Fantasy: The group leader of the opening system, the queen of counterattack!

Central Territory.

Not far from Fengyun Temple.

"Roar!"

The sound of the dragon's chant resounded, and the thousand-foot-long three-color dragon stirred in the clouds and mist, with a monstrous momentum.

Ye Lang stood on the dragon's back, narrowing his eyes slightly, looking at the large building that was wrapped in the wind and cloud, looming in front of him.

There, is the overlord of the [-] li area, Fengyun Temple.

"Lu Xiaoshen, go call for battle."

Ye Lang turned his head and spoke to the crowd following behind him.

Among the crowd, Lu Xiaoshen hurriedly came out, swallowed his saliva, after some deep thinking in his heart, he obediently obeyed Ye Lang's instructions, and flew forward.

Along the way, Ye Lang and his party moved swaggeringly, making it clear that they were going to Fengyun Temple openly, attracting the attention of many forces.

In the dark in the distance, there are countless martial artists who are watching secretly. Ye Lang naturally knows about these, but he doesn't take any action.

If you want to see it...then show it to them.

The current him doesn't lack confidence even in the face of the God Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, let alone a small Fengyun Temple.

"Cough cough."

At this time, Lu Xiaoshen had already arrived outside Fengyun Temple, coughed, and then slapped out his palm.

boom!
The tyrannical palm force shook the wind and cloud in front of him.

"The Sect Master of the Yanhuang Divine Sect is here, everyone in the Fengyun Temple is waiting, hurry up to greet him!"

"Surrender to Shenzong quickly, or you will be told to die!"

Lu Xiaoshen opened his throat, mobilized Shenyuan and shouted.

And this time.

Inside Fengyun Temple, all the high-level officials of Fengyun Temple had already gathered together.

Hearing the voices from outside, all of them looked a little ugly, but ugly was ugly, and for a while, no one spoke first.

They all turned their eyes to the bearded man above.

The bearded man, Duan Fengyun, the master of Fengyun Temple, was staring at a pair of tiger eyes, and slapped the seat under him heavily.

"Made."

"I robbed four elders of the God-King Realm, I couldn't bear it so much, I even came to the gate of the mountain!"

Duan Fengyun said in a rough tone, as if he was very angry with Yanhuang Shenzong's behavior.

But the scolding is all scolding, the other person is still sitting in the chair motionless, and his heart is constantly active.

A few days ago, the four of Lu Xiaoshen publicly announced that they would vote for Yanhuang Shenzong, and they also mocked Fengyun Temple, which can be said to have severely slapped Fengyun Temple in the face.

But although his appearance is rough, his personality is steady and he does not strike out without thinking.

Because he felt that Yanhuang Shenzong seemed to be very difficult.

Then he quietly sent someone to inquire about the news, and learned that the suzerain of Yanhuang Shenzong killed Lu Xiaoshen instantly with just one sentence, this news directly dispelled his idea of ​​doing anything against Yanhuang Shenzong.

The water is not shallow...Once a war starts, he has no certainty of victory...

After discussing with other high-level officials, it was unanimously decided to sit idly by and ignore it!
Later, Yanhuang Shenzong recruited other forces everywhere, but they also turned a blind eye.

However, I didn't expect that the Yanhuang Shenzong was so aggressive, and blatantly attacked the door!
"That's right!"

"Hall Master, whether this matter is really tolerable or unbearable, if we don't react any more, our Fengyun Temple's face may be completely lost."

While Duan Fengyun was thinking about it, a slightly younger elder in the hall suddenly stood up and said with righteous indignation.

Brush—

When he opened his mouth, the other senior executives breathed a sigh of relief, and all turned their heads to stare at him.

"Haha...hahaha!"

Duan Fengyun's eyes lit up, he jumped up from his seat, and smiled long into the sky.

"it is good!"

"Elder Sun has such a backbone, it is my fortune for Fengyun Temple!"

"Since Elder Sun, you took the initiative to invite Ying, then I will appoint you as the vanguard, and go to meet the suzerain of Yanhuang Shenzong for a while, to show the majesty of my Fengyun Temple!"

