Asura Martial System

Today was a sunny day with no clouds in sight. It was a very good weather, and it was also the time for the opening of the Myriad Devils Sect's treasure vault.    

According to the news, Zhao Xin already knew that Ao Feng had arrived at the Myriad Devils Sect the day before yesterday. sect master of the Myriad Devils Sect had personally welcomed him, and it was a very grand occasion.    

At noon, almost all the forces that should have come had arrived at the Myriad Devils Sect. The territory of the Myriad Devils Sect was huge enough, there were more than thirty mountains in total. The main peak, Myriad Devil Peak, was over two thousand meters tall. Zhao Xin climbed to the top, but he just looked at the environment behind him. I couldn't help but install a B.    

"I have really experienced the feeling of being the top of the mountain and seeing all the small mountains." Looking at the cloudless blue sky, the huge river on the ground was like a winding stream climbing up the continent.    

Zhao Xin also felt the rich spiritual qi of the Myriad Devil Peak. He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled a breath of foul air. Immediately, he felt much more relaxed.    

"Good poem, good poem, good poem, you will reach the top of the mountain and look at the small mountains."    

As soon as Zhao Xin finished speaking, a man's flattering voice sounded from behind him.    

Zhao Xin subconsciously looked back and saw a man wearing a green robe. The green robe was embroidered with a white dragon. He looked dignified and had an extraordinary bearing. As he walked, he was full of vigor like a dragon leaping and a tiger leaping. The white fan in his hand was flapping slightly. It took the opportunity to look at its long hair that was draped over its shoulders. Its handsome face had a trace of gentleness. He was truly handsome. Even Zhao Xin couldn't help but praise him.    

The man saw Zhao Xin turn his head to look at him. He slightly bowed and smiled. "I am Mu Jinyan. Greetings, Long Little Brother."    

When he heard Mu Jinyan's words, Zhao Xin was slightly stunned. "You know me?"    

Mu Jinyan smiled and said, "I'm afraid there are only a few people in Nebula Continent who don't know about Dragon Little Brother during the battle at the Skydark Mountain."    

Zhao Xin smiled bitterly. In other people's eyes, he seemed to have become famous throughout the world. However, no one knew how much pain they had suffered that day, and how they had been challenged by the Seven Great Immortal Sects. Lin Dong's death, being crushed by Ouyang Tianjian and so on, made him almost breathless.    

"You must be joking."    

Mu Jinyan asked, "Did Dragon Little Brother come to Myriad Devils Sect alone?"    

Zhao Xin nodded. He did not deliberately hide his tracks. It was not difficult for people with ulterior motives to investigate.    

Suddenly, Mu Jinyan said, "I wonder if I have the luck to invite Dragon Little Brother to come with me. I am also alone."    

Looking at how harmless Mu Jinyan was and how his smile warmed people's hearts, Zhao Xin did not feel any scheming or danger from him. It was not a big deal to have one more comrade with him, so he nodded and agreed.    

"In that case, I will have to thank Long Little Brother. With him accompanying me, the opening of the Myriad Devils Sect's treasure vault will be a little safer."    

Mu Jinyan said with a smile. His words sounded like flattery.    

Zhao Xin didn't say much. Soon, the two of them passed through the crowd and squeezed into the main hall of the Myriad Devils Sect.    

There were at least tens of thousands of people gathered in the main hall of Myriad Devils Sect. It could be said that it was crowded. Undercurrents were surging. They passed through the main hall and arrived at the highest point of Myriad Devil Peak. It was also a flat and open square. The square was wide and flat. Countless forces had already gathered here.    

The square was not as small as the square in Congee City. There were about fifty thousand people in it.    

In the center of the square was a tall platform. On top of it stood the forces of the Ten Directions. The Seven Great Immortal Sects, the only major trading company that was still running normally, the Authority Fragrance Brothel. In the Imperial Sword City, in the Devil Devouring Cult, Zhao Xin didn't see Lu Weilou. Instead, he saw the twelve hall masters. Zhao Ritian was also among them.    

The leaders of the Seven Great Immortal Sects weren't sect master, but some old monsters that Zhao Xin had never seen before. Each of them had an unfathomable aura.    

