ay of heaven is incomplete, and the path to immortality is closed!Several cultivators at the peak of the Transcending Tribulation stage and several powerful figures from divine clans were engaged in a..."Bang"

The two bodies were still warm.

Just like that, Wang Li casually tossed him onto the ground.

The crowd fell silent, watching the scene unfold before them. A chill ran down their spines, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over them on a frigid winter day.

That's too cruel.

Without any reason,

Just killing people like this casually.

It's like I stepped on two ants.

One of them was even a young girl, only sixteen or seventeen years old.

"Hmm, what expressions are you guys making"

"How come they all look like they've lost their mothers"

"Smile for me"

Wang Qiming said impatiently.

No one responded in the vast hall.

He sneered cruelly again:

"Master Li, since these people won't listen, have ten more people killed to show them."

"Tonight, I will let them know what happens to those who disobey me."

"Whoosh"

Wang Li waved his hand.

Terrifying spiritual power surged out,

In the blink of an eye,

Ten more bodies, cold and lifeless, lay scattered across the scene.

There are even two Martial Gods among them.

Still utterly powerless, slaughtered like a pig.

Upon seeing this scene,

Most people in the scene couldn't hold back anymore,

At this moment, Wang Qiming is like a devil in their eyes.

Even Huang Tianlong and the others were shocked looking at Wang Qiming. This second-generation ancestor of the Wang family actually had such a ruthless heart.

"Hee hee hee"

"Hee hee hee"

"Hehehe"

A group of people forced stiff smiles onto their faces.

"A good servant must obey, that is how they live a long life."

Wang Qiming nodded with satisfaction.

At this time,

Zhao Ji and Lin Chen couldn't hold back any longer. They stood up and asked in a deep voice:

"Who exactly are you"

"You brought us here, and immediately began to kill and intimidate at will. What is your purpose"

Wang Qiming glanced at the two people, and asked with a smile:

"I presume you two are the heads of the two great immortal dao families, right"

"Not bad"

Both nodded at the same time.

"Who I am, you don't need to know for now. Just know that I am someone you can't afford to mess with."

Wang Qiming chuckled softly and said again in a light tone:

"As for tonight, I gathered you all here because I want to establish a Kunlun Alliance and sincerely invite everyone to join the alliance. From now on, the entire Kunlun will become one big family."

"As for me, Wang Mou, I am not talented enough. I will just take the position of leader first."

Upon saying this,

The entire audience was in an uproar.

Their words are so transparent, how could they not see through it.

It even wants to unify Kunlun.

Kunlun is the Mountain of Ten Thousand Gods and one of the four sacred martial arts sites in China.

It not only gathers the four great immortal Dao families, but also countless first-rate sects.

"The Kunlun Mountains are in full bloom, and even when our four great immortal clans were at their peak, we never imagined such an alliance."

"Besides, even if it were as you say and an alliance was needed, the leader of the alliance would have to be elected by a vote."

"As an outsider and not from the Kunlun clan, you're highly unlikely to ever become the Alliance Leader, aren't you"

Zhao Ji said with a gloomy face.

As the head of the Zhao family,

His skill has reached the peak of the virtual realm at the pinnacle of martial arts.

...and there is a large family background behind it, so at present, there is no need to fear.

And when the others saw Zhao Ji step forward, they too felt a surge of courage and vented their pent-up frustration.

"Master Zhao, I'm afraid there might be a misunderstanding between us."

Wang Qiming's mouth twitched slightly.

"I know where you're from, but this isn't the spirit world. You want to unify Kunlun as soon as you arrive That's too ambitious."

Zhao Ji said coldly.

Wang Qiming remained silent, waving his hand gently.

"Whoosh"

After achieving the late stage of the Divine Transformation, Wang Li's figure instantly vanished from its original location.

The next moment.

He appeared before Zhao Ji, his fist gleaming with gold, and struck towards Zhao Ji with full force.

Zhao Ji's pupils constricted.

Immediately unleash the powerful martial arts skills to counterattack.

