Chapter 21: The Power of Foreign Monks!

Before joining the Yuhua Sect, he had thought that Nascent Soul monks were so unattainable, just because there were only a handful of Nascent Soul monks in the small desert state!

Later, when he walked out of Huangzhou and entered the Yuhua Gate, he realized that the world turned out to be very big. Nascent Soul, which he used to think was superior, could be seen everywhere here.

With practice day after day, Chen Xiao's cultivation level also improved by leaps and bounds. As his horizons broadened and his status in the sect improved, he became more and more contemptuous of the monks in Huangzhou, and hated that he was an indigenous person in Huangzhou. This is also true. The reason for not going back for many years.

But he didn't expect that it was the Yuanying monk from this small sect who wiped out his father's sect!

The hatred for killing my father is irreconcilable!

"Master, what about Mu Lao? Who was he harmed by?" Chen Xiao thought of something and said in a deep voice.

Because of this incident, he was indirectly involved with him, and the senior leaders of the sect criticized him, which may affect his future development prospects, just like a stain on a white paper, which made Chen Xiao feel aggrieved.

Venerable Ju Yang shook his head and said: "It's not clear yet, but all the spearheads are pointed at Xuantian Sect, but the question is, what ability does this small sect have to kill Elder Mu? Just rely on the Master of Miao Miao Peak in the Nascent Soul Realm. ?”

"So, the murderer is someone else." Chen Xiao said immediately.

He did not associate Mu Lao's death with Ye Junlin at all, because this was impossible due to the gap in cultivation and strength.

To know.

The Yuhua Gate is the top holy land for cultivating immortals in the Eastern Region. The monks who come out from here are all possessed of great supernatural powers. How can the natives of barbarian lands like Huangzhou compare?

But no matter what, Xuantian Sect must be destroyed!

The master of Piaomiao Peak must die too!

"It just so happens that the ancient secret realm appears in Huangzhou this time. The sect will send elders to go with you. Remember, you represent the Yuhua Sect, and you will compete with the teams of other big forces. As for revenge, You can do it after it’s over. I hope you can sort out the priorities, do you understand?”

Lord Juyang warned seriously.

Having said this, Chen Xiao knew the importance of this time and naturally did not dare to show any disobedience.

His eyes were straight, and he cupped his hands and said, "Disciple, take your orders!"

"Go ahead."

"yes!"

Looking at Chen Xiao's leaving figure, Lord Juyang nodded. This was his most satisfied disciple. He came first in the sect competition, and as a master, he was also honored.

"With the cultivation resources bestowed by our ancestors this time, I am sure to break through the Mahayana bottleneck and reach the realm of overcoming the tribulation!"

As everyone knows.

Transformed into a god, he is called a god.

When combined, they are called Tianjun.

Mahayana means the Venerable, or the Supreme.

And overcoming the tribulation, he has the title of Virtual Immortal!

Just imagine, being able to be associated with the word "immortal" is enough to show how terrifying the power of this realm is!

…

Huangzhou, the most remote Daozhou with almost no sense of existence, suddenly became famous in the Eastern Region because of an ancient secret realm.

Many immortal dynasties, cultivation families, and various sects have received this breaking news. While they were surprised, they all felt hot inside and were ready to make a move.

"Damn it! There is actually a fairyland in Huangzhou. Isn't it known as the most backward barbarian land?"

"I guess his character has exploded. The monks in Huangzhou are going to be lucky this time!"

"Hahaha, this fellow Taoist, you are too naive. The monks in Huangzhou have always been poor and weak. How could this kind of immortal fate fall into their hands?"

"That's right, even the top major forces in the Eastern Region are preparing to send teams to plunder resources. The monks from Huangzhou can only watch helplessly!"

"Why are you talking about this? Let's go there quickly. We won't even be able to drink soup if we're late!"

In all the major states in the Eastern Region, warships can be seen passing by everywhere in the sky, and there are also monks riding horses or flying with swords, all heading straight for the barren states.

At this time, the Luotian Secret Realm was already crowded with people outside even though it hadn't officially opened yet.

Practitioners can be seen everywhere in the sky and on the ground. The place is very lively and noisy.

Of course, they were all local monks from Huangzhou. Because they were the closest, they rushed to the scene first.

"This time the secret realm is born, four of the five major sects have come so far!"

"Hey, why didn't Xuantian Sect come? Are you giving up?"

"That's not true. After all, it has annexed Fenglei Sect, and its overall strength can be among the best in Huangzhou."

Suddenly, along with heroic laughter, a terrifying aura spread, causing many monks to cast fearful looks.

"Transform, transform into a god?!"

Everyone's scalp was numb, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

The leader of the Moving Mountain Sect said in surprise: "It's the ancestor who has come out of seclusion!"

In the sky, there was an old man wearing loose robes, with an immortal spirit and a red face, stepping forward with his hands behind his back.

His eyes were like lightning, making it difficult to look directly at him, and the aura of cultivation released from his body was extremely strong.

"I happened to be out of seclusion today and heard that there is an ancient secret realm here. It seems to be God's will!"

"This time, my mountain-moving sect must enter the secret realm first. Fellow Taoists here, if you are dissatisfied, you can stand up! I will accompany you to the end!"

Ouyang Feng, the ancestor of the Banshan Sect, looked up to the sky and roared loudly, making monks within a hundred miles around feel dizzy.

After a long period of seclusion and practice, he finally made a difficult breakthrough to become a god. In addition to his excitement, he also had the intention to show off his talents.

"Ancestor is mighty! Ancestor is invincible!"

The monks of the Moving Mountain Sect cheered excitedly, and their collective sense of honor reached its peak.

"Are you convinced?"

Ouyang Feng looked at them with a condescending tone.

The people of the three major sects, Tianjian Sect, Changhe Sect, and Xiaoyao Sect, were all shocked, with deep awe in their eyes.

Transformation!

That was the Transformation!

In the Barren State, where there were only a handful of Yuanying, a cultivator of the Transformation Realm was born, which was like a ferocious giant crocodile appearing in a lake full of fish!

This was an absolutely invincible existence!

The ancestor of the Banshan Sect who broke this record would be regarded as a symbol of a milestone by the cultivators of the Barren State!

"We will obey the decree of the God!" The head of the Tianjian Sect had a flash of envy in his eyes, then he sighed, stood up and bowed.

The other three leaders also gave in and said in unison:

"We will obey the decree of the God!"

Seeing this, the other casual cultivators were convinced and knew that the overall situation was settled.

All the cultivators in the sky consciously landed on the ground, not daring to fly up to the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with Ouyang Feng, fearing to anger the newly born God.

Once the God of Transformation appears, who will compete with him?

"Hahaha..."

The much-anticipated Ouyang Feng laughed out loud, feeling quite proud.

From today on, he is the real number one in the Wasteland State!

Boom! !

At this moment, countless strange and powerful auras gathered from all directions like waves.

"Oh my God!"

Ouyang Feng almost lost his balance and was about to explode, but he saw a scene that he could never imagine in his life. He was stunned as if he was cast into a fixed body spell.

The huge warships that covered the sky were all made of rare treasures, with many mysterious formations engraved on the surface, releasing a thrilling aura.

Flags with various patterns fluttered, representing various forces.

In addition, there were also cultivators flying on swords or riding mounts, all of whom did not hide their own cultivation and rushed here aggressively.

"The Tianwu Temple is here! You natives of Huangzhou, retreat quickly!"

"The Wuying Sect is here, get out of here if you know what's good for you!"

"The First Army of the Pingtian Dynasty will lead the way! Those who stand in my way will die!"

"This ancient secret realm belongs to my Huangji Sect! No one can take it!"

...

Angry shouts and roars resounded through the world like thunder.

The Jindan cultivators who are rarely seen in Huangzhou at ordinary times are now as numerous as cattle hair, and even Yuanying cultivators are emerging in an endless stream.

"Huh? There is actually a Huashen in this Huangzhou? "

An outside cultivator exclaimed.

After all, Ouyang Feng was too conspicuous. The other natives of Huangzhou were standing on the ground, but he was the only one standing in the sky, which looked very pretentious.

Swish, swish, swish~

In an instant, hundreds of huge divine consciousnesses gathered and locked onto Ouyang Feng!

Beads of sweat appeared on Ouyang Feng's forehead, and the hair on his body almost exploded.

"God Transformation! These are all God Transformations! ! "

He howled wildly in his heart, the blood in his body froze to the bone, and he felt that his worldview had collapsed.

After all, he had worked hard to break through to the God of Transformation, and was one of the most famous figures in the Barren State in the past 100,000 years.

Just when he was full of pride and invincible faith, this group of foreign cultivators who broke into the Barren State, there were hundreds of Gods of Transformation!

If it were anyone, their mentality would collapse!

At this time.

Ouyang Feng was so scared that his face turned pale. He trembled and bowed his hands, forcing a smile and said: "All, fellow Taoists, I am the ancestor of the Moving Mountain Sect, Ouyang Feng, you can just call me Xiaofeng..."

"Shameless old thing, still pretending to be young in front of us? Get out of here! You have no right to speak here!"

A legion commander from a certain immortal dynasty, wearing dragon scale armor and holding a halberd, scolded rudely.

Playful laughter rang out everywhere.

The cultivators of the other thirteen Dao states in the Eastern Region all looked at Ouyang Feng as if he were a clown.