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The Mercury Plaza, not far from Cangshan, was also very lively. At the same time when Lu Chen caused the storm, monks from the five sects and three tribes also arrived.

After the nine auspicious clouds dragged a team of more than two hundred people from the Domain Mercury Teleportation Array, they appeared in groups of three or three, some of them walked together, and had good relationships.

Among them, the relationship between the Demon Buddha and the Demon clan is quite good. The three commanders of the Demon Clan in the late stage of the Demon Clan's tribulation, the Blood Demon and the Black Demon, led a few capable subordinates, surrounded by stars like moon-like stars, and surrounded a strong man with an extremely strong body covered in flesh and flesh, riding in the black clouds, and appeared in a loud voice.

This great Han name is the leader of the devil's head in the Immortal Realm. He has the skills of the middle stage of Mahayana and has not yet reached the Great Perfection. However, as for the innate superior surname of the demon's physical body, even if he encounters a late-stage Mahayana master, he can deal with it for a while. The man comes from the Blood Demon clan, he is the uncle of the Blood Demon Luo Kongxue, and is also the strongest person in the Blood Demon Dao in the Immortal Realm, named the Blood Witch.

Next to the black cloud is a huge black lotus pedestal that can accommodate more than ten people. In a clear contrast with the Buddhist sect, the evil Buddhas on this lotus platform are all wearing black cassocks, and all the masters of the evil Buddha lineage are coming out. In addition to the Lingtuo that Lu Chen had seen, there is also a late-stage master of the tribulation, and the other is the master of the evil Buddha, the thin and thin Kutuo Evil Lord.

On the east side of the sky, the center of the magic weapon of various colors of golden light, Dharma bell, lotus platform, treasure vase, and wooden fish is the team of Buddha Nanzang and two great monks of the Hui generation.

Not far from Nanzang, Li Xiu and two late-stage masters of the Dao Sect accompanied an old man with a hypocritical and long-haired and bearded appearance. This person was the Taoist ancestor of the supreme Daoxu. Taoist Wei Ti was also called Taoist ancestor. It was not a title, but a respectful title for him by the Daoxu lineage. His strength was not weak, and he was one of the few late-stage masters of the Mahayana period. Although he had just stepped on the late-stage gate of the Mahayana period, among the immortal realms, no one was better than him in the realm except Nan Guo Gerong.

The Demon Sect has a relatively large number of people, with only seven or eight people, most of them are masters in the middle stage of the tribulation, including one of the demon birds, and there are all bears, apes, rolls, and dragons. The leader is old and dressed in a bright golden yellow robe and embroidered with a golden dragon roar. He is the leader of the current dragon clan: the five-clawed Golden Dragon King, Ao Nan. He is an entry-level Mahayana mid-stage Mahayana. As a mutated divine beast, Ao Nan's strength is no weaker than the late Mahayana.

Wu Xingman, the leader of the Heavenly Demon, led Wutong and Wu Can to the scene, and there were three spiritual demon kings accompanying him. Since Jiang Yu was still practicing in the secret realm, he did not appear in the weapon refining meeting. The person who led the way was Wu Xingman's closed disciple, and his only disciple: Shuangque Wu Hao.

Wu Xing is so tall that he is one and a half head taller than the two brothers Wu Tong and Wu Can. The main star of the Three Nether Demon Star is the leader of the demon star. The realm of the mid-stage Great Perfection of Mahayana makes his strength close to that of the late masters.

The most popular monks are the Ghost Sect, and many people come. When they appeared in the south, there were large areas of ghost clouds covering the sky. Countless souls formed a huge soul carriage, and arrived with bursts of smoke. There was a main position and ten deputies. The ten deputies were surrounded by ten evil ghosts guided by strange appearances. These ten people are the existences of the Ghost Sect known as the ten major Ksitigarbha. Although there are no late-stage masters in the tribulation, they are all close to perfection in the middle stage of the tribulation. The main position is the overlord of Fengdu, known as the Ghost Emperor. This person calls himself Huangquan. It is said that he understands the Netherworld Avenue at the deepest point of the Huangquan Ghost Realm, and has been able to cultivate himself. His strength is similar to that of Wuxingman, and both are perfect in the middle stage of the Mahayana.

