Tang Sheng thought that if he didn't go to Nangan Jian Valley to save people, those powerful tribes gathered in Nangan Jian Valley would be afraid that eighteen to ninety-nine would be in danger."

Let's go, let's go to Nangan Jian Valley."

Tang Sheng nodded and said.

……South

Ganjian Valley is one of the many evil places in the sword tomb, on the territory of the Wahuo Pigeon Eagle tribe.

The evil places are similar to many evil places. The ferocious beasts gather and the aura of laws are chaotic, which makes it convenient for hiding and hiding.

Tang Sheng asked Yimakele and the Golden Rat Sulphur to hide, waiting for his order.

The psychedelic toxins he had in these two people were enough to immerse them in the confusion of the illusion for more than half a year.

Go directly to Nangan Sword Valley with Changyu Xuanjian.

Entering Nangan Sword Valley, the chaotic aura inside can isolate ordinary monks to investigate, but it cannot be separated from Tang Sheng’s level, let alone Xiaohuo.

Therefore, Tang Sheng immediately sensed the monks hiding in the dark and surveillance.

As the god king of the Changyu clan, Changyu Xuanjian can be said to be famous. When people around him learned that he was coming, someone came out to meet him immediately.

The god king is one named Wahuochang and the other is Caolinhei.

Both are old sword kings, and they are powerful in competing with the Changyu Xuan Sword.

"Cultivator of Changyu Xuanjian, you are here!"

Wahuochang and Cao Linheigong said in response.

"I've seen two fellow practitioners!"

Changyu Xuan Jian bowed his hand and bowed.

In the past, the Changyu clan could be regarded as the one in the previous life of the 108 clans of the sword tomb, but the country was destroyed and the clan was destroyed, and now only the god king Changyu Xuanjian is left.

Therefore, the Changyu clan's status is now at the bottom of the 108 clans, and the weakest.

"Let's go! Many strong men from the race are here, let's take you in!"

The two were very enthusiastic.

Because Tang Sheng hid his cultivation and aura, he looked like an ordinary Divine Xuan Realm, so they all thought that Tang Sheng was the follower of Changyu Xuan Jian and didn't care.

Life is happy to do so.

Changyu Xuanjian glanced at Tang Sheng next to him and followed the two god kings.

The entire Nangan Sword Valley, deep in the depths, has been transformed into a camp base that resists the Yuanjian Ghost Sect.

It's like the realm of illusion.

However, it is much simpler than the realm of the Illusion Wheel of Destruction, and it is much weaker than the realm of the Illusion Wheel of Destruction.

"Three seniors, Hujin, Sword Eagle, and Ice Ape, I have been waiting for you in the hall for a long time after you came!"

The King of Wahuochang Sword said as he walked.

After a while, I arrived at a hall.

The three seniors mentioned by King Huochang Sword are the three god emperors, and they are also the initiators of leading the tribes this time."

Tang Sheng, why do you say that they are all the young sect leader of the Sword Tomb Shenzong? If you really don’t go in, reveal your identity?”

The Changyu Xuanjian quietly sent a message to Tang Sheng and asked in secret.

"There is nothing good to look at. I'm in the dark, you're in the light. I'll look around." Tang

Sheng said lightly.

His thoughts merged with Xiaohuo, and saw through the formation of the entire camp, and found that thousands of cultivators gathered here, and the weakest cultivation was the Shenxuan Realm.

The emperor is the leader, the god king is the general, and the god Xuan realm is the small soldier.

After wandering around, I found that there was a small magic weapon exchange meeting in this camp for the monks gathered here to communicate with each other.

On the eve of the war, the atmosphere here was much more peaceful.

After all, monks are not like monks in the mortal world, they are all powerful people who come spontaneously by all races.

While walking around, Tang Sheng came to this small magic weapon exchange meeting. Cultivators gathered here in groups of three or three, sat on the ground and set up stalls on the spot.

Most of them are cultivators in the Shenxuan Realm, and the powerful Divine King rarely appear here.

At this time, Changyu Xuanjian suddenly sent a hurry to send a message, calling for help, "Tang Sheng, come and save me!"

"What's going on?" Tang

When the child heard this, his brow frowned slightly.

Didn’t Changyu Xuanjian go to pay homage to the gods here? Why did you cry for help from him?

The Changyu Xuanjian next to him wanted to send a voice to say something, but his breath was already isolated and he could not send a voice to him.

Tang Sheng had no choice but to head towards the hall where Changyu Jianxuan was.

After that, Tang Sheng was stopped by someone.

Stop, who are you?"

The guards of the mouth were all monks at the peak of the Shenxuan Realm, and they stopped Tang Sheng.

"I'm from the Changyu clan! The Changyu Xuanjian of my clan has just entered and has not come out yet. I have something to look for him."

Tang Sheng said.

"Senior Changyu Xuanjian, you are paying homage to the three seniors of the Divine Emperor. If you have any questions, let's talk about it when he comes out."

Where can the guards of the mouth let Tang Sheng in?

Tang Sheng was too lazy to talk nonsense. With his spiritual thoughts, a psychedelic poison filled his body and merged into the guards.

Where can some guards from the Shenxuan Realm resist Tang Sheng's elixir?

Everyone had their eyes blank and were stunned. Tang

Only then did the life walk into the hall...

…

In the main hall, there is a space.

Hujin, Sword Eagle and Ice Ape were inside, imprisoning the Changyu Xuanjian who wanted to resist.

You let me go! I came here to discuss the big move with everyone and overthrow the rule of the Yuanjian Ghost Sect. What does it mean to deal with me like this? If it spreads out, wouldn’t it make the people of all races feel heartbroken?”

Yu Xuan Jian roared loudly.

Thinking that there was Tang Sheng outside, he was still calm."

Changyu Xuanjian, we asked you to hand over the Lei Kun Divine Sword to overthrow the Yuanjian Ghost Sect! After all, the Lei Kun Divine Sword cannot play any role in the hands of you, the God King. And in the hands of several of us, the God Emperors, that's different."

The Emperor Hujin said.

He tried to reason with Changyu Xuanjian.

"Leikun Divine Sword is the tribal sword of my Changyu clan. When my clan was destroyed, the Qingpo clan leader handed it to me! And there is also the inheritance of my Changyu clan. How can I hand it over to you casually?"

Changyu Xuanjian said glaringly.

Nowadays, the clans of our sword tomb, which are broken or destroyed, do we still care about what clans we think? At the moment, the clans of our sword to join together and do not distinguish between each other."

That’s right! This time we gather here and the strong men of all races arrive. We all say this. Not only do you need the Changyu clan to hand over the Leikun Divine Sword, but you also need to take out the things that are used by other clans. We will build a temple to suppress the treasures of the clans, put the treasures of the clans into it, and then redistribute them to those who can exert their maximum power."

"Changyu Xuanjian, although we want you to hand over the Lei Kun Divine Sword, it is not to take your Lei Kun Divine Sword! The inheritance of the Lei Kun Divine Sword can be inherited by the people of the Changyu clan. At the same time, the inheritance of the various clans and the people of the Changyu clan can also be inherited by the inheritance of the various clans."
Chapter completed!