Princess Huarong was released by Zhang Xing. Although she was dissatisfied, she was helpless.
She was trapped in the secret chamber of the Dragon Island and was uneasy.
She even had a fearful thought. Would Zhang Xing hate her and kill her?
But after thinking about it, she felt that it was not possible. The ancestor and Zhang Xing had agreed to meet at the Peak Peak Mountain. Zhang Xing would not do that.
When she came out of the Dragon Island and saw that they had come out of the Hell Mountain Range and destroyed the Tantra Sect, she could not help but tremble.
Zhang Xing was too strong. Those who offended him did not have a good ending.
He destroyed other people's sects just because of a disagreement. This was a classic example of someone who could not be provoked!
On the morning of the eighth day, sixty new elders were busy building the other palaces of the sect.
Suddenly, there was a storm in the distance. Waves of earth-shattering war drums resounded in the sky.
Flags fluttered in the sky. Huge battleships pierced through the clouds and headed towards the Sky Dragon Sect.
The left and right sides of the battleships were inlaid with gems. There were two pink flowers on both sides of the word.
Joyous Flower Sect!
Princess Huarong's expression changed.
"Zhang Xing is too good at causing trouble. Everywhere he goes, there is a storm of blood!"
She heard that the Joyous Flower Sect was coming to seek revenge. She also knew what kind of sect the Joyous Flower Sect was.
"If you don't have a strong heart when you are with him, you will be scared out of your mind sooner or later."
Although Princess Huarong worshipped the strong, following Zhang Xing, who was a different kind of strong person, was really unbearable.
At this moment, she really wanted to return to the ancestor's side. This place was too dangerous!
"They are finally here!"
Xiu Wuxiang and the rest put down their work and gathered around Zhang Xing. Their eyes were filled with nervousness and worry.
This was the official start of the war with the Joyous Flower Sect.
"Zhang Xing, you little brat, come out and die!"
Before the figure arrived, the voice had already arrived.
A charming yet murderous voice came from the battleship.
"Come out and die!"
As the voice fell, the entire sky was filled with the cold shouts of the female disciples of the Joyous Flower Sect.
From the sound of it, there were at least thousands of people shouting in unison.
Among them, the three largest battleships were clearly different from the others. One of the battleships had the symbol of a sun and a moon, with a crescent moon enveloping the sun.
The words Yin and Yang were inlaid in the middle of the sun.
The symbol of the second ship was a huge skull of a demonic beast. There were no words on it.
The third ship only had a giant eye on its hull, and there were no words on it.
Seeing this scene, many Sect Masters, Patriarchs, and elite disciples who had heard the news in the distance all paled.
"Yin Yang Sect, Skull Sect, Evil Eye Sect!"
Who would have thought that the Joyous Flower Sect would invite the three strongest sects in the north?
Furthermore, judging from the figures standing on the battleships, these three sects were all elders. There were no less than a thousand people in each sect.
The combination of the three sects was enough to flatten any first-rate force in the Fifth Heaven.
It seemed that the Joyous Flower Sect didn't just want to use Zhang Xing as a sacrifice. They also wanted to intimidate the whole world.
If they couldn't crush Zhang Xing with absolute superiority this time, then the Joyous Flower Sect's position in the future would be in jeopardy.
Even a group of youngsters from the Fourth Heaven couldn't suppress them, let alone the other sects in the Fifth Heaven.
Especially those who called themselves righteous sects. They couldn't stand the Joyous Flower Sect's loose women causing chaos in the world. They had long wanted to get rid of them.
However, the Joyous Flower Sect's relationships were complicated. There were always elders or Patriarchs of super sects who would speak up for them.
This made those righteous sects not dare to act blindly without thinking.
As time passed, the Joyous Flower Sect's strength grew stronger and stronger. They had grown into a towering tree in the north. At this time, it was even more difficult to get rid of them.
Among the crowd of onlookers, Patriarch Red Eyes, Patriarch Mountain Elf, and a dozen other demonic beasts of the Hell Mountain Range didn't express shock at the three sects.
They were most interested in Zhang Xing's giant dragon.
In other words, they hoped to see the giant dragon and the sects suffer losses.
Then, they would be able to sit back and reap the benefits. After all, being able to drink the blood of a giant dragon was every demonic beast's lifelong wish.
On a mountain further away, Patriarch Blue Qilin, Patriarch Ju Qiong, and a dozen other super demonic beasts of the Hell Mountain Range lazily looked in the direction of Zhang Xing.
Originally, Patriarch Blue Qilin wasn't interested in watching the show. However, he couldn't resist the incitement of the other Patriarchs.
In any case, these old fellows had nothing to do. There weren't many things in the Fifth Heaven that could arouse their interest.
However, the appearance of sixty dragons made them realize that the Fifth Heaven might be in chaos from today onwards. There would be a storm of blood and carnage everywhere.
"I dare to bet that the Yin Yang Sect, Skull Sect, and Evil Eye Sect won't be a match for those dragons."
An ancestor who resembled both a horse and a dragon said.
"Old Brother Dragon Horse, you seem to have a lot of confidence in those dragons."
Patriarch Ju Qiong laughed.
"Old Brother Ju Qiong, it's not like you don't know the combat strength of the dragon race. Don't be fooled by the fact that they have just entered the Fifth Heaven. They will continue to grow stronger in battles of blood and fire. It won't be long before they are stronger than us."
Patriarch Dragon Horse said calmly.
The other Patriarchs snorted at Patriarch Dragon Horse's words.
All of them had a look of disbelief on their faces.
"Old Brother Dragon Horse, aren't you exaggerating a little too much? We have experienced tens of thousands of years to reach our current cultivation. It won't be easy for those dragons to surpass us."
An Patriarch who looked like a rabbit but had a lion's mouth said.
"Old Brother Lion Rabbit, I didn't say that those dragons would surpass us immediately. Why are you arguing with me?"
Patriarch Dragon Horse's face darkened as he said unhappily.
"You clearly mean immediately!"
Patriarch Lion Rabbit said coldly.
"What's wrong, Old Brother Lion Rabbit? Are you itching for a beating?"
"What's wrong, Old Brother Dragon Horse? Are you trying to beat me up because you can't outtalk me?"
"So what if we fight? You're not convinced? Look at you. You look neither like a lion nor a rabbit!"
"I've never been convinced by you. You're so good. You're the kind of trash that dragons don't like horses!"
"…"
Patriarch Dragon Horse and Patriarch Lion Rabbit could not agree with each other, so they started to quarrel nose-to-nose.
None of the other Patriarchs went over to mediate the fight. They either narrowed their eyes and looked in Zhang Xing's direction or held a treasure to study it attentively.
As long as they could gather together, such a situation would definitely happen. It would either be Zhang San arguing with Li Si or Wang Er arguing with Zhao Lu.
However, they were all talking. It was basically impossible for them to fight. Their strength was about the same and no one could win. They had been fighting for thousands of years and stopped when they got old.
At this moment, Zhang Xing felt the pressure from the hundreds of battleships and couldn't help but sneer in his heart. 'You want to use this little bit of power to make me, Zhang Xing, feel fear?
You guys are thinking too much! '
Although he didn't know which sect the three largest battleships belonged to, he could sense from their aura that they were a group of late-stage Fifth Heaven Divine Realm people.