Xu Qingluo smiled and said, "Master, can't you bear it?"
"It's too cruel." Xu Zhijian sighed.
Xu Qingluo said: "Uncle, you don't know how powerful they are and how much trouble they can cause in the future."
"...Same." Xu Zhijian nodded helplessly.
If this were not the case, Fakong would not be so ruthless and directly take away the whole nest of Wentian Sect and take them all to Xingnan Peak.
Xu Qingluo sighed with emotion: "This time I almost fell into the hands of Wentianfeng. That god is so powerful. Without the Buddha beads blessed by Master, I really can't stop it."
"What is your master going to do?" Xu Zhijian said with a smile.
Xu Qingluo pointed to the sky and lowered her voice: "We have to confront the one above."
Xu Zhijian nodded slowly and suppressed his smile: "Okay, the people from Dayun don't have to follow. Just let the disciples of the Holy Cult send the disciples of Wentian Sect over."
"That couldn't be better." Xu Qingluo smiled.
She was also secretly wary of Dayun's more than 240 great masters.
There is nothing wrong with Zhou Wenjing, but the same cannot be said for the remaining four masters. It is inevitable that someone will have other ideas.
Xu Zhijian glanced at the foot of the Great Bright Peak, shook his head and said, "It's quite dangerous now, and your master is also very courageous."
He actually allowed so many great masters from Dayun to arrive at the Great Bright Peak together.
Doesn't Fakong know that these great masters belong to Dayun, and they have always been grudges against Great Guangming Peak, and they wish they could break through Great Guangming Peak?
Now that there are so many of them arriving together, how can they not be impulsive?
Xu Qingluo smiled and said: "Do they really dare to rush in?"
"All the great masters of the Holy Sect put together are not as numerous as them." Xu Zhijian shook his head and said, "Do you think they dare?"
Xu Qingluo said: "I don't dare."
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Under the Great Bright Peak, hundreds of people were distributed in clusters.
Some are disciples of the same sect who gather together, and some are friends who gather together. The disciples of the four major sects both compete with and make friends with each other.
There are many people who are friends with each other.
After all, we are all like a dragon and a phoenix among people, and it is easy to feel sympathy for each other.
Several people gathered around Zhou Wenjing, constantly looking at the Great Guangming Peak.
Wen Zixuan smiled and said: "Palace Master, Daguangming Peak looks no different from before."
"Do you think there should be a difference?" Zhou Wenjing stood with her hands behind her hands and looked at the Great Bright Peak with a calm expression.
Wen Zixuan looked up and down the Great Bright Peak and said with emotion: "The Great Bright Peak is the most important level for our Great Cloud masters, not only in terms of position, but also in the heart."
"We all want to cross the Great Bright Peak." Zhou Wenjing nodded.
Wen Zixuan said: "Palace Master, this is a good opportunity."
Zhou Wenjing turned to look at him.
Wen Zixuan smiled: "We have more than 240 great masters, but what about Great Guangming Peak? I'm afraid there are not even 200 great masters in the entire Guangming Holy Religion, right?"
Zhou Wenjing nodded.
Wen Zixuan said: "If we rush in at once, can the Great Bright Peak stop us?"
His words made several people around him get ready to move, their eyes lit up, and they stared at the Great Bright Peak.
Among these great masters, most of them still cannot break through the Great Guangming Peak, and they have never been able to break through the Great Guangming Peak.
"Don't mess around." Zhou Wenjing said calmly.
Wen Zixuan said: "Don't you want to give it a try, Master?"
"We are here to see people off, not to invade the Great Guangming Peak." Zhou Wenjing said calmly: "Don't create extraneous matters."
"But the Emperor didn't say you can't break into the Great Bright Peak." Wen Zixuan said.
Some of the people around me agreed, and some objected.
"Old Wen, don't mess around." Zheng Chunfeng, a master of Wuji Sect, shook his head: "Do you think the Holy Sect of Light is a fool?"
"They are not stupid, but they are not very smart either!" Wen Zixuan said with a smile: "Don't take the Guangming Holy Sect too seriously."