Seven old men with white hair sat side by side. There were only seven of them in the entire square, but no one dared to say they were not convinced. Experts naturally had the privilege of being strong.    

"I didn't expect that even Flame Serpent Spirit Sage from the Divine Flame Sect would be here."    

Zhao Xin turned his head and saw that the person who spoke was Mu Jinyan. "Is that old man sitting on top of you a Spirit Saint?"    

Zhao Xin pointed at the old man sitting in front of the Divine Flame Sect and asked curiously.    

When Mu Jinyan heard Zhao Xin call them old men, he could not help but smile. "Flame Serpent Spirit Sage had reached the fifth level of the Spirit Saint realm fifty years ago. He is the most promising person in the entire continent to break through to the next level after your father, Long Zhan, Holy Sovereign."    

After listening to Mu Jinyan's explanation, Zhao Xin couldn't help but smack his lips. He looked at Flame Serpent Spirit Sage and his eyes lit up. Oh my god, how much experience and supreme grade equipment would he get if he was killed?    

Mu Jinyan looked at Zhao Xin's expression and thought that Zhao Xin was scared. If he knew that Zhao Xin was thinking about how to kill the seven old men, he didn't know what kind of expression he would have.    

As for Ao Feng, he was standing next to Imperial Sword City, which clearly showed that he had a close relationship with Imperial Sword City. Below the tall platform, there were five thousand Yuelin Army soldiers. They saw the leader, a white-robed young general. Zhao Xin's facial expression changed slightly. He shifted his gaze away and looked elsewhere.    

The Cloud Empire didn't send anyone here. Star Empire had no time to care about this matter. Ao Feng was the only one from the three empires. The Seven Great Immortal Sects lacked Hua Shan, and the three major trading companies lacked Mizar Chamber of Commerce and Black Lotus Merchant Guild.    

Zhao Xin soon understood the overall situation of the major powers. Apart from the major powers on the arena, the other powers were no longer a threat to him. Of course, he couldn't rule out the possibility of a dark horse appearing.    

The Myriad Devils Sect's treasure was both an opportunity for fortune and a chance for development. If one had the strength... Of course, it was also possible for them to get wiped out. Therefore, many small powers were praying for their respective backers to protect them.    

They waited in the crowded crowd for nearly four hours. The sun was almost setting, and only then did they see the people of Myriad Devils Sect.    

A middle-aged elder flew to the high platform from nowhere. His hands pressed down on the air and a powerful Spiritual Sense pressure spread out. The square immediately became silent and calm.    

"I am sect master Yanshan of Myriad Devils Sect. All of you have gathered in Myriad Devils Sect today for the sake of the treasure. To tell you the truth, the treasure will be opened after two hours of night. However, two treasures were needed to open the treasure, and only one of them was needed. If there is no second treasure, I'm afraid it will make you feel cold. " Yan Shan sighed and pretended to be helpless.    

Someone below the stage clamored, "Yan sect master, what treasure is missing?"    

"We are all here, we can't just go back like this."    

"What's the first treasure?"    

The discussions below the stage continued, and the square once again fell into chaos. Yan Shan's expression was slightly displeased, and his hands pressed down on the crowd once again to signal them to shut the f * ck up. If you keep arguing, I'm going to get angry.    

Sensing Yan Shan's anger, many people shut their mouths, feeling angry but not daring to say anything. Only now did they remember that Yan Shan was a demonic sect. He didn't know how to talk about the rules of the martial world. If he didn't like it, he would kill you. If he didn't like it, he could only admit defeat.    

Yan Shan suddenly turned around and looked at Zhao Xin, and said, "Little friend Long, why haven't you come out to meet all of you? I think the ultimate treasure of Long Family should be in little friend Long's hands."    

Yan Shan's words caused all the places where his eyes passed to give way to him. At the end of his line of sight, only Mu Jinyan and Zhao Xin were left. At this moment, Zhao Xin could feel countless killing intent rushing towards him. Just as he was about to resist.    

Yan Shan suddenly shook both of his arms. All the killing intent was dispersed in an instant. Yan Shan angrily glanced at the people who were emitting killing intent and shouted in a deep voice, "Today, at least before the treasure is opened, who wants to attack little friend Long? He is going against the Myriad Devils Sect."    

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