The last family of the five sects and three tribes is about to talk about the Huang family. Huang Quling did not attend the event of the weapon refining conference. The person who hosted the Huang family was the one who defeated Huang Hanchong, who defeated once under Lu Chen. From below, there were Huang Qingsong, the leader of the Huang family, Huang Qinglin, and a group of hall masters.

Since he was involved with Lu Chen, the Huang family has lost many masters over the years. Although they have not been hurt, they are still not feeling well in general. Especially Huang Hanchong, who entered the Taizhou realm in his youth for more than 1,800 years of cultivation. He thought he could make a big splash, but he never expected to meet the peerless killing god. He suffered two setbacks under his hands, but the other party was shorter than when he was practicing. Therefore, when he appeared, he did not have that arrogance. The Huang family members bowed their heads, were depressed, and did not say a word.

Huang Hanchong was better. With Huang Quling's words, he was full of longing for the future of the Huang family and buried his hatred of Lu Chen in the deepest part of his heart. No matter who it is, Lu Chen, Lu Dou, or Wuheshan, when the ancestor of the Huang family came out of seclusion and received support from the upper realm, no one would think about it. He would get all the people who owe the Huang family back.

Huang Hanchong had this idea. At the same time, what Lu Chen and Lu Dou didn't know was that Huang Quling had already threatened to pass the throne of the Huang family's Dharma ancestor to his youngest son when he reached the late stage of the Mahayana. As for him, he had to explore the way of heaven.

On the high auspicious cloud stands, the banquets were prepared and the fruits were arranged. They were cultivated by various immortals and provided to monks with spiritual fruits. In addition to the delicious taste, they also had the effect of enhancing spiritual energy. However, everyone came to watch the weapon refining conference and were not in the mood to fill their stomachs. Besides, they could have long been able to escape from the valley, and there was no need for these inferior mortals.

The flags on the auspicious clouds were clear, and monks from all walks of life raised their heads and chests under the gale of wind, and took out their own majesty. They stood so neatly and so majestic.

As a famous strong man in the Immortal Realm, his status is naturally different from others. After appearing, he will immediately be admired and admired by monks from all walks of life. In particular, several Mahayana masters, who are located above the auspicious clouds, summon their own magic weapon mounts and take their seats with their sophisticated skills.

Not long after, a white cloud floated from the clear clouds, and a gentle and extraordinary middle-aged monk stood by the clouds. This man wrapped his body in a purple robe, embroidered with auspicious cloud pattern, wearing a cloud crown on his head, and putting his long hair out of a bun. When he appeared, a hearty laugh echoed in the depths of the sky: "Haha, fellow Taoists are here, Zhuo is missing, I hope you don't be surprised..."

When the families looked back, they found that it was Zhuo Canghong, the deputy head sent by Tongtian Pavilion.

Zhuo Canghong, two Mahayana masters in Tongtian Pavilion, was the early Great Perfection, and his strength was not as high as the leader of the five sects and three tribes. His status was not low. This person was also Zhuo Bufan's biological father. He seemed to be in his thirties and forties, but in fact he had tens of thousands of years of life. In terms of age, he was not much younger than Nan Zang and others, so he dared to talk about friendship with the eight masters.

The eight people also knew Zhuo Canghong very well and did not feel disrespectful about his words. When they saw him coming, the eight people remained silent and sat cross-legged on the spot and bowed.

Zhuo Canghong smiled and returned the favor, and then said because Nan Guo Gerong did not come, "Master, I wanted to come here in person, but I didn't expect that trivial matters would cause me to come here. I specially ordered Canghong to come and take charge. I am so grateful to Zhuo for being a thin friend." Zhuo Canghong is extremely experienced in dealing with people, so he first made some polite treatment.