Zheng Chunfeng said: "Old Wen, why is it that the Great Guangming Peak is not as if it is facing a formidable enemy, but is instead a loose group?"
Wen Zixuan said: "Maybe it's because they know they can't stop it, so they simply don't block it, so as not to die in vain!"
Zheng Chunfeng laughed and shook his head, too lazy to say more.
The grand master's momentum can be sensed miles away. With so many grand masters on his side, the momentum is even more earth-shattering.
No matter how slow you are, you can still spot the Great Guangming Peak and mobilize the experts in time.
But now it is a loose group. There are only a few dozen great masters on the Great Bright Peak, and they are vulnerable to their attacks.
This seems to be exactly what Wen Zixuan said: he knew he was outmatched and simply refused to fight.
If you don’t understand the Holy Religion of Light, you can guess like this. Anyone who knows a little bit about Holy Religion of Light will know that this is absolutely impossible.
Disciples of the Guangming Holy Cult would rather break than bend, and are stubborn and stubborn. As long as it is right, they will insist on it no matter what the situation.
They will never dare to take action just because they are inferior in strength.
There is no movement now. It must be because they have received some news in advance, or in other words, the great masters who are sure of Dayun do not dare to attack.
You must have something to rely on, but what exactly do you rely on?
The most likely possibility is that Divine Monk Fa Kong is at Great Guangming Peak.
Wen Zixuan looked at Zhou Wenjing: "Palace Master, is the sacred monk at Great Guangming Peak?"
Zhou Wenjing shook her head: "Who knows."
Zheng Chunfeng glanced at Wen Zixuan and shook his head secretly. This old Wen is full of bad ideas. He knows everything but pretends to be ignorant and instigates others to take action.
An old man in gray robe couldn't help but speak, and said slowly: "You have to deal with us people, and you have to use the divine monk to take action yourself? Have you never thought about Zhu Sima?"
Everyone's expressions suddenly changed.
Those who were around Zhou Wenjing at that time had not seen Zhu Ni's power, but most people had seen Zhu Ni's strength.
A wonderful tune makes people fascinated, and no amount of great masters can stop it.
The great masters of Wentian Sect couldn't stop it, and neither could they themselves. Facing this sound-killing technique, having more people was useless.
Next to Zhu Ni was Lin Feiyang. Lin Feiyang's light kung fu was unparalleled and they could not besiege him.
Lin Feiyang took Zhu Ni with him, and Zhu Ni played the jade flute. It was useless no matter how many of them there were, they could only be beaten obediently.
Zhou Wenjing glanced at the old man in gray robe and shook her head.
The old man in gray robe smiled sheepishly: "This subordinate is talking too much."
Zhou Wenjing shook her head and said, "Don't cause unnecessary problems."
"Yes." Everyone nodded solemnly.
Thinking of Zhu Ni, their faces became heavy.
The terror of Fakong lies in the unknown, but the terror of Zhu Ni is known. They thought that it would be difficult for them to stop Zhu Ni.
"Actually, to deal with the sound-killing technique, it should be attack against attack." Wen Zixuan said: "There are people who are better than Zhu Sima, and then use the roar to break it, it is very easy."
"Zhu Sima's cultivation is profound, who can beat her?"
"Master Zhou?"
"I'm not as good as her." Zhou Wenjing said: "Maybe she has to be the supreme elder of each sect."
Everyone was silent again.
What he said obviously meant that even the elders and heads of the major sects could not suppress Zhu Ni.
"If we want to go to Daqian, we have to get rid of this girl." Wen Zixuan sighed.
Everyone nodded slowly.
Zhou Wenjing glanced at him and said nothing.
"Kill her?" The old man in gray robe said angrily: "Don't forget whose woman she is!"
Wen Zixuan shut his mouth angrily.
Lin Feiyang's woman, and Lin Feiyang is Fakong's attendant.
Therefore, Fakong's magical power can cover her body. It is almost impossible to kill her. Fakong can predict the danger in advance.