Mythical Family: My family is 100 million points strong

Wen Yuan's words made Alchemy Immortal Lord laugh out loud.

"It's ridiculous. The three Qiong Yue brothers have always claimed to be the best, but they didn't expect that one of them was scared away by a few brats from the Lin tribe."

"Immortal Venerable!"

Lu Chenghao below didn't care about this. He just wanted to go out to fight the Lin clan and avenge the disciples who died in the Immortal Sect's secret realm.

Looking at Lu Chenghao who was eager to fight, Alchemy Immortal Lord waved his hand and sighed: "That's fine, you can take someone to ask for an explanation."

"By the way, you can join Que Ling and Shen Yue together and then go to the Lin Clan."

"Yes, Immortal Venerable!"

Danchen had already formed an alliance with Yunhai, and now both parties had a grudge against the Lin clan. As they were wearing the same pair of pants, they would naturally be more intimidating if they went together.

After they left, the Immortal Lord looked at Wen Yuan who was still staying in the same place, touched the thick long beard, and chuckled: "A Yuan, is there any news from the demon clan?"

"Yes, Immortal Lord."

"The demons promised us that if we can open a passage for them, then they will help our Danchen ascend to the Three Pure Heavens."

"Ha ha!"

"It seems that the time for Danchen Pavilion to return to Sanqingtian has finally come."

Receiving this information from Wen Yuan's mouth made Alchemy Immortal extremely excited.

But Wen Yuan's expression was a little unhappy, and his brows even wrinkled slightly.

Seeing this, the Alchemy Master asked: "Ayuan, are you worried about the demons' tendency to be dishonest? Are you afraid that they will ignore me, Dan Chen?"

"Yes, Immortal Lord."

Anyone who has had contact with Sanqingtian will know this very well.

Among the six tribes of Sanqingtian, the demon tribe has the most capricious temperament. A promise made today may lead to the breaking of a treaty tomorrow.

As for reasons, demons never find reasons for what they do.

Whatever is done is done, no matter how many things are done, they will bear the consequences.

Even though Danchen was deceived, Danchen Pavilion seemed to be the king of the Four Brahma Heavens, but compared to the six tribes of the Three Pure Heavens, it was still too small.

The demons went back on their word, and they had no ability to counterattack.

"Don't worry, the demons don't dare."

"How can they ignore my Danchen Pavilion's methods?"

"When that day comes, I promise you, the demons will pay the heavy price of annihilation."

The Dandao Immortal Lord of Danchen Pavilion said so. What else could Wen Yuan say? He could only nod in agreement and retreat quietly.

The appearance of the Kunlun Mirror above the Lin clan shook the entire Four Brahma Heavens.

In addition to the three major immortal sects, there is another force that is also quietly moved.

This is a group of people located in the dark depths of Pingyu Jiayitian. They have thunder and lightning marks on their foreheads and are tall.

"Clan leader, look, that's the Kunlun Mirror."

In the center of the group, next to a rickety old man, a middle-aged man pointed to the sky and said excitedly.

The rickety old man rubbed his dry eye sockets vigorously and looked in that direction again and again. There were traces of the golden light of the avenue shed by the Kunlun Mirror.

"Really, it's really the Kunlun Mirror. Could it be that the Tianchi Immortal has been resurrected again?"

"We ThunderClan can be saved."

Thinking of this, tears overflowed from the eyes of the rickety old man, and the flowers fell to the ground bit by bit along his cheeks.

They were originally members of the Lei clan who followed Yaohu Tianchi. Each clan member has the ability to sense the thunder and lightning of heaven and earth, so they can get twice the result with half the effort by practicing the Thunder Dao.

"Quick, quick, quick, gather the clansmen, gather the clansmen to discuss."

The rickety old man said hurriedly.

For a moment, the Thunder Clan was moving up and down, and it became lively.

In a corner of the Thunder Clan, a young man held a wooden sword and danced it over and over under the waterfall.

Every move he made was like a tiger and a tiger, and there was an illusion of thousands of stars between his sword moves. Even though he didn't use his spiritual power, he was able to split the waterfall with one sword and make it flow upstream.

"Why, why is it still not working?"

The young man looked at the disconnected waterfall in front of him and then at the wooden sword in his hand, feeling very disappointed.

He has been practicing this move for several years, but he always gets stuck in this place and cannot improve.

"Brother Feng, the clan leader asked us to go discuss important matters."

At this time, the little girl with a ponytail leaned on a tree and shouted in this direction at the top of her lungs.

This sound frightened the young man who was reading the sword manual and he quickly put it away.

"Okay, here we come."

On the way to the girl, the boy kept thinking that a few years ago, he traveled from behind this waterfall to another dimension and snatched a sword manual.

I have been practicing for so many years, but to no avail, and I don’t know if it’s a good thing or a bad thing.