Since it was sent by Nan Guo Gerong, I still have to give this little face. Soon, Nan Zang called "Amitabha" and said, "You are kind to you, Fellow Daoist Zhuo, but I just didn't see Brother Nan Guo, which is a pity."

"Yes." Taoist Wei Ti, the Supreme Daoxu Realm, followed by a voice and said: "We have not seen Brother Nan Guo for a thousand years. We thought we would discuss the immortal skills with each other, but it seems that we will wait until we will be there again."

Zhuo Canghong smiled indifferently, without making a sound, but instead swept over everyone, her eyes settled at the auspicious clouds of the Huang family monks, and said in surprise: "Huh? Fellow Dao Ling hasn't come yet?" Huang Quling decided to come temporarily, and the news was too late, so Zhuo Canghong didn't know.

Seeing Zhuo Canghong ask, Huang Hanchong immediately replied indifferently: "My father said that the bottleneck of his previous understanding has come, and he has returned to Taizhou's retreat."

"Oh?" Everyone didn't know the reason why Huang Quling was in seclusion, and when they heard this, they were stunned.

"Fellow Daoist Que Ling is about to be promoted to the late stage of Mahayana?" The Blood Demon Blood Witch asked with doubts. It was not that he didn't believe it, but because he reached their level. There was basically nothing worth asking about in the sect. Only the cultivation of a few masters who could threaten their strength was what they had always paid attention to.

"That's right." Huang Hanchong responded with great pride when he heard this, without any concealment of his arrogant mood.

"That's really worth congratulations, haha." Ao Nanlang, the five-clawed golden dragon king, laughed out loud, with a plain expression and no fear. Even if Huang Que Ling reached the late stage of the Mahayana stage, she was almost the same as herself and would not be her opponent. As the mutated beast, the five-clawed golden dragon king, he was not worried.

"That's right." Zhuo Canghong's face quickly flashed with surprise and immediately returned to normal. He secretly reminded himself to tell the Pavilion Master the news quickly. He nodded calmly and said, "If fellow Taoist Que Ling can take the great way, he will probably hand over the Dharma Ancestor's power in his hand soon. Fellow Daoist Han Chong said that he would pass the throne by selecting the throne and must notify him. Canghong will arrive."

"Fellow Taoist is intent." Although Huang Hanchong is a junior, he is very strong. He restrains his pride and replied with a polite surname.

The evil Buddha Kutuo didn't speak. Seeing everyone saying something irrelevant, Kutuo, who was full of bad water, said intentionally or unintentionally: "Oh, I just said that Lu Chen jumped so happily, no one cared about it. It turned out that fellow Dao Ling was in the middle of the pass. Huang Hanchong, did fellow Dao Ling plan to deal with this jumping clown after he got out of the pass?"

As soon as this said, the atmosphere on the clouds became cold and harsh. Kutuo didn't hold a kind-hearted attitude and deliberately tried to pick it up. However, because the negative impact caused by Lu Chen was too huge, no one said anything. Huang Hanchong knew that this was a provocative statement, he couldn't help but blushed, and then said angrily: "Of course, if it weren't for the weapon refining conference, how could a mere Lu Chen let it do whatever he wanted?" Huang Hanchong defeated Lu Chen twice, found a step and said, although it was very pale and powerless, it was finally an excuse.

As soon as this topic was picked up, some people immediately became unhappy. The one who spoke was not someone else, but the overlord of the Heavenly Demon, Wu Xingman, who had already made a clear stand: "You can't say that. Cultivators are circulating in the world, so there is no revenge or resentment. You kill me, I kill you, and you will revenge you. It is normal for someone to kill you and not fight back. If someone comes to the door, sit down and wait for death? If you want to do something wrong, I'm afraid someone else will be there."

Wu Xingman said this clearly, pointing out that the cause of the incident was the Huang family, no wonder Lu Chen. Who was plotted against him and still refused to fight back? That was not a fool. The Huang family absolutely did not make any sense in this regard.

