The Devil's Tribulation

The Endless Sea of ​​Nanzhou.

Holy Flame Island.

The leaders of the three sects in Dongzhou all saluted a middle-aged cultivator. This scene really surprised Pan Chengfeng.

Then he nudged Ye Bufan with his elbow and whispered, "Brother Ye, do you know the guy who's dressed like an opera singer?"

Ye Bufan quickly sent a voice message to stop him, "Junior Brother Pan, stop talking nonsense! That person is the Great Emperor's personal disciple, the Palace Master of the Holy Flame Palace, Ying Chengxu, a late Mahayana cultivator!!"

Pan Chengfeng quickly shut up, cold sweat already breaking out on his forehead, because the 'opera singer' glanced at him.

Ying Chengxu retracted his gaze and said with a smile, "All three sects of Dongzhou are here this time. Fairy Liu has the secret to maintaining her youthful appearance. She is still so stunning and charming. She is worthy of being the most beautiful woman of that year~"

Liu Qian's pretty face flushed slightly when she was praised for her looks. She bowed and said softly, "Palace Master Ying, you are too kind. I am a humble woman, how can I compare to your Madam?"

Ying Chengxu looked at Shangguan Yun, his smile widening. He looked him up and down and said, "Good boy, your cultivation has reached the Great Perfection for over five thousand years. Are you willing to come and see me?"

Shangguan Yun quickly bowed ninety degrees and said, "Please forgive me, I am busy with many matters in the sect and cannot spare you time."

Everyone knew that this was just an excuse, but Ying Chengxu would not really care about anything with Shangguan Yun. He was just a senior, not Shangguan Yun's elder.

Ying Chengxu nodded slightly, looked at Ge Xun and said, "Sect Master Ge is quite frequent. Does the Ghost Control Sect have any outstanding talents to participate this time? Don't let it be the last one again~"

Ge Xun's face looked grim, and he bowed and replied, "Palace Master Ying..." Just as Ge Xun was about to reply, more than a dozen beams of light fell from all directions.

The leader was none other than Nangong Xing of the Purple Gold Palace of Nanzhou. Everyone bowed to Ying Chengxu and said, "Greetings, Sect Master Ying!"

There were more than a dozen people in the group, and each of them was a big boss at the late stage of fusion or above, but they were all very respectful in front of Ying Chengxu.

Ying Chengxu left Ge Xun behind and looked at the dozen people, saying with a smile, "No need to be so polite~"

Then he looked at Nangong Xing and said with a smile: "My dear Nangong, I heard that your son is a little flame spirit. Come here quickly so that I can see him~"

Nangong Xing was delighted and quickly sent a message to Nangong Tian to come over. Nangong Tian flew out of the fleet behind him and landed in front of Ying Chengxu, kneeling and greeting him, saying, "Nangong Tian of the Purple Gold Mansion greets Senior Ying!"

Ying Chengxu looked at Nangong Tian and said with a smile: "Well, he is indeed a handsome man. The Nangong Mansion has no objection. Let's keep him here to train after the competition~"

People around cast envious glances at them.

Nangong Tian was overjoyed and quickly bowed to express his gratitude. Ying Chengxu looked up at the leaders of the major sects on the continent and chuckled, "Everyone, I have prepared a place for them to rest. Qian'er, please take them downstairs~"

A young man walked out from behind Ying Chengxu. He was at the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm and bowed to the elders, saying, "Seniors, please follow me."

Afterwards, a large group of Divine Transformation cultivators from the Holy Flame Palace flew towards the fleets of the major sects and took them to rest.

Ying Chengxu glanced at the sky and said calmly, "You old fellows, you've already arrived at Holy Flame Island, why don't you show up and see me?!"

A burst of laughter came from the sky, and seven or eight figures slowly appeared, including He Chaoran.

Seven or eight people saluted Ying Chengxu. He Chaoran bowed slightly and said, "Hello, Senior Brother Ying. It's been a long time since we last met. You are still as elegant as ever~"

"What? He Chaoran, have you also learned to flatter?" The person who spoke was wearing a purple and gold robe, with a dignified face, and looked to be in his thirties.

He Chaoran sneered: “Nangong Qing, when it comes to flattery, who here can compare to you?!”

Ge Tianqing, the ancestor of the Yugui Sect, bent his old waist and said with a stern smile, "Fellow Daoist He is wrong. Old Ghost Nangong is more than just flattering.

