Chapter 4488

"Rumble …" Thunderous sounds were heard again from the huge whirlpool that enveloped the space. Then, the chains of Ming Lu swayed wantonly in the whirlpool like a horned dragon. A feeling that Ming Lu couldn't escape arose from the bottom of everyone's heart.

"Woo …" Amidst the rumbling, the nine-colored clouds surged out. Suddenly, a strange whistling sound came from the clouds. The clouds shrunk rapidly, and a bloody light appeared in the vortex. A meteor that was several feet long flew out from the vortex. This meteor had a bloody tail and crashed into the Yellow Board at lightning speed. "Kacha!" A crisp sound was heard. The name of the last name on the Yellow Board was smashed into pieces. A red light flashed, and a large word that looked like it was written with a bloody brush appeared. "Fortune Gate's Liu Peng".

"Fortune Gate??"

A Confucian cultivator said strangely, "Since when did the Mysterious Yellow Board put a bounty on the disciples of our Confucian sects?

Isn't this nonsense? "

"Not necessarily …" Another Confucian cultivator frowned and said, "Maybe it's a Daoist sect?"

"Brother Situ, are you confused?

Since when did our Hidden Immortal Continent have a Daoist sect? "

"Of course there isn't one on the Hidden Immortal Continent, but it doesn't mean there isn't one in the Pure Land, right?

Those bald donkeys have always indulged Daoist cultivators. Previously, many of the people on the Mysterious Yellow Board were Daoist cultivators living in seclusion in the Pure Land! "

"Hmph, Brother Sima?" Meng Cheng's face had a trace of excitement. He snorted and said, "Have you two brothers forgotten?

Wasn't the one who blocked Duanmu Lianheng's sneak attack in the challenge just now Yuan Ya of the Fortune Gate? "

"Aiyo, that's right, that's right …" The two Confucian cultivators suddenly came to their senses. After all, the saber and fist earlier were too fast, and Yuan Ya's self-introduction did not attract too much attention. If Meng Cheng had not mocked Duanmu Lianheng for being a Fortune Gate disciple, he probably would not have remembered.

"Fortune Gate??"

With Meng Cheng's reminder, in the entire space, more than ten thousand Confucian disciples and hundreds of Confucian cultivator families all looked at Xiao Hua and Yuan Ya. The Fortune Gate's reputation was like the rising sun, revealing a ray of dawn in the three continents!

"Fortune Gate's Liu Peng?"

Xiao Hua was a little confused. He had not expected that the first person to reveal himself would be one of his Fortune Gate's disciples.

However, he had no recollection of Liu Peng's name.

Thinking of this, Xiao Hua glanced at Yuan Ya. Unfortunately, Yuan Ya was as silent as always. He only glanced at the Yellow Board before focusing his attention on Duanmu Lianheng.

"Congratulations, Senior Xiao …" Nan Huaiyue said respectfully. "Fortune Gate's disciple on the ranking list!"

Xiao Hua smiled. He looked at the Profound Yellow Bulletin and the surrounding scholarly cultivator clans and said, "This is the Hunting Bulletin. What's there to be happy about?"

Xiao Hua's voice had yet to land, and Nan Huaiyue had yet to open his mouth. "Woo …" There was another strange whistling sound, and another blood-red meteor flew out from the vortex. It smashed through the rosy clouds, dodged the Ming Lu Chains, and crashed into the Yellow Board. Precisely, the second name that was written upside down shattered, and the name that was revealed was "Fortune Gate's You Buping"!

"Motherf * cker, I understand now!"

Xiao Hua suddenly thought of something, and the corners of his mouth curved into a smile. "These two You Buping and Liu Peng, aren't they You Zhongquan's You Clan and Liu Yi's Liu Clan's disciples?

I'm afraid they have already arrived at the Soaring Dragon Mountain Range, and even … attracted the attention of the immortal palace. That's why the Profound Yellow Bulletin changed! "

Seeing this, Meng Cheng asked curiously, "What's going on?

Why are there two Fortune Gate's disciples in succession?

This Profound Yellow Bulletin … is there something wrong with it? "

Then, he turned to Nan Huaiyue and asked, "Miss Nan, your Star Picking Tower's defensive formation … is fine, right?"

Nan Huaiyue said proudly, "Senior Meng, please rest assured. Even if there is something wrong with the Profound Yellow Bulletin, my Star Picking Tower's defensive formation is absolutely fine …"

"Wuwuwuwu …" Before Nan Huaiyue's voice fell, another violent gust of wind came from the whirlpool. This gust of wind was so sharp that not only did it suppress Nan Huaiyue's voice, but it also filled the entire space.

Then, dozens of blood-red meteors flew out one after another, crazily slamming into the Profound Yellow Bulletin. The entire Profound Yellow Bulletin was distorted, and even Huang Hu, who was below the Profound Yellow Bulletin, let out a mournful wail. "Kacha … Kacha …" Bursts of cracks appeared on the Profound Yellow Bulletin like beans being fried. One by one, the blood-red names were shattered, and brand new names appeared on the Profound Yellow Bulletin.

Although these names were different, they all had the words "Fortune Gate" in front of their heads!

"Wuwuwu …" Everyone was shocked, and a burst of screams that were crazier than the howling of the wind rang out. It actually suppressed the sound of the meteors crashing into the Profound Yellow Bulletin. "How is this possible?

How is this possible??

How is this possible??? "

"A Dao Cultivation Sect actually has so many disciples on the Profound Yellow Bulletin?

This … How is this still called the Profound Yellow Bulletin?

