"Mogu Qiong, explain your purpose of coming."
Yifenna said coldly, her ethereal voice echoing throughout the Demon-Conquering Peak.
"Of course you are attending the Lingshan Conference. Why, if you, the Five Saints of the Five Peaks of the Ling Palace, challenge the heroes of the world, do you not include the heroes of my Demon Palace?"
Mogu Qiong smiled.
"Hmph, it's a joke. Those four little guys behind you want to fight in Lingshan. I'm afraid you will humiliate yourself."
Yi Fengna glanced at the four young men in black robes, and her eyes fell on one of them. Yi Fengna recognized that young man because he was the number one devil in the Demon Palace, Mo Yuan.
Mo Yuan has a pair of horns on his forehead, a thin figure, and a pair of slender palms exposed from the sleeves of his black robe. As the number one devil, it is rumored that this person is under forty years old, and one foot is about to enter the realm of spiritual master!
There are also five demons in the Demon Palace. This time three demons came, and the identity of the other one is unknown.
Min Hen, the new devil in the Demon Palace, became one of the five devils in the Demon Palace. Yi Fengna was not familiar with this new devil. After all, with her status, she would not pay special attention to the juniors.
But Tang Xingfeng's understanding of Min Hen can be said to be deeper than that of the people in the Demon Palace. Since the fusion of Netherfire Suanni, Min Hen's cultivation has improved rapidly. Tang Xingfeng has always regarded him as his number one enemy.
Another demon from the Demon Palace came, named Mo Tishan. He was tall and rough, and his cultivation should not be underestimated. He was at the peak of the eighth-level Lingzong. Compared with him, Ling Feixue and others were not at the same level.
As for She Yun, he is definitely not a devil. However, She Yun's mental power is extremely strong and his various soul skills are strange and unpredictable.
"Haha, Yifenna, since I'm here, there's no need to say more. Can we start the formation now?"
"snort!"
Yifenna waved her hand.
Then, the formation was opened, and the five men in black robes jumped in without worrying about whether they would come back or not.
Yifenna took a deep look at Mogu Qiong. They were both at the peak of the ninth level spiritual master, but fighting in Lingshan, Yifenna would definitely be better than Mogu Qiong.
But Mogu Qiong entered the Lingshan Formation so confidently, and must have brought some kind of powerful trump card to ensure that he could escape unscathed.
"Um?"
Mogu Qiong's expression did not change, but the four young people from the Demon Palace frowned visibly, because as soon as they entered the battle and stepped into the Demon-Conquering Peak, they felt that their own demonic energy was suppressed. It is estimated that the demonic energy can only be retained. Seventy percent.
Immediately, they all got used to the operation of the magic energy. Before coming, they already knew the result.
Yifenna snorted coldly and disappeared. Before leaving, she warned Mogu Qiong not to cause trouble at Demon-Fu Peak, otherwise she would be killed on the spot.
The spiritual palace and the demon palace have been fighting for many years, and it has long been a life-and-death situation.
Mogu Qiong and his group of five people walked forward. Wherever they passed, no one dared to make a sound, for fear that the demon would be torn into pieces in his anger.
"Huh? Old man Fu, are you not dead yet?"
When Mogu Qiong passed by the team of Mingpeng Sect, he stopped and said something to Elder Fu.
"You're not dead, of course I'm alive."
Fu Lao said casually.
Ordinary Spirit Master Realm experts would not dare to talk to Mogu Qiong like this.
"Jie Jie Jie, old man, are you tired of living?"
Behind Mogu Qiong, the tall Moti Shan opened his mouth. Mo Tishan's eyes fluctuated, and two black lights shot out at an extremely fast speed.
Ling Feixue, Jiang Hong and Luo Sheng were all shocked. That guy's eyes could actually launch such a terrifying attack, which was simply impossible to guard against.
Two black lights fell on Fu Lao's clothes without causing any disturbance. Fu Lao raised his hand and shook his clothes gently.
