Hong Kong variety show: Young Master Kun, the ultimate behind-the-scenes boss!

Look at everyone, a cry like a crane's cry.

Everyone began to take action. Zhu Yeqing, standing nearby, quickly formed a huge flame from the Qimen Bagua in his hand, which enveloped the entire Jiangnan sect.

In other places, Shaolin and Wudang, all sorts of signature skills were put to use.

In another location, Tu Xingsun led the entire Tu clan, circling around, while the ninjas began to quietly approach.

This time, almost everyone from all over the world was seated here.

This marks the beginning of the main battle.

Auspicious omens descended from the heavens, but this was not the case; rather, calamity struck. Almost all kinds of magical treasures fell into the great formation of the Jiangnan sect.

It's impossible to estimate how long they can hold out.

At this moment, all eyes were on the formation of the Jiangnan faction, and they began to slowly approach.

Meanwhile, Chen Ziwen, in another location, looked at the crowd before him and said...

"Ghost Three, Liu Santong, you two come with me. Liu Xiaoren and Li Xinxin, you two stay in the background and don't get discovered. You must keep your divine senses hidden..."

Upon hearing this, everyone quickly left. Even Liu Santong, who was reluctant to leave, felt that preserving the overall situation was the most important thing. If he were left alone here, he wouldn't be able to do anything. Meanwhile, Chen Ziwen and the others went to another high mountain.

This will allow us to see every move of the Jiangnan sects.

"Wait a little longer, it'll be our turn to appear..."

"Grandmaster Uncle, look, the sects in Jiangnan are already starting to falter..."

The disciples underground, seeing you cause such a stir in the Jiangnan sect, like lightning and thunder, and seeing them all wavering in various ways, were ultimately afraid.

The patriarch of the Jiangnan school, who had lived for over 600 years, took a grand master's chair and sat in the very center.

"What's there to be afraid of? If the Jiangnan faction can't even handle this little risk, what kind of power can they possibly achieve? Don't worry, they won't be able to break through anytime soon..."

Seeing that even their ancestor was so calm, these fools roughly understood what was going on.

In one round trip, he landed in one of the other four directions and began to use his divine sense to support the fixed ground around the entire Jiangnan sect.

The location chosen by the Jiangnan sect is the place where the Yin Dragon originated.

This place is where the dragon bloodline is strongest, and it is also the shallow dividing line around the entire China, surrounding the Qinling Mountains and the Huai River area.

This area is divided into north and south, converging in the center. Regardless of whether it is north or south, it is hidden in a canyon. Below, there are surging undercurrents and springs that never rush. Above, there are dense forests. It is a place full of yin energy, where the sun never shines.

But the sun was shining brightly.

Gentle breeze and smooth air.

The airflow is very smooth.

This is indeed the "Heavenly Concealment and Earthly Revolution" formation emphasized in the Yin-Yang school.

Among this group of people who are fighting bravely in front of us, are they the last ancestors?

Not at all.

Because the founder knew it in his heart.

"Don't worry, even though these people are causing trouble, I still have a way to keep them here, because the most corrupt group hasn't shown up yet..."

The grandmaster uncle of the Yin-Yang sect was carried out in a sedan chair.

At this moment, its two little eyes stared blankly ahead.

She was holding a small embroidered silk handkerchief in her hand.

Then draw and apply red makeup to the eyebrows next to them.

She appeared to be a woman, but her physique resembled that of a tall, slender man. The Yin-Yang sect did not distinguish between genders.

This is especially true now.

The grandmaster of the Yin-Yang sect smiled wryly at the current situation.

"At this rate, it will probably take a long time. Let's leave it aside for now. I think it will take some time before this matter can be completed, allowing them to weigh their gains and losses and weaken their magic. That old codger in the Jiangnan faction should have finished digesting it by now..."

Whether it's finished or not is unclear; all that's known is that this person is being superstitious.

Everyone knows exactly what they're tabooing.

Besides, there was a bald monk in Shaolin Temple who was now emaciated. He had come from a coffin, and half of his body was already unable to move. However, he was holding a bronze staff in his hand.

"Wait, the time is not yet ripe. When the time comes, I will definitely step forward to fight..."

Next to her was a plump nun from the Emei sect with a round head.

This plump nun had a rosy complexion and looked like a woman who had eaten hundreds of kilograms of noodles at home. She appeared to be nearly 400 years old.

"Wait, wait, the time is almost here..."

In other places, Tu Xingsun and Zhu Yeqing were dueling in mid-air. Neither of them were particularly powerful, and they were nothing compared to this being over 600 or 400 years old.

Chen Ziwen was also on the rooftop, watching the entire transformation unfold before him. However, he vaguely sensed a pair of eyes staring intently at him, just like the one from the previous night.

In the rapid changes, his powerful divine sense spread around, and besides those extremely powerful figures, he also saw a little girl in a hidden corner. The moment he saw her, Chen Ziwen frowned.

"What's meant to happen will happen eventually. This girl is so interesting..."

Although they didn't know what he was saying, Gui Sanyang and Liu Santong were terrified. They had never seen such a scene before.

"It's broken, cracks are starting to appear..."

This group of people were scrambling around in mid-air.

They started yelling at each other.

Because a crack appeared in front of the Jiangnan sect, and this crack began to grow larger and larger.

Therefore, this kind of person was quite excited. After all, he had exhausted all his strength to create a crack in the impregnable protective shield of the entire Jiangnan sect, and he was overjoyed.

The group of immortal beings behind them began to unleash their powerful divine senses to observe the crack.

A crack has indeed appeared. It's extremely tiny, like a blood vessel.

In the Jiangnan sects, which number nearly a million, a crack has appeared.

I was happy, but it still wasn't enough.

Meanwhile, another crane from Jiangnan, spitting out lightning, charged towards the crevice...

Then, as the figure bared its teeth and brandished its claws, the precious energy rapidly descended and slammed into the crack.

The crack began to tremble as soon as it was hit.

The other groups of people who had squeezed out were also very perceptive and began to rush over.

They united and launched a protracted attack on this rift.

The founder of the Jiangnan sect below closed his eyes after witnessing this situation.

"What's meant to happen will happen eventually. I just hope my little Liu Santong can make something of himself in this world. If things go as planned, my heart will be at peace for now..."