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Chapter 337: Secret Convocation Something!(1/2)

The giant tiger stepped on its forelimbs, and its body exploded out, pulling out phantoms, and rushing into the sword formation of Li Feng and the seven others.

At the same time, with a loud shout, Li Feng and the seven others moved at the same time, dancing the magic sword in unison, and the sword energy burst out, forming a spiral on the neck.

At this time, Tong Peng's magic trick changed and he was facing the giant tiger.

The giant tiger roared, its mouth opened rapidly, and red light shot out, emitting hot and high temperatures, and rushed directly over.

"Boom!"

The explosions were heard and spread across the world.

Li Feng and the seven men stepped forward at the same time, bursting out a terrifying aura. The seven men were like one, dancing the magical sword.

There was a constant squeak, and an extremely sharp sword energy burst out from the void, as if thousands of swords were shot at the giant tiger in one go.

"Ho huh huh..."

The giant tiger was not afraid at all, its sharp light was revealed, and the red light flashed with a slight twist, twisted into a ball, turning into a huge beam of light, and impacting away.

The two collided with each other, and a sharp energy burst out, sweeping around.

After a few blinks, thousands of sword energy gradually dissipated and dissipated in the air.

The huge column of light also turned into stars and drifted away.

But at this time, the sword light flashed, and seven figures stood around the giant tiger almost at the same time.

Cut through the void and the sword light shone.

The terrifying energy surged endlessly.

The giant tiger's body was filled with red light, fighting to the death.

But at this time, seven sharp sword tips directly stabbed the giant tiger.

The red light shattered instantly, and the giant tiger screamed.

The strong wind blew, blowing the huge tiger's huge body directly out and hit Tong Peng hard.

He let out his breath. Tong Peng waved his hand with one hand. The giant tiger sword spirit turned into countless light spots and penetrated into the divine sword in his hand.

The amount of spiritual power consumed before made Tong Peng look pale.

"Senior Brother Mo Bei has accepted a few good disciples, I lost!" Although Tong Peng lost, he was not discouraged or had any other negative emotions. Instead, he nodded at them with a smile on his face.

"Take it!" Li Feng and the other two bowed, and then smiled one after another.

"Dayan Seven-Star Sword Formation. I've seen it, and its power is indeed good!" Tong Peng smiled indifferently.

"Senior Brother Mo Bei, let's say goodbye!" After saying goodbye to Mo Bei, Tong Peng and the other two left here directly.

"Master, how do we behave?" Li Feng and the other two laughed and asked Mo Bei.

Mo Bei smiled and said, "Well, you have done a good job. Since you have also practiced the sword formation, let's go and practice it in the future!"

"Yes, Master!"

...

At the same time, the ancestor Tianwei stood on the head of the golden-winged bird with his hands on his back.

His eyes swept into the distance. He nodded from time to time and whispered a few times.

"Dayan Zongheng Seven-Star Sword Formation? Not bad."

"Well, this disciple has a good cultivation level and a strong aura. I remember that his name seems to be Wang Yihao!"

"Although this disciple is a low-level foundation building, his strength is quite good."

"This time, the disciples are pretty good overall..."

The team keeps moving forward.

Time passed day by day, and as the golden-winged birds of the Great Pluto flew day and night, they finally arrived at the edge of the Jumen area.

During these days, Mo Bei either practiced his own, taught his disciples, or chatted, and his life was very peaceful.

It is worth mentioning that in these days, Long Haotian, Fang Luoyou, Zhu Ling, Ji Huanchen and others, and even Wang Yihao and Langya, were always around Mo Bei.

These people are among the best in the true cultivation of the Foundation Establishment Period, but now they are centered around Mo Bei.

In a vague way, Mo Bei has become the first person in the foundation-building stage.

Of course, Mo Bei never thought about these things, he only knew that these were his best friends.

On this day, they gathered together again.

"We have left the Jumen area and entered the Wenqu area now!" Long Haotian asked.

Wang Yihao nodded and said, "Well, we have already entered the Wenqu area in the early morning."

"I heard from several Jindan Zhenren that the Huangting Sword Sect is located in a place called Zhenxiao Mountains. I don't know how long it will take to reach it." Fang Luoyou said.

"We have just entered the Wenqu area now, and it will take some time to reach the Zhenxiao Mountains!" Ji Huanchen said slowly.

The few people just sat cross-legged and chatted.

...

Gradually, the sun slowly rises, and the temperature gradually increases.

The sun shines on them, making them feel warm and comfortable.

"Ahhhhh..."

Suddenly, the golden-winged bird that had been flying forward suddenly cried and turned around and flew downward.

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

"Why did the Golden-winged Bird suddenly fly down? Have you reached the Zhenxiao Mountains..."

"Impossible, it is absolutely impossible for the Zhenxiao Mountains to be below."

Everyone felt the direction change and showed a look of surprise.

Mo Bei and the others were also a little strange, and they didn't know why the golden-winged bird of the Great Pluto suddenly flew down.

The wings were stirred up, and the strong wind swung, and the huge body of the golden-winged bird gradually approached the ground.

Trees collapse and soil slides down!

The golden-winged bird of ten miles large covered the sky and the sun and landed at the top of a mountain.

Everyone didn't know what was going on, so they could only gather together.

"What happened to Beihe Zhenren?" A foundation-building master asked immediately.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone turned their attention to Beihe Real People.

"I don't know either." Beihe Zhenren smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Other Jindan real people also shook their heads, saying that they didn't know what was going on.

"You go down and wait in place." Just as everyone was talking, the voice of the ancestor Tianwei suddenly came.

Everyone looked at each other and became even more confused.

But when the ancestor Tianwei spoke, they could not disobey, and could only fall down the golden-winged bird with a puzzled mood.

Figures flew down from the sky and fell onto the mountain.

When the last figure fell to the ground, the golden-winged bird of the great roc sang. Their wings suddenly sang, rolling up a strong wind and flew away from here.

"Strange, where is the ancestor Tianwei and the golden-winged bird going?" Mo Bei looked into the distance, with a hint of confusion on his face.

Beihe Zhenren suddenly said loudly: "Okay, since Master Tianwei wants us to wait here, let's wait with peace of mind!"

More than a hundred foundation-building practitioners, either meditating on the spot. Or finding a quiet place to rest and practice.

More than a dozen Jindan Zhenren also landed everywhere in the mountains, closing their eyes to rest.

At this time, Fang Luoyou, Wang Yihao, Long Haotian and others were gathered around Mo Bei.

Long Haotian pointed, a shaded place not far away, and smiled and said, "Boss, that place is big, let's go there and wait!"

"Yeah!" Mo Bei nodded.

More than a dozen people immediately walked towards the place where Long Haotian pointed, waiting for the golden-winged bird of the great republic.

This wait will be one day.

It was not until the next morning that the golden-winged bird of the great republic flew back.

"Come up!" The voice of the ancestor Tianwei came from the body of the golden-winged bird of the big roll.

More than a hundred people immediately soared into the air and returned to the golden-winged bird of the Great Phang.

Tianwei Zhenren didn't say what happened, so naturally others wouldn't ask more questions.

The giant wings were stirred up, and two strong gusts of wind rose, and the golden-winged bird of the great roc carried more than a hundred people and flew away again.

After an hour.

Mo Bei, who was still practicing with his eyes closed, suddenly heard a voice in his ear: "I am Tianwei, don't talk, come with me!"
To be continued...
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