That boy Jiuyang, such a light and light name, almost fell from the Dharma boat with a bearded Jindan real person...〗w0. It seems that he needs to teach his two disciples well.

"Dangdangdang"

The crisp bell rings in the void, and in just a moment, the bell rings nine times one after another.

The bell rings nine times, and the powerful enemy invades!

Although the bells of Xuanhuo Gate ring every day, the nine rings have not appeared for hundreds of years. So some people even think they have heard the nine rings of the bells wrongly.

After all, the Xuanhuo Gate is now the most powerful time in many years. There is a great saint who has reached the realm of channeling the sky, and there are even thousands of immortals coming to pay tribute. How could foreign enemies invade?

The disciples in various mountains and valleys felt that someone must have ringed the wrong bell when they heard the bell. They must have ringed the bell to welcome the guests a few more times.

It seems that the brother who is responsible for ringing the bell will be in trouble this time. Even if the ancestor who is in charge of the corpse is compassionate, he will give a considerable punishment to ring the wrong bell on this important day.

Should I go to the Ice and Fire Cave to sit in the Ice and Fire Cave for twenty years, or go to the Black Wind Inlet to collect Black Wind Yin Fire?

After gloating, the disciples of Xuanhuo Sect began to work on their own. After all, such things had nothing to do with them.

But half a quarter of an hour later, nine more urgent bells rang, and everyone realized that this must have been an invasion of a powerful enemy!

Who? Who has such courage to invade Xuanhuo Gate before the celebration of the Nine Yang Great Sage becoming the Great Sage. Wouldn't he be afraid of death?

Among all kinds of thoughts, the disciples of Xuanhuo Sect flew out from all directions, flying swords, magic boats, and spiritual treasures illuminated the sky with a fiery red color.

But when they arrived at the direction where the bell rang, it was empty, with only a few disciples who had just reached the foundation building.

"My uncles, masters, powerful enemies have entered the inner nine peaks!" A foundation-building monk with obvious panic in his eyes shouted loudly.

The inner nine peaks are the key to Xuanhuo Gate. Not only are the ancestors’ halls, but also the Sutra Pavilion and other things in the inner nine peaks, Nine Yang Zhenjun and others, but also in the inner nine peaks.

"What a panic? The Master Jiuyang and Master Xuanyang are there in the inner Jiufeng. That person is just looking for death if he goes."

An old ancestor in the middle stage of Nascent Soul snorted coldly: "Look at how you guys look, don't you just have to do your own things!"

As soon as he said this, the panicked monks calmed down, and some even compliments: "Master Ruyan is right. If that person dares to break into our mountain gate, he will be seeking death!"

"Let's go, we'll do our own thing. The Sanhuaxian wine I have not yet been brewed. If it's delayed, it won't be able to catch up with the celebration."

"Yes, I have a lot of work. If I can't worship the red dragon fruits on my side during the ceremony, Elder Wang might have peeled my skin!"

Amid the messy voices, many disciples turned around and were about to leave. But at this moment, someone in the void shouted: "Fang Ling, you are rushing through our Xuanhuo Sect like this. Do you think no one in this world can cure you?"

The voice of the speaker was like a bell, extremely majestic. But as the sound rang out, many people who were about to leave were stunned.

Fang Ling, this name is not unfamiliar to them, it is this person who has made them breathless over the years.

Although most people are not familiar with the voice of this speech, the extremely majestic questioning made them involuntarily feel like they want to worship.

This person who speaks must be the ancestor of our Xuanhuo Sect, or even the Great Saint of Nine Yang.

"It's Fang Ling who broke through the mountain. The Great Sage of Nine Yang wants to deal with Fang Ling with his own hands!" a disciple shouted in surprise.

His voice was not high, but it woke all the Xuanhuo Sect disciples. Someone continued to shout: "Fang Ling is so bold that he dared to break into our Xuanhuo Sect. Dear fellow disciples, let's go and have a look!"

"Yes, let's go and see how Fang Ling's demon was buried in the hands of the Great Sage of Nine Yang!"

Amid all kinds of shouts, the red clouds in the sky rushed towards the inner nine peaks. A Yuanying ancestor was about to speak to stop him, but a Yuanying ancestor next to him had already said in a deep voice: "Junior brother, let them go!"

"Yes, let these disciples see how our Nine Yang Great Sage suppressed Fang Ling. For them, this may also be the biggest event in their lives!"

The words of this Nascent Soul Ancestor were unanimously agreed by other Nascent Soul Ancestors, who also controlled the magic weapon and flew towards the inner nine peaks.

For them, this kind of thing is also the biggest event I have ever seen in my life.

Almost in an instant, the inner Jiufeng was already full of monks from Xuanhuo Sect, and their eyes were all looking at the Ancestor Hall.

At the door of the Ancestor Hall, there were two people standing, one was the familiar True Lord Xuanyang, and the other was unfamiliar, but judging from the performance of True Lord Xuanyang being with him, this person is naturally the pride of their Xuanhuo Gate, the Great Sage of Nine Yang.

Standing opposite the Great Sage of Nine Yang was a young man, a young man wearing an ordinary blue Taoist robe.

