The words of Zhenjun Xuanxuan obviously confirmed the fact that Master Zhaixing had fragments of the Gate of Creation. As soon as he said it, the audience was immediately in an uproar. Countless martial arts wills were stirring back and forth in the atmosphere, and everyone's discussion was reached.

Seeing the scene in front of him, a satisfactory curve appeared on the corner of the mouth of the Zhenjun Xuanxuan's mouth, and then said: "Don't be impatient. The Gate of Creation has the effect of suppressing one world, breaking the world, and crossing the other shore, but it also requires a lot of resources to cast.

At present, our Feixian Sect, Emperor Tianmen, and Changsheng Palace have decided to join forces to recast the Gate of Fortune, and will do whatever it takes to do.

But we are still unable to achieve our strength and need the support of our colleagues..."

Fang Xingjian's martial arts will continue to sweep across the body of the four true lords in the sky, but he never found the figure of Master Zhaixing. He had no intention of how the four true lords conquered each sect and how each sect resisted the tug-of-war. He just wanted to wait for Master Zhaixing to arrive now.

On the other hand, with the story of the True Lord Xuanxuan, several sects immediately stood up to express their support. These sects had obviously been subdued a long time ago.

But as they stood up, the other sects were still looking at each other and remained silent. Obviously, there were still a few who were willing to hand over the power of a faction like this.

Just when the Emperor Xuanxuan frowned secretly and wanted to use the next method, the president of the Iron Cavalry Association, a powerful man of the sixth level of the god level, stood up and said, "Mr. Xuanxuan, our sects have been passed down by our ancestors for hundreds or thousands of years. You can't just let them go out so casually."

"Yes, the Taoist tradition that my master asked me to pass on before he died cannot be hit on my hands."

"Our Wanhe Sect has been established for 3,000 years. If it is broken in my hands, I will have no shame to see my master even if I die."

With the Iron Cavalry Association's rise, many sects present started to yell. Obviously, they were unwilling to incorporate their sect into the hands of the Feixian Sect.

Someone even said loudly: "The door of creation is recast. We have money to contribute money and strength to contribute. Why do we have to be united in all the schools and incorporate them into your Feixian Sect?"

"Yes, your Feixian Sect is too domineering."

Hearing these conversations, Zhenjun Xuanxuan sneered, four qi mechanisms soared into the sky, and the invisible martial arts will spread out quickly, and it was about to cover the entire audience.

It was the four true lords of the Feixian Sect who relaxed their momentum and used their martial will to overwhelm everyone.

This attack, the pressure of the eighth level of the god level enveloped the entire audience. Almost nine percent of the sects present suddenly lost their voices, just like ducks with their necks pinched, being so stressed that they could not speak.

Faced with the power of the eighth level of the god level, most sects can't even straighten their waists.

But as the martial arts will spread, six powers rose into the air in the crowd, violently colliding with the martial arts will of the four people Xuanxuan Zhenjun in the void, stirring each other, and fighting the space was distorted and dim.

The ones who took action were Adam, Dante, Tang Xian, Huang Shan, Zhao Hao, and the Palace Master of Xuanxiao Palace, and another powerful man of the eighth level of the god level.

A total of ten god-level eighth levels took action at the same time, and the stimulating power collided back and forth over the venue, rubbing almost completely dispersed the sunlight within a radius of thousands of miles, turning into a dimness, as if the end of the world was coming.

Tang Xian sneered: "What? You have to do something if you don't succeed? That's how Feixian Sect does it?"

Behind the Xuanxuan True Lord, Dongxu True Lord stood up, squinted his eyes and said, "Tang Xian..." He looked at the back of Tang Xian, Zhao Hao and Huang Shan, who were also at the eighth level of the god level, and said coldly: "You are hiding it very deep enough."

The others were also surprised by the two god-level eighth-level powerhouses that suddenly appeared in the Zizai Palace.

Adam and Dante also looked at Tang Xian for a more time and said to themselves: "This Tang Xian is a heroic figure. At a young age, he not only has reached the eighth level of the god level, but also has two companions of the eighth level of the god level. Alas, why are the geniuses on this continent always emerging so many times? If this continues, when will our continent catch up with this side?"

But when he saw this scene, Elder Di on the other side suddenly jumped out and shouted angrily: "Tang Xian, why are you going crazy? If you want to die, don't pull Zizai Palace to accompany you to bury it."

"And you!" Elder Di glared at the other eighth level of the god-level who took action, and shouted like a mad dog released by his master: "Do you want to be enemies with my Feixian Sect? Have you forgotten what happened a few days ago?"

When everyone who heard what he said was a little excited, even with strong resistance in their eyes, all of whom looked shaking, remembering the scenes of Master Zhaixing taking action personally.

Dozens of sects were suppressed one by one, and more than ten masters of the eighth level of the god level were destroyed, and even a trace of their clones could not escape.

At this moment, the horror of Master Zhaixing once again enveloped everyone's hearts, and the courage and anger that had just been plucked up were instantly extinguished.

When Elder Di saw this scene, a hint of pride appeared in his eyes.

But at this moment, Tang Xian stood up without fear and shouted at the four true kings in the astonished eyes of everyone: "It is not impossible to ask us to surrender. Let Zhaixing bring out the fragments of the Gate of Creation for us to take a look, otherwise who knows whether you are making a fuss to make a fuss?"

Zhenjun Xuanxuan snorted coldly, and the evil spirit in his eyes became heavier. Tang Xian's attitude obviously annoyed him.

"I, Feixian Sect, are not a person who has no faith in words." said Xuanxuan Zhenjun: "Recasting the gate of fortune is a major plan for the whole world, not for one person and one family.

You all may have felt that in recent years, even the cultivation resources in the upper realm have become less and less, and our world has become less and less suitable for cultivation.

If we continue like this, we may end up dying after exhaustion of life in the future.

Only by recasting the door of nature and reaching the other side is the only solution.”

"Don't say that there are so many things that are not." Zhao Hao, who was standing behind Tang Xian, sarcastically said: "Who knows if you take this opportunity to fill your own pockets? What if you gather all the resources and recast the door of creation, but end up running away by yourself?

And what can you achieve the great way and reach the other shore directly? Who knows what it means, and who knows where the other shore is? Is it better than the upper realm?"

"presumptuous!"

The corners of the Zhenjun Dongxu's eyes twitched, and finally slapped out with a palm, turning into a tsunami formed by the martial arts will and hit Zhao Hao.
Chapter completed!