Brother Chicken and Fatty Luo chatted for a while, sitting cross-legged on the mound, chattering from heaven to earth, from men to women.

Time passed little by little, and half a day later, Chicken Brother's consciousness sensed that more and more monks were gathering here. There were a few auras among them that were vaguely familiar, and they should be people they knew.

Brother Ji thought for a moment and identified these people one by one, but then he frowned.

At this moment, a startling and angry voice suddenly came from nearby.

"The Western Barbarians are here! They are the Western Barbarians offering sacrifices, and they also want to go into the Sunset Mountains to hunt for treasures!"

As the sound fell, there was a commotion throughout the entrance.

"Murong, there are so many Western barbarians here, something is not right!" Fatty Luo whispered secretly.

Brother Ji was also shocked and opened his eyes to look.

I saw three weird huge flying eagles in the sky not far away, flying slowly towards here.

These three flying eagles are much larger than ordinary monsters, with their wings spread out over a hundred meters wide. The feathers of the flying eagles are shiny silver and densely packed.

This spiritual beast is no ordinary thing at first glance! On the back of each flying eagle, there are hundreds of immortal cultivators wearing Western barbarian costumes, and there are probably two to three thousand people in total.

When Brother Ji saw this situation, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Although I had heard rumors before that a large number of Western monks would come to this troubled waters, I always thought it was unlikely.

After all, although the Western Barbarians made peace with the Han Four Kingdoms Alliance, both sides suffered a lot of casualties in the border battle. The Western Barbarians and many sects have developed deep hatreds, and without a hundred years of subtlety, this hatred is not so

Can be easily untied.

Moreover, the monks from the grassland countries have been in good relations with the Han Four Kingdoms for hundreds of years and have close contacts. During this border expedition, the Western Barbarians also made sneak attacks on the four grassland countries, resulting in the death of many grassland monks.

Although the Far North Icefield does not belong to the territory of the three alliances, there are nearly 10,000 grassland monks and monks from the Four Kingdoms Alliance here, and they are not low-level monks!

Under such circumstances, it is really incredible that the Western Barbarians dared to go deep into the depths of Tiannan and enter the cemetery of the gods to search for treasures.

Don't they want to take pictures of the monk who is eager for revenge and plot against him behind his back?

When Brother Chicken was wondering, three huge eagles flew into the air at the entrance. The faces of the monks on the eagles' backs could be clearly seen with the naked eye.

Brother Chicken's eyes turned to the faces of the four leaders, and he felt a little enlightened.

One of them is the masked man from three years ago. The person standing beside him is certainly not an ordinary monk!

Since these four people are leading the team, there is really no need to worry about ordinary monks seeking revenge on them.

After these four people, there are more than fifty Western Barbarian priests. These people are all Nascent Soul Stage masters and are very powerful. After them, there are a group of Golden Core Stage and Gongji Stage monks.

This time, the Western Barbarians also brought out elites, and they actually didn’t even bring a single Qi-training monk. If the average cultivation level is the highest, the Western Barbarians deserve the honor!

The flying eagle landed on a hill not far from Chicken Brother, and all the priests jumped down one after another. The masked man in the lead made a seal, and the three flying eagles looked up to the sky and roared loudly, then flew into the clouds and disappeared.

The rest of the Western Monk monks breathed a sigh of relief and stared at the entrance to the Cemetery of the Gods. Most of them showed expressions of astonishment.

It seems that like Chicken Brother, they are participating in the treasure hunt in the cemetery of the gods for the first time.

Just when the monks were facing the arrival of the Western Barbarians, they all looked at each other with cold eyes and expressed hostility. The horizon in the distance flashed again, and hundreds of rays of light suddenly appeared there and flew towards here.

"They are from Holy Spirit Mountain!" Someone immediately recognized the origin of these escaping lights and shouted in a low voice.

A group of grassland monks and monks from the Four Kingdoms Alliance of Han Dynasty originally looked at the Western Man sacrifices, but they all looked to the sky.

Fatty Luo couldn't help but sneered, "These prairie monks are also arrogant. They cleared the way and knocked many monks away!"

Brother Ji snorted in his heart and his eyes flickered uncertainly.

The speed of these escaping lights was not very fast, but the sound was very loud. All the monks around them tried to avoid them, and those who were too late were rushed away.

The monk from Holy Spirit Mountain calmly flew to the sky above the entrance of the valley, and then landed at a distance of more than 300 meters from the entrance.

After the light faded, more than a hundred black-shirted monks appeared, all of whom were Holy Spirit Mountain monks. The three leading monks standing in front of the monks attracted Brother Ji's attention.

The monk on the far left among these three people is the hermit ancestor Mu Ba of Holy Spirit Mountain. It is said that this man reached the Mahayana stage thousands of years ago, and his strength is extraordinary.

The monk standing in the middle is a middle-aged man wearing a large black robe and a stern expression. His expression has an extraordinary majesty. At first glance, he looks like a man with great power and who often gives orders.

On the right is a pale old man with white beard and hair, but his eagle eyes are shining brightly, and his body is full of strong evil aura.