Just call it the Bounty Bulletin! "

"There's definitely something wrong with the Profound Yellow Bulletin. How can it update so many Profound Yellow Bulletin boards at once?"

"Where did this Fortune Gate come from?

How come I've never heard of it before?

How can they have so many disciples? "

"Woo woo …" The crowd exclaimed. The shouts and doubts did not stop. The second wave of wind whistling was heard. The entire whirlpool in the sky turned crimson red. Hundreds of Crimson Stars flew down again. They collided with the Yellow Board even more violently than before. The entire Yellow Board flickered continuously. It was shaking violently as if it was about to collapse!

"Wuwuwu …" Everyone exclaimed again. On the Profound Yellow Bulletin, between the two hundredth and the three hundredth, it was completely occupied by the names of the Fortune Gate's disciples. There were no other Dao Cultivation Sect's disciples at all!

"One hundred and sixty disciples …" Gongshu Jing Ye was a little dumbfounded. He stole a glance at Xiao Hua, who looked calm in the sky, and murmured in a low voice, "Even if they're all Gold Core Realm cultivators, this Fortune Gate is really terrifying!"

How could other Confucian cultivators not think so when Gongshu Jing Ye thought so?

They all looked at Xiao Hua doubtfully, thinking about how to quickly report this matter to the sect.

Unfortunately, their imagination was still too shallow. Just as they were thinking about how to deal with the Fortune Gate, "Wuwuwu …" Another round of meteor shower unexpectedly came. "Boom boom boom …" The Profound Yellow Bulletin was once again smashed into pieces by this meteor shower. One by one, the shining names on the Profound Yellow Bulletin refreshed from the one hundredth to the two hundredth!

What also made the tens of thousands of Confucian cultivators dumbfounded was that these names still carried the brilliance of the Fortune Gate.

"Boom …" All the disciples present went crazy. Gongshu Yi Xin screamed at Gongshu Yi Ming, "Sister, I … am I dreaming?

What … what is going on?

Is the world going to be rewritten? "

"I … I … I don't know!"

Gongshu Yi Ming also stuttered. Now she was also confused. Looking at the shining stars on the Profound Yellow Bulletin, and then looking at the tall and thin figure under the moonlight, and then thinking about what Xiao Hua said to her before, she had already lost her mind.

"Damn it, damn it!"

Murong Congyun's beautiful face also lost its color. At this time, how could she not know what was going on?

Not only did she regret that she thought herself clever, but she also regretted that she didn't catch this little cultivator with infinite potential!

"Two … two hundred and sixty disciples!"

Murong Jiang's face was ashen, and he whispered, "Even if they are all Golden Core disciples, it … it is definitely the biggest sect in the last hundred thousand years!"

Unfortunately, Murong Jiang's heart was very clear that he was just deceiving himself. If it were only Golden Core disciples, the Profound Yellow Order wouldn't have sent them to the Profound Yellow Bulletin!

Among the two hundred and sixty disciples of the Fortune Gate, at least half of them were Nascent Soul disciples. In other words, the Fortune Gate had a total of one hundred and thirty Nascent Soul disciples!

This … was absolutely beyond Murong Jiang's imagination!

However, there was only more astonishment, but no more astonishment. Today was destined to shock the Profound Yellow Order, the Immortal Palace, the entire Hidden Immortal Continent, and all the scholarly families!

"Wuwu …" Nearly one hundred red meteors flew out. This time, although the number of Fortune Gate's disciples was less than one hundred, these hundred people once again disrupted the top one hundred rankings of the Yellow Bulletin. The Great Cang Mountain's Daoist Master Qing Xu, who was originally the first on the Yellow Bulletin, was suddenly pushed down to the ninetieth place. Li Xiang, Xiong Yi, and Prince Lan, who were previously on the Soaring Dragon Mountain Range, were now on the Fortune Gate. Chang Yu's name disappeared, and the other hundred or so names of the other Daoist disciples were also smashed into powder!

Xiong Yi, Prince Lan, and Li Xiang were now in the top three of the Yellow Bulletin!

"Oh, that's good!"

An unknown scholarly cultivator slightly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This old man remembers that Xiong Yi's cultivation is only at the mid-Nascent Soul stage. Although some of these Fortune Gate's disciples are already at the Nascent Soul stage, they have just stepped into the Nascent Soul stage …"

"Even if they are only at the early-Nascent Soul stage, this … there are three hundred Nascent Soul disciples … isn't this too terrifying?" Another scholarly cultivator said.

Meng Cheng's face revealed an indescribable expression as he coldly said, "Two brothers, this old man doesn't know what cultivation Xiong Yi is at, but this old man knows that the Daoist Master Qing Xu is already at the late-Nascent Soul stage. He only needs a little bit of luck to step into the Leaving Aperture stage of the fifth level of origin force. How can he be ranked at the ninetieth place?"

"So …" Murong Jiang said in a deep voice, "Are the eighty Fortune Gate's disciples in front of Daoist Master Qing Xu all at the late-Nascent Soul stage?"

Murong Jiang's gaze swept over Xiao Hua. He knew that if he directly asked Xiao Hua, he would naturally know the answer. Unfortunately, he had already seen Xiao Hua's gradually revealing ferocity. Not to mention him, even if all the scholarly cultivators present stood up and asked Xiao Hua a question, who would dare to say a word?

"This old man knows!"

Gongshu Jingye said, "Because Xiong Yi, Li Xiang, and Prince Lan … are the Fortune Gate's commanders, they are ranked at the very front …"

"How … how much does the Fortune Gate occupy on the Yellow Bulletin?" Duanmu Lianheng asked in a daze.