Chapter 131: The Gathering of Strong Ones

  Mo Feng was also extremely uncomfortable with this howling sound, and he hurriedly used his Xuan Li to seal off his heart, or else he would really be injured by this howling sound.

  However, they were still relatively far apart. If they had been closer, given their cultivation level, it's likely that even if they weren't killed by the shockwave, they would have suffered severe injuries.

  Mo Chuan Dao Meng took a big step forward, his entire body's mysterious power surged out like a tsunami, a massive fist shadow formed behind him, the momentum of the punch was as if it could pierce through the sky and shatter the earth.

  "Tongtian Fist, fist breaks through the heavenly gate!"

  The fist shadow flew towards the Silver Spotted Ink Bear with a whistling sound, its momentum shaking all the dry leaves and broken stones along the way into powder, leaving a deep groove several feet long on the ground.

  Fist shadow solidly hit the chest of the silver-striped ink bear, and a crisp sound was heard. The chest of the silver-striped ink bear obviously sank inwards by a large block.

  His entire body flew backward again for hundreds of feet and fell to the ground without moving.

  One punch to kill!

  Mo Feng gazed at Mo Chuan Dao, his heart also filled with shock. The Mo clan was indeed hiding dragons and sleeping tigers, not to be underestimated.

  At this time, dozens of breaths came from afar, one of which was almost identical to Mu Chuan Dao.

  "Haha, Mu Changlao, it's been years since we last met, and your skills are still impressive!"

  Before long, dozens of figures wearing blue shirts appeared in front of Mu Feng and the others. The leader was an old man in a gray robe, who looked kind and benevolent, with flashes of sharp light in his eyes, and an aura that made people's hearts palpitate emanating from his body.

  "It's Elder Liuhe after all." Mu Chuan Dao also cupped his hands in greeting upon seeing the old man.

  However, Mu Feng cast his gaze towards a young man standing behind Liu Chuan. The young man was extremely slender, but his aura was quite powerful, and the dozens of people behind him were all standing respectfully at attention.

  "That person is the most outstanding talent among the younger generation of the Liu clan, named Liu Zhen, and it's said that he has reached the initial stage of the Great Perfection of Form Creation." Mu Hanyu said in a low voice.

  "Mu Feng, I wonder who's stronger between you and him?" Mu Han Qing asked with a smile.

  It seemed that Liu Zhen also sensed the gaze of Mu Feng and others, and he looked up at the two of them, coincidentally meeting Mu Feng's eyes.

  Liu Zhen smiled slightly, showing friendliness, and Mu Feng also responded with a smile.

  "Old Liu, even a fifth-stage demonic beast was injured by your hand. It seems that your strength has made great progress again." Mu Chuan Dao said with a smile.

  "Where? We encountered this monster just as it was leveling up, when it was at its weakest. That's how we managed to defeat it." Ryuugawa said with a wave of his hand.

  The Mu and Liu families had always been on good terms, so the two of them chatted with great joy. After chatting for a while, they left with their respective teams. The silver-spotted ink bear was also taken away by Liu Chuan under the courtesy of the two.

  "Respectful elder, that Liu Zhen's actual strength is quite strong." Murong Feng said.

  "He is indeed very strong among the younger generation of the Liu family, but the Liu family has only produced one person like him, and the others are still in the Nascent Soul stage. To be honest, the Wind Cloud Sect and the Lei family's strength are the most powerful." Mu Chuan Dao said calmly.

  "Oh?"

  Seeing the crowd's interest, Mu Chuan continued: "The strongest among the younger generation of Fengyun Sect is Feng Yunzong's son, Feng Sen. It is said that he is currently in seclusion, impacting the peak of the Form Creation Realm. This time, it was his younger brother, Feng Qing, who had just broken through to the middle stage of the Form Creation Realm. Besides Feng Sen and Feng Qing, there are four others among the younger generation of Fengyun Sect who have reached the Form Creation Realm."