Could this person be Fang Ling? Fang Ling, who has suppressed their Xuanhuo Sect for so many years, and Fang Ling, who is known as the Dragon's offering of books and the purple air rushes three thousand feet!

The Five Great Sages who are so thunderous!

"You are the Fang Ling who steals the position of the Great Sage?" The Great Sage of Nine Yang waved at the True Lord Xuanyang, stopped the words Xuanyang was about to say, and said coldly: "There is no passage to illuminate the sky and steals the throne. Do you know your guilt?"

I don’t know what methods did the Nine Yang Great Sage use later. Do you know your sins? This makes the world feel trembling.

There were also some disciples with insufficient cultivation, and the moment they heard this sound, they felt a breath like abyss and prison, and they directly covered themselves. Although they knew that this was not their own, they still couldn't help but feel trembling in their hearts.

Fang Ling looked calm, and he looked at the Great Sage of Nine Yang and said lightly: "I have been called the Great Sage of the Five Mountains for at least ten years. You are going to ask for guilt, why didn't you come to me earlier? Don't you dare?"

"Fang Ling, don't talk nonsense! My Senior Brother Jiuyang has been in seclusion for more than 20 years. He broke through the realm of tunnel Zhaotian a few days ago and has just left the seclusion."

The True Lord Xuanyang said righteously: "This time you came just right. I immediately handed over the dragon pattern golden book and the dragon soul, and then in front of my fellow practitioners in the world, please be exempted from the title of Great Sage. My Senior Brother Jiuyang should be compassionate to avoid you from the guilt of stealing the position of Great Sage!"

Hand over the dragon pattern golden book, hand over the dragon soul Long Heng! Fang Ling looked at the appearance of Zhenjun Xuanyang, and a sneer appeared on his face.

He said lightly: "According to your words, does that Long Heng should belong to your Xuanhuo Sect?"

What happened to Long Heng? Xuanyang Zhenjun knew very well that Fang Ling was suppressing him, so he surrendered to Fang Ling.

However, as Long Heng, as the Long Heng of Changhe, one person can compare with two or three True Lords level existences, which makes Xuanyang True Lord jealous.

Now, if he doesn't take this opportunity to take Long Heng back to their Xuanhuo Sect, he feels sorry for himself.

"Naturally, since ancient times, the dragon patterned golden book and the dragon soul of the long river should belong to the Great Saint. Do you think so?"

As the True Lord Xuanyang spoke, his eyes looked at the True Lord Wu Poison who was standing on his side. Although True Lord Wu Poison was unwilling to stretch his head at this time, he came to Xuanhuo Gate this time to please Xuanhuo Gate.

At this time, although he was unwilling to offend Fang Ling, he was even more unwilling to offend the True Lord Xuanyang and the Great Sage of Nine Yang.

Therefore, after hesitating for a moment, the Five Poisons True Lord nodded and said, "What Brother Xuanyang said is reasonable, Brother Fang, now and today the following fellow Taoists gather here to celebrate the Nine Yang Great Sage Channel and become the sixth Great Sage in my business area."

"In my opinion, you should follow the will of heaven and worship this dragon pattern golden book and the dragon soul of the long river, which can be regarded as a good story."

"Are you sure this is going to leave a good story?" Fang Ling looked at the Five Poison True Lord with a smile and asked back with a smile.

The Five Poisons True Lord gritted his teeth, nodded heavily and said, "Not bad."

"Actually, I came here this time to leave a good story. But my good story is not the version of the good story you said by Brother Wu Poison, that's it!"

Fang Ling had a faint smile on his face. This smile made many monks from Xuanhuo Sect feel a warmth like spring breeze.

Fang Ling wanted to surrender to our Xuanhuo Sect. This was almost everyone's thought. Someone even said to his companions beside him: "Look, strength is the most important thing. What is the Great Sage of the Five Mountains? He will eventually surrender to our Master Jiuyang."

The Nine Yang Great Saint raised his head and looked at the sky, ignoring Fang Ling at all. When Fang Ling came just now, he had already checked Fang Ling with his spiritual sense.

Even if the True Lord in the late stage of the Nascent Soul has outstanding skills, he is still not a figure in the eyes of the Great Sage of Nine Yang.

Fang Ling, it would be better to be more tactful and take the initiative to offer the dragon-patterned golden book and the long river dragon soul to himself. Otherwise, he would not mind taking the head of a True Lord to establish his might.

"The reason why I came to this Xuanhuo Gate this time is that I heard that some people are ready to move. I came here because I wanted to repair some people and let those who are ready to move be honest with me!"

Fang Ling's voice sounded in the ears of the Great Sage of Nine Yang. This sound made the heart of the Great Sage of Nine Yang feel extremely uncomfortable.

Who is Fang Ling trying to repair this? He still wants to repair himself? This evil deed is really seeking death. He just wanted to leave him a way out.

"You are looking for death!" As the Great Sage of Nine Yang spoke, a breath that suppressed all sides came out from his body. His eyes were staring at Fang Ling tightly, and the surging murderous intent directly enveloped Fang Ling in the middle. (To be continued. (.))

ps: The second update is here!
Chapter completed!