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On Luoyu Mountain, there were quite a few monks gathered at this time.

When they saw the spirit boat arriving, especially when they saw the flag hanging high on the spirit boat, all of them changed their colors slightly. They all looked at the spirit boat with deep awe in their eyes. meaning!

The Golden Cauldron Sect, with its five great Xuanzuns in charge, is famous far and wide.

Even if compared among all the forces that entered the ancient battlefield, the Golden Cauldron Sect is definitely considered powerful.

The unruly young man on the small spiritual boat was also recognized by the monks on Luoyu Mountain.

"That is the Young Master of the Golden Cauldron Sect... the True Yang Heavenly King who attained the Heavenly King realm at the age of twenty-seven!"

"Oh? Do you recognize me, young master? That will save you time!"

Hear the exclamations below.

On the spirit boat, King Zhenyang glanced at Luoyu Mountain below with contempt in his eyes, greed also appearing in his eyes.

After he gathered several imperial realm deacons from the sect, he led them to Luoyu Mountain almost non-stop.

Relying on the Poyun Boat given to him by his father, which can be used on this ancient battlefield, he finally arrived in a shorter time.

And now it seems that it is just as he expected.

"It's still early, and those who arrived at Luoyu Mountain are just small characters who don't even have the imperial realm! This is a God-given opportunity!"

True Yang Heavenly King murmured softly.

Hearing his words, the Imperial Realm servants behind him couldn't help but step forward and asked in a low voice: "Young Master, do you want to drive them all away?"

"This is natural, but remember to leave all the Spirit Medicine in their hands to me!"

True Yang Heavenly King said with a ferocious smile.

The Imperial Realm deacons from the Golden Cauldron Sect all showed knowing sneers and immediately bowed: "Don't worry, young master, we know what to do!"

Immediately.

On the Poyun Boat, those imperial-level experts flashed their bodies and surrounded the entire Luoyu Mountain. Looking down at the panicked monks below, they said in a cold voice: "Who are you waiting for?" How brave are you? I, the Young Master of the Golden Cauldron Sect, have already found Luoyu Mountain, but I left for a while because of something, and you dare to enter without authorization and pick the Spirit Medicine?"

"Hurry up and hand over all the Spirit Medicine you picked before!"

Listening to the words of those Golden Cauldrons.

The monks on Luoyu Mountain below all changed their colors, and all of them were extremely angry!

God damn Luoyu Mountain has been found!

Is this Falling Rain Mountain something you, the Young Master of the Golden Cauldron Sect, can find?

This is an opportunity left by the ancient sages of the human race. Where does your Golden Cauldron family belong? Entering without permission? Do you want them to hand over the Spirit Medicine that they worked so hard to pick?

Luoyu Mountain is vast and boundless. Although there are many monks coming, there is not much conflict among them and they are all concentrating on picking Spirit Medicine.

But even if there is no internal fighting, Luoyu Mountain is not so peaceful.

There are still quite a few Heavenly Demons wandering around!

Although there are few King Realm Heavenly Demons, they are not without them.

Not to mention those Half-Kings and Heavenly Demons in the Tribulation Realm.

The Spirit Medicine that everyone worked so hard to pick was obtained through bloody battles!

Now you want them to hand it over for nothing?

Immediately, some monks gritted their teeth and said, "We didn't know this was the place occupied by True Yang Heavenly King, so we left now, but this Spirit Medicine was picked by ourselves! Please understand, True Yang Heavenly King!"

"understand?"

Upon hearing the monk's words, a cold light appeared in the eyes of True Yang Heavenly King.

The monk felt something bad in his heart and retreated subconsciously, but it was too late.

"Pfft!"

Under the astonished gazes of all the monks, King Zhenyang raised his hand and actually slashed out a spiritual blade, directly cutting the monk who spoke into two pieces, and blood spurted out!

"Who else wants to leave with Spirit Medicine?"

King Zhenyang's eyes were lowered, his expression was cold, and his tone was extremely cold and calm, which made many monks present swallow their saliva involuntarily.

Fear gradually emerged in his eyes.

But at this moment, the sound of gritting teeth came from the crowd.

"King Zhenyang, I admit that your Golden Cauldron is extraordinary, but don't go too far!"

The speaker was a young man who was similar in age to King Zhenyang, but his realm was a bit weaker, but he had also reached the perfection of King Xuan.

He has reached this level of cultivation under the age of thirty, and his birth and talent seem to be quite good.

Even the True Yang Heavenly King recognized the other party: "Oh, I remember you, and I have some impression that you are one of the five true successors of Feihong Sect, right?"

Hear the words of True Yang King.

The young man who spoke had a hint of self-confidence in his eyes, and he was about to nod, but the next second, he noticed the changes in the spiritual energy of the world, and the self-confidence in his eyes turned into panic: "You...what do you want to do? …”

"Crack!"

His words never got a chance to be spoken.

Because, the moment he nodded, True Yang Heavenly King took action directly.

The identical sword light, the killing power of Transcendent, was enough to kill the true successor of Feihong Sect with just one blow!

"Idiot, the entire Feihong Sect only has one Xuan Venerable Realm, and it's still a waste that will never be able to cultivate Xuan Zun Late Stage."

"How dare you shout in front of me with just such a small background?"

Listening to the indifferent and disdainful words of King Zhenyang.

Many of the monks present had completely changed their expressions. They had no chance at all. They were all completely suppressed by the True Yang King and no longer dared to say anything about retaining Spirit Medicine.

However, after beheading the true successor of Feihong Sect, King Zhenyang looked at the fearful eyes of everyone, his heart moved, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a playful smile.

"You want to leave now? Unfortunately, it's too late!"

King Zhenyang said, nodding to everyone present: "I have given you a chance, but you don't cherish it. What can you do?"

Said.

A chill appeared in his eyes: "However, I can show mercy and give you another way to live!"

"Now, hand over the Spirit Medicine that you collected before, and then give it to me. Search for all the Spirit Medicine on Luoyu Mountain and send it to me!"

"If anyone is dissatisfied or wants to resist."

As the True Yang King spoke, he raised his hand slightly and drew a circle, enclosing about one-third of the monks present.

"These people are role models!"

Watching the movements of King Zhenyang.

Many monks present could not help but shudder.

But when they saw that he was just hooking people instead of killing people, they were stunned again, with some confusion on their faces.

One of the trapped monks said tremblingly: "May I ask King Zhenyang, what does this example... mean?"

"What's the meaning?"

King Zhenyang smiled slightly and nodded to the person who spoke: "It's very simple. Since you spoke first, let's start from you."

He raised his chin, with a look of unruliness and cruel murderous intent in his eyes!

"Name a backer you can think of who is related to you. If this backer can suppress me, congratulations, you can leave here."

"Otherwise, the true idiot from Feihong Sect shouldn't have gone far yet. You can still catch up with him and be his companion on the road to hell!"

"Wha...what!?"

The monk who asked the question was in bad condition.

There is only one God-Emperor in his family, not even Saint Emperor.

This True Yang Heavenly King even killed the true successor of the Xuanzun sect, let alone him?

"King of Heaven, please forgive me, can I help you collect Spirit Medicine..."

"I am missing you?"

King Zhenyang smiled coldly and raised his hand directly.

One slap will kill the person who spoke!

"Next!"

Watch this scene.

All the monks present were completely changed.

Looking at the monks drawn in the circle, they all looked sympathetic.

Meng Qi, Lan Ruoyun and others all had pale faces.

Because they are all within the circle drawn by the True Yang King! !