  "The Lei clan's Lei Wei's strength was said to have reached the initial stage of Da Yuan Man, and apart from him, there were three young people in the Lei clan who had also reached the Da Yuan Man."

  Everyone else was also silent, and from Mu Chuan's words, they also learned that the gap between Fengyun Sect and Lei Shi Sect was quite large. This time in Xuanling Temple, it was really unpredictable whether it would be auspicious or ominous. After all, among them, only Mu Han Yu and Mu Kun had reached the Shaping Realm, and it was only a small achievement at the beginning of the Shaping Realm.

  "This is indeed a tricky situation." Mu Feng also shook his head and sighed inwardly.

  According to Mu Feng's current strength, he can fight against a strong opponent in the initial stage of the Shaping Realm, but against a strong opponent in the middle stage of the Shaping Realm, he is not confident. However, he is also confident that if they really fight, he will definitely be able to severely injure his opponent.

  There are only five strong formers in the Fengyun Sect, and the Lei family also has four. This strength is far beyond that of the Mu family.

  But since Mufeng has promised the clan leader to assist Muchanyu, he will do his best, no matter how many difficulties and dangers there are, he cannot let fear arise in his heart.

  A group of people rushed along the mountain road for several days and finally arrived at the Xuanling Temple without any danger.

  A massive mountain peak appeared before the crowd. The Luoxia Mountains stretched for tens of thousands of miles, with countless peaks among them, and this towering peak in front was just one of them.

  A faint wave of energy came from the mountain peak, this wave should be the seal left by the strong man of the Xuanling Temple.

  However, on this mountain peak, surrounded by layers of white mist, this strange mist, although harmless to the human body, can block the energy fluctuations emitted by the seal, no wonder the Xuanling Temple has not been discovered for a long time.

  At the foot of the mountain, people were swarming about, and such a large crowd was indeed frightening for the usually deserted Luoxia Mountains.

  Among them were not only people from other three major forces, but also people from various sects of Tianfeng County, all of whom wanted to enter the Xuanyuan Temple and get a share of the spoils.

  Mufeng looked far away and saw that the Liu family clan was already at the foot of the mountain, chatting with several other groups of people.

  Mo Chuan Dao brought them to the foot of the mountain, where many forces also came to greet him. Mo Chuan Dao responded to each one.

  "The people of the Lei family have also arrived," someone said.

  Suddenly a stir appeared in the crowd, and an old man in black led dozens of young men in black shirts to walk from afar.

  Behind the black-robed elder, the young man who led the way was particularly eye-catching. His figure was more than half a head taller than the other youths, his skin was dark and robust, his muscles showed strong power, and his whole body exuded a fierce aura. Through the discussions of others, Mufeng also knew that the person was Lei Wei.

  "It's only the Wind Cloud Sect left!" Mu Feng sighed in his heart, he had also seen all the young strongmen of the two major sects, and according to their current strength, he should be able to barely cope.

  Just as Mufeng was talking to himself, the old man in black also came before everyone. Mutrans and Liuchuan etc. all greeted this old man one after another.

  From their conversation, Mu Feng also learned that the name of this black-robed old man was Lei Wanshan, who was the great elder of the Lei clan.

  However, Lei Wei behind Leiwanshan did not curiously look around like other young people, but instead chose a place to sit down.

  Before long, people from the Fengyun Sect also arrived.

  A spirited old man in a white robe led dozens of young juniors over, and among them, Mufeng also saw a familiar figure: Zheng Jian. Since the last Qingying Competition, Zheng Jian had also left Mocheng and returned to Fengyun Sect.

  At this time, Zheng Jian was standing behind a young man. The young man was also wearing a white Taoist robe, but he emitted an unspeakable noble aura. His face was extremely delicate and beautiful, and he looked more like a beautiful woman.

  From him, Mufeng also felt a strong aura, Feng Qing, really lives up to his name, Mufeng couldn't help but think of Dongfang Bubai from his past life.