Even though he was at the peak of the illusory realm, he wasn't a match. After barely resisting two moves, he was pierced through the chest by a single punch.

"Poof poof~"

Blood gushed from Zhao Ji's mouth.

He widened his eyes, staring intently at Wang Qiming, who was sneering on stage. He then glanced at Wang Li before him, finally shifting his gaze to Zhao Kunkun, his son, who stood unmoving in the distance, lost in a daze.

"Uh uh"

Zhao Ji opened his mouth, wanting to say something to his son, but nothing came out. As soon as he opened his mouth, a large amount of blood flowed out.

"Pfft~"

Wang Li drew his arm out with a cold and ruthless expression.

Zhao Ji fell straight to the ground.

Before death,

His eyes were fixed on Li Chen, filled with bitterness and pleading.

Li Chen's heart trembled violently. Before he could react,

Just then, a group of Zhao family martial artists roared frantically and charged at Wang Li with reckless abandon.

"You killed my clan's leader, we will fight you to the death!"

"I want your blood as retribution."

"Bang"

"Bang"

"Bang"

This group of Zhao family martial artists were very powerful, but when facing Wang Li in the later stage of the Nascent Soul realm, they were simply no match.

Between two rounds,

Even if it meant spilling all his blood there, staining the hotel's wooden floor red.

"Uncle by father's side, older cousin, second cousin"

Zhao Kun looked down at the bodies of his clansmen, his eyes red with grief.

He instinctively grabbed his weapon, ready to fight to the death.

But he was caught by Li Chen.

He knew exactly what the dying old friend's pleading eyes meant. It was a request for him to protect Zhao Kunkun well.

"My goodness, this is the Zhao family, a renowned clan of immortals I never expected them to be so pathetic."

At that moment, Wang Qiming on stage suddenly let out a feigned cry of surprise.

"So be it, so be it. It's just a few more trash people dying, it doesn't matter."

Wang Qiming shook his head.

With another light smile, he looked at the crowd in the field and asked:

"Alright now, everyone, if you have any objections to what I just said, please feel free to raise them. I, Wang [Last Name], really hope that everyone will share their opinions."

Of course, if you all have no objections, then this is settled for tonight. All that's left is to enjoy some good drinks and food.

At this moment,

A deathly silence hung in the air.

Li Chen forcibly controlled Zhao Kun, his eyes flashing constantly.

Li Wu-Shuang's eyes narrowed slightly, lost in thought.

It seems I must leave now, no matter what, I cannot let it unify Kunlun.

The old monk at Kunlun Sheng Miao had a gloomy expression, just about to get up and say something,

And just then,

"Bang"

The grand ballroom's doors were suddenly kicked open from the outside.

"Tap, tap, tap"

A man with deep-set eyes and a tall, slender frame walked in slowly.

This sudden scene astonished everyone present.

When they saw the person's face clearly, they all gasped in surprise.

> Even more people couldn't help but exclaim:

It was him.

"He is the king of spoken word, Lin Feng."

"What "King of Tongue Twisters," this is clearly the Great Demon King, Lin Feng."

After a brief gasp,

A group of people began to murmur again, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

"Damn, what's the situation Lin Da Ma Wang seems to be coming in strong. Isn't he here to sweep the stage"

"That's possible, but even the formidable Lord Lin wouldn't be a match for that Li Shu, would he"

"That's right, Li Shu is too strong, unfathomable, even the Zhao family head is like slaughtering a chicken."

Finally here

Lin Wu's eyes flashed, and she was about to get up to greet him.

And just then,

Lin Feng remained expressionless, stomping down with one foot.

"Shut up all of you"

"Boom boom boom"

The entire hotel building swayed violently, with cracks nearly half a meter wide splitting the ground. Everyone in the scene was thrown off balance and filled with terror.

"Who is Wang Li Come out here!"

Lin Feng's expression turned cold.ke me to translate!The audience was in an uproar.The White-Shirt Sword Venerable was one of the ancient heroes.... However, because of the schemes of the Murong clan, he was besieged by powerful demon...