After more than half a day, people from the other four sects arrived one after another and landed on the ground to set up formations.

The cultivators of the Jiedan stage of the major sects naturally gathered together to greet each other. Everyone said, "Brother, I, fellow Taoists, the atmosphere was extremely harmonious, and they were not seen as trying to each other like Feng Biyun and the old man surnamed Zhou before.

Lu Yunze has a special identity and does not have to set up magic circles with the Foundation Establishment Cultivator, nor can he get involved in the topic of the Jindan Cultivator. He can only choose a secluded place and stay alone.

"Senior Brother Lu..."

Not long after Lu Yunze sat down, he heard a charming female voice calling him next to him.

Opening his eyes, a female cultivator of the Yinyue Sect, who was about twenty years old, with fair skin and beautiful appearance, came up, staring at him with a pair of willow leaves eyes with a smile, as if she had thousands of tender love.

"Junior Sister Zhu, don't show your charm in front of me. Just tell me if you have anything to do." Lu Yunze frowned and said calmly.

Junior Sister Zhu's expression froze, her eyes closed with charm, and suddenly she turned back to an ordinary woman with a moderate appearance.

"Senior Brother Lu is really calm. Junior Sister has never missed the use of "Spring Water Art" for cultivators of the same level." Junior Sister Zhu said with a smile, not thinking that there was anything wrong with Lu Yunze using charming skills.

Lu Yunze also sighed in his heart. The Yinyue Sect almost used several tricks from top to bottom, even he was no exception. You can imagine how the sect's atmosphere is in normal times.

"Senior Brother Lu, do you think we can really win this battle?" Junior Sister Zhu's eyes moved slightly and she asked with some trepidation.

"I can't win, wait for death."

“…”

It would be a bit too much for you to say this.

Junior Sister Zhu was so angry that she snorted coldly, and left with her sleeves.

When several disciples of the Yinyue Sect in the distance saw this scene, they turned their heads and focused on setting up formations.

Lu Yunze frowned and sighed softly.

"People's hearts are floating, they lose half of the battle before they can even fight."

Even if the Yinyue Sect is like this, the other factions are probably even more unbearable. When he contacted Han Li before, he said that if he could run away, he would have run away long ago, and he would probably be more than one of them thinking so.

However, in this era of the world where the sequel is the king of the people, if anyone wants to talk about dedicating himself and fighting against foreign enemies, he must have some serious brain problems.

If the six sects of Demonic Dao were not too famous, these people might have surrendered long ago. Who would have been used as cattle and horses for? Other people's forage might be more delicious.

When Lu Yunze thought of this, he felt a little headache.

It’s not that he has a lot of feelings for the Yanyue Sect, but mainly because he hopes that the seven sects can last longer, at least to give him time to run away.

He offended all the Ghost Spirit Sect and Hehuan Sect to death!

Just when Lu Yunze was worried about the future, a black dot suddenly appeared in the sky, and then a golden giant eagle with a wingspan of at least 30 feet quickly flew over, and just flashed a few times and flew over the crowd and threw it on the ground.

Huge shadows.

The six sects of the Foundation Establishment Cultivators were in an uproar. Several younger monks were even frightened by the giant beast and sat on the ground, but they didn't get up for a long time.

Lu Yunze's spiritual consciousness swept slightly, and his heart trembled.

This is actually a level 5 monster!

In the south of the world, even the second and third-level monsters are almost extinct, not to mention this high-level monster that can theoretically be comparable to the early stage monks of the Killing Dan.

Lingbeast Mountain is worthy of being the second largest sect in Yue Kingdom after the Yanyue Sect. Sure enough, there is still something.

"What do you think? They look like one by one!" The leader of Huang Feng Valley was a middle-aged man with a cold face. When he saw everyone's disbelief, he immediately shouted with his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows.

"Hahaha! It turns out it was Fellow Dao Ming. After so many years, Fellow Daoist's hot temperament has not changed at all." The giant eagle with its wings closed and fell to the ground, and three figures stood behind the giant eagle.

The person who spoke was an old man who looked over fifties. His eyes were rolling around while he was talking, and a kind smile always hung on the corner of his mouth, looking quite smooth.

Huiming's face changed, "It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Kun, but this time it is Fellow Daoist Kun's head."

The sleek old man smiled and waved his hand quickly.

"Fellow Dao Ming is so proud of his old man. The person in charge has already gone to the Demonic Camp a few days ago and is guiding the Demonic Army to come here. I think they should arrive in at most three days."

When the monks of the Jiedan heard this, their faces looked a little ugly.

Three days, it's too fast!

The sleek old man shook his head with some regret, "The man in charge of the devil's way is an impatient person. When he heard that there were a lot of supplies here, he immediately rushed here without hesitation. Our Lingbeast Mountain originally wanted to put those few

The spirit beast in the head-zhenshan pulled it out to see the blood, and now it can only be given up."

"By the way, Yun Chen, Yun Mi, come and see the seniors." The sleek old man greeted him. Two young men and girls who seemed to be only seventeen or eighteen years old behind him immediately took a step forward and bowed to the many monks of Killing Dan.

.

Feng Biyun frowned slightly, "Fellow Daoist Kun, who are these two?"

"To be honest with all fellow Taoists, these two dolls are descendants of my family. In fact, they have to call me uncle. This time I brought them here to see the world and learn about the methods of demonic devils."

The sleek old man said at the end, his voice suddenly became louder and his eyes were full of light.

Minghui glanced at the two of them and said lightly: "The qualifications are good, and you have the cultivation level of the early stage of foundation building at a young age. You are willing to give up such a good seedling."

"Hahaha! Fellow Daoist Minghui, this is a bad word." The sleek old man laughed.

"If they don't let them go through some hardships and see the methods of demon cultivators, no matter how high their cultivation is, they will still be in the sky and cannot go far. Speaking of which, Fellow Daohui, where are your precious disciples now?"

The slick old man was halfway through his words, and suddenly he changed his mind and pointed his finger at Minghui.

"Recently, many casual cultivators and even seven sects of the Foundation Establishment Cultivators have disappeared mysteriously. Some people suspect that it may be the spies of the demonic path. I asked them to investigate this matter." Minghui said expressionlessly.

I cursed the slick old man in my heart.

The first battle with the Demonic Way is something that everyone knows is definitely extremely tragic. I wonder how many monks will fall here.

He was not willing to push his apprentice into the fire pit.

"Hehehe..." The sleek old man grinned without objection, and immediately made Minghui angry.

"Okay, okay, when is it now? You are still destroying each other here." The old man surnamed Zhou from the Giant Sword Sect stepped forward to smooth things over, with a look of helplessness.

"The most important thing now is to unite and fight against the great enemy of the Demonic Way. Let's all calm down."

When the sleek old man heard this, he bowed to the old man surnamed Zhou with a smile on his face.

"What Fellow Daoist Zhou said is very true. What does Fellow Daoist Minghui think?"

Minghui snorted coldly, bowed his hand and turned his head away.

Lu Yunze stood outside the crowd and saw clearly.

In this battle, even the leaders of the seven sects were not united. They were all planning their own small plans. If they could win this, it would be unreasonable.

“Hey…”

"Senior Brother Lu..." A cautious voice came.

Lu Yunze raised his head and saw a young woman in a yellow shirt in front of him, smiling reluctantly at him.
Chapter completed!