My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

The Seventh Elder shook his head.

I sighed to myself that maybe I was really overthinking it.

With the cultivation level of our own sect leader, he can be said to be invincible even in the entire Southern Region.

How could a small Eastern Region possibly create waves in his hands?

That's it!

The group rushed down at lightning speed, with great momentum and murderous intent, and soon arrived at the territory of Xianjiang Sect.

As for the people from Tianmen, they had no intention of hiding their own energy at all along the way.

That murderous intent could be felt from hundreds of miles away.

Inside the Xianjiang Sect at this moment!

A group of sect leaders, led by Sect Master Xuanyuan Hong, had already gathered together and activated the mountain protection formation.

One side stands tall in the sky, the other side gathers on the top of the mountain.

The two sides faced each other from a distance across the formation.

Although they were separated by a large formation, Xuanyuan Hong and others had already sensed the other party's extraordinaryness and ill intentions.

He said in a serious tone, "I wonder why you are here?"

"What is it?"

"My Xianjiang Sect seems to have never had any conflicts with you all?"

Xiang Wentian laughed in anger when he heard this.

"What a great guy who never celebrates a festival!"

His eyes were filled with sorrow, and he spoke in a low voice, "My son has unparalleled talent. He has reached the seventh level of the Myriad Dharma Realm at the age of less than 2,300!"

"He will definitely be a great emperor in the future!"

"My old friend's son, Wuji, is just as talented as Ming'er."

"At the age of 2,387, he has cultivated to the ninth level of perfection in the Ten Thousand Dharmas. He is only one step away from achieving unity."

"But these two brilliant young men, gifted with extraordinary talents and possessing the potential of a great emperor, were killed by the subordinates of your sect's peak master."

"You tell me, this is called never having a festival?"

When he said this, his eyes turned red.

His eyes widened in anger, veins bulging on his forehead.

Finally, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "You know, they are just children!!!"

……

"Rumble..."

Thunder exploded in the sky.

The sky, which was originally bright and sunny, has now changed color.

The faces of the people headed by Xuanyuan Hong were filled with excitement.

They were almost broken down by this sentence.

You call this two thousand year old man a child?

Whose child is over two thousand years old?

But when they thought about the information it contained, their faces became extremely ugly.

Ten thousand...dharma realm!

This kind of strength is undoubtedly a dimensionality-reduction attack on the entire Xianjiang Sect.

To know!

In the current Xianjiang Sect, the strongest are the two outer disciples of Mufu Peak.

And they are only at the Sun Profound Realm.

Above the sun is the earth, and after the earth is the sky.

Above Tianxuan are the three yins, above the three yins are the three yangs, and above the three yangs are all the dharmas!

The difference is no longer just one or two small realms.

This is a huge gap!

In the past, the Eastern Region and the Tianxuan Realm were just legends.

However, now, someone suddenly came out and said that his child in the Wanfa Realm was killed by the subordinates of the master of the First Peak of the Xianjiang Sect.

Everyone naturally knows who it is.

In the entire Xianjiang Sect, besides Zhong Qing, who else can achieve this?

This not only made them shocked by Zhong Qing's original terror, but also made them feel an endless sense of bitterness.

Xuanyuan Hong opened his mouth, and finally laughed dryly and said, "Sir, is there any misunderstanding here?"

"The strongest in my Xianjiang Sect is no more than a Sun Profound Realm expert. If they were to face the young master, he would probably rip them apart with a single wave of his hand. How could we possibly injure him? Not to mention putting his life in danger!"

Xiang Wentian looked at Xuanyuan Hong as if he were a fool.

He laughed in anger and said, "Do you think I'm a fool?"

"Since I have come here, don't even mention that your sect did this. Even if it wasn't your sect's doing, you will all die today."

"Let Zhong Qing come out, and I can let you die more quickly!"

"Otherwise, I will make you die regretting coming into this world."

His eyes were dark and his face was full of anger.

The murderous intent surged like a surging sea.