Nine Hundred and Seventy-Four. The End of Petty Tricks

Taoist Dongquan frowned, feeling that his own mountain guard formation was swaying slightly at this moment.

Next to him, Zhao Zhen, the head of the Zichao Sword Sect who hadn't said much, turned his head to look at Yuan Xiancheng on Wutongpo: "Have the people from the southeast side broken through the border of Fangyuan Mountain?"

The others also looked at Yuan Xiancheng.

If the person outside is really Yan Zhaoge, how dare he come to Haoling Mountain so brazenly?

The only explanation seems to be that the strong men from the Southeast Yangtian Realm have already attacked.

Yan Zhaoge did not know where he got the news, so he dared to be so confident.

Thinking of this, the surprised expressions on everyone's faces gradually dissipated, and they all began to worry.

But they were not worried about Yan Zhaoge, but worried about the strong southeast who broke through Fangyuan Mountain.

"No, Fangyuan Mountain is as impenetrable as Zhang Shishu's town is. Dongnan wants to attack, unless there are many strong men invading." Yuan Xiancheng calmly replied: "In that case, we should have gotten the news long ago."

Zhao Zhen, head of the Zichao Sword Sect, nodded: "So, that little thief surnamed Yan really came to the door like this?"

Everyone's expressions became weird, and their faces once again revealed an unbelievable look.

"That kid, don't you know that there are so many of us meeting here?" Someone said in disbelief.

But even if no one joins the alliance again, this Haoling Mountain is also one of the top two in the Xuanning Mountain Range.

Yan Zhaoge entered the Xuanning Mountain Range without taking advantage of the terrain to hide, and unexpectedly came to Haoling Mountain.

Such acts are still arrogant and boundless.

Taoist Dongquan took a deep breath, calmed down, stood in the hall, and pushed forward flatly with a volley.

In his palm, runes appeared intertwined and turned into imprints, shining with brilliance.

Outside, around the towering Haoling Mountain, there are many brilliance flowing, and the formation runes that have already emerged are completely highlighted and condensed like a substance.

"Since he has the guts to come to worship the mountain, let him come up." Yuan Xiancheng sat in his seat without moving, and the light and shadow of the fire and phoenix in his eyes seemed to be brighter.

Taoist Dongquan heard the words and said: "Mr. Yuan's words are reasonable, but he is poor and stingy."

Saying that, Taoist Dongquan withdrew his palm, and the great array of guards covering Haoling Mountain also disappeared.

"Since you're here, do you dare to go up the mountain?" He simply sat back on the main seat while talking.

Yan Zhaoge said with a laugh: "It's best if the master is at home, lest Yan be an uninvited guest."

The other southern warriors in the hall all rolled their eyes inwardly.

You are not an uninvited guest, so who else is an uninvited guest?

...However, it's not right. Although Taoist Dongquan has his own thoughts, the name of this alliance

Everyone settled down and looked at the entrance of the main hall.

At this moment, they are full of curiosity about that daring young man.

Although we have already got the news, I heard that Yan Zhaoge set off from Mianshan Mountain, passing through many places in the southern Yantian Realm all the way, and it is difficult for warriors from all over the place to stop him.

Even on the Guangyue Mausoleum, which is adjacent to the Xuanning Mountains, there was news that Yan Zhaoge was rampant.

But without witnessing or experiencing it with your own eyes, it is always difficult for people to truly believe in many things.

Taoist Dongquan sat quietly in the main hall, guarding the mountain formation without moving.

But the other Haoling Mountain warriors were not angry with Yan Zhaoge, so they didn't intend to let him go up the mountain easily.

On the mountain climbing road, many Haoling Mountain warriors, relying on the favorable location, set up a lot of formations, trying to give Yan Zhaoge a blow.

Taoist Dongquan let it go and took a tacit attitude. He also wanted to find out the details of Yan Zhaoge first.