"This statement makes sense." Emperor Huangquan decisively helped him, saying, "If my closest relatives are bullied, let alone fight back, it would not be an exaggeration to kill the opponent's nest. Old demon, I'll stand on your side, haha..."

Before the weapon refining meeting officially began, the clouds were filled with gunpowder. The battle of Red Refining Star made the position of the five sects and three tribes clearly understand. Among the eight major forces, Tian Yao and Ghost Sect were obviously supporting Lu Chen, and today it was confirmed. Although it seemed a little weaker than the five or six sects on the opposite side, they were all smart people here, and they all had the strength of the sky. If they really fought, the outcome could not be explained at all.

Zhuo Canghong had a bitter face and knew that he could not let these people continue to say this. If he had a disagreement, that would be fine. He immediately fought and said, "Haha, fellow Taoists are so serious. Let the younger generation resolve the grudges. Everyone is a person who seeks immortals and asks the Tao. Why bother to get angry about this small matter?"

Originally, no one said anything, and even if this matter was over, Zhuo Canghong didn't expect that Kutuo would not give face. Following Zhuo Canghong's words, Kutuo immediately snorted coldly. Although he did not directly refute, his words were sharp and sharp: "Tsk, that may not be the case. Now that the younger generation is extremely strong. If you don't care, let alone the Huang family, I, the evil Buddha lineage, cannot sit firmly in the Immortal Realm. I believe Brother Nanzang should have a feeling about this."

"Amitabha..." Nan Zang's old face couldn't help but twitch. When he mentioned the sadness, he had been resentful of the loss of Wulu Star and was pulled out by his memory. He said with hatred: "I can ignore it when I ask, but if it causes boundless killing and Wuming, he will definitely ask clearly."

"The master is Wuming?" Wu Xingman smiled coldly and said insidiously: "In my opinion, some people are still in charge of the situation that they may cause a big disaster. In the Buddhist Treasure Ceremony Hall, they actually asked their disciples to steal treasures and urge people to practice martial arts. If you want to ask, please ask yourself first (9). You said yes, Brother Huangquan."

"That's right, that's right, haha." Emperor Huangquan's eyes lit up and followed Wu Xingman to laugh.

Not only did Nan Zang, the Buddhist people, have a gloomy face when they heard this, but even Huihai's face turned red to the base of his neck. That's right, the three thoughts in your sect first steal magic weapons to provoke Lu Chen. People want you to need people in Buddhism, and there are enough reasons.

Zhuo Canghong was so helpless. He wanted to take care of it, but he couldn't. He was in a hurry, and suddenly he fell into his eyes. Zhuo Canghong was ecstatic and quickly interrupted the tit-for-tat of the few people and shouted at an old man below: "Fellow Taoist Ludou, don't be fine."

When everyone heard the sound, they followed Zhuo Canghong's gaze and looked down. Under the white clouds, the old and green masters and apprentices flew. They were the last immortal craftsman Lu Dou and his closed disciple Ruan Chen.

Of course, the immortal craftsman needs to be present at the weapon refining conference. Not only will he be present, but the important thing is to hand over the immortal craftsman's order.

The green doll flew over and immediately greeted everyone. He had only the Great Perfection in the late stage of the Tribulation. Although he was only one layer of window paper from the Mahayana period, he had to be humble and good, but he would not be too slander. After all, he was once called an immortal craftsman.

"Brother Zhuo, fellow Taoists." Lu Dou gave a polite bow. The atmosphere was better, but what made Zhuo Canghong particularly depressed was that just as he picked up the topic about Lu Chen, he heard Wu Xingman ask, "Lu Dou, you are here, huh? Where is Lu Chen? Why didn't he come?"

"Fellow Daoist..." Lu Dou was about to say that Lu Chen had gone to participate in the knockout round. Before he could point his finger across Cangshan, everyone heard echoes of noise coming from somewhere in the distant mountain.

"It's a big deal, Lu Chen, a generation of killing god, has advanced..."
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