Chapter 959
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"Feng shui masters? It doesn't matter if they're strong or not. What the sect leader wants to know is who obtained Li Canglan's inheritance, "the leader said.
"We've already identified ten Feng shui masters who are still alive. We've sent people to investigate!"
The leader was silent for a moment before he said, "Don't let any of them go. The sect leader values the inheritance of the Southern Sect. Find these people as soon as possible. Also, Yao Tianshang has taken over Lushan Academy and is currently stationed there. He's obviously planning to make a move against the Northern Sect!"
"Jue? Yao Tianshang? The most powerful person in the world thirty thousand years ago? So what? The sect leader's strength is beyond their comprehension. Don't worry, Eldest Senior Brother! "another Feng shui master said.
"Mm!" The leader nodded.
While the group of brothers were talking, a rumbling sound came from the south.
"What's that sound?" Eldest Senior Brother frowned.
"Rumble!"
The sound from the south was getting closer and closer. It was as if ten thousand horses were galloping toward the Northern Sect.
"Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar!"
A dragon's roar came from the south, and the earth trembled.
Swish! Swish! … … … …
A large number of Feng shui masters gathered in the Northern Sect. They stood in a huge square in the south of the Northern Sect and looked toward the south.
"Is that the sound of the dragon veins? And there's more than one? "Eldest Senior Brother said.
"Roar!"
Finally, after a dragon's roar, the scene in the distance was revealed to the group of Feng shui masters.
It was a huge mountain range. Amid the rumbling sound, the entire mountain range seemed to have come alive and was moving toward the Northern Sect. Four figures stood at one end of the mountain range. It was as if they were standing on a dragon's head.
The mountain range was rolling toward them. That was not all. Behind this mountain range, there were ninety-nine similar mountain ranges moving with a rumbling sound.
Yan Chuan and his group were at the top of the mountain range.
Under the control of Feng Yinyang, a hundred mountain ranges swept over like a river. Wherever they passed, the earth trembled and soil flew into the sky.
"A hundred dragon veins?" A Feng shui master's expression changed.
"Riding a hundred dragons? What a powerful Feng Shui master! "Another Northern Sect Feng Shui master exclaimed.
"They don't come with good intentions. Defend!" Eldest Senior Brother's expression changed.
About a hundred Feng Shui masters lined up in a line. Suddenly, they squatted down and stretched out their right hands. A yellow aura suddenly emerged from their right hands. Everyone thrust their palms into the ground! It was inserted into the soil.
"Dragon, come!" Eldest Senior Brother shouted coldly.
"Ang!" "Ang!"
Suddenly, a deafening dragon roar came from behind the feng shui masters.
"Rumble!"
The earth churned as streaks of yellow light shot out.
The yellow light rushed in front of everyone and suddenly broke out of the ground, forming hundreds of yellow dragons that bared their fangs and brandished their claws. The hundreds of yellow dragons were all thousands of feet long, and all of them glared angrily at the south. A fierce and violent aura surged forward.
The Northern Sect was similar to the Southern Sect in that it was a holy land for feng shui cultivators. It had countless dragon veins, and as long as a disciple summoned them, the dragon veins would gather and serve as a weapon for feng shui masters.
The hundred dragons roared. Under the control of the Feng Shui masters, they angrily rushed towards the hundred mountain ranges coming from the south.
"Boom!"
The hundred mountain ranges came to a sudden stop.
"Ang!"
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