Fantasy: My Sect is 100 Million Points Stronger

"My subordinates understand that they will not disappoint the sect master!"

When Wang Feng's words fell, Fa Tianqiong quickly bowed respectfully and said with confidence that he was the high priest of the Celestial Race. At the peak of the soul, he was enough to stand out among the heroes. Even the high priest of the Ghost Race was no match for him. , let alone a mere ghost emperor-level tribe?

"After conquering the three ghost emperor-level tribes, you can go directly back to the ghost tribe and ignore the other tribes!"

Wang Feng nodded, glanced at Fa Tianqiong and Demon Xiao, and said in a deep voice.

Maybe the powerful men from the Siren Clan may not come, but Wang Feng still needs to be on guard against those who should be on guard.

He doesn't pay attention to the Phantom Clan at all. What really matters to him is the Siren Clan. With the current strength of his Immortal Sect, even if he doesn't have to take action personally, he can easily conquer the Phantom Clan by just letting the Celestials and Demons take action. Or destroyed.

"yes!"

Fa Tianqiong and Fa Tianqiong shouted in unison, their attitudes extremely respectful.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Feng looked at the other two strong men and Sun Wukong standing beside him, and said solemnly: "Wukong and you, follow me to the Ghost Tribe!"

"Don't worry, Sect Master, I, Old Sun, can easily handle that mere ghost tribe!"

When Wang Feng finished speaking, before the other two strong men said anything, Sun Wukong clapped his chest and spoke with great determination. In his words, he did not put the so-called ghost tribe in his eyes at all.

Hearing Sun Wukong's words, Fa Tianqiong and others smiled bitterly, and looked at Sun Wukong with deep awe in their eyes. They knew very well how strong Sun Wukong, the ninth generation ancestor of the Immortal Sect, was. Previously, during the rest period, They once sparred with Sun Wukong. .

He originally thought that he had been tempered to the extreme at the peak of the soul. At the level of the peak of the soul, few people could match him. However, after competing with Sun Wukong, Fa Tianqiong understood that there are people outside the world.

With just one stick, his proud strength was directly knocked to dust by Sun Wukong. He could no longer describe the horror of that stick in words. When he thinks about it, he still can't forget it.

Even when he, Demon Xiao and dozens of other peak powerhouses of the two clans fought against Sun Wukong, they failed to defeat Sun Wukong. Instead, they were defeated by Sun Wukong. Such terrifying strength caused Fa Tianqiong's entire worldview to collapse. My countless years of practice have all been applied to the dog!

Wang Feng smiled and shook his head, ignoring Sun Wukong, a fighting maniac. In fact, when he saw Sun Wukong competing with Fa Tianqiong and others, he was also deeply shocked by Sun Wukong's strength. However, Sun Wukong It is reasonable for his strength to be so terrifying.

After all, his true cultivation is far beyond the peak of his soul. Coupled with his heaven-defying combat power, it is not an exaggeration to say that his soul is invincible. Wang Feng even doubts that Sun Wukong is invincible with his mere soul. At the peak level, they all have the power to fight against the powerful Star God!

"Have a day's rest and leave for Wushangzhou tomorrow!"

"On this trip, we will only send out those who are strong in the realm of the soul. Try to contain your aura and hide it for as long as you can. If you can subdue the ghost clan quietly, you don't need to worry about the sea monster clan!"

Immediately afterwards, Wang Feng glanced at everyone in the hall and spoke solemnly.

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Fa Tianqiong and others saluted in unison and shouted respectfully. The powerful momentum resounded throughout the entire hall, making the entire hall tremble violently as if frightened by the momentum!

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At the same time, the great elder of the Meikuang tribe also came to the Guiyan tribe.

In the main hall of the Guiyan Tribe, Yan Huang, the contemporary High Priest of the Guiyan Tribe, is sitting on the main seat, his aura is not visible, but his narrow eyes are as sharp as eagle eyes, making people dare not look directly.

Yan Huang, the high priest of the Guiyan tribe, can be described as a legend among the entire ghost tribe, because he is the only one who can compete with the high priest of the ghost tribe. Because of this, the Guiyan tribe is The reputation of the entire Phantom Clan is second only to that of the Phantom Clan, and they are deeply respected by many strong members of the Phantom Clan.

The arrogant and arrogant elder of the Meikuang tribe did not dare to show any contempt when he came here. He bowed to Yan Huang honestly and said loudly: "Kuai Yu of the Meikuang tribe has seen High Priest Yan Huang!"

"You are Welcome!"

"Elder Kuangyu came to my Guiyan tribe, what do you want to do?"

Yan Huang waved his hand and asked directly. His voice was gentle and elegant, which was extremely inconsistent with his burly body. If you didn't know better, just from the surface, you would think that Yan Huang was a rough and arrogant person. , but in fact, his character is very elegant, but underneath this elegance, there is an amazing ambition hidden.

"To be honest, I, the Meikuang tribe, would like to ask your tribe to join us in destroying the Meili tribe!"

Kuang Yu bowed his hands and said directly without hiding anything.

When Kuang Yu finished speaking, all the elders of the Guiyan tribe in the hall shrank their pupils and looked at Kuang Yu suddenly, with inexplicable meaning flashing in their eyes. They had never thought that Kuang Yu's purpose of coming here was so shocking.

A flash of light flashed in Yan Huang's eyes, he took a deep look at Kuang Yu, and chuckled: "You and I are both Ghost Emperor-level tribes, how can we attack each other so easily?"

Hearing this, Kuang Yu smiled softly, with an inexplicable meaning in his smile. He raised his head, looked directly at Yan Huang, and said in a deep voice: "I, the Mei Kuang tribe, are willing to give up 80% of the profits after the destruction of the Mei Li tribe to Guiyan tribe!”

"This time, our Mei Kuang tribe sincerely wants to cooperate with your tribe, and I would like to ask High Priest Yan Huang to give you a warm word!"

When Kuang Yu finished speaking, the eyes of many Guiyan tribe elders present were all bright. They had 80% interest in destroying the Meili tribe. Even just listening, they were already excited.

They originally wanted to destroy the Meili tribe, but it was simply impossible for the Guiyan tribe to destroy the Meili tribe alone.

The Guiyan tribe is indeed stronger than the Meili tribe, but once the Meili tribe fights to the death, they will inevitably suffer heavy losses. At that time, they will only benefit the Meikuang tribe, and once they take action, the Meigui tribe will definitely take action. They will not The Meili tribe will definitely be destroyed.

If the Meili tribe was not destroyed, but instead caused a lot of trouble, it would be more than worth the gain.

But now, looking at Kuang Yu's gesture, it didn't look like he was joking. Therefore, many elders of the Guiyan tribe were moved and looked at their high priest Yan Huang.

Yan Huang's eyes flashed, and he did not answer directly, but fell into deep thought.

He did not doubt Kuang Yu. He knew very well that the Mei Kuang tribe would never dare to deceive him. He was just thinking about the chances of destroying the Mei Li tribe after joining forces with the Mei Kuang tribe.

After just thinking for a moment, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "This can be done!"