddenly felt bad when seeing the arrival of many head teachers.
No one knows why they came.
But so many head teachers showed up almost at the same time, obviously it was not a trivial matter, the last time such a battle.
It was Tianjiao City more than 30 years ago, where the Battle of Zhuwangtai.
Reminiscent of the things in Wanfa Building at this time, all the people felt their breathing was stagnant and their scalp numb.
Immediately, many disciples of Wanfa Tower had begun to retreat, but they were not going to the outside of the mountain, but to the gate of the mountain.
The battle of cultivators is heavenly to mortals, and the battle between mighty cultivators is also heavenly to their little cultivators!
With the power of mighty magical powers, if there really is a battle, they will have no escape under the aftermath.
Can only rely on the mountain gate!
"These people are here to fight against the Yuanyang Taoist..."
Somewhere in the Wanfa Mountains, Chu Yunyang's eyes moved slightly, and he was a little surprised: "Is it because I misunderstood, these teachers in Dongzhou are still bloody?"
"There is weirdness in it..."
Zhao Zhen's expression is also a little weird.
Don't say that Taoist Yuanyang is very likely to be recognized by the Wanfalong Lou, even if he didn't, he was already invincible in East Continent with his cultivation base.
If these masters were really aimed at the Taoist Yuanyang, they would still be bloody.
It's all crazy.
Do you really think that your ancestors' Yuyin can protect them from generation to generation, immortal and invincible?
"It's Feng Qingcang!"
In the Wanfalou mountain gate, the expressions of many elders changed, and Zhu Gong suddenly stood up, his eyes uncertain.
"Not only Feng Qingcang, but also Zhao Hongmeng..."
"Why are they here?"
Miao Meng's brows were also frowned, but he had already seen the many head teachers coming from beyond the mountain gate.
"Master, are they here for Taoist Yuanyang?"
Some elders' expression changed slightly, and they guessed something.
"Except for Ling Tianzong who has not yet determined his head, several major head teachers are here!"
In the hall ~EbookFREE.me~ many elders all stood up.
The masters of all the sects came together, and such a thing could not be a coincidence.
As in the previous war of kings, there were also private exchanges.
But at this time, so many sects came together without notifying Wanfalou in advance, and the things that represented behind made the faces of all the elders present a little ugly.
One wave has not settled, another wave has risen.
The Taoist Yuanyang stayed at the gate, and it was extremely likely that they would be recognized by the Ten Thousand Falong Tower.
If these masters came here to kill the Taoist Yuanyang as they did thirty years ago, their trouble would be too great.
You know, the Taoist Yuanyang at this time is still in the Wanfalong Tower!
If such a battle took place within the gate of the mountain, Wanfa Tower would have disappeared on the land of East Continent like Mieqingdao.
"call!"
The elders are still guessing what, Miao Meng has already stepped out, ascending to the long sky between the dazzling lights and streams:
"You fellow Daoists came together to see my Wanfa Tower suffered a lot. Are you embarrassed to come?!"
Her aura is deep and strong, without the slightest weakness after the war, and even facing the many teachers who have been above her for years of cultivation, she is not humble.
"Embarrassed?"
Zhao Hongmeng's expression changed, but Feng Qingcang had already looked at the Wanfalong Tower, his tone was subtle, with a touch of complexity and difficulty:
"Do you think I am waiting to come?"
"Is there anyone who can force you to wait until you come?"
Miao Meng sneered first, and then she didn't know what she remembered, and her heart was shaken.
Mu Ran raised his head, and saw that under the faint golden brilliance emanating from the Ten Thousand Faith Dragon Tower, a figure emerged from nothing, from imaginary to real.
Sitting on the top of Wanfalong Tower, he lowered his head slightly, his eyes were faint and his tone was flat:
"it's me."