The live broadcast camera is aimed at the main peak of 8oo meters in Yanshan. There are clouds and clouds, smoke rolling, and the entire mountain is submerged. There is no human figure at all, but a golden divine ring can be seen, dazzling, as if the Buddha's light has arrived in the world and shines everywhere in the world.

There was also a terrifying aura sweeping up and down the mountain, covering the entire world.

Countless birds were aroused, countless snakes, rats, insects and ants woke up from their hibernation state and ran around in the cold snow.

Even through the camera, countless viewers watching the live broadcast seemed to feel the horror there, as if a peerless old monster was awakening, shocking the world.

From time to time, a figure appeared on the observation deck of the second main peak. They were all warriors and practitioners from all over the country. Of course, there were also a small number of foreigners. Their cultivation was basically above the level of internal strength, and their aura was extremely powerful.

"Master Shi Kong of Shaolin Vajra Sect, even he has come. It's really a face. I heard that his cultivation has reached the peak of the Grandmaster Realm, and he is only one step away from the Divine Realm. If he doesn't come out of the Divine Realm, he is almost invincible in the world. At last year's Grandmaster Conference, he firmly won the championship!"

When an old monk wearing a cassock and with bronze skin appeared, as if copper was cast in iron, there was a scream on the observation deck.

Master Shi Kong of Shaolin Vajra Sect, a Vajra Indestructible Body, is a powerful master among the masters.

He came with a dragon and tiger walking, with a thin body, but his breath was particularly strong.

Many people came up to him and took the initiative to say hello to him, all of whom were extremely humble.

"Old Master Wu, long time no see."

When an old master in a robe showed his body from the stone steps leading to the hill, another burst of exclamations sounded from the observation deck.

The Wu family in the northwest, the old master of Wu Canghai is here.

This is an amazing family, a swordsman family, and the ancestors once appeared in the sword saint. Each person swept across Japan with one sword, shocking the world, and becoming a legend in the martial arts world in China, which has been remembered for generations.

Nowadays, there are two masters in the Wu family, which are rare in the country, and are the best among the martial arts families.

"Brother Jianghe, you are here too. Hey, this person should be a virtuous nephew. Are you sick? Why is your complexion not very good?"

Wu Canghai did not come alone, his son Wu Jianghe and grandson Wu Hongtao both came.

The person who greeted Wu Jianghe was Sun Wu, the new leader of the Xingyi Sect in southern Shandong.

"Brother Hong Tao, long time no see."

The two high disciples brought by Sun Wu came out and greeted Wu Hongtao with a smile.

If Ye Tian was here, he would definitely recognize these two people. They had met them in the Wujia Town in the northwest, Zhao Wendong and Guo Bao, the master disciples of Xingyi Sect.

Wu Hongtao's face was indeed ugly and gloomy, just like someone else owed him millions. He was wearing a very alternative dress and wrapped in a big cotton jacket.

As a master of internal energy, it is absolutely not good to be so afraid of the cold. Zhao Wendong and Guo Bao, both of them are only wearing thin training clothes, not afraid of the howling cold wind. Other warriors are like this.

Wu Hongtao's face twitched, he ignored him and left after shaking his legs.

"I'll go say hello to a few old friends." Wu Jianghe smiled faintly, bid farewell to Sun Wu and walked away.

"Fuck!" Guo Bao snorted coldly and said, "Isn't it just that he won the first place in the Young Master List? Why are you so awesome?"

"Strange, why can't I feel any fluctuations in his body? Could it be that he has practiced some turtle breath magic skill?" Zhao Wendong said to himself, looking puzzled.

How could they know that Wu Hongtao's martial arts were destroyed by Ye Tian. He was not here to observe martial arts, but to see with his own eyes how Ye Tian was killed by the Heavenly Maharaja.

"Okay, I'll say less." Sun Wu looked serious and was ignored by Wu Jianghe, and his face looked very bad.

The Xingyi Sect in southern Shandong has declined and is not on the same level as the Wu family in the northwest, so people don’t play with him at all.

