Fantasy: When I encounter strength, I become stronger. My cultivation level has no upper limit.

At this time, a team of [-] immortals marched across many places in the Central Territory with great awe under the eyes of countless people.

Not long after, they arrived at the Eastern Region.

rumbling...

The originally clear sky was immediately eclipsed. Sand and rocks flew all the way, and yellow sand filled the sky. A terrifying pressure filled the surrounding void. In an instant, the vegetation was silent, and the birds and animals were trembling in fear.

The figures of thirty thousand immortals appeared, filled with sacred immortal energy, surrounded by bright immortal light, colorful, and extremely spectacular from a distance.

The clothes they wear are iconic and can be distinguished from which sect they come from.

Among them, Wuji Dao Sect has the largest number of immortals, which shows the sect’s rich heritage. It’s no wonder that they can become the leader of the Eight Dao Sects.

"Tsk, tsk, is this the Eastern Region?"

"The concentration of immortal energy in this world cannot be compared with that in our Central Region."

"It seems like the Red Devil escaped here, so there won't be much room for improvement."

"The Red Demon who was in the Megatron Central Region back then has ended up in such a miserable state. It's so sad!"

This group of immortals from the Seven Dao Sect walked over the Eastern Territory, with pride in their brows. Their words were full of contempt for the Eastern Territory, and they also felt disdain for the target of the crusade.

In their opinion, no matter how powerful the Red Devil was back then, but now he is forced to flee to a place like this to recharge his batteries, even if he comes back one day, how much trouble can he cause in the Central Territory?

"Seeing this, I am even more sure that Cangming Dao Sect's remarks are pure fart. If the Red Devil were to stand in front of me now, I would probably kill him with one punch without the need for fellow Daoists to take action!"

Yang Wei, the leader of Liuli Dao Sect, gently twirled his mustache and said proudly.

"What Sect Master Yang said is absolutely true." Next to him, Xu Boqi, the Sect Master of Qianyuan Dao Sect, was wearing a brown robe and had a square face full of smiles.

Suddenly, he remembered something and said contemptuously: "Speaking of Cangming Dao Sect, I don't know what the man named Ye thinks. Funerals have been held these days. This show of hypocrisy is too much. .”

For these days, because of Ye Wusheng's performance, Cangming Dao Sect has long been a joke among the upper circles of the Central Region.

Hearing this, several other sect leaders looked strange.

Because the other party's behavior is really contrary to common sense.

You could say that he valued love and righteousness, and I thought there was something strange about it, but you could say that he was too timid to show up, but they only lacked the seats to hold a funeral.

It's quite contradictory!

"Fellow Taoists, based on my understanding of Ye Wusheng, he doesn't seem like someone who would bother with such trivial matters. I can't force him to do this unless it's for something more important."

Qin Shou, the leader of the Haoyue Dao Sect, said in a deep voice. There was a crescent moon mark between his eyebrows, which was silvery white and sometimes flashed with bright light.

"Haha, does this old boy think that we can't defeat the Red Devil with our strength?"

Yang Wei sneered.

The other sect leaders looked at each other and shook their heads. It was obvious that they all thought this statement was ridiculous.

At that time, the Red Demon's cultivation was that of a top-level true immortal, and with his rare combat power, he was able to cause trouble in the central region. Later, he relied on secret methods to escape forcefully. At least this would lead to a decline in his realm, right?

Even though there have been some adventures in the past few years and they have returned to their heyday, times have changed. Top-level true immortals are no longer rare. There are now two to three thousand in their ranks.

What's more, their seven sect masters are all of the same heavenly cultivation level. Just pick one of them and you can sweep across the Eastern Territory.

In this situation, how could he not be able to defeat the Red Demon?

Hang it up and fight in a few minutes!

"Sect Leader Ye is indeed offering condolences to Elder Wei. I can vouch for this. Fellow Taoists, please stop making unreasonable comments about him."

Suddenly, Feng Qingyang spoke with a majestic face.

These days, the spies he placed in the Cangming Dao Sect came to report. Ye Wusheng knelt at the funeral from beginning to end, expressing his deep condolences to the portrait of Elder Wei.

It’s so affectionate and touching!

"Oh?"

The other sect leaders looked slightly sideways, with surprise in their eyes.

Could it be that they really use their villain's heart to judge a gentleman's heart?

Since the head of the Wuji Dao Sect personally guaranteed it, they could not continue to delve into this topic.

shhhhh~

During this period, the seven sect masters released huge spiritual consciousness, sweeping in all directions like a storm.

When they saw the majestic Hundred Thousand Immortal Mountains, the expressions on their faces were shocked, and then they showed greedy and fiery intentions.

"Wonderful! I didn't expect there would be such an opportunity in the Eastern Region?" Yang Wei, the leader of Liuli Dao Sect, said with a smile while stroking his hands.

"So many fairy mountains are bound to contain rich resources. It seems that the monks here are not blessed to have enough." Another sect master said meaningfully.

Feng Qingyang quickly calmed down and said in a deep voice: "We will discuss this later. Don't forget the purpose of our trip."

He thought that a while ago, Holy Lord Xuantian specially sent people to the Eastern Region. If the other party also knew the existence of the Hundred Thousand Immortal Mountains, it was still unknown whether the Seven Dao Sect could get involved.

"Master Feng still sees clearly." Xu Boqi, the leader of the Qianyuan Dao Sect, said in a complimentary tone.

"Yes, yes." The other sect leaders nodded in agreement.

After all, among their group, Feng Qingyang was the leader, so they naturally wanted to please him.

"Before that, find someone to ask for directions, determine the direction, and concentrate on surrounding them to prevent the Red Demon from escaping!"

Feng Qingyang's tone contained murderous intent. This time he was determined to avenge his dead son.

"Everyone, I feel that there is a sect in the northwest, and the monks there must know about it."

"go!"

Boom~

This impressive team of immortals quickly approached the Xuanji Sword Sect.

"Fuck!"

Feeling the arrival of countless terrifying auras, the monks of the Xuanji Sword Sect were so frightened that their hairs stood up, and their eyes showed half astonishment and half fear.

Did something go wrong?

The immortals these days all appear in groups?

"Huh, tell me..." Feng Qingyang spoke with stern eyes and a majestic face. However, before he could finish speaking, he was directly interrupted by the next sentence.

"Go 8000 million miles south and you will reach Xuantian Sect! You're welcome! Go!"

Feng Qingyang: "???"

Holy shit, how do you know what I'm going to ask?

You predict the future! ?

Several other sect leaders were also shocked. They didn't expect that a big boss in this small sword cultivator sect could figure out their intentions!

Feng Qingyang forced down the surprise and doubt in his heart, bowed his hands and saluted, "Thank you, fellow Taoist!"

He didn't even finish his words before people knew his purpose.

What a god!

After all, no matter where he is, such a fortune teller who can predict divination and make accurate predictions is worthy of respect.

"Let's go to Xuantian Sect!" Feng Qingyang waved his hand, and the immortals rushed to their destination in a hurry.

Looking at the direction of disappearance, Xue Wuhen stood on the top floor of the sword pavilion, his stern face twitching slightly.

This picture looks inexplicably familiar!

But that's not the point. The point is, why do you outsiders come to me to ask for directions?

Is it too much?

The depressed Xue Wuhen thought about it and decided to issue an order.

"Come here, build me a sign, write the location of Xuantian Sect, and hang it on the top so that everyone can see it!"