Seeing Emperor Xuan's hand once again holding up the silver sword with blood on it, and the bright sun underneath, all the tribesmen's eyes turned red, and they felt their heartbeats stop.
They couldn't believe that their great elder was so powerful, how could he be so easily...
Their sect leader Jun has disappeared. If something unexpected happens to the great elder, what will happen to the Yanyang clan without a leader?
"Hahaha..."
Seeing him approaching the murderous Emperor Xuan step by step, Grand Elder Jun Mo suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed. He stretched out his right hand and hit himself hard on the heart. "Pfft!" Blood spurted out in an instant, and the scene was so tragic.
"Great Elder, don't..."
At the moment, madness was coming from all over the place. The Yanyang disciples who wanted to support Jun Mo were all blocked by the Yunwu clansmen, unable to take a step closer to the frightened great elder in front of them. However, when they saw the actions of their great elder,
They were all shocked. Their great elder was... this was...
"Use my blood as a sacrifice and my life as a witness to summon the power of heaven and earth to restrain my enemy's strength and stop my enemy's steps..."
Grand Elder Jun Mo's hands continued to draw various complicated symbols toward the scorching sun in the sky, and at the same time, he recited the oldest spell and contract in the world.
In an instant, the sky and the earth were centered around Elder Yanyang, and the golden light of the scorching sun continued to emerge, tightly surrounding Jun Mo in the center.
"not good!"
Seeing this situation, Emperor Yunwu Xuan, who had been so arrogant just now, suddenly became somber that he could shed water.
Damn it, this Yanyang Junmo did not hesitate to use his own life to curse the Yunwu clan with the power of heaven and earth.
Once he discovered what Jun Mo had done in front of him, Emperor Xuan had no time to worry about the fact that there were disciples of his Yunwu clan in Dingfang on the cliff mountain. He used all his internal energy crazily, constantly transforming into countless wind blades, and thundering towards them.
The golden light that surrounded Jun Mo struck him.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The two powerful forces continued to collide fiercely in the air, making the sound of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking.
I don't know how long it took, but the scorching golden light that originally surrounded Elder Yanyang slowly dissipated.
At this time, silence returned to the world. Centered on the fight between the two, the ground sunk deeply. Everyone could see two figures lying and sitting inside.
After talking about this thousand-year history between the two major clans, the four people in the Yunwu Hall remained silent, each with their own thoughts in mind.
Among them, Venerable Xuantian, who was responsible for the narration, was already in tears.
"Girl, you should now understand the grudges between our two clans?"
"Yeah!" I don't know why, but after hearing this, Zi Qing felt a little heavy in her heart. She thought about it for a moment and then said.
"Then there was still no trace of the two sect masters Jun Tianyou and Xuan Wanyao in the end?"
Hearing Zi Qing's words, a flash of appreciation flashed in Jun Haoyu's eyes. Yes, this question is quite to the point.
"No!"
The unprovoked indulgence of the two clan masters has become an unsolvable mystery between the two clans for thousands of years.
Holding back the doubts in her heart, Zi Qing raised her head and glanced at the people present who were looking at her at the same time.
"The grudge between the Yunwu and Yanyang clans thousands of years ago is indeed suspicious and puzzling, but what makes the little girl even more puzzling is that I am not from your noble clan. I am telling you in detail today, what exactly do you think?