The breeze is cool, the sky is high and the clouds are light, the autumn sun is less anxious than the hot summer, and the coolness of the weather actually has no effect on the monks of the Returning Origin Realm, but in the past few months, Chi Qinghong's mood has suddenly burned like fire, and suddenly it is like falling into an ice cave.

The Mirage Hall has never been so lively and noisy as it is now.

Even when the previous old master issued a mirage order, almost all the Northern Plains Origin Realm monks were summoned, it was not so lively. At present, there are as many as 780,000 monks gathered at the inner gate of the Mirage Temple, and it only takes a little bit of water to say that there are millions of people gathered here.

This includes dozens of Returning Origin Realm monks from the entire Northern Plains, thousands of Dragon Tiger Monks, and hundreds of thousands of Fugue Stage monks.

The Mirage Hall was overcrowded, and the entire Northern Plains of Nuoda could escape, and there were all monks with a little bit of wealth who came to the Mirage Palace. This is the reason why Chi Qinghong took the initiative to absorb it, and at the same time, he could also feel that the Evil Division was driving the cultivators to assemble.

The Mirage Hall was overcrowded with patients, and countless closely connected areas were demarcated, and the monks who had been able to fly to the heavens and the earth like immortals in the eyes of mortals were now crowded together like paupers.

The treatment of dozens of returning monks in the Mirage Hall was not at all comparable to the last time.

There are many people, there are frictions and conflicts happening every day, and the Mirage Hall also has to guard against monks with bad intentions sneaking into the sect to destroy the array, and the sect is strictly defended, and the colorful illusion array is in a state that can be activated at any time.

All the foreign monks, no matter how high or low they are, even if you are a Returning Origin Realm monk, you can't fly away with walking at the inner gate of the Mirage Hall, you can only sit on the periphery of the Mirage Hall.

In fact, at this time, no one can sit quietly, the time is not allowed, there is no place for retreat, and the monks are not easy to manage, and there are too many arrogant people among the monks.

Outside the gate of the Mirage Palace every day, there are hundreds of fighting methods of different degrees every day, this is not a friendly exchange, some are fighting methods to bet on the victory or defeat, and some are directly involved in friction and direct hands.

"Open-"

Near the mountain gate of the Mirage Palace, a beast armor monk opened his mouth and spit out a sharp sword, this sword flashed, and instantly turned into eight giant swords, each divine sword was dozens of zhang high, as if it could split the earth, and the eight giant swords flashed and slashed towards the opponent.

His opponent was a monk in a brocade robe, and when he looked at his robe and bearing, he knew that it was a monk who had taken refuge in the Great Jin Dynasty, and the two were fighting inextricably.

People who watch the excitement are never afraid of big things, and someone shouted:

"Friends of the Curtain Dao, kill this barbarian, you will be able to ignite the illusion that will not enter the stream, and you dare to despise our Great Jin monk!"

Roar! Roar!

There was a shirtless monk from Beiyuan who roared like a beast, "Tan Ji, peck at this great Jin mintes!"

"Tan Ji, Tan Ji!" roared the monks in animal skin armor in the northern plains.

Although the Great Jin monk knew that the names of the monks in the Northern Plains were messing up, he had never heard of anyone being able to call them by this name, and after a Great Jin monk was stunned, he laughed and said, "Friends of the Curtain Dao, pinch this arrogant weak chicken to death!"

The two monks who fought the law had already fought like life and death, and the monk surnamed Makuhara laughed wildly, the barbarian of the Northern Plains, this little bit of illusion means also wanted to deceive me, he ignored the cold light flashing giant sword in front of him, and a flash rushed in front of Tan Ji, spewing out a breath of essence, turning into a three-foot sword, a blur, extremely fast and slashing towards the other party.

"Boom, boom, boom ......" Suddenly a strange rooster crowed, this big man called Tan Chicken rolled over and turned into a rooster as big as a horse, majestic and majestic, with a long fiery red tail, a chicken mouth like a red soldering iron, and a pair of double crowns shining with golden light.

The three-foot sword slashed, and the big red rooster turned into a ball of fire, and the sword qi slashed through, and the big red rooster shattered into fireworks and disappeared without a trace, and there was not half a drop of blood in place.

Originally, the eight giant swords suddenly burst into flames, and the monk's expression changed greatly, before he could easily distinguish that the eight giant swords were all illusory spells, but now he couldn't distinguish between the real and the fake.

Eight swords criss-crossed, slashing at the monk surnamed this scene, and the monk surnamed the curtain sacrificed a big shield to resist left and right.

"Boom, boom"

One after another, a giant sword slashed on the big shield, and the force was not light, not like a false illusion.

"Tan Ji, Tan Ji!"

The monk of the North Plains Transformation Dao shouted, a big rooster with a high toe clucking, pacing like a king, and two huge chicken claws shining like magic weapons.

"The fool of Dajin, let you see the golden rooster transformation of Tan Ji Daoyou!"

The arrogant rooster spoke, "Bastard from the Great Jin, I'll let you see the great magic of our company's morning cry."

After speaking, the giant rooster stretched its neck and lifted the chicken's head, and let out a high cry, the sound was not strange, just like an ordinary rooster cry that had been amplified countless times, but the sound spread far away, and the entire Mirage Hall heard this rooster cry at once.

In the depths of the Mirage Palace, Chi Qinghong frowned, this is not endless, the monks of the Great Jin Dynasty and the photo priests of the Northern Plains are fighting all day long, what are you doing with this ability to run the Mirage Palace, you have the audacity to go to the Northern Plains City to stay.

