It’s not that Feng Chutang has any prejudice against hoe, but that he is in Qingming and has been together for so long, and they are still well aware of each other. There is a sudden change and the possibility of sudden enlightenment is not high. It is very likely that the inner demon is even occupied by the inner demon, and the replacement of the inner soul has happened.

Wei Yuan also found it strange, but he was the master of the realm. He had checked the realm of Chuhe with the power of the realm, but he did not find anything unusual. So he could only judge that the old Taoist had a deep blessing and had an adventure.

The two discussed for a while and confirmed that there was no problem with the old Taoist Chuhe, so they felt relieved.

There was no intelligence at this time for the Northern Whip, so I could only look for opportunities to hunt as the war deepened.

Just as Feng Chutang was about to say goodbye, the two of them changed their colors at the same time and felt a huge and terrifying thought swept over.

This thought was cold and cruel, sweeping across the entire northern mountain gate like a storm. Then someone snorted in the void, and the heaven and earth changed for it, and part of the thought was frozen instantly!

Then a storm that seemed to carry all the galaxies soared into the sky, colliding head-on with the huge thought rolling in the north!

Wei Yuan could only hear a buzzing sound in his ears, and then he could not hear or see anything. The world seemed to be separated from him at this moment and kicked him out.

Fortunately, his perception quickly recovered, but Wei Yuan felt unspeakable from the inside out. He looked around and found that Feng Chutang was holding the table, with blood flowing from his ears and nose, and his face pale.

Wei Yuan hurried over to support him, but the internal Taoist force in his body was like a tide, rising and falling, making it difficult for him to control the force of his attack.

Wei Yuan immediately realized that this was not his own problem, but that the surrounding heaven and earth roads were changing and distorting violently, which made his Taoist power lose control.

Wei Yuan did not dare to use Taoist techniques at this time. Now he didn't know what the consequences would be if he used all Taoist techniques. He could only help Feng Chutang sit down and take it with his own magic body.

He was shocked. This was the first time he felt the horror of the battle between immortals. There was no question about the aftermath. The impact on the great way of heaven and earth had already hurt him. Feng Chutang's magic body was weak and the injury was not light.

The storm did not last long. After a fierce collision, the terrifying will sweeping from the north finally slowly retreated, leaving a small piece of completely solidified part, and the northern mountain gate restored Ningding again.

"Has the ancestor won?" Wei Yuan asked.

Feng Chutang shook his head and said, "I can't explain it clearly. However, with the blessing of the Northern Mountain Gate, the ancestor will definitely win as long as he is equal in strength."

Wei Yuan suddenly turned his head and looked to the north.

In his spiritual consciousness, a strong light came from the extreme north of the sky, turned into a meteor, landing on the earth, causing the heaven and earth to shake, and the heavenly way changed, Wei Yuan's spiritual vision instantly became infinite, so he saw a broken ancient monument falling from the sky and standing on the earth!

The ancient monument landed, and the laws of heaven and earth changed. Endless wind and sand turned into dust and yellow storm, rushing towards all directions. The storm became higher and higher, stronger and stronger, and finally turned hundreds of feet, pressing towards the northern mountain gate like a mountain!

From the center of the northern mountain gate, three large and one small four stars rose up, standing in the sky, turning the noon sky into darkness, and the cold starlight shone down, illuminating the area for thousands of miles.

Under the starlight, the yellow sand storm dissolved layer by layer. When they moved less than a hundred miles from the town where Wei Yuan was located, they finally collapsed and turned into a strong wind with sand and dust, sweeping across the earth. Although this wind was fierce, it was already a mortal wind and there was no harm.

At this time, Ji Liuli, Feng Tingyu and Sun Yu appeared beside Wei Yuan and looked north together. Not only Wei Yuan, but also Feng Chutang, and Ji Liuli, the Dharma Priest monks, also saw the ancient monument thousands of miles away.

Feng Chutang's face suddenly changed and he said, "This is the Monument of Zuo Xianwang's Native Immortal Treasure! Isn't Zuo Xianwang fighting with Yin Yue Khan? Why did his Native Immortal Treasure suddenly come?"

