The Hedao realm where those who died in battle were buried and their tablets were enshrined.
In this way, every elder, disciple and even the successor of the Huntian Sect will know that they have sacrificed their lives and blood for the glory and survival of the Huntian Sect, and even paid the price of their lives.
He was born as a member of the Huntian Sect and died as a heroic soul enshrined by the Huntian Sect.
Led by the sect leader Tuoba Wuxiang, the elders and disciples paid homage one after another to remember their contribution.
Then, Huntian Sect began to arrange a celebration banquet.
This sudden attack by the three major forces caught the Huntian Sect by surprise. They were unable to ask for help from the Xiao family and were already prepared to fight to the death.
Never expected it.
In the end, only more than twenty Hedao realms were lost, but the three major forces lost hundreds of Hedao realms and dozens of quasi-sages, as well as one holy realm.
A comeback against the wind should be celebrated to make the disciples happy.
At the same time, it can also be regarded as a consolation for those in the Hedao realm who died in the battle.
In addition, it was also to welcome Chen Feng's return and entertain everyone who came with Chen Feng.
Those four are all evildoers of the Chen family.
It has to be said that this celebration banquet can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone.
After celebrating the victory, the disciples of the sect ate and drank to their heart's content and got drunk.
The main hall of Huntian Sect.
"Thank you for your strong support, which prevented our Huntian Sect from suffering greater losses." Tuoba Wuxiang picked up the wine cup and said to Chen Zuojue and others: "I will do it first as a courtesy."
With that said, Tuoba Wuxiang drank it all in one gulp.
Then he filled the glasses with wine and presented himself to Jinglei.
Pay respects one by one.
Xiahou Ba was also toasted.
When Tuoba Wuxiang wanted to respect Tunyue but didn't know what to call him, he looked at Chen Feng.
"Sect Master, he is my watchdog." Chen Feng said immediately.
"Forehead……"
Tuoba Wuxiang and a group of elders all showed astonishment.
Shi Zhan, who was eating and drinking in his human form, also had a shocked and dull look on his face, and even the hooves he had just stuffed into his mouth fell out.
Shi Zhan could feel a kind of oppression from Yan Yue's body.
That's blood pressure.
Although Tunyue belongs to the dog demon clan, but with superb bloodline, there will be an indirect oppression on the demon clan whose bloodline is not as good as his. If it is other dog demon clan, the pressure of bloodline will be stronger.
Shi Zhan was wondering whether the bloodline of this dog demon had returned to its ancestors.
It is equal to the supreme level of the human race.
He turned out to be... turned out to be Chen Feng's watchdog. Looking at Tun Yue's face, he didn't deny it at all, so it was true.
For a time, various gasping sounds sounded one after another.
The look in Chen Feng's eyes was full of shock.
Tunyue didn't have any special look on her face. Because she didn't dare, she could only secretly hate it in her heart.
His Highness, thinking that he is a member of the Heavenly Dog Clan, has awakened the Heavenly Dog bloodline. His status in the Heavenly Dog Clan is comparable to that of the clan leader. He has unlimited potential and a bright future. He comes from a place where he has great hope of competing for the chance to become an emperor and become the Demon Emperor.
Now he has become a human race's watchdog.
If it is a follower, it sounds better, but what is a watchdog?
The lowest level.
Even if he becomes the Demon Emperor in the future, it will still be a history of humiliation that is difficult to erase.
But what can be done?
There is no way, I can't beat him, unless I want to die. Death would be fine, but the problem is that after being beaten to death, he has to be skinned, split into pieces, roasted and stewed. What a miserable end.
Just think about the young master of the Thunder Eagle Tribe, Lei Zhe. After being beheaded, he was also eaten by the barbecue companion. Looking back now, let alone, the taste was pretty good.
"No matter what, they are the strong support of our Huntian Sect. As the leader of the sect, I should respect this glass of wine based on emotion and reason." Even though Tuoba Wuxiang was extremely shocked, but after a change of thought, he still smiled He said that he did not despise Yan Yue because of his status as a watchdog, and he could not despise him.
As the sect leader, he naturally has certain abilities.
This dog demon's energy is obviously astonishing. It is definitely not comparable to ordinary dog demons. It is even better than that of the golden lion.
This shows that this dog demon has an extraordinary origin.
The dog demon is Chen Feng's watchdog, not the watchdog of the Huntian Sect, nor the watchdog of his Tuoba Wuxiang.
Tuoba Wuxiang still understands this very clearly.
As for saying that he, the head of a dignified sect, toasted to a watchdog, Tuoba Wuxiang didn't care whether he would be laughed at or not if word spread about it.
Those who laugh at him will be laughed at by him.
Since Tuoba Wuxiang was toasting, Tunyue certainly didn't dare to put on airs and responded respectfully.
Normally, he would not even look at a person of Tuoba Wuxiang's level.
The Huntian Sect held a celebration banquet, but the three major forces were filled with misery.
In Tianyuan Holy Land.
When they learned that their respective forces had lost up to the Lily Dao realm, more than ten quasi-sages, and even a strong Saint-level warrior, the first Holy Master almost fainted and the second Holy Master spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
The Third Holy Lord's complexion turned blue to pale, and his dejected look made people think that he might not be able to survive.
