The verbal disputes that lasted for many days attracted more and more Lingjiu Palace disciples to gather at Qinglong Altar. Leer's face was still swollen, and he was so angry that he didn't need any medicine. For several days in a row, his temper was particularly hot. I heard on the sect channel
Many sect disciples gathered in Qinglong Altar, and they were fighting with the Zixiao Sword Sect who also gathered there. She jumped up, kicked down the door, and rushed out.
Outside the door, Rong'er's face was slightly sullen. "Stay in the room!"
"Rong'er!" Le'er angrily grabbed Rong'er's robe and pointed in the direction of the Azure Dragon Altar. "Look! Bai Xiaosheng wants to force the Zixiao Sword Sect to hand over the Azure Dragon Altar. If we don't capture the Azure Dragon Altar quickly,
Yiyun will definitely hand it over!"
"If I had known earlier, why would I do it in the first place?" Rong'er scolded him unceremoniously with a sullen face.
"..." Le'er remained silent. Yes, she never expected that Bai Xiaosheng wanted the general altar.
"Don't make trouble again! Ming'er has already gone to deal with the matter of Qinglong Altar. Now attack the main altar? The main altar will change hands before you can capture it! Do you still want to add fuel to the fire?"
"What should the owner be afraid of! Can the people in front of Piaomiao Peak snatch it away?"
"How dare you be so self-righteous! How dare you move Tianji Mountain to Qinglong Altar for the sake of the general altar Bai Xiaosheng - you have to force both Tianmeng and Zixiao Sword Sect into the anti-alliance now, right?" Rong'er scolded,
In the finger room. "Go back! Xi'er said, you can't go anywhere until this matter is over!"
"Rong'er, why don't you understand?"
"It's you who don't understand!" Rong'er couldn't bear it anymore, his face was full of anger, and he rarely lost his temper. "You are endlessly making your own decisions! Do you still want to go through a few more missions to eliminate demons and protect the Tao?"
Le'er was startled. She was speechless for a moment. In the task of exterminating demons and defending the road, Lingjiu Palace killed many senior masters. People in the world envied Lingjiu Palace for its many benefits, but Lingjiu Palace never complained about the necessary bloodshed in the battle.
To lament is to say nothing of loss.
"I'm not convinced." Le'er bit her lower lip tightly. "Why can Tianmeng beat our Lingjiu Palace to death? Why can't Lingjiu Palace!"
"I don't want to be nagging you. Xi'er said that if you defeat her, you have the final say in Lingjiu Palace!"
Rong'er dropped these words and went straight away.
Le'er threw herself on the bed, listless, stunned and speechless. Cruel and gentle sat beside her quietly, accompanying her silently...
Ming'er heard that the situation was serious and rushed to Qinglong Tan.
Before she arrived, someone was already shouting on the sect channel.
"The fight is about to begin! Sisters, come quickly, the Zixiao Sword Sect dares to take action. Let them know how powerful Lingjiu Palace is! Destroy them——"
"Whoever dares to take action will be punished for betraying the sect!" Ming'er shouted coldly, suppressing the voice of the sect channel.
"Protest! The Lord of the Sixth Palace is protecting the Zixiao Sword Sect because of his personal affairs!"
For a moment, the sect channel was filled with such voices...
A succession of sect announcements followed the shouting, and Ming'er did not hesitate to use the witch's authority to cancel all those who shouted in agreement with their martial arts and kick them out of the sect.
In an instant, the sect channel was quiet, and no one dared to commit crimes.
Qinglong Altar.
Seeing that the disciples of the two factions were about to fight, the disciples of the Lingjiu Palace suddenly retreated, and the members of the Zixiao Sword Sect immediately stopped. Both sides still glared and cursed at each other with anger and indignation. There were endless quarrels. Some of the corpses were among the disciples of both factions.
They were all killed in the fight just a moment ago. They were already dead...
When Ming'er arrived, he found out who made the first move, found out, kicked him out of the sect on the spot, and gave up his martial arts. The other Lingjiu Palace disciples present were all angry, but they didn't dare to say anything, and they all harbored grievances.
, dispersed under Ming'er's orders, and talked privately along the way. They all thought that Ming'er was protecting the Zixiao Sword Sect because of his own personal feelings, and treated people from other sects better than his own!
Ming'er usually didn't ask about the sect's affairs at all. He knew that the matter was difficult and would not please him, but he didn't care. Seeing this, all the gathered Zixiao Sword Sect sects had nothing to say and dispersed. But many people thought of the disciples of Lingjiu Palace.
Those words I said still make me angry.
"If the Demon Slayer and Defending Dao hadn't been properly arranged and directed by the leader, how could it have withstood thirty days! In the end, it was the leader who was solely responsible for the overall situation. The people in the Lingjiu Palace were really ungrateful. Instead, they said that the Zixiao Sword Sect relied on the Lingjiu Palace.
Get a foothold!”
"Let's just join the anti-alliance and let the women in Lingjiu Palace know how powerful the Zixiao Sword Sect is!"
…
During the Devouring Flame Formation, Zishan's internal power gradually dried up. Beiming's magical power slowly absorbed Yiyun's internal power, replenishing Zishan's depletion.
It has been five days, and they all know that if there is no other way, if they continue like this, they will inevitably die sooner or later.
Yiyun frowned slightly, Zishan quickly hugged him and adjusted his position slightly.
Ever since she hit the eye of the formation, Yiyun's back has been pressed against a one-foot-diameter red round bead. After a long time, the area where it was pressed became a little uncomfortable. However, his meridians were severely injured and he had no strength.
I can move my position with the help of purple shirt.
The suction force of the ball is so strong that Zi Shi needs to put in a lot of effort every time he adjusts the position.
"Eh? Yiyun, the color of the beads has become a little darker!" Zishan looked at the surface of the beads that had been close to Yiyun's back for several days. He didn't know whether it was the effect of Zixiao Flame or the energy consumption of the formation.
The effect, anyway, is that the color has become lighter and is no longer the bright and fiery red it was at the beginning.
Yiyun's heart moved, and she immediately asked Zishan to join the Zixiao Sword Sect. "Learn from the Heavenly Juedi Destruction Sword and attack this bead."
"Okay!" Zishan happily learned the first-level Heavenly Juedi Destruction Sword. After pondering for a moment, he already knew the secrets of the sword technique. "Hehe, he is not as powerful as Jian Ruyan in a moment!"
As he spoke, Beiluo Zishan thrust out fiercely under the combined action of the suction of the beads, the inner strength of Zishan, and the strength of Wu Shen Qi Jin!
On the surface of the sword and the bead, triple sword power burst out!
There are some cracks on the surface of the beads.
"Eh? It's broken!" Zishan was overjoyed. After thinking for a moment, he struck out with his sword again. The strength of the sword had been raised from the third level to the fifth level. The scars on the surface of the bead were deeper. "I understand! Bai Xiaosheng didn't know God's gift.
How powerful are the divine weapons, hehe, a hundred meters and a few meters away."
That’s right, everything is dense and sparse.
This type of treasure itself relies on the stored energy as the power of existence. Originally, Yiyun thought that this formation eye was a formation illusion bead made of energy. When Zishan discovered that the color of the bead was dim, he suddenly realized...
This is the true form of the magic weapon, just like the soul-collecting pagoda held by the Guardian God of Hell. The sharpness of the God-given magic weapon is unparalleled. In the past, when he was in hell, he could break the soul-collecting pagoda, but he may not be able to break the devouring flames.
Bai Xiaosheng knows all the magic weapons, and of course he also knows that the God-given weapons are