Three days later, the Yin-Yang Demon Cult Conference Hall.

The dark blue stone walls are carved with all kinds of strange monsters and monsters. Thousands of dark blue eternal lights are arranged, standing silently with soft halos illuminating the hall with less bright light.

On the hundreds of feet long chairperson table, the Southern Region’s Magic Way gathered, all of whom were sitting upright on the bench. Today is the time of the Blood Sorrow Group Conference. The atmosphere in the audience was extremely cold, and the feeling of depression that was about to come enveloped everyone’s heart.

Although the Southern Region’s Demonic Dao has been aggravated for a long time, there has been a clear consensus on transcending the Wufeng Continent and temporarily putting down the hatred of the past. Seeing that the Lord of the Emperor Ji Sword and Lord of the Galan Sword have already become Bintian, they are also ready to move.

Ju Bingyu, who was in the Tengshe Society on the seat, couldn't help but gather his legs, and his face turned red. Although the matter of striking the Lord of Senluo Sword was important, what she cared more about at this moment was the magical moves of the Lord of Blood Forgetting, which made her unable to stop. She had tried several times during this period, but she was far from reaching that effect. The Lord of Blood Forgetting made people reach the peak in an instant. This was not enough. One wave had not yet settled, and one wave had risen again and again. It was really a ecstasy and ecstasy.

Duan Yinghao from the Xiejun Mansion discovered Ju Bingyu's spring-like expression and coughed twice awkwardly. There were so many people here, but I don't know how Ju Bingyu was embarrassed.

After Ju Bingyu noticed it, he calmly tidied up his clothes and returned to his normal color.

On the huge long table, everyone was waiting for the arrival of the Blood-Boral Pavilion Master, thinking about the major event of striking against the Sengluo Sword Master. Time passed by little by little, and the atmosphere became more and more silent. However, the people in the field were not anxious at all, but they were very calm. While they were expecting it, they also had a little resistance. After all, the attack on the Sengluo Sword Master was an unprecedented innovation in the Wufeng Continent, but the lord of a sect was not sure.

Zhuge Ran glanced at the people at the meeting, his mood began to fluctuate, the overall strength of the Southern Region... It is really worrying. If the person present is the highest cultivation level, it is only the early stage of the Void Refining. Most of them are at the peak of the God Transformation. Can these people succeed?

The answer is certain, it cannot be achieved. These people's qualifications can only be used as cannon fodder, and support for a little time for a while. If so, the value would be too small and it cannot be used to fight against the Son Luo Sword Master. They can only use it to restrain the Hawks under the Sword Master.

Zhuge Luan frowned. It was not that he underestimated these people too much, but that's the fact that he himself is a powerful man in the Great Perfection of the Combination Realm. He is already a half-step Mahayana. He is not at a disadvantage against the ancestor of Xuanyin Temple, one of the five major sects. He has been to Zhongzhou and has seen a bigger world. Although these people's strength is already considered strong, they can be free and happy in Zhongzhou, but it is difficult to face the Master of Senluo Sword...

Zhuge Ran had turned his attention to other places, and could only rely on that person, the stranger he attracted, and himself, as the biggest bargaining chip in this battle. Based on Liang Chenyue's reaction to the bloody abuse Pavilion Master at that time, Zhuge Ran deduced that Li Bumian was one of the strangers and the most powerful group, so Zhuge Ran focused his energy on this so-called bloody abuse group.

Discovering Zhuge Luan with a dazed expression, the Yin-Yang Sect Master stepped forward and whispered to him: "Elder, the people from Xuanyin Temple are here."

Zhuge Lun frowned. Because of the secret news of Wufeng Continent, he had a celebration with Xuanyin Palace. However, now, this secret is no longer a secret news. Everyone knows that the conflict of interest between him and Xuanyin Palace has disappeared, but the resentment left in the past is still there.

Zhuge Ran thought about it and said, "Have they mentioned anything?"

The Yin-Yang Sect Master replied: "They said they were just to meet the blood-torn Pavilion Master and discuss the alliance."

Zhuge Ran pondered for a moment. Although the strength of one of the five major sects could not add an absolute advantage, it could also make the situation of the alliance a little better.

"Please come in."

Zhuge Luan said in a deep voice.

The Yin-Yang Master nodded and immediately implemented Zhuge Luan's order.

From time to time, the head of Xuanyin Palace would walk into the conference hall with a few personal guards. His dry eyes were extremely yin, as if he was looking through the pupils of the underworld, and he was a little terrible.

The demonic and righteous forces present all looked back, looking at the visitors from Xuanyin Palace, sighing at the reputation of the blood-torming Pavilion Master, and even the people from the five major sects were invited to come.

The people in the Southern Region, the righteous path and the others were worried. The Master of Senluo Sword ordered the five major sects to clear the people at the Taiqing Temple birthday party that day. The five major sects have not taken action so far. Their choice is related to the situation in the Southern Region. Whether to resist the Master of Senluo Sword together, make a big noise, or be limited to the internal struggle of the Southern Region, and to temporarily ensure safety with the righteous path, all of which are within the thoughts of the Five Major sects.

The head of Xuanyin Palace looked at the empty space directly above the chairperson's table, and his lips twitched slightly. The bloody tyrant Pavilion Master, as the chief, had not been present yet. He had to put on airs in such a serious matter, which made people angry.

There are not much right to speak for the many demons and righteous paths present, but the words of the five major sects are still extremely important.

"Bloody abuse Pavilion Master, haven't you come yet?"

The head of Xuanyin Palace was filled with anger. Although he said this, he still sat honestly on the chair beside the table, waiting for Li Bumian's arrival.

Everyone in the hall looked at the expression of the head of Xuanyin Palace, as if they wanted to see what he was about.

After a while, half of the incense on the table had been burned, turning into ashes and scattered in the incense burner. They had been waiting for an hour. The Blood-torming Pavilion Master had not yet moved. Everyone present was a monk with a very good heart. If they didn't care about this time, the Southern Region's deadline had arrived and there were less than five days left. The Master of Senluo Sword was going to ask about the rumor clearance. How could this make people not anxious?

Xiao Xuan was not in the mood to play with the Yo-Yo at this time, and whispered to Ye Hao in the corner of the hall, and sent a message to the secret to discuss.

"Did you see that person over there?"

"You mean the one with an ordinary look?"

"It's not that, the one next to it, how do you say that? The cheeks are cut with a knife, very three-dimensional. They are wearing a black robe and tall body. They are a bit handsome when they are paired with the beautiful cheeks with a gentle smile."

"Ha, where did you learn it from?"

"Don't worry about that, that man has weirdness."

Although Xiao Xuan and Ye Hao didn't see each other, they both thought that the other was stupid, but strangely, the people they trust most in Wufeng Continent were the other.

"What's weird?"

"Look at his wrist."

Ye Hao's eyes condensed and he looked at the man's wrist.

"Fuck! Spider silk launcher?spider          man, Peter Pan?"

"You idiot, Peter Pan is Peter Pan, Spider-Man is Peter Parker!"

The two of them quietly observed in the distance and found that there were some out of place in the hall, people with nuclear reactors on their chests, people wearing strange tights, and people with big backs. This was just revealed, and there were more hidden things.

This conference is mixed with good and bad people. The strongest person is not necessarily the sect’s sect’s affairs, but the tough characters hidden in the shadows.
Chapter completed!