"Wow, what a beautiful beauty!"

Next, a girl in purple appeared, and another scream of exclamation came from the hill.

Huangfu Jingyun pointed the live broadcast camera at the girl in purple and left. Suddenly, there were more barrage in the live broadcast room, as if he could hear countless audience screams.

The girl is really beautiful, with a pretty face, crystal skin, silk like a waterfall, eyes like water, and charming. With a smile, two dimples appeared on the corner of her mouth, which was sweet and charming.

The girl in purple walked with a majestic old man. The old man seemed to be very famous and people kept saying hello to him.

"Old Master Shen, you are here too!"

"My brother Yunlong, I parted in Wujia Town last year, and I didn't expect to see him so soon."

"Old Master Shen."

Even Wu Jianghai of the Wu family held a junior tribute to the old man.

Yes, this old man is Shen Yunlong, the head of the Lingnan martial arts family, a powerful master who ranks on the top of the Grandmaster List.

The identity of the girl in purple is also obvious. She is Shen Qingyue, known as the number one beauty in the martial arts world, known as Fairy Shen.

There were too many people who wanted to say hello to his grandfather. Shen Qingyue was happy to be idle. She walked to a secluded place alone, looked out from the railing, watching the clouds rolling and the bright sunset.

Unconsciously, a young man appeared in her mind.

The young man was as handsome as a god, with a peerless appearance, and his body was full of golden light. Even the silk was golden, and his roots were as crystal clear as jade silk, like an immortal king descending into this world.

"Xman, Golden God of War, Young Demon King, you have so many nicknames!"

Thinking of this, the girl couldn't help but smile, and two light dimples appeared on the corner of her mouth, which were so sweet that it made people tremble, as if a spring breeze suddenly burst out, brilliantly spreading the ten miles of Yanshan Mountain.

The famous flowers have not yet had a master, and young talents are ready to come and chat with them.

However, the girl was indifferent and ignored her, and all the talented people returned in a desperate situation.

Even Huangfu Jingyun was moved and couldn't help but come up to say hello to the girl, but it only made the beauty smile, and it was the signature type.

Wu Hongtao saw these scenes and felt worried. He should have been a flower protector, but his cultivation level was destroyed by Ye Tian and he became a useless person. He no longer had the qualifications.

"Ye Tian, ​​if you don't die, the law of heaven will be untolerable!" He gritted his teeth and felt a lot of hatred in his heart.

...

Next, warriors continued to appear, including casual cultivators, and sect groups.

Wudang, Emei,...

Even people came to Longhu Mountain, and they were not ordinary people. They were the head sect Tianjizi, known as Tianji Zhenren, and their cultivation level had reached the peak of the magical realm.

"Tianji Zhenren, what is circulating on the Internet is circulating on the Internet. If the young demon king takes refuge in you, Longhu Mountain, can you protect him from being safe. Is it true or false?" Someone asked Tianji Zhenren.

"Of course it's true."

"Does it count now?"

"Always count."

Tianji Zhenren's voice was like thunder, his gossip robe sounded, his eyes were like an abyss, his breath was astonishing, which shocked the audience.

The Dharma King of Tianmu was on the scene. The real person of Tianji dared to say something to protect the young demon king. Is this the rhythm of opposing the Dharma King of Tianmu?

Huangfu Jingyun and Danba Master both cast angry eyes at him, but they both dared to be angry but did not dare to speak out.

What kind of foundation is Longhu Mountain? It is the first ancestral land of Taoist sect, and it is also an old-fashioned divine realm that has lived for almost two hundred years.

Everyone thought that the Heavenly Master on the opposite mountain would say something, killing the sharpness of Longhu Mountain, but the Heavenly Master did not hear the words, but heard a voice coming from below the stone steps:

"My master is brave and invincible in the world. I don't care about the protection of your Longhu Mountain!"

With this voice, a middle-aged man with a back and a bear-back and a gaze of a torch appeared.
Chapter completed!