It's simply shameless, otherwise it's impossible for him to be so shameless as to ask to marry Senior Brother Ying's junior sister at such an old age~"

"What did you say!!" There was a loud explosion in the sky. The two middle-aged men behind Nangong Qing had fierce looks on their faces, their magic power surging in their bodies, and they were about to attack.

Nangong Qing raised his hand to stop the two men and said coldly, "Two junior brothers, there's no need to waste time talking to a dying person. They won't be around for many more days."

Both of them are Mahayana cultivators. One is a newly promoted Mahayana cultivator from Zijin Mansion, named Changqing, who has reached the early stage of Mahayana cultivation.

The other person is Meng Xu, the ancestor of the Fanhai Sect in Nanzhou, who is at the peak of the early Mahayana stage.

The five Mahayana monks were on the verge of a fight when suddenly a light voice rang out: "Fellow Daoists, I am not here to watch you fight today. Brother Ying, don't bother with them~"

The person who was speaking was a beautiful woman dressed in enchanting clothes, with delicate features and a beautiful appearance. Her every gesture, every frown and every smile seemed to be able to captivate people.

Ying Chengxu smiled faintly and said, "It's okay. If they are angry, let them vent their anger first. It would be best if they kill two of them. Then everything will be peaceful."

The beautiful woman covered her mouth with her hands and chuckled softly, "Brother Ying is right. Then Sister Tu and I will give them a good fight~"

As she spoke, the beautiful woman looked at the girl beside her and chuckled, "Sister Tu, let's go first and let them fight to their heart's content."

The girl was wearing a white dress, a silk scarf on her face, and had an enchanting figure. She nodded slightly when she heard the words, and landed lightly in front of Ying Chengxu, saying in a cold tone: "Brother, I am a little tired~"

A hint of surprise flashed in Ying Chengxu's eyes, and he said with a smile: "Since Junior Sister is tired, then I will take Junior Sister to rest first."

After saying that, he flew away with the girl in white without caring about the others.

The beautiful woman looked at the five stunned Mahayana monks and sneered, "Aren't we going to fight? What's the matter? Is it that without the beauty here, even if we win, it will be meaningless?"

After taunting him, the beautiful woman set up a beam of light and chased after him.

The five Mahayana monks glanced at each other, and He Chaoran snorted coldly and said, "You are lucky! Otherwise, I will make you bleed three feet today!!"

Nangong Qing sneered, "You are the lucky ones, just wait and see!"

After swearing at each other, the five Mahayana monks hurriedly chased after them.

Although they were both Mahayana cultivators, their arguments were no different from those of ordinary people. He Chaoran and Nangong Qing were rivals in love. Ying Chengxu's junior sister, the girl in white, had charmed countless young men in her time, but with the passage of time, most of them had passed away.

The few who survived did not continue to pester her for various reasons. Until now, only Nangong Qing has not given up. He can be said to be a crazy man.

Inside Shengyan Island.

A group of tens of thousands of cultivators from the three sects of Dongzhou flew behind a disciple of the Holy Flame Island.

Along the way, Pan Chengfeng's eyes were dazzled! This Holy Flame Island was simply a treasure land, with rare medicinal herbs growing everywhere.

Pan Chengfeng looked at them one by one, muttering, "Phoenix Tail Grass, Beast Spirit Flower, Seven-Leaf Flame Spirit Grass, Nine-Petal Immortal Nurturing Flower, Thousand-Layered Spirit Hidden Root... these things from Senior Brother Ye..."

Ye Bufan quickly warned: "These exotic flowers and plants are all the property of Shengyan Island, don't mess around!!"

Pan Chengfeng wiped his saliva and said, "The spiritual energy here is so rich, it's more than a hundred times that of our Yu Lei Sect. I really want to meditate and absorb it directly~"

Ye Bufan said speechlessly: "There are only a few super mineral veins left on the mainland, and there is one under this Holy Flame Island.

And there's more than just this one super vein, there are dozens of medium to large spirit stone veins, how could the spiritual energy not be rich?"

Pan Chengfeng's heart was pounding, and his eyes were spinning rapidly. Seeing Pan Chengfeng's expression, Ye Bufan felt a little uneasy and said, "Could this kid be planning to take these mineral veins?!"