Everyone said that there was a mysterious Holy Son in the Infinite Holy Land, and he was already preparing to break through to the God of War at a young age.
The Holy Son of the Black Clothes Sect is still only a Martial Emperor warrior, but he has never seen the leader showing any impatience.
It turned out that he had been prepared for it. Even if the Holy Son who was hiding in the dark was slightly inferior, the gap would not be too big. At least he was still a famous Martial Saint warrior.
"Would you like to enter the ancient battlefield with me, or return to the Heavenly Palace to accept the inheritance."
Taking advantage of this rare opportunity to enter the Eastern Region, Yue Buqun finally had the opportunity to accept the inheritance.
"I want to go to the ancient battlefield with my master to find opportunities, and then return to the Heavenly Palace to accept the inheritance."
Although Shi Zhixuan did not speak, his eyes showed approval.
You must know that Yue Buqun is only a warrior of Emperor Wu now, and the risk of entering the ancient battlefield is extremely high.
But warriors are meant to change their destiny against nature. Without this courage, the future path of martial arts is destined to be short-term, and no one is willing to support mediocre people.
On the second day, the huge team of the Black Clothes Sect set out and entered the Eastern Region under strict surveillance along the way to the Infinite Holy Land.
After arriving in the Eastern Region, Wuliang Holy Land naturally had no obligation to help Tiangong shoulder this responsibility, and first removed all its power.
They hope that these reckless men from the Black Clothes Sect can make a big fuss in the Eastern Region and at the same time give them a good show.
Unexpectedly, the black-clothed leader had already prepared. Before setting off, he sternly warned the Holy Son that if there was a conflict between the Holy Cult and the Heavenly Palace due to his reasons, he would personally unscrew his head.
The Holy Son just has a violent personality, but he is not stupid. He naturally understands the strategy of the black sect. No matter how perverse he is on weekdays, he is like a docile sheep in front of the black sect leader.
I originally expected this perverted Holy Son to cause trouble, but I didn't expect that the other party seemed to have changed his temper and reached the valley where the ruins were located calmly.
This made Wuliang Holy Land sigh.
Now two distinct camps have been formed in the valley. One is led by Wuliang Holy Land, and the other is naturally led by the Black Clothes Sect.
Since Tiangong was the host, he did not choose to camp in the valley, which also avoided embarrassment.
Now all the forces in the mainland have recognized it as the third holy land, but there are not even ordinary sects under it, not to mention the top sects.
Of course, this is mainly due to the contribution of Qingpao Xian.
The Holy Son of the Black Clothes Sect looked at the camp of the Infinite Holy Land and couldn't help but voice a challenge, "Since the ruins haven't been opened yet and all the forces have gathered, how about we compete first. Do you dare?"
The Holy Son's provocation caused silence in the Infinite Holy Land camp, mainly because there was no suitable candidate to respond.
The Holy Son of the Boundless Holy Land, who had the same status as him, did not come, his direct disciples were a bit lower than him, and other sects were unable to come forward.
Seeing this scene, the Holy Son couldn't help but laugh weirdly, which made people shudder.
"Is it possible that the so-called Righteous Alliance is just a coward, and there are no people who can even challenge it? If they don't have the guts and courage, why are they talking about entering the ruins to seek opportunities? Why not return to the sect and be a good boy?"
The words of the Holy Son of the Black Clothes Sect caused laughter in the camp, and all kinds of obscene words instantly filled the entire valley.
Under the instruction of the third elder, Zhang Cuishan stepped forward and said, "I didn't want to be like you evil heretics, but you're so angry with me. In this case, let the righteous men save you and others as soon as possible."
Zhang Cuishan himself is a Martial Saint warrior. The voice he roared with his true energy instantly suppressed the abuse from the other side.
The Holy Son looked at the clothes of Elder Zhang Cuishan and couldn't help but said in a strange way, "Even if the Immeasurable Holy Land is in decline and there are no young talents, the elders will not be allowed to come forward. Are all the disciples still unweaned children?"
His words caused another uproar from the cult members.
Zhang Cuishan curled his lips disdainfully.
"Your own martial arts realm is improving too slowly, so you just make baseless assumptions about others. I'm much younger than you, but my martial arts realm is far behind you. Why don't you go find a piece of tofu and kill yourself?"
At this time, the elder next to him sent a message and told the identity of the Holy Son Zhang Cuishan.
"It turned out to be just a crazy person who got lucky."
In fact, the Holy Son is also very eager to obtain the Martial Saint Fruit. The gap in martial arts between him and the Holy Son of the Infinite Holy Land is too big. We are all Holy Sons, and he doesn't want people to feel that he is far inferior to the other person.
If he could obtain the Martial Saint Fruit, he could bring the two of them as close as possible.
He once asked the black-clothed leader to send Ghost Lao into the Wolong Mountains to snatch the Martial Saint Fruit, but he was ruthlessly rejected.
Now that he saw the lucky person who had obtained the Martial Saint Fruit standing in front of him, the murderous intent in the Saint's eyes was particularly strong.
"This is called luck. Which warrior doesn't long for and cherish his opportunities, otherwise why would he risk entering the ancient battlefield?"
Zhang Cuishan then glanced at the warrior warrior behind the Holy Son without leaving any trace.
"We don't have the treatment of the Holy Son, and there are so many guards following us when we enter the ruins. Everyone's opportunities are based on their own hard work, don't you think so!"
