Fantasy: The group leader of the opening system, the queen of counterattack!

soon.

The four figures came to the center of the Yanhuang Mountain Range and stopped not far from the Yanhuang Shenzong surrounded by fairy mist.

The four of them looked up and sized up the fairy mist for a while, but they still didn't pay much attention to it.

"Is this the mountain protection formation?"

"It's just some cover-ups. The brothers are optimistic about it. I will break it."

Among the four, the one with a slightly younger face shook his neck, and took a step forward confidently.

His whole body was surging, and the powerful divine essence was condensed in his hands.

boom!
With a palm strike, it immediately condensed into a palm print that covered the sky and sun, and fell towards the top of the Yanhuang Shenzong mountain from top to bottom.

"Um?"

On the mountain, Ye Lang, who was about to disperse his disciples, frowned suddenly.

Not only him, Huangfu Mo, Ouyang Kuanglei and other disciples with stronger cultivation bases all discovered the abnormality outside the mountain gate.

brush!
Ye Lang waved his hand lightly, and the mist shrouded the mountain top slightly dispersed.

The palm covering the sky that was falling was immediately exposed to everyone's eyes.

"At least a strong man above the middle stage of the God King Realm!"

"hiss…"

Ouyang Kuanglei and the others were startled by the momentum of the palm print, and moved back slightly unconsciously...

"Brother, this?"

Huangfu Mo looked wary, and turned to look at Ye Lang.

"fine."

Ye Lang's face was calm, he made a slight pinch, and watched the terrifying palm print fall.

There was no panic.

He knew the defensive ability of this mountain protection formation well.

This large formation was originally included in the luxurious buildings given by the system, and it is itself a divine formation at the imperial level.

He himself possesses the halo of the formation god, and he started to improve and strengthen it a bit, and filled in several imperial artifacts as the formation eyes, the power is extremely extraordinary.

It can be said that even if a strong man at the peak of the imperial realm descends, it will be difficult to forcibly break through in a short period of time.

next moment.

The terrifying palm print fell, but it didn't explode with the imagined power, like a mud cow sinking into the sea, without even a splash, it was directly swallowed by the mist.

This scene.

In the eyes of all the new disciples who fell on the top of the mountain, they were both a little surprised and felt very reasonable.

Isn't it normal for the suzerain to use such a method to protect the mountain with a powerful formation?

"Um?"

"how come?"

Outside the formation, the person who made the shot was a little embarrassed, he felt lonely with this palm...

brush brush...

At this moment, the mist covering the entire mountain suddenly dissipated and disappeared, revealing the Yanhuang Shenzong inside.

Ye Lang was volleying in the air, looking at the four figures outside with his hands behind his back:
"Who is coming, sign up to come."

"Humph!"

A cold snort sounded, and the four of them didn't have any stage fright because the shot just now didn't achieve any effect.

They spoke in unison with great momentum:
"I am Lu Xiaoshen, the Elder of Fengyun Temple!"

"I am the Elder Lingdanzi of Fengyun Temple!"

"I am Meng Guihai, the Elder of Fengyun Temple!"

"I am the elder of Fengyun Temple..."

"OK OK!"

"It's enough to know where you are from, and you don't need to say your names."

"Dead people don't need to remember their names."

Ye Lang was slightly delighted when he heard Fengyun Temple, and immediately interrupted them with a wave of his hand.

Fengyun Temple is the overlord of the nearby hundred thousand miles. If he wants to complete the system tasks, he must find Fengyun Temple to trouble him.

He actually delivered it to the door by himself.

But this time.

In his mind, the notification sound of the strongest sect system sounded:
"Ding."

"Trigger the side mission: Accept the four elders of Fengyun Temple into the sect, enrich the strength of the sect!"

"Bold!"

"In front of us, how dare you speak such nonsense!"

At this time, Lu Xiaoshen and the others were naturally furious after hearing Ye Lang's words.

Pointing at Ye Lang's nose from a distance, he cursed:
"How dare you speak so boldly when you are about to die, Zilei Gate is a subsidiary force of my Fengyun Temple, you deserve to die for this matter."

"Now he dares to speak disrespectfully to us. Could it be that he doesn't even want the whole body?"

"..."

On the martial arts arena.

Hearing that the person who came was the elder of Fengyun Temple, the expressions of Ouyang Kuanglei and all the former Zilei disciples became a little complicated.

To be honest, they don't want to be rescued now...

Yanhuang Shenzong's entry into the sect is to have a heavenly artifact, as well as the cultivation of the eighth-rank divine realm, and the heaven-defying benefits of the Enlightenment Pool...

They went back, who would want these benefits?
Is it from Fengyun Temple, or they have it from Zilei Gate?
Standing in place, Chen Ruoxi communicated with the mysterious strong Bing Ji in her mind.

"Master... Do you think the suzerain is the opponent of Fengyun Temple?"

"Hehe, as a teacher, I assert that Fengyun Temple is definitely not his opponent."

"Not to mention these so-called elders."

"However, as a teacher, I want to see how he makes a move, and see if he can see some heels."

"Uh-huh."

"..."

"Triggered a side mission?"

After hearing the system prompt in his head, Ye Lang was slightly taken aback.

There was a slight change in the eyes of the four people not far away.

Originally, he wanted to kill these people directly, and take this opportunity to directly increase the reputation of Yanhuang Shenzong.

But now that he has a mission, it's not impossible for him to change his method.

The effect... maybe even better.

"You still want to sanction the suzerain?"

Ye Lang came back to his senses and smiled lightly.

"If you have the ability, let the horse come here."

The voice fell.

The four of Lu Xiaoshen looked at each other and looked at each other.

Then Lu Xiaoshen, who had the strongest cultivation base, took the lead immediately.

A long sword appeared in his hand.

woohoo hoo...

As the long sword danced, a monstrous gust of wind suddenly blew up between the sky and the earth, forming terrifying tornadoes one after another.

In the storm, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the momentum is astonishing.

Lu Xiaoshen stood in the midst of countless tornadoes, holding his sword and slashing down.

Countless tornadoes swept towards Ye Lang!

"Sword Qi Storm..."

"Famous martial arts of Fengyun Temple... so terrifying power."

Ouyang Kuanglei watched this scene silently from below, his heart flashed with horror.

Can't help but worry a little for the suzerain.

He has never seen Ye Lang make a move in person, and he is only at the stage of guessing about Ye Lang's strength.

"Disperse!"

"Come."

Under the torrential storm, Ye Lang's body remained motionless, and his face was extremely calm. He didn't even look like he was going to make a move, and he just said two words lightly.

After his voice fell, a scene that shocked everyone inside and outside the mountain gate appeared.

Countless tornadoes containing terrifying and murderous intent all disappeared strangely.

Not only that.

Lu Xiaoshen's whole body was forcibly moved in front of Ye Lang inexplicably.

An ancient broken sword appeared in Ye Lang's hand, and gently rested on Lu Xiaoshen's neck.

The feeling of death immediately enveloped Lu Xiaoshen's heart.

"Tell me, how do you want to die?"

Ye Lang raised his eyebrows, looked at Lu Xiaoshen with a half-smile, and said.