Chapter 150

It is said that they are greeting each other in the main arena, but the important place of the main arena is naturally not something that outsiders can easily set foot on.

Those who can come in must be strictly controlled.

A person like the sword emperor Yu Wenfeng is definitely not in this list.

Neither he himself nor the members of the Devil's Cult would make such a plan.

There really will be a day when either the two sides form an extremely close alliance and cooperate closely, or there will be a face-to-face decisive battle, and the foreign race will break through the main altar of the Demon Cult.

Therefore, after the Sword Emperor appeared on a mountain range to the northeast of Gushen Peak, this mountain range became the meeting place for the two sides.

Chen Luoyang was quite satisfied with this.

It takes time for his "Zhu Rong" to extract the ground fire and accumulate strength, and it cannot be done overnight.

So after preparing once, there is no need to guard the ancient god peak and squat in the pit for the time being, because squatting is useless.

It is impossible for him to tell the opponent after one move, please wait a moment, let me prepare another move.

Zhu Rong's Fentian Formation is still weak at the moment, and there is no geographical advantage at all in the battle at the Ancient God Peak.

If the ground fire erupts again, not to mention the total destruction of the main altar, Master Chen himself may also suffer.

It's hard to say if the Emperor of the Sword will have something to do when the time comes, Chen Luoyang, who is exhausted, probably has something to do.

At such a close distance, the Demon Cult did not move the Six Dragon Emperor's chariot.

The congregation carried a soft sedan chair to the peak where the two emperors met.

Chen Luoyang was sitting in the sedan chair, but his mind was thinking wildly.

Four years ago, the Sword Emperor fought against the Sword Emperor, and it ended in a draw, a situation where both sides suffered losses.

Not long ago, it was the Demon Emperor and the Sword Emperor once again launched a peak duel.

But now, the demon emperor himself is going to meet the sword emperor again.

The Three Emperors of Shenzhou, between two or two, can be considered to have encountered all of them once.

The previous two times, it is no exaggeration to say that each time caused a huge change in the land of Shenzhou.

After the battle between the Emperor of Swords and Emperor of Swords, they both rested and recuperated, and the eight real-form powerhouses under them took advantage of the situation to rise.

The result was a turmoil that lasted for nearly two years.

In the end, the pattern of "two emperors in the north and south, and emperors in all directions" became the later "three emperors and five emperors".

But this time the Sword Emperor retreated, after the battle between the Sword Emperor and the Demon Emperor, there was another turmoil in the world, almost sweeping across the vast land of China.

Under the Three Emperors, there were quite a few of the Five Emperors of China, and all of them participated in the war.

Although the war took less than a month to come to an end, both sides fought extremely fiercely.

Although the masters of the Devil's Cult were killed and injured a lot, the Righteous Path of China and China even wiped out their families in pieces.

The vitality of several major Class A forces was severely injured, and many leaders of the forces fell in this battle.

Two years later, Emperor Wu fell again.

The pattern of power in China may have to be reshuffled because of this.

And this turbulent situation may have just finished the first half.

As for where to go in the second half, maybe it will be decided by another meeting between the two emperors today.

"Sir, there is someone ahead." Lao Shou, who was following the sedan chair, said softly, "It looks like Bosar."

"Sirius" Bothar.

The patriarch of the foreign race, one of the twelve flying generals under the command of the sword emperor Yu Wenfeng, ranked second among the twelve flying generals, second only to the "Condor" Iksar, the leader of the flying generals.

The fourth-ranked "Wind Wolf" Loeb among the Twelve Flying Generals, the "Demon Wolf" Bakun who was the head of the Ten Steeds under Zuoxian Wang Xiuzhe, and the "Jue Lang" Ya, the leader of the Golden Sea Tribe, one of the eight tribes of the alien race. Mu'a, collectively known as the Four Great Wolf Kings Beyond the Great Wall.

Before, Wang Mofeng, the Third Elder of the Devil's Cult, once had a short fight with "Sirius" Bothar.

Neither side wanted to fight fiercely to win or lose, so they dispersed.

Did Bossar go south with the patriarch of the alien race, or did he come to the Southern Wilderness by himself, and then rushed to meet the patriarch of the alien race before walking together?

Chen Luoyang, who was in the sedan chair, thought about it.

Bossar greeted him at this time.

He is tall and looks to be about thirty years old. He is not wearing foreign costumes, but has changed into the popular clothes of the Nanhuang generation.

"I've met Master Chen, Bosar was ordered by the patriarch to come to greet him."

Chen Luoyang sat quietly in the soft sedan, not intending to speak.

On the side of the sedan chair, Lao Shou said: "The Sword Emperor and Your Excellency have come to the southern wilderness from afar. Naturally, this religion will do its best to be a landlord."

The implication is that you are in the Southern Wilderness, and every inch of land under your feet is owned by the Demon Cult. Where can you be the host and entertain guests?

Don't think about turning against customers.

It's the only choice.

When Bosar heard this, his expression remained the same: "The patriarch arranged the place to entertain Hierarch Chen, and the careful arrangement will definitely satisfy Hierarch Chen. It's okay if Hierarch Chen doesn't want to move, just ask Hierarch to wait patiently for a while. "

So saying, he took out a horn and blew it.

The sound is not loud, and it spreads out, causing people to worry about whether it can be transmitted far.

Lao Shou frowned and turned to look at the soft sedan.

Chen Luoyang's voice came from the sedan chair: "Interesting, but I'm not very patient. Yu Wenfeng should get well as soon as possible."

Bossar put down the horn, cupped his hands towards the soft sedan, and then stood quietly on the spot.

What he said was true.

Sure enough, after waiting for a while, a resonant eagle cry suddenly came from the distant sky.