Chi Qinghong commanded in a cold voice: "Drive the two people of this fighting method out of the mountain gate!"

"Yes!" beside Chi Qinghong, a Dragon and Tiger late-stage monk replied respectfully.

Outside the mountain gate, this fighting method attracted everyone's attention after this strange rooster crow, and someone said: "I have long heard that Tan Ji has the magic power of rooster crowing in the world, let's go and take a look!"

As soon as this person's words fell, he saw that there was suddenly a shining sun next to the gate of the Mirage Palace, and the endless light shone in all directions, and the dazzling sunlight was so dazzling that human eyes could not open it, and the eight flame giant swords in the void quickly became transparent in the sunlight, and neither the divine sense nor the pupil technique could find the slightest trace.

There was a hint of panic on the originally frightened face of the monk surnamed Maku, and he couldn't even see other people's magic weapons, so how could he defend himself?

This person hurriedly shot out several life-saving talismans, but the Tan Chicken did not let the magic weapon be activated, and a huge chicken head like a small hill appeared in the void.

Then the head of the chicken pecked at the monk surnamed Maku.

The monks of the northern plains were as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and many people cast adoring glances at the huge chicken head, the beak of the giant chicken had a dazzling edge, the cold light was shining, revealing the murderous aura of death, judging from the coercion and the size of the chicken head, it was definitely not weaker than the magic weapon of the monks of the Returning Origin Realm.

On the sidelines, watching the lively Dajin monks change color in unison.

"Before the mountain gate of my sect, how can you be presumptuous!" At this moment, after a broken drink, a crystal clear big hand rushed down like an overwhelming press, the sun that shook so much that everyone's eyes could not open shattered, and the head of the chicken like a hill in the void was grabbed by the big hand and could not break free at all, and the chicken feathers flew wildly.

The monk's heart was relieved, the completely invincible momentum brought by the giant rooster was gone, and before he had time to thank, there was another crystal big hand in the sky with a divine light that filled the sky, and pressed down towards him with a palm.

This palm looked several times more powerful than the big hand that grabbed the giant chicken just now, and under the induction of the divine sense, the person who shot it was unfathomable, and it was definitely a monk above the middle stage of the Returning Origin Realm.

"Senior, spare your life!" the monk surnamed Makumu was frightened.

At the same time as the monk surnamed in this scene begged for mercy, the giant hand was clasped, and the giant hand that was so powerful that it could suppress the Eight Desolations split him directly in his horrified gaze, and the monk surnamed the curtain spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his expression was sluggish.

"Thank you seniors for not killing!" the monk turned over and got up, and hurriedly bowed his head and shouted.

The brilliance flashed, and a divine rainbow fell in front of everyone, and the cultivators of the Great Jin Dynasty, who were not afraid of big things, were silent, and no one dared to squeak half a sentence.

"By the order of the Sect Leader, banishe the two outside the mountain gate, no matter who it is, no matter who dares to fight in private in my Mirage Palace, they will be severely punished!"

"Huh" Someone among the Great Jin monks whispered, and everyone realized that it was not a senior of the Returning Origin Realm, but just a Dragon and Tiger late stage monk, but the power of that palm just now, how powerful the unparalleled momentum was.

Illusion, this is the illusion of the Mirage. The illusion is really powerful, and it should also be an illusion for Tan Ji to become a giant chicken. This thought rose in the hearts of the Great Jin cultivators on the side.

Usually, most of the Dao monks, when they change into demon beasts, they get a certain talent of demon beasts, and Tan Ji's golden rooster becomes a bit special, he obtains a talent with tricks.

As soon as the rooster crows in the sky, he can summon a rising sun, and the monk's five senses and divine consciousness will be greatly affected by this trick.

His methods frightened the Great Jin monks, but he couldn't scare the cultivators of the Immortal Dao Mirage Palace, and as a result, he was beaten back to his body with just one palm, and he couldn't turn into a chicken.

"Yu Daoyou, listen to me, my old Tan doesn't want to offend your sect, it's that these monks from the Great Jin Dynasty are too self-righteous, saying that we are outsiders and look down on our Beiyuan monks, they always look superior. ”

"I want to win glory for Beiyuan, I really can't stand this surname and want to teach him a lesson, Yu Daoyou gives me a chance to reform myself, Tan Mou no longer dares to be presumptuous in the mountain gate of Guizong!"

At this time, he was driven out of the Mirage Palace, and without this refuge, it was equivalent to half a foot stepping into the ghost gate, Tan Ji shouted.

The monk surnamed Yu said coldly: "The master of the teachings is out of the law, I want to beg for mercy to kneel outside the mountain gate and shout!" Saying that, this person flicked his sleeves, and a strong wind swept Tan Ji and the monk surnamed from the Great Jin Dynasty, and directly threw these two people out of the Mirage Palace.

This scene shocked the onlookers, and these dragon and tiger monks no longer dared to take the rules of the Mirage Hall seriously.

In the depths of the Mirage Palace, Chi Qinghong said to a few people beside her:

"Mistakenly, I originally wanted to use the power of the cultivators in the Northern Plains to tide over the difficulties together, but unfortunately now it is easy to ask the gods to manage the gods, and dozens of monks from the Origin Realm have all come to the Mirage Palace, and this seat orders them to disobey the yang and yin, how can they be expected to help protect the mountain gate. ”

The people who can be in this council hall are all people that Chi Qinghong can trust, and it is only in front of these people that Chi Qinghong reveals his uneasy emotions.

(End of chapter)