In the entire hall, there was a cloud of sadness.
After a while, the First Holy Lord stumbled up and walked towards the depths of Tianyuan Holy Land.
Arriving at a secret room in the depths, the First Holy Lord immediately opened the door. A cloud of mist billowed in the secret room, emitting a scalp-numbing scream, just like the unwilling howls of countless dead souls. The strong smell of death permeated the air.
Hearing bursts of shrill wails that penetrated his ears, he felt the rich aura of death contained in them.
The First Holy Lord's complexion changed involuntarily, and an indescribable heart palpitation grew from deep in his heart, quickly spreading throughout his body like an electric current.
"Holy Master Lin, where are the live animals?"
A gloomy and cold voice came out from the mist with a strong aura of death, but it seemed to ring directly in the ears of the First Holy Lord, making his hair stand on end.
"Your Excellency, there are no live animals now." The First Holy Lord responded calmly.
"No, then what are you doing here?" The gloomy voice in the death mist was suddenly full of displeasure and ferocity. The mist surged, as if there was some terrible evil lurking, and it wanted to devour the first Holy Lord with its claws and fangs. .
The expression of the First Holy Lord changed drastically.
He personally delivered live animals. When those live animals entered here, their life essence was drained out and turned into decaying mummies.
Such a scene is extremely terrifying.
"Your Excellency, our three major forces jointly attacked Hun Tian Sect and failed. Hundreds of Hedao realms and dozens of quasi-sages perished." The First Holy Master said quickly, but he reserved the matter of the death of a holy realm. down.
The mist of death suddenly became silent.
"You... are such a bunch of trash." The ferocious and gloomy voice sounded again, full of annoyance.
Hundreds of Hedao realms, dozens of quasi-sages, and so many living animals. If they were given to me to devour, my cultivation and strength would definitely be significantly restored.
It's a pity that it was wasted like this.
"Your Excellency, the ten spiritual cannons you lent us have also been seized by the Huntian Sect." The First Holy Master added.
"What!"
The gloomy voice was full of anger and murderous intent.
Although ten psychic cannons are not very precious to him, they are his things and do not belong to this era.
"Trash... you are a bunch of complete trash!"
"Tell me what's going on."
The First Holy Lord was very angry when he was scolded, but considering the identity and origin of the other party, he still endured it and told a different story.
"Are you sure that Chen Feng... is from the Chen family in China?"
"Not bad." The First Holy Master responded immediately.
"The Chen family from China..." The gloomy voice was suddenly filled with unforgettable hatred: "The Chen family must die, no, capture him alive and use him as my living animal."
"Your Excellency, Chen Feng is so powerful that ordinary quasi-sages are no match for him. If you want to capture him alive, unless the holy realm takes action, Huntian Sect has two three-star quasi-emperors sitting in charge. It will be difficult to capture Chen Feng alive." A Holy Lord said that when he knew that Huntian Sect was very likely to have two three-star quasi-emperors sitting in charge, he was extremely shocked at the first moment.
"Two three-star quasi-emperors..." The gloomy voice fell silent.
He couldn't afford to offend such powerful people.
For a moment, the First Holy Lord didn't know what to say.
Naturally, he hated Chen Feng to the extreme, wishing to peel off his skin, cramps, bruises, and spread his ashes. After all, because of Chen Feng, the Huntian Sect began to rise, and because of Chen Feng, the Tianyuan Holy Land suffered losses again and again, each time more serious than the last.
Now even the carefully cultivated human king body has been killed.
The entire younger generation of Tianyuan Holy Land has nothing to show off as a monster.
When the great times come, what will you use to compete with other forces?
This... made him not hate it.
But what about hate?
Nothing could be done about Chen Feng.
Even if he takes action himself, he may not be Chen Feng's opponent. Think about it, how sad it is.
"In a while, when Huntian Sect recruits disciples once a year, if we can arrange for people to come in..." The First Holy Master suddenly said to himself while thinking about it.
"Go and arrange for a suitable candidate to be brought to see me." The gloomy voice sounded again.
"Your Excellency, are you..." The First Holy Lord couldn't help but ask after hearing this.
"You will know when you bring people here."
…
The Huntian Sect, or the major forces in the Eastern Wasteland, have maintained the rule of recruiting disciples once a year since ancient times.
This time, too.
The rules for recruiting disciples have never changed. Disciples with suitable cultivation levels from the Huntian Taoist Academy in various countries and cities are sent to the Huntian Holy Mountain. Then, the Huntian drum is beaten and defined by the Huntian drum. What is the potential of the new disciples?
It has been like this before, it is like this now, and it will be like this in the future.
However, Chen Feng did not participate. Instead, he held a sword and sat on a golden lion. He was accompanied by his follower Xia Houba and the watchdog Tun Yue. In addition, Chen Zuojue and other Chen family members also accompanied him and headed directly towards Juejian Palace.
Chen Feng once said that one day, he would personally set foot on the Juejian Palace to let them know that the Huntian Sect's Juejian Peak was the orthodox one.
And Juejian Palace is nothing but the work of a traitor.
Now...the time has come.
(departure)