While Duan Fengyun was speaking, he even took out a long sword of divine iron that circulated in the spirit, and handed it to Elder Sun.

"This Fengyun Zhanshen Sword is my sword, and I will give it to Elder Sun!"

"Hahaha, that's right, that's right, Elder Sun's cultivation base is high and strong, and his grade is young among us, but his strength is far superior to ours. He can definitely defeat the enemy in one fell swoop."

"Elder Sun, please!"

"..."

The other high-level officials in the hall quickly echoed, and they were not stingy with compliments.

"Ah...this?"

The elder surnamed Sun looked at the iron sword in his hand and blinked in a daze.

He just... echoed the words of the Palace Master, why in just a few words, he became a pioneer...

And these colleagues, why are they suddenly so enthusiastic.

Is it because he has been in seclusion for a long time, and his temperament has become cold?
Outside Fengyun Temple.

After Lu Xiaoshen finished shouting, he obediently returned to the crowd, because the suzerain said that they are here to serve as the backdrop for this battle, and they don't need to do anything.

Ye Lang stood on Xiao Hei's back, seeing that no one came out for so long, he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

What is this Fengyun Temple doing?
Just as he was wondering, he saw the wind and cloud separating in front of him, a passage appeared, and a man with an iron sword came out.

At the end of the passage, there were figures standing, but they did not come out, but watched silently from behind.

"?"

In Ye Lang's mind, a capitalized question mark suddenly popped up.

"You... you are the suzerain of Yanhuang Shenzong?"

"I am the elder of Fengyun Temple, and I am appointed as the vanguard by the master of the temple. I will meet you here!"

Elder Sun looked at Ye Lang with a slightly nervous expression, and said.

"pioneer?"

When Ye Lang heard this word that he hadn't heard for a long time, his expression suddenly became a little strange.

Looking again, the other people who had been hiding in Fengyun Temple and refused to come out finally understood in their hearts.

Feelings... This Fengyun Temple is so cowardly!

He had already called the door to fight, and he even sent a vanguard out.

Want to see what his strength is?
"I said Zileimen and those powerful people, why are they so weak, so the root is here."

Ye Lang felt funny in his heart. After traveling for so long, he has seen all kinds of people, and this is the first time he has seen such a cowardly overlord.

"Meet me...hehe, then you can use your sword."

Ye Lang looked at Elder Sun with an extremely relaxed expression. He jumped off Xiao Hei's back and landed in front of him.

Standing with his hands behind his back, his long hair danced wildly, and his temperament was so handsome that it was a foul.

"Gollum..."

Elder Sun swallowed a mouthful of saliva, mobilized the divine essence in his body, and the iron sword suddenly burst into divine light.

Condensed into a terrifying sword energy in the void, it cut through the sky and stabbed towards Ye Lang's chest.

boom!
In an instant, all the sword energy fell on Ye Lang's chest, and the latter didn't move at all.

However, after the sword energy dissipated, Ye Lang was unscathed, not even a wrinkle in his clothes.

"This level of attack... It's really far from breaking through the chain mail defense of my second-rank imperial soldier."

With a sigh in his heart, Ye Lang didn't glance at Elder Sun who was opposite him.

The halo of the formation god was activated, and a clear light flashed in the eyes, instantly seeing through the defects of the large formation protecting the mountain of Fengyun Temple.

"The way to escape."

With a soft murmur, Ye Lang suddenly disappeared.

Outside the Fengyun Temple, Ye Lang's figure kept flashing strangely everywhere in the surrounding Fengyun Temple, holding the repaired version of the Xuanyuan Remnant Sword, and smashed the flawed eyes everywhere!
The repaired Xuanyuan Remnant Sword could not be carried by the physical body of the second-turn god emperor. With the help of his formation god halo, it couldn't be easier to smash this god formation whose rank is at most no higher than the middle rank imperial rank!

Soon, Ye Lang returned to his original position.

next moment.

boom—

The mountain guard formation that wrapped Fengyun Temple collapsed immediately, and the wind disappeared!
Duan Fengyun and other high-level officials who were originally hiding behind the formation, as well as the countless disciples of Fengyun Temple inside, were stunned.