These two people are both Mahayana monks, and they look very strange to everyone. They are probably old monsters who have been hiding for thousands of years.

Mu Ba is a well-known Mahayana monk at Holy Spirit Temple. It is a rare feat for him to be able to summon two friends who are also in the Mahayana realm to help him.

However, is their force really so strong that no one dares to stop it? Probably not, at least the Western Barbarians will not lose to them. In addition, who knows who among the monks of the Han Four Kingdoms Alliance

How many Mahayana monks are hidden!

Brother Ji curled his lips and thought about it. When he raised his head again, the group of Holy Spirit Mountain monks were busy at the entrance of the valley, seeming to be setting up a huge magic circle.

Naturally, no one bothered the monks nearby at this time, and they all watched in the dark.

The Western Barbarian priests gathered together, but the four Mahayana monks led by them disappeared. The three strongest men from the Holy Spirit Mountain were also nowhere to be found, as if they had evaporated from where they were.

Brother Ji was too lazy to pay attention to them, and after making some noise with Fatty Luo, he looked at the magic circle being set up.

But only after a while, everyone's expressions suddenly changed again, and they looked up to the sky with a hint of surprise.

At this moment, brilliance flashed on the horizon in the distance, and several dazzling white rainbows suddenly appeared, and then shot out like lightning. Wherever they passed, the clouds opened and mist dispersed, and the momentum was extremely shocking.

At this time, other monks also noticed something strange. They all looked up in surprise.

Several white rainbows instantly reached the sky above the mouth of the valley. The dazzling white light faded away, revealing five old men in green shirts. Except for one of them who was smiling, the other four were expressionless.

"Niubi, you are finally here!" An overwhelming shout suddenly sounded from the distant mountain top, and then it calmed down slightly, "Come here, we old guys have been waiting for a long time!"

"Haha, it seems that you don't dare to fall behind! Hey, why didn't that old turtle from the Western Man come? Could it be that he has broken through the tenth level and is preparing to transcend the tribulation and ascend?"

The old man in green shirt smiled lightly, took a step forward, and then disappeared from the spot. Then in the blink of an eye, he landed directly on the top of the mountain a thousand meters away.

Everyone was shocked, there was a sudden commotion all around, and most of the monks were secretly frightened.

Unexpectedly, these people were not shy and spoke without concealment. As long as the monks spread out, they could hear some noises.

"Murong, what did they say?" Fatty Luo listened carefully for a while, but he couldn't hear clearly, so he had to ask Brother Xiangji.

Brother Ji frowned, and as soon as his consciousness increased, the conversations of those people clearly fell into his ears.

"Haha, Taoist Master Song, you're finally here. I thought fellow Taoist was delayed by something. If that's the case, our entry into the valley will have to be postponed a little or two!"

"Since Song has promised Fellow Daoist Qilin, he will not change his mind easily! It's just that Fellow Daoist Qilin only came to see a few of us. I'm afraid it's still a little difficult to get that thing!"

The old man in green shirt had a strange expression, looked at the mysterious man wearing a mask, and asked suspiciously.

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Song, how dare I deceive you. I also met a little brother a few days ago. His spiritual consciousness attack power is quite good. If he joins us, he will definitely gain a lot compared to us!" Mask

The man in green didn't care at all about the old man's question. He looked down the cliff while talking.

This scene made Brother Ji at the bottom of the mountain stunned.

Oh my God, why does that pretentious man seem to be looking at me?!

Brother Ji frowned when he saw this situation.

Staying with these Mahayana monks in the cemetery of the gods is probably the most dangerous thing!

However, before Chicken Brother could recover, he saw a man landing in front of him, stretched out his hand, lifted Brother Chicken into the air, and flew directly to the top of the cliff opposite.

The peak of the cliff is a natural flat stone. A huge ancient pine tree stands diagonally on the edge of the cliff. On the flat stone, there are already more than a dozen people standing with their hands behind their hands, looking at Brother Ji up and down with interest.

Brother Ji can clearly see that these people are the four Mahayana monks from the Western Barbarians, the three Mahayana monks from the Holy Spirit Mountain in the grassland, and the five Mahayana monks from the Han Four Kingdoms Alliance!

The five Mahayana monks, headed by the old man in green shirt, couldn't help but smile when they saw the people on their side. Even the four unsmiling wooden men nodded slightly to Brother Chicken.

"Is this the little spiritual brother you are talking about?" Mu Ba from the Holy Spirit Mountain sneered, "How come you, a Western Barbarian demon cultivator, went to the Han and Four Kingdoms to meet the Nascent Soul cultivators?"

Brother Ji was slightly startled, this masked man is actually a demon cultivator?! Uh.

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Or a demon cultivator from the Western Barbarians?! Oh my god, didn’t Little White Horse say that Western Barbarian spiritual beasts cannot transform?

The masked man smiled when he heard this, "Brother Mu, don't underestimate this little brother. The divine consciousness seal he formed back then was even difficult for me to accept face to face."

As soon as these words came out, four more extremely fiery eyes fell on Brother Chicken. Brother Chicken's heart trembled, and he immediately cursed.
Chapter completed!