If Yan Zhaoge's strength is too strong and his attacks are vicious, and the disciples cannot resist, Taoist Dongquan will also protect him in time.

With a well-calculated mind, Taoist Dongquan also waited patiently.

How Yan Zhaoge performed on the way up the mountain, the Haoling Mountain warriors will continue to report back to Taoist Dongquan.

Unexpectedly, with the passage of time, no one reported it.

Taoist Dongquan was wondering, Yuan Xiancheng's eyes suddenly lit up: "Good skills!"

Everyone was amazed,

Taoist Dongquan and Zhao Zhen, head of Zichao Sword Sect, seemed to feel something too.

Taoist Dongquan's face changed dramatically, he stood up from his seat abruptly, and shouted angrily, "You little thief!"

The large formation covering Haoling Mountain started to function again.

But at the same time, a brilliant sun also lit up in the mountains, illuminating the heavens.

It was as if a golden sun was slowly rising from the halfway up Haoling Mountain.

The majestic and vast power shook until the Haoling Mountain Guardian Array began to collapse!

"Hao Ling Mountain is considered a giant in this Xuanning Mountain Range, is this the way of hospitality?" Yan Zhaoge's voice sounded: "Since the door is opened and I was invited to go up the mountain, why should the doorman do such a small thing?"

"Dongquan Taoist, right? Your Excellency is the master of Haoling Mountain, but his disciples are so unruly. Then Yan will help you discipline him."

Some of the southern warriors in the hall came out of the hall gate and looked down from the top of the mountain.

Seeing this, he suddenly gasped.

On the halfway up Haoling Mountain, there was darkness.

The darkness is like a band of light, wrapping around the steep Haoling Mountain, gradually rising.

From the darkness like the night, the golden sun rises slowly, but the light and the darkness do not affect each other, and they are distinct.

The rising speed of the dark light belt was neither fast nor slow, and it rose steadily at a constant speed according to its own pace.

Taoist Dongquan urged the formation, but the power was blocked by the golden sun.

While he was annoyed, he also ordered the disciples on the mountain to quickly push away to avoid the black light, and stop making troubles to stop Yan Zhaoge, lest he be swallowed by the black light.

After the Haoling Mountain warrior retreated, the black light also subsided.

After a while, Yan Zhaoge's figure appeared in front of everyone and came to the top of the mountain.

"Is this one of the legendary Nine Heavens Immortal Thunder before the Great Destruction, the Thunder of Eternal Night?" The elder of the Yehua Sect who had been taciturn since he came to Haoling Mountain suddenly asked.

Taoist Dongquan's face changed slightly when he heard the words.

The people in Haoling Mountain only knew that the people who blocked Yan Zhaoge on the road before suddenly disappeared.

Whether it was the people who couldn't hold back and took the initiative to attack Yan Zhaoge, or those who went to investigate the situation, as soon as they got close to the previous black light, they disappeared, no one returned, and no one sent back news.

Although Taoist Dongquan didn't go down the mountain to check the situation, as the master of Haoling Mountain, he could clearly feel that the Haoling Mountain under his feet was full of dead energy.

All the warriors of Haoling Mountain who were swallowed by the black light will all go and never return, and die!

As if nothing had happened, Yan Zhaoge came up to the mountain and said with a smile: "Even if Yan is here, even if there is something to do, he will meet with everyone present. The rest of your faction are too impetuous, what's the matter with them?"

Taoist Dongquan stared at Yan Zhaoge, but did not speak.

Not to mention the power of that round of brilliant sun, just that weird black thunder light just now is scary.

Among the people who went to intercept Yan Zhaoge, the one with the highest cultivation level was the sixth-level Martial Saint like Yan Zhaoge, and the warriors who had seen the late stage of the gods disappeared without a sound.

The warriors of Haoling Mountain, who had withdrawn in time before, hurriedly detoured down the mountain from the other side to check the specific situation after the black light disappeared.

At this time, they reported the death status of the deceased, and Taoist Dongquan's face was completely darkened.

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