At the same time, within the sea of clouds, above a floating palace.
The rhyme of the song was steady, and I watched the clouds and mist in front of me swirl and change. However, my eyes were completely unfocused and indifferent.
He is a fiery person, but now he has a somewhat cold temperament, just like Yun Gong at this time——
It’s extremely bleak and deserted!
In the past, disciples of the Lingyun Sect could be seen everywhere, finding places to practice and study martial arts and spiritual techniques in this Cloud Palace.
At this time, at a glance, there were only three or five people scattered around. Most of them were absent-minded and looked worried.
It wasn't until Yan Feibai walked up behind her that Ge Hanyun's eyes regained some of their energy.
"Is the discussion over?"
You can tell by seeing Yan Feibai standing here right now, so this sentence is just a subconscious inquiry.
Ge Hanyun turned around, but her expression was still a bit dazed.
“So, Master Lingweizi’s uncle and Master Long Ruo’s have really perished on Shangxiao Mountain?”
"yes!"
Yan Feibai nodded, his expression more calm than a few days ago.
"Not only our master uncle, but also the 460-level Taoist soldiers of our Lingyun Sect and the two thousand accompanying monks all died. It is said that Master Longruo was killed by the demon king with a casual sword, along with a ninth-level monk from the Shangxiao Sect.
Uncle Master, I have hated that Zong Shou all my life. But in the end, it is said that the demon king did not even look at him. He killed the uncle, just by the way. On the contrary, Han Nishui was killed by the demon king.
Deeply hated, cut in half and died——"
Ge Hanyun didn't know what Yan Feibai meant by what he said. It sounded like ridicule, but there was no hint of ridicule in his tone.
However, at this time, she had no intention of holding any grudge against this uncle whom she had only met a few times.
Probably since Long Ruo was angry because of his own mistakes, resented due to jealousy, and lost his normal mind, he was destined to have this result.
With an inaudible sigh, Ge Hanyun continued to ask: "What did the elders say?"
"The leader has just abdicated! I will face the wall for nine hundred years as punishment for my mistakes."
When the words fell, several bells rang out from the Cloud Palace. It was majestic and majestic, but at this time, it made the already deserted palace even more desolate.
This was the final sound announcing that Lingyun Sect had become the leader. Yan Feibai made up his mind before saying again: "My ancestor, Uncle Mad Master, will take charge of Lingyun. I am the chief disciple and candidate for the next leader."
Lingyun Sect will also withdraw from East Linyun Continent starting today. The sect’s intention is to have a talk with the demon king of Qiantian Mountain——"
Ge Hanyun suddenly realized that the so-called "talk" meant seeking peace.
At this time, Lingyun Sect no longer has the power to resist Qian Tianshan!
Thinking of Yunlu in the east, I felt chilled all over.
——There are Lingyun Sect, with nearly two dozen outer disciples, as well as disciples’ families, all intertwined.
With this retreat, all the elites of Lingyun Sect for thousands of years will be wasted.
Thinking of the tragic death of the two thousand fellow disciples on Shangxiao Mountain, Ge Hanyun couldn't help but feel sad, and said angrily: "Is it possible that there are no bones left of those two thousand fellow disciples on Shangxiao Mountain, so let's just forget about it?"
In my heart, I still admire Zong Shou deeply, and I am also pleased with my own vision.
The young man who humiliated a sect on Danling Mountain with one sword was indeed extraordinary.
As expected, the body with two veins, the barrier between heaven and man, and the body with a broken soul couldn't stop him——
Two years later, the demon king finally soared into the sky and dominated the world!
But in my chest, I just felt abnormally dull.
"After all, it was me, the Lingyun Sect, who planned the plan first! And in this world, big fists are the truth. Now in Qian Tianshan, the fists are bigger than ours!"
Yan Feibai shook his head slightly, knowing that his junior sister was just using this opportunity to vent her anger. Most likely, she still had no intention of being hostile to that person.
After watching Ge Hanyun calm down, Yan Feibai spoke again with an indifferent expression.
"Even if you want revenge, this is not the time. You and I are the only direct disciples of the sect, and we have the responsibility to pass on the tradition and protect the sect. Now we not only need to make peace with Qian Tianshan, but also need to find a way to use it It’s his strength. If possible, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to serve under his command——”
Ge Hanyun's eyebrows were raised, and her eyes were full of surprise and disbelief.
"Half a day ago, seventeen of the sect families in Donglin were destroyed by Xueyunqi. There were four other families that were destroyed by the devil! Now outside the cloud world, there are countless demon sect monks, and even some The Lingfu sect is also watching with eager eyes."
Up to this point, Yan Feibai's expression still hadn't changed at all, as if he was treating this crisis that could destroy Qian Tianshan and the sect and people at any time as nothing.
"It's okay for our sect to celebrate the festival with Qian Tianshan. If that demon king doesn't speak up, who in this world would dare to help me, Ling Yun?"
Ge Hanyun's face suddenly turned pale. This last sentence made her suddenly wake up.
At this time, the strength of Qiantian Mountain has reached this point——
Without the permission of the Demon King, who would dare to help Ling Yun in the Holy Land?
As for the Holy Land Sect, I'm afraid I have to ask, what's the benefit of helping you reach the clouds?
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On a remote mountain range, there were loud explosions, causing the spiritual energy here to surge endlessly.
