Chapter 417 The Gathering of Geniuses

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sound of the air breaking broke out and figures appeared outside the altars.

The ancient battlefield of dongming, southeast, northwest four directions, each direction, corresponding to an altar.

All the geniuses in eastern Tianxuan domain were in these four directions.

Lu Ming was in the east.

At the altar in the eastern region, shadows flickered and youths with strong breath appeared.

A few hours later, more than 3,000 people gathered, and the number was still rising.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The two Sword light came in haste and appeared outside the altar. The Sword light dispersed, revealing two figures, Jian Fengyun and Xiao Haoyu.

Their breath was strong, much stronger than it was two months ago.

"Brother jian!"

As soon as Jian Fengyun appeared, someone in the crowd flew over to greet him.

"Brother jiang!"

Jian Fengyun smiled.

This person was Jiang Hongwen, who ranked third on the Emperor yun list.

In addition, there were some acquaintances on the Emperor yun list, such as su Yingying, who was ranked 13.

Liu Xiaofeng and others ranked 35.

When they first came to The ancient battlefield of dongming, not everyone gathered together.

A large number of people gathered together, but there were still some people who were scattered far away after being transported in.

This was the case with Jiang Hongwen and the others.

Jian Fengyun nodded in greeting.

More and more people, and soon, more than five thousand people.

"Look, that's a genius from the super region, fengyun bay!"

"And the genius of white feather city is here. It's also a super region!"

People were screaming all around.

Because the geniuses of those high and mighty super regions appeared one by one.

"Look, what is that? A cloud of blood?"

Suddenly, someone pointed at the distance and shouted.

In the distance, a blood-red cloud came to this side. As it approached, the cloud dispersed, revealing more than a hundred figures inside.

The leader was Zangsheng, the young man in blood who buried long yuan.

The others were the more than 100 young masters who buried long yuan.

"Hehe! A bunch of spicy chickens!"

Zangsheng looked at the geniuses in the super regions and smiled scornfully.

His voice did not stop at all and spread far away.

"What did you say? You want to die!"

In fengyun bay area, a genius roared, his killing machine flashed, and his body moved, just like Zangsheng pouncing on him.

His breath was as thick as a mountain, and he was a genius master who reached the early stage of the Martial Sect's eightfold.

Whew!

At this moment, the burial was vivid, and the figure flashed away like a wisp of mirage. The next moment, a shrill cry came out.

Everyone was shocked to see that Zangsheng's hand was grabbing the head of the young man in fengyun bay, and he had dug five holes in his head.

The body of the young man in fengyun bay squirmed rapidly. After a few breaths, he turned into a dried corpse. The essence of blood and qi in his whole body disappeared.

Hiss...

The crowd looked at Zangsheng in shock.

This was a genius from the early eighth stage of the Martial Sect, and most of it was a genius from the third world war. But in Zangsheng's hands, he was as weak as a chicken and had no resistance at all.

How strong is Zangsheng?

Boom! Boom!

A powerful aura erupted in the fengyun bay area. Hundreds of youths stared at Zangsheng with gloomy eyes.

One of them, in particular, had an exceptionally strong and terrifying aura.

He stepped out in a windy robe and stared at Zangsheng unkindly, "Friend, isn't that too much?"

"He is the wind god sect, the strongest in the fengyun bay area!"

Someone recognized the young man.

"Too much? A spicy chicken. Did I say he was wrong? He still wanted to attack me. He wanted to kill himself. Why? You wanted to do it too. I don't mind sending you on the road with him!"

Zangsheng smiled contemptuously and licked his lips. His eyes were cold and greedy as he looked at the wind god sect.

Rampant, the rampant naked fruit, even in the face of the strongest person in a super region, still rampant.

The wind god sect frowned.

For some reason, when the buried boy stared at him, the wind god sect felt chills all over his body, and his hair stood on his back, as if he had been stared at by a venomous snake.

"Where are you from?"

The wind god sect asked.

"Hehe, you want to know? It's okay to tell you that we are from the dragon burial pit!"

Zangsheng sneered.

"Bury the dragon abyss?"

Feng shen sect's eyes flashed, and he was a little surprised. Then he said, "Okay, I'll take note of this account!"

The wind god sect retreated and the onlookers were in an uproar.

Obviously, the wind god sect did not make a move, which was a retreat.

Isn't the dragon burial pit an ordinary large area? How could there be such a terrifying genius? Could it make the wind god sect retreat?

Everyone looked at Zangsheng curiously.

"Hehe!"

Zangsheng smiled scornfully.

At this time, more and more people, more than 10,000 people.

Blah!

In the sky, a flash of thunder and a figure appeared.

"Qiu Changkong!"

The people in the Emperor yun mountains all cried out when they saw Qiu Changkong.

As soon as Qiu Changkong appeared, he looked around. The next moment, he saw Jian Fengyun and the others.

Stepping out, he came to Jian Fengyun and the others. He glanced at them and said coldly, "Where's Lu Ming? Why isn't he here? Is he dead? Who knows about him?"

His tone was direct and domineering, full of command, not as if he was asking questions, but as if he was ordering Jian Fengyun and others to say it.

Jian Fengyun, Jiang Hongwen and the others frowned.

They were all geniuses, and Qiu Changkong's tone naturally made them unhappy.

"Of course, elder brother Lu is not going to die. Most of them are on their way here!"

Jian Fengyun said.

"Elder brother Lu? That's quite intimate. It looks like you guys are with Lu Ming these days. Tell him where Lu Ming is. Send him a message and tell him to roll over and die!"

Qiu Changkong ordered.

"Qiu Changkong, watch your attitude. Even if I know, why should I tell you?"

Jian Fengyun's voice cooled.

"What? Are you upset? Haha, Jian Fengyun, do you think you're the first genius on the Emperor yun list? I tell you, in front of me, you're a hot chicken. Now, kneel down!"

Qiu Changkong was so arrogant that he slapped Jian Fengyun.

Clang!

The sound of the sword rang, and Jian Fengyun's long sword came out of its sheath.

In the early stage of the eighth Martial Sect, it was obvious that during this period, Jian Fengyun had also made a breakthrough, reaching the early stage of the eighth Martial Sect.

"Qiu Changkong, you may have an adventure and made great progress in your cultivation, but you are too arrogant. Let me see how much progress you have made!"

Jian Fengyun said in a deep voice.

Clang!

The next moment, an incomparably sharp sword energy, towards Qiu Changkong and violently slashed away.

"Despicable? To you, why should there be someone in your eyes?"

Qiu Changkong sneered, suddenly pointing like a sword, and a flash of lightning flashed out of the sword.

Poof!

With a crisp sound, Jian Fengyun's sword breath was shattered, and Qiu Changkong's thunder sword breath was incessant, piercing Jian Fengyun's throat.

It was so fast that it was beyond human reaction.

Jian Fengyun wanted to avoid it, but it was too late.

(The end of this chapter)