Ji Liuli also said: "The Dingyue Monument can change the world, greatly increase the power of the turbulent land, and reject other five elements. The Liao tribes within its range will be blessed and their strength will greatly increase. He does not have to be with the Yinyue Khan's side, so why should he send this weapon here?"

"Yinyue Khan, isn't that the Liao tribe also?" Wei Yuan asked.

Feng Chutang immediately explained that Yinyue Khan had mysterious dragon power, and could use the power of the moon, that is, the power of Taiyin. His blessing to the warriors was obviously greater than that of other Liao clans, and the strength of the warriors he blessed with could double. Previously, on the battlefield, the northern mountain gate suffered a considerable loss.

Therefore, to deal with Yinyue Khan, he had to break his blessings to the warriors, so the Dingyue Monument was the supreme weapon.

After listening to the explanation, Wei Yuan suddenly felt aroused his heart and said, "The Liao tribe is going to attack with all its might!"

King Zuo Xian set up his natal immortal treasure here to offset the blessing of the northern mountain gate. The next step is to mobilize a large army and attack with all his strength.

As soon as Wei Yuan reminded, all the cultivators thought of this level, their faces changed slightly, but they were not panicked. Everyone has experienced many battles and has seen any major scene. They will not be shocked before the battle.

Wei Yuan wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled, "Zuo Xianwang attacked the northern mountain gate and established a natal immortal treasure. He was simply crazy, making it seem like someone had eaten his capital for enlightenment."

The cultivators laughed loudly. After laughing twice, they all stopped talking, and then stared at Feng Chutang together.

Feng Chutang didn't laugh from the beginning.

Three thousand miles away from the north, a giant ferocious pterodactyl fell down and spurted two sniffs with sand and fire from their nostrils. A Liao general jumped off the dragon's back. He was born two heads taller than the other Liao clans and was extremely strong. After both eyes, several small eyes appeared on his side.

He walked to the ten-foot-high ancient stele, saluted respectfully, then took out an ancient seal from his arms and pressed it on the stone stele. The seal stone was immersed, and the ancient stele immediately changed and turned into a magnificent hall dozens of feet high.

The Liao general walked into the hall and saw a high chair in the center of the hall, with four seats on each side, one of which was glowing and summoning him.

He then sat down, and immediately felt endless terrifying power pouring into his body, roughly tearing the original body apart, and then creating a new one. He roared in extreme pain, and his two fangs slowly stretched out from his mouth, and several thick bone spurs appeared on his shoulders and back, and his breath became violent and wild.

Another Liao general walked into the hall, his eyes fell on the former general, and murderous aura flashed in his eyes, but then disappeared. He sat in the outermost seat opposite, and then began to scream in pain, enduring the infusion of immortal power beyond his limit.

In a moment, four Liao generals walked into the hall one after another. Their seats had been determined and they were infused with different immortal powers.

Then a Liao woman walked into the hall. She had a pair of dark silver pupils, and her long hair was dark silver, and she braided it into countless small braids.

She rubbed two short knives on her waist, and the black and silver scabbards painted ancient myths and legends from Northern Liao, which were extremely gorgeous. A little silver flame emerged from the scabbard and fell to the ground. It was not extinguished for a long time, and a path with silver fire was drawn behind her.

Her eyes swept over the four generals in the hall, with no expression on her face, and she sat directly on the main seat in the center. However, after she sat down, her expression was as normal as she did and she did not have any infusion of immortal power.

She sat lazily, leaning against the back of the chair, with one hand on her head and her legs crossed her arms, just looking at the door of the hall. After waiting for a while, she finally felt a little impatient and said, "Where is the North Frontier Whip, why haven't he arrived yet?"

A tall figure appeared at the gate of the hall. The light outside the hall made his face dark and his expression could not be seen clearly. He said in a low voice, "I have come, but I just don't dare to accept the gifts of Zuo Xianwang, just stand at the door."

The woman from the Liao clan said, "Do you think you have the possibility of becoming an immortal? If you don't accept the gift of the king, you will not be able to overcome the killing disaster in front of you."

The Liao people still stood still and said, "Even if I can't get through, I'm not strong enough, no one else's fault."
Chapter completed!