Hundreds of thousands of people gathered here, beating drums and making noise. Most of them were wearing messy clothes and armor, and the array was not very neat.
However, the densely packed soldiers gathered here, and the momentum was extremely majestic.
Beneath the mountainside, Yin Yang caressed the bloody spurge in his hand and looked at him coldly with a calm expression.
These soldiers and horses are all the lords of the nearby cities, and they gathered here spontaneously. In fact, apart from building a strong momentum, they do not have much use, but they are just used to show their surrender to Qiantian Mountain.
At this time, dozens of spiritual masters who followed were manipulating twenty fifth-level Yuan Mie Shen Crossbows to bombard them in turn.
The seemingly indestructible spiritual formation was now full of cracks.
It only takes another half-quarter of an hour to blast it open. Even if the mountain finally holds up, the two thousand and four hundred Blood Cloud Riders under his command are enough to forcefully smash the mountain open!
There are three hundred people in the Blood Cloud Cavalry. If they are commanded by seventh-level monks, they can compete with ninth-level warriors. But if there are more than a thousand people, their strength can reach the spiritual realm.
Unfortunately, at this time, the seventh-level monks among the Blood Riders were still just him and Zong Yuan.
In order to prevent others from taking advantage of the situation, they could only separate the two teams and let him and Zong Yuan take command respectively and kill the clans one by one.
The speed is also much slower than expected. The hidden strength and means of most aristocratic families and sects are far beyond their appearance.
Take the Yuntan Sect in front of you, for example, a small sect with less than three hundred people. Who would have thought that its mountain-protecting formation could be so strong?
However, Yin Yang only felt eager to try, with a little impatience in his eyes. The blood in his body also burned, making his blood boil and unable to control himself.
This is the first time that the fighting spirit is so strong.
After entering the seventh level of this path, your accumulation has been exhausted. As your practice progresses, it will slow down.
But that day, Zong Shou united and gathered everyone's strength to resist the master Shenxiao.
The whole person's soul seemed to have been refined and refined. The subsequent cleansing of the essence, cutting of the marrow, and the reshaping of the muscles and bones were even more surprising.
Most of the Blood Cloud Riders still have toxins in their bodies, so the effects are not yet apparent at this time.
Yin Yang's cultivation has shown signs of loosening, and he seems to be on the verge of a breakthrough.
"Lord Du Tong, you seem a little anxious today?"
There was an inquiry from the side. Yin Yang turned around and saw that it was Lingfa Kong who was in charge of more than a hundred spiritual masters and came with him.
Frowning, Yin Yang also knew that his mood was indeed a little abnormal. He nodded and said, "I am indeed anxious! Your Majesty's wedding is about to happen, but these sects have not been wiped out yet, so you are anxious?"
He had watched with his own eyes how Miss Yiren and Zong Shou came together. How could they not be here when they were getting married?
Lingfa Kong was also stunned, and inadvertently, the child at the time had become an adult.
Two years ago, I didn't think that he could live to adulthood or even his wedding day in this cruel and troubled world.
I missed it once, and I will never miss it the second time.
"These sects are really stubborn!"
With the current momentum of Qiantian Mountain and the reputation of the Bloody Cloud Cavalry, only 60% of these sects choose to flee Donglin, and the remaining 20% directly choose to serve Qiantian to preserve the Lingshan Taoism. The rest are like this Yun Tan
Zong asked himself how confident the sect was, but they all chose to huddle inside the mountain gate and wait.
I don't know if he is really stupid, or if he is too confident in the strength of his own sect.
"Is this Yuntan Sect really ridiculous? It actually expects those sects that are helping them to come to their aid?"
As far as Ling Fakong knows, there are three sects nearby that are almost different from the Yun Tan Sect, and they are truly connected with the same spirit.
However, just half an hour ago, two of these three sects had already escaped. The remaining ones had also surrendered and were willing to be governed by Qiantian Mountain.
In his eyes, Yun Tanzong's move was nothing more than an attempt to raise his own self-esteem. He wanted to weaken the Xue Yunqi's edge, and then win a more transcendent status in Donglin. He had no intention of fighting to the death.
I have seen several cases before, which are extremely annoying——
Yin Yang listened silently, and suddenly saw dozens of spiritual lights rising in the distance. In a matter of seconds, most of the spiritual formation that was on the verge of being shattered was restored.
So the last trace of patience disappeared.
"Tree Blood Kill Two Flags! The sword will not be sealed until this sect is wiped out!"
Even though he was scolded by Xuanyuan Yiren afterwards, he admitted it. Before he could say anything, he had already commanded the cavalry and started running in the void.
Yin Yang suddenly took out a small halberd and threw it suddenly. The blood knight behind him also made the same move.
Two thousand bloody halberds flashed down like meteors, hitting the top of the mountain.
The whole mountain suddenly shook,
At this time, Yin Yang also arrived in front of the spiritual formation. He slashed with the blood-painted halberd in his hand! It turned into thousands of feet, and then with a loud noise, he forcibly shattered this barrier!
This caused nearly a hundred spiritual masters in the distance who were trying their best to maintain the formation to bleed from their mouths.
At this time, the world and hundreds of thousands of people were silent. This is the power of the Blood Rider! Seeing it once is better than hearing it a hundred times——