His appeal received a positive response from the disciples of the Righteous Alliance. On the one hand, it was to combat the arrogance of the Holy Son of the Black Sect, and on the other hand, because Zhang Cuishan's words touched the hearts of the disciples.
"When we enter the ancient battlefield, we must capture this sharp-tongued boy alive. I will personally control him."
The Holy Son of the Black Clothes Sect ordered the elders and disciples of the Evil Alliance somewhat angrily.
"After talking so much nonsense, we still don't want to see the truth in terms of strength. Let's have three battles each between our direct disciples and the elders of the Martial Saint. Let's see if you, the Righteous Alliance, are just talking words."
"No matter how you say it, it's better than you, the holy son who can't even speak softly."
Zhang Cuishan deliberately enlarged the word "Holy Son", and coupled with the mocking look on his face, the opponent who was the first to catch the breath retreated back to the formation and prepared for the next battle.
But he hated Zhang Cuishan more and more in his heart, and he kept simulating what kind of torture he would use to torture him after he found him.
"Brother Cuishan is indeed a young talent. He has the courage to challenge the Holy Son of the Black Sect and boost our prestige. He is really a role model for our generation."
His performance naturally attracted praise from many elders and disciples.
"You have offended the Holy Son of the Black Sect. After carefully entering the ancient battlefield, he will take revenge on you."
Only the third elder was worried about the safety of his disciples.
"Master, don't worry. The ruins are so big. How could we encounter them by chance? Besides, my disciple is always alert and won't give him a chance."
The third elder glanced at Zhang Cuishan and knew that what he said was true. His disciple was a smart man and would never suffer easily.
He felt relieved and began to select the disciples and elders to fight.
When the top sects of Shanhai Continent gathered in the Eastern Territory, Tiangong, the ruler of the Eastern Territory, appeared in the Central Territory.
Kuangshamen is located at the easternmost end of the Central Territory. It is actually adjacent to the Eastern Territory. It is not an exaggeration to say that the two are neighbors.
But the difference in spiritual energy concentration between them is astonishing.
Passing through the "Xiwu Mountain" that separates the Central Region and the Eastern Region, Chu Ming and others seemed to have entered another world.
The concentration of spiritual energy in the Central Region is at least five times that of the Eastern Region. It is no wonder that almost all the top sects in Shanhai Continent are concentrated in the Central Region.
Just in terms of environment, the Central Region leaves the other regions far behind.
"Min'er, are your formations ready?"
Due to the strong spiritual energy in the Central Region, the mountain-protecting formations of its sects are all in an open state, unlike the sects in the Eastern Region who only do it for show.
"The Kuangshamen's formation actually only works on King Wu warriors, but it actually has limited effect on us."
You must know that the Heavenly Soldiers of the Heavenly Palace are also Martial Emperor warriors, and Kuang Shamen's formation is like nothing in front of them.
Zhao Min refined the "Seven-Star Beidou Formation" but it could trap the Martial Saint warriors. The two are not the same.
She first buried the formation disk at the foot of the Kuangshamen Mountain, put in twelve top-quality spiritual stones, and then activated the formation.
With just a "click" sound, Kuangshamen's mountain-protecting formation was completely shattered, replaced by a blue star curtain surrounding the Big Dipper, and quickly covered the entire sect.
Such a huge movement naturally alarmed everyone in Kuangshamen. Under the leadership of Yin Wencheng, they jumped into the air one after another and formed a confrontation with Chu Ming and others.
When Yin Bin saw the people in the Heavenly Palace wearing white masks, he couldn't help but secretly groan in his heart. He didn't expect that the other party actually dared to enter the Central Realm openly.
Aren't they afraid of being attacked by Wuliang Holy Land? In any case, Kuangshamen is a subordinate sect of Holy Land. If things are done too badly, even if the Holy Land does not want to participate, I am afraid there will be no way to stand by and watch, otherwise the majesty of the Holy Land will be lost.
"Who are you? How dare you come to my crazy Samana?"
Yin Wencheng didn't have the vision of his son. When he saw that the incoming man dared to break the mountain-protecting formation, he couldn't help but feel angry.
"Didn't you say that you were paralyzed because you went crazy during practice? I don't think this is quite healthy."
Even if Yin Yongcheng had no brains, he still knew that the other party came from the Heavenly Palace.
Not only did he not have the slightest fear, he was actually a little excited.
"Yong'er, dad can finally avenge you."
After saying that, he didn't care about the other members of the Kuangshamen, and he swung his sword and struck Chu Ming.
But before Yin Wencheng flew in front of Chu Ming, his chest was pierced by the sword light. No one saw when the sword light came out and where it came from.
Yin Wencheng looked down at the wound on his chest, staring with a pair of unbelievable big eyes, pointing his finger in the direction of Chu Ming, and the corners of his mouth twitched, wanting to say something, but no sound came out.
Yin Wencheng fell from mid-air and died on the spot.
But the Kuangshamen in mid-air did not dare to make any move, including Yin Bin.
"Are all of you crazy monks so brave? I didn't know that I am a martial arts warrior. He is a martial saint and dares to be the first to attack with a sword. How can he become the leader of the clan with such stupidity?"
Facing Chu Ming's ridicule, the remaining people in Kuangshamen were trembling in the air.