Then I saw a small black dot appear, which quickly grew in size, and came to them in an instant.

When the other party really landed, it was discovered that it was an extremely huge giant eagle!

With its wings spread out, the width may not be measured in hundreds of meters.

The back of the eagle is wide, like a small open space.

Standing on it was a big man with a leather cloak and a wine pot hanging from his waist. He laughed loudly and said, "Chen Luoyang, how does my black feather compare to Li Yuanlong's Flame Dragon?"

Chen Luoyang stepped out of the sedan chair.

With a strong wind blowing in front of him, the giant eagle dragged the man down from the sky.

As the huge wings vibrated, a tornado was seen here.

In Chen Luoyang's pupils, a dark golden light flickered.

He has seen the portrait of the big man in front of him too many times in various classics.

The person who came was none other than himself and the Sword Emperor, who was one of the Three Emperors of Shenzhou, Yu Wenfeng, the patriarch of the foreign race.

Looking carefully, the other party is not very tall, but only of medium build.

His facial features were somewhat similar to that of Xiuzhe, the Zuoxian king of the alien race. His body was not as thin as Xiuzhe's, but it was not majestic either.

But it was such a body, but it made people feel that there seemed to be a creepy explosive force under the surface of the body.

The "black feather" mentioned in his mouth is presumably this giant alien eagle.

This giant eagle is not just big.

Chen Luoyang reckoned that it should be the most powerful spirit bird in Shenzhou Haotu.

Although not as good as a real dragon, it is worse than the Jiaolong pulling a cart for himself.

In front of this giant eagle, Jiaolong is probably like a big snake.

Its speed and endurance are believed to be excellent, even if it is carrying someone on its back, it will immediately break through the sky as soon as it flaps its wings.

This shit...

Chen Luoyang was a little speechless.

No wonder Bossar was so calm.

Dare to feel that they really have a place where they can serve as hosts and entertain guests.

And it's a place where the blocks move.

If he went up, the giant eagle spread its wings and disappeared in an instant, and it would be difficult for his subordinates to keep up.

"What you said is my Yanlong."

Chen Luoyang, who was muttering in his heart, said lightly on his face: "It's almost an adult, comparable to Li Yuanlong, Wang Jian and the others."

"Why don't you take it out to play with?" Sword Emperor Yu Wenfeng stood on the eagle's back and asked with a smile.

"As long as it's yours." Chen Luoyang said indifferently.

"Okay, let's go then." Yu Wenfeng tapped the giant eagle's back with his toe.

Chen Luoyang took a calm step and jumped onto the back of the giant eagle.

But at the same time, the gods and demons on him exerted their power.

The essence of the nine-armed demon Fei Chen's slough was consumed violently in the Nanyun Mountain battle before, and it was no longer enough to suppress the existence of the Emperor Wu level.

But it was barely enough to bully and bully this giant eagle.

Under the black light, nine demon gods appeared, and it was difficult for the suppressed giant eagle to fly.

But there was no intention of hurting the opponent, just letting the giant eagle land completely.

It landed on the southern wasteland.

Once on the ground, the power of suppression will weaken, but as long as the giant eagle wants to fly, the power of suppression will increase.

So this giant eagle, soaring thousands of miles, can only stay on the ground like this.

Sword Emperor Yu Wenfeng did not stop him.

He just looked at Chen Luoyang with some curiosity.

"There is a feeling of death and decay, as if someone's corpse has been fused into it." Yu Wenfeng asked: "Will the remains of the previous leader in your religion be smelted with this token?"

"It's just a coincidence." Chen Luoyang understated the topic, briefly mentioning it.

He looked at Yu Wenfeng on the back of the eagle: "What kind of wind is it that suddenly blows you to Nanhuang, because of Xiuzhe?"

Heidi Xiuzhe was seriously injured, but thanks to the help of "Wind Wolf" Loeb, one of the twelve flying generals under the patriarch's command, he escaped from the pursuit of the demon master.

But on the way back to Mobei, he was again besieged by some Central Plains Righteous Masters who stayed behind in the Central Plains.

In the end, although he managed to escape back to the alien territory, he suffered more injuries and was in a dire situation.

"It's his own fault that his skills are inferior to those of others, and the results he has achieved today."

When it comes to fellow brothers, Yu Wenfeng's tone is very natural.

Chen Luoyang could clearly grasp the four words from his expression.

Law of the jungle.

The Sword Emperor glanced at him: "I went south because I was moved by your wind."

Chen Luoyang looked at the other party quietly and smiled lightly.

There was also a smile on the face of Yu Wenfeng, the emperor of the sword: "Sure enough, you understand what I mean."

With one hand on his waist, he looked west.

"Just after leaving the customs, I heard that you fought against Tao Wangji. After the war, Tao Wangji never showed up, but you still have the energy to go all the way east and fight back." Yu Wenfeng looked back at Chen Luoyang: "You are better than Tao Wangji. powerful."

"I was worried that your injury was still unhealed. When I got to the south and heard more about you, I decided to come and meet you for a while."

Chen Luoyang stood with his hands behind his back, as if nothing had happened, neither proud nor happy.

As if everything is taken for granted.

The so-called "more things" are mostly because he quelled the outbreak of the earth fire and the battle of Nanyun Mountain.

Chen Luoyang would be very happy to hear these glorious deeds from others.

But from the mouth of the sword emperor, it doesn't feel right no matter how you listen.

This guy really didn't focus on the defeated Shenzhou Zhongtu Zhengdao coalition forces, but instead focused on him, Chen Luoyang.

At this moment, Master Chen's heart was completely beeping.

On the face, he remained calm, turning his head to look at the alien patriarch next to him.

There was a hint of approval on his face, and he nodded slowly: "Sure enough, compared to Tao Wangji, you are a better opponent."