Chapter 1158

Fengshen Sect is the largest sect in Proxima Centauri.

Its suzerain, Fenghuang, is a third-order peak powerhouse.

Moreover, in terms of strength, he, the third-tier peak powerhouse, can completely defeat Ye Weiyang, the leader of the Hunting League.

The Fengshen Sect is the number one sect in Proxima Centauri not because of its large number of disciples.

There are only more than 3 million disciples of Fengshenzong.

That is one percent of the total number of Fallen Leaf Sword Sect disciples.

However, the strength of its disciples is much stronger than the disciples of the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect.

The disciples of the Fengshen Sect, the weakest ones, are all at the early stage of the second order.

In other words, all the disciples are above the second level of strength.

This is not like the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect, as long as it is an individual.

Among them, there are more than 100,000 disciples above the third rank, which is ten times that of the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect.

Therefore, in the entire Proxima Centauri, no one dared to provoke Feng Shenzong.

Even the hunting league, if it is not a particularly big enemy, basically turns a blind eye and closes one eye, and passes it if it can.

Wen Zilong looked at Fengshen Mountain from a distance, and sneered secretly in his heart.

What is the number one sect.

If you dare to mess with me, I will never end with you.

The next afternoon, I couldn't afford to be hurt and rushed over.

In the past few days, he has taken a lot of potions, and his strength has been raised to the middle stage of the second order.

He has just been promoted, and he needs to fight to make his energy more solidified, thus making his realm more stable.

Not good at night.

Wen Zilong waited another night.

When the sun was rising early the next morning, Wen Zilong and the three of them walked slowly.

Came to the gate of Fengshen Mountain.

There are naturally several disciples guarding the mountain gate.

They say they are guards, but they are actually just chatting there.

Who wouldn't open their eyes and dare to rush into their Fengshen Mountain casually.

So their daily work is to come here to chat all day long, and at night, everyone comes to change shifts.

But today, while they were chatting happily, they saw three people walking slowly towards this side.

Naturally, they also watched the live broadcast of the Laomoxian team.

At a glance, all three of them were recognized as members of the Laomoxian team.

However, as disciples of the Fengshen Sect, they naturally have the pride of being the disciples of the Fengshen Sect.

"You are……"

asked a disciple.

Wen Zilong said:

"Find someone."

The disciple said: "Who are you looking for? I will inform you."

Wen Zilong said, "I don't know."

He only knew the location of that guy's star brain, but he didn't know who that guy was.

The disciple frowned: "You don't know who to look for, how do you look for it?"

Wen Zilong said: "When I see someone, I naturally know."

The disciple looked back at the other disciples.

Then shook his head:

"Sorry, you don't know who to call, we can't inform you."

If he met other people, this disciple wouldn't bother to say these things at all, and he might just beat them out with a stick.

I don't know who to look for, and I have to go to Fengshen Mountain.

Isn't this just to make trouble?

But they also know the strength of the Lao Moxian team, so they are still polite.

However, there was already a look of impatience on the expression.

After all, their place is Fengshen Mountain.

What about your old devil fairy team?

If you can destroy the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect, can you also destroy our Fengshen Sect?

joke.

Wen Zilong ignored the disciple and was about to head up the mountain.

When the disciple saw it, his heart immediately became angry.

Those Fengshen Mountain disciples, no matter who saw them, they had to bow and bow to them.

Those who want to go up the mountain, many have to curry favor with them and give them gifts.

They haven't necessarily let them go up the mountain yet.

The three old demons and immortals are so good that they want to force their way in.

Thinking of this, he growled:

"Fengshen Mountain dares to trespass, courting death!"

As he said that, he directly attacked Wen Zilong and the others.

In his opinion, no matter how strong the old Moxian is, he is far behind their Fengshenzong.

Naturally, he dared not attack them.

However, the ideal is wonderful, but the reality has given them a heavy stick.

Hiss——

Before the disciple could stop Wen Zilong, he was torn in half.

The other disciples were shocked when they saw it.

A disciple exclaimed: "In our Fengshen Mountain, how dare you be rampant like Si!"

Hiss——

As soon as he finished speaking, he was already torn in half.

The remaining disciples no longer dared to stop them.

Quickly contact Shanshang:

"Master, it's not good, the old demon immortal team rushed up and killed Junior Brother Yu and Junior Brother Shi."

Halfway up the mountain.

A master—to be precise, a deacon of Fengshen Mountain.

The strong Sun Erliang in the middle stage of the third rank.

He is teaching several apprentices how to practice.

Hearing this, I was furious in my heart.

Roared: "Old Moxian team, bullying too much! How dare you break into my Fengshen Mountain and kill my apprentice. Who gave them the guts!"

Then he jumped up directly and was about to fly down the mountain.

However, just as he jumped up, he was crushed by a huge and incomparable momentum, directly smashing him down from the air.

The ground was smashed into a human-shaped pit.

He wanted to stand up, but found that under that huge aura, he couldn't even lift his head, let alone stand up.

This Sun Erliang is also a violent character.

Although he was crushed to death, he roared angrily:

"This is Fengshen Mountain, do you want to die!"

Hiss——

No sloshing around.

That Sun Erliang was directly torn in half.

The surrounding disciples screamed in fright and fled in all directions.

Wen Zilong ignored them and continued to go up the mountain.

However, at this moment, more than a dozen deacons rushed over and stopped in front of them.

"Trespassing on Fengshen Mountain without authorization, and killing me, the deacon of Fengshen Sect, will kill you!"

Hiss——

Hiss——

Hiss——

In just five seconds, out of a dozen deacons, only one deacon was left alive.

And the old devil Azeroth's hands were already on the deacon's shoulders.

Wen Zilong is not afraid that they will resist, but he is afraid that they will not resist.

Only if they resisted, would he have enough reason to destroy Fengshenzong.

In order to obtain enough souls for one's promotion.

At this time, a scream came from a mountain not far away:

"Keep people under your command!"

At the same time, more than a dozen figures quickly flew towards the mountainside.

These dozen or so people have all reached the middle stage of the third order.

Judging by their attire, they seem to be the suzerains of the Fengshen Sect.

When they flew down, they quickly landed around Wen Zilong and the others.

Soon, energy surged from their bodies.

A huge spider web formed in the air, covering Wen Zilong and the three of them directly under it.

This should be the Wind Killing Formation of Fengshen Mountain.

"Keep people under your command!"

An elder roared.

Hiss——

In the old devil's dictionary, no one in his subordinates left such a word.

The elder was suddenly furious:

"Wind Killing Formation, activate!"

The next moment, I saw flying sand and rocks in the entire formation.

The figures of the thirteen elders had also disappeared.

To be precise, it's not that they disappeared, but that they were too fast to see them clearly.

In Fengshen Mountain, everyone is of the wind attribute.

They are known for their speed.

In the wind killing formation, their speed will increase tenfold.

This is an extremely terrifying speed.