Tang Xingfeng was not calm either. The guy's attack just now seemed random, but its power was close to that of the Half-Step Spirit Master. It was just a casual attack.
Mo Tishan was slightly startled and took a deep look at Fu Lao to remember this old man. He often invited Spirit Master Realm elders to accompany him in the Demon Palace, but even those elders could not resolve his attacks like this.
"Tishan, don't be presumptuous, let's go."
Mogu Qiong left after saying this.
Fu Lao ignored him.
Before Mo Tishan turned around, he wiped the necks of Ling Feixue and others.
"What? Are you discouraged?"
asked Fu Lao.
Ling Feixue and others remained silent.
The gap is indeed huge. Ling Feixue originally thought that he was outstanding enough, but after truly experiencing the Lingshan Conference, he realized that he was nothing at all. Among all the young heroes who participated in the conference, he was barely in the second echelon.
As for Jiang Hong and Luo Sheng, they may not even be considered in the second echelon.
Tang Xingfeng didn't say much. He had just met his old enemy Min Hen. He obviously felt that Min Hen was very scary now.
Of course, it is far from being discouraged. He has even killed the Spirit Master!
Moreover, according to the rules of the Lingshan Conference, it was basically impossible for him to fight the people of the Demon Palace, because the rules were for the Five Holy Sons of Lingshan to challenge the young heroes of the world.
The people in the Demon Palace have their own Five Saint Sons of Lingshan to deal with them.
According to the rules of the Lingshan Conference, challengers only have one chance to challenge the Holy Son. If they win, they can continue to challenge another Holy Son. If they lose, they will be eliminated.
As time passed, more and more people came to Lingshan. There were millions of people. Some watched the battle and joined in the fun. The number of people who actually signed up to participate was close to one million.
In other words, the Five Holy Sons of Lingshan want to challenge one million young masters?
hiss!
Tang Xingfeng didn't expect so many people to participate. He thought it was only a few thousand or tens of thousands, but he didn't expect there were one million!
Are the Five Holy Sons of Lingshan really that terrifying?
Tang Xingfeng believed that he would never be able to fight against a million young masters alone. He would be exhausted even if he was tired, let alone monsters like Mo Yuan, Mo Ti Shan, and Min Hen.
However, this year, if the Demon Palace intervenes, the Five Saints of Lingshan will be under a lot of pressure, right?
Tang Xingfeng didn't think too much about it. This should be something that the Spiritual Palace should worry about. He himself had a clear goal, which was to get rewards from the conference.
Many older generations are extremely greedy for the rewards from each Lingshan Conference.
This year’s rewards haven’t been announced yet, but they’re definitely good stuff.
"Huh? It's Zhuo Biao and the others!"
Tang Xingfeng went out to greet him.
"Brother!"
"Brother!"
"hey-hey!"
Zhuo Biao, Gu Yu, Qin Kui, Wu Bao, and Yang Can are all here.
Tang Xingfeng was helpless, so they just came and brought Qi Muxian with them, thousands of miles away.
"Xian'er, why are you running around like this?"
Tang Xingfeng glared at Zhuo Biao, it must be his bad idea again.
"Brother Feng, don't blame Brother Zhuo. I came here myself. I told my aunt and she agreed to my coming."
Qi Muchian said obediently.
Now, Tang Xingfeng's mother has been moved out. What else can Tang Xingfeng say?
Tang Xingfeng took Qi Muxian and his brothers in to meet Mr. Fu.
Today is the day before the Lingshan Conference.
Night is coming, and tomorrow there will be a big battle.
Tang Xingfeng was a little embarrassed at this moment. Since the Lingshan Conference attracted more than seven million warriors, the accommodation in Lingshan was a bit tight.
After all, Zhuo Biao and the others were from Western Xinjiang, so they could only survive one night outside.
As for Qi Muxian, Zhuo Biao pulled him to Tang Xingfeng's room.
Zhuo Biao threatened: "Brother, you can't let your sister-in-law sleep outside, right?"
Tang Xingfeng was helpless.
