Chapter 199: Gathering at Shanhaiguan!

Shanhai Pass.

The terrain here is steep, and the dark mountains are like a giant dragon circling, highlighting a majestic momentum. Behind it is the vast sea, with turbulent waves, sometimes rolling up waves several meters high, slapping the rocks.

This place is particularly special, because as long as you go north for fifty miles, it is the forbidden land of the human race that is independent of the entire fourteen states of the Eastern Region, the Dark Abyss!

As the leader of the Eastern Region coalition this time, the leader of the Yuhua Sect led the elders and disciples to the assembly place early.

The crowd was huge, standing everywhere on the mountain, and a flag symbolizing the sect was fluttering in the wind. The three words "Yuhua Sect" were golden and particularly conspicuous.

"Sect Master, things are going very smoothly at the moment."

Old Liu was dressed in a gray robe, his hair and beard were all white, and he was in high spirits. His wrinkled old face was smiling, but this smile made people feel a chill.

The eyes of the leader of Yuhua Sect were as deep as the starry night, his hands were behind his back, his back was as straight as a spear, and he exuded a transcendent temperament, as if he could be transformed into an immortal at any time.

As soon as Liu Lao finished speaking, a sneer appeared at the corner of the leader's mouth.

That's right, the reason why there has been so much movement recently is that he has hired 800,000 professional navy soldiers in secret to set the pace in many places in the Eastern Region.

Although the amount of top-grade spirit crystals spent in the process is so huge that even he, the leader of a sect, feels painful, but as long as the plan succeeds, everything is worth it!

After all, if you want to make the fish take the bait, you must first work harder on the bait.

Now that the plan has achieved the most perfect expectation, wait until all the strong men from all the cultivation forces in the Eastern Region come to Shanhaiguan.

Then he can start the last crucial step and lead them all into the Nether Abyss to catch them all.

If the plan goes well, the fourteen states in the Eastern Region will be seriously injured, and there will be a lack of successors and a desolate phenomenon of inheritance.

By then, the situation will be decided and there will be no chance of reversal!

As the thought turned.

The leader of Yuhua Sect sighed to the sky and said with pity: "Hey, I hope they don't blame me in the underworld. This is all helpless."

Old Liu behind him agreed with him and said solemnly: "The leader did this because he was forced by the general situation. What's wrong? If you want to blame someone, blame them for their bad luck!"

"Hmm."

The leader of Yuhua Sect turned his head and glanced at him, nodding in appreciation

Not bad, you know how to comfort people.

"Master, look, they are coming!" Old Liu suddenly noticed something and reminded him quickly.

Rumble--! ! !

At this time, a huge shadow began to cover Shanhaiguan. Looking closely, countless mighty warships were coming in the sky.

A large number of monks stood on the deck, each carrying a long sword, with their eyes burning with raging flames of war.

There were also armies representing the dynasties, riding war beasts, holding long spears, wearing metal armor, whistling in the wind, and the battle flags covering the sky and the sun fluttering.

A large number of high-level monks followed one after another, emitting brilliant light on their bodies, like stars adorning the sky, releasing a vast and boundless aura.

"My Qingmu Dynasty is here to help!!!"

"My Canghai Sect is here to help!!!"

"My Xuanji Sword Sect is here to help!!!"

"My Dao Sect is here to help!!!"

"My Great Zhou Dynasty is here to help!!!"

"My Lingzhou Xue Family is here to help!!!"

...

In the sky, countless shouts rang out, with endless fighting spirit, shaking the sky for 100,000 miles.

Looking around, the oppression of this Eastern Region coalition was very strong, and the killing aura filled every inch of Shanhaiguan.

Facing this situation, the leader of the Yuhua Sect standing on the cliff narrowed his eyes slightly, with a gleam of coldness in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth lifted uncontrollably, and then returned to normal.

Having seen many storms and waves, he, who was in a high position and had great power, knew what he needed to do on such an important occasion.

At this time, in full view of the public, this middle-aged man with extraordinary demeanor bowed and said with sincerity:

"I represent the Yuhua Sect, thank you fellow Taoists for coming to help!"

At this time, being polite and lowering your posture to give enough face can better improve your favorability and win everyone's trust.

This is emotional intelligence!

"Master Wan is too polite. We are helping the Yuhua Sect and helping ourselves." Fan Dezheng of the Dao Sect bowed and said,

"That's right!"

Everyone nodded.

"Since Yuhua Sect is determined to attack the Nether Abyss, we will definitely help them. This battle concerns the face of our human race, and there must be no mistakes."

The cold voice sounded like a cold wind in all directions.

The speaker was a cold man in white clothes, standing with a sword, his eyes as bright as the scorching sun, and a trace of immortal aura permeating his body.

This man is the new sword immortal, Xue Wuhen!

Behind him, the sword cultivator team of Xuanji Sword Sect, each sword cultivator stood tall with his head held high, his eyes bright, after all, they were very excited to be led by a real sword immortal.

Seeing Xue Wuhen speak, Wan Changwei's face changed slightly, a trace of cold sweat overflowed from his forehead, and he did not dare to neglect his hands and said: "Xue Jianxian is right."

As the saying goes, below the immortals, we are all ants.

Even if his status is high, he is only a perfect calamity, as long as he has not become an immortal, it is nothing but clouds.

Facing a powerful being who had achieved immortality through swordsmanship, Wan Changwei clearly felt how insignificant he was. Even though the other party did not deliberately release his pressure, his scalp still tingled and his hair stood on end.

"Hmph, it doesn't matter if you are a swordsman. Once you are led into the trap set by the divine envoy, it will be up to you whether you live or die!" Wan Changwei said secretly in his heart.

"Haha, with the Snow Sword Immortal joining us, why should we be afraid?"

"Don't worry. All of you Taoists are gathered together today. This battle will be won without a doubt!"

"By the way, if Senior Ye is also present, he must be more confident!"

"Wait a minute, where is Senior Ye? Doesn't Xuantian Sect have any intention of taking action?"

…

Discussions suddenly broke out, and they were all pointed at Xuantian Sect, or Ye Junlin to be precise.

After all, this is the most powerful person in the Eastern Region. If he comes to help at this special moment, it will definitely have an inspiring effect!

Therefore, the monks present were very concerned about whether Ye Junlin came or not.

Hearing the discussion, Wan Changwei's eyes were dark and unclear.

You know, the biggest goal of this plan is to get rid of this person. It would be best if he could be present. If he really didn't come, there would indeed be a fly in the ointment.

"Ahem, don't panic, everyone."

Wan Changwei pretended to cough a few times and said seriously: "Perhaps Ye Shangxian has calculated in advance that we can easily conquer the abyss alone, so he didn't come to help."

These words not only comfort people's hearts, but also maintain the image of others. It can be said that it kills two birds with one stone, which is enough to demonstrate the charm of language art.

Hearing this, many people secretly sighed at the high emotional intelligence of the leader of the Yuhua Sect.

"Senior Ye, are you really not coming?" Xue Wuhen sighed slightly, feeling a little regretful. In his heart, he still hoped to fight alongside that person.

Rumble...

However, at this moment, a thunderous rumble sounded, and the aura of the majestic and domineering king spread wildly, making everyone look in shock.

A loud cry similar to that of a blue whale came from a distance, causing countless monks' heads to buzz and their bodies to surge with energy and blood.

It was a mythical creature whose body was so huge that it could cover the sky and the sun. It flapped its wings and set off majestic air currents that roared past. The surrounding void showed ripples, and the scene was terrifying.

After being fed the best pet animal feed, Akun quickly grew to the level of perfect tribulation. This also resulted in the pressure it brought when it appeared on the stage, which was more powerful than before and full of force!

In an instant.

The other people's mounts felt a bloodline suppression and were trembling with fear, their eyes full of fear.

"I, I recognize it. This is Ye Shangxian's mount, Kunpeng!" someone exclaimed.

"Oh my God, it's incredible that the Demon Emperor who has successfully passed through the tribulation has become a mount." Another person murmured with a shocked expression.

"What's wrong with the mount? That's Ye Shangxian's mount! Is it embarrassing to be a mount for an immortal?!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded from the crowd.

As soon as these words came out.

Everyone thought it made sense.

Yes, so what if he is the Demon Emperor? Serving as a mount for an immortal will not degrade your status, on the contrary, it will increase your status.

"If there is a chance, I would also like to be a mount for Ye Shangxian~" Among them, a voluptuous and resplendent female monk whispered with a flushed face.

Swish swish swish~!

As Kunpeng made his high-profile appearance, countless powerful men unanimously made way for him and paid their respects with awe.

"Sect Master, he's here..." Old Liu swallowed his saliva, feeling frightened. Remembering the conflict he had with that person in Taoist Sect before, Old Liu felt chills all over his body and felt frightened for a while.

"Hmph, what a grandeur!" Wan Changwei felt very unhappy because the opponent's mount was actually on par with him.

But then I thought about it again, why would he, the majestic leader of the Yuhua Sect, compete with other people’s horses?

Just when Wan Changwei was feeling complicated, Kunpeng had already arrived in the sky above Shanhaiguan. His blazing eyes were like two suns, staring at the Yuhua Gate team.

"this……"

The disciples and elders of the Yuhua Sect took a few steps back, showing fear on their faces.

As the number one holy land in the Eastern Region, they can be arrogant towards everyone, but only towards the Xuantian Sect, they have an obvious lack of confidence.

"Kun, calm down, you're scaring others." A clear voice sounded faintly from Kunpeng.

"Senior Ye, it's an honor to see you again!" Xue Wuhen looked very excited.

Ever since he saw Ye Junlin destroy the raging flame demon dragon with a spit of phlegm, which was comparable to the fifth level of the true immortal, the admiration in his heart could not be greater.

What's more, this is the mentor who guides him to become a sword immortal, and is his savior!

"Who are you? Oh, I remember, Xiaoxue, right?" The familiar voice sounded casually,

This title made everyone instantly dumbfounded.

The famous white-clothed swordsman Xue Wuhen was actually called Xiaoxue by that person. This is really...

Just when everyone thought that Xue Wuhen would show his displeasure, no one expected that when Xue Wuhen heard this title, he responded happily: "Hey!!"

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