At the mountain gate.

The Martial God Power had a little shock in his expression. He never expected that Emperor Yonglie, who became famous tens of thousands of years ago, would take the initiative to come to the Divine Sword Sect to find the opportunity for Cheng Zun!!

Good guy!

The foundation of the Divine Sword Sect is definitely not as simple as it appears, even beyond his imagination.

You know, this is Cheng Zun’s opportunity!

The emperor's realm is the realm of honor.

Between this world, there are countless ancient emperors and newly promoted imperial powerhouses. They are completely helpless when looking for opportunities to become emperors. In the end, they either die or use great magical means or secret techniques to delay the loss of their own vitality and qi and blood.

Now, there is an opportunity to become a master in the Divine Sword Sect!

Originally, one of the powerful people in the imperial realm could only appear in tens of thousands of years. Each one had absolute majesty and was a taboo-like existence in the minds of countless warriors.

Although the martial arts power is a new state of supremacy and can be said to be at a certain level, the hardships in it are simply not worthy of being told by outsiders, and can be said to be a life-and-death life!

But when it comes to the Divine Sword Sect, it becomes so simple?!

How could he not be shocked?

"What kind of terrifying existence is the leader of the Divine Sword Sect? He actually gave up such a supreme opportunity in the sect?" Wu Shentong murmured, unable to calm down in his heart for a long time.

"No, I probably guessed wrong. I thought the Divine Sword Sect too much. Emperor Yonglie came to the Divine Sword Sect this time just to find some kind of elixir that can delay the exhaustion of qi and blood, not to find the opportunity to become a master."

"Otherwise, the foundation of the Divine Sword Sect would be too horrifying!"

Wu Shentong shook his head slightly and forced the crazy thoughts in his mind just now.

There is no way, it is because Cheng Zun’s opportunity is too fantastic. In his understanding, no sect has such a terrifying foundation.

There is no Zhujian Pavilion, and there is no Jingcheng!

At this time, Wu Shentong and Emperor Yonglie were waiting for the appearance of the Sect Master of the Divine Sword Sect.

Suddenly,

A breath of extreme majestic, domineering and self-righteousness began to spread rapidly across the world.

The entire sky was filled with colorless light, and the nine-color auspicious aura, which even lowered the supreme Taoist rhyme and the aura of the laws of heaven and earth, which was extremely magical.

It seems that this world is welcoming the peerless figures who are about to be born.

Along with the void, a man in white with a tall figure, handsome face, majestic and domineering appearance directly in the vision of Wu Shentong and Emperor Yonglie.

Just standing there, the man crushed the surrounding space to collapse and annihilate, and a terrifying wave in the distance caused.

It seems that this space cannot bear his majesty at all!

"I am the leader of the Divine Sword Sect." Lin Feng looked overwhelmed with his eyes, looked at the martial spirit and bronze ancient coffin opposite him, and said lightly.

When he heard this, Wu Shentong was shocked, "What? This person is the legendary leader of the Divine Sword Sect? But why are he so young?"

In the original imagination of Martial God Power, the leader of the Divine Sword Sect should be an old monster who has lived for many years.

But no one knew that the other party showed that both qi, blood and roots and bones were shown, and the other party was definitely not over twenty years old!

He could clearly sense how domineering and terrifying the aura emitted by the young Divine Sword Sect.

Under the majesty of this arrogant aura, even though he was a super strong man in the supreme realm, he still felt his scalp numb and his heart trembled, as if a great god of chaos was standing in front of him, looking down at him from a high point, making him dare not look at him.

After instinctively looking away, he suddenly felt a stinging pain in his eyes.

Suddenly, he was shocked: What kind of monster is this?

at the same time,

In the bronze ancient coffin, the dead-wood-like face of Emperor Yonglie appeared for the first time in tens of thousands of years.

“Yes~o(*￣▽￣*)o?”

"Why is there a wisp of divine phoenix pressure on the head of the Divine Sword Sect and several extremely terrifying innate laws that are showing?"

"And there is also the sacred aura of the Great Sun Golden Crow, or even a ray of chaos?"

Emperor Yonglie said in horror, and could not stop his dry skin from pulling it twice.

He could clearly sense how terrifying and domineering the aura of the sect leader of the Divine Sword Sect was!

It is no exaggeration to say that even if he recovered his strength or even entered the realm of supremacy, his martial magic power would not dare to challenge this breath at all.

At this moment, five streams of light flew out from the Divine Sword Sect, wrapped in an unparalleled and extremely powerful aura, cutting through the void and descending beside Lin Feng.

"Greetings to the Sect Master!" Xuanyuan Qingtian, Dugu Qingming, Nangong Mutian, Fire King Lin, and Hu Xian bowed together.

At the same time, the five people released a powerful and terrifying aura at the same time, and their eyes directly locked in the martial arts power and the bronze ancient coffin, with indifference in their eyes.

Nowadays, there are many strong people in the Divine Sword Sect.

The strongest among the elders: Nangong Mutian, Xuanyuan Qingtian, one is suspected to be a monarch level, and the other is an ancient Xuan Emperor level!

The strongest disciple: Dugu Qingming, a true monarch-level super strong man!

The strongest ones among the divine beasts: Hu Xian and Fire King Lin, both of them are at the level of the Ancient Xuan Emperor, and their true combat power can be slaughtered!

The lineup is so powerful that it is invincible!

If the martial arts powers of Zhuanjian Pavilion and the existence of the bronze ancient coffin dared to offend the majesty of the sect leader, they would definitely suppress them without hesitation!

Oh my God?

What did they see?

A super strong man at the monarch level?!

Two!!

Under the influence of the Qiankun Divine Tree, Nangong Mutian has entered the monarch realm!

And they are eyeing them?

Would you like this outrageous?

That’s right, they are indeed the ancient emperor and the powerful people in the supreme realm, but in front of the super strong people at the monarch level, they are completely trash. No, they can only be said to be ants!

The monarch-level peak powerhouse can kill them in seconds with just one thought!!

"Sect Master, Sect Master, don't get it wrong, don't get it wrong!"

"I am the master of the Jingcheng Jiange Pavilion. I came here specifically to resolve the previous grudges."

"There is absolutely no intention of being disrespectful to the sect leader."

Wu Shentong felt his scalp numb and he didn't even bother to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, so he hurriedly spoke carefully, with awe and deep fear in his expression.

He doesn't want to be in danger of his life!

While speaking, in order to show his sincerity, Wu Shentong waved his sleeves and showed dozens of warships behind him one by one.

Each battleship is filled with brilliant light and mysterious aura. There is no doubt that it is loaded with many rare treasures.

"These are some gifts I have brought. I am not respectful if I am very careful. Please don't dislike the sect leader."

Where can I have the majesty of the master of Zhujian Pavilion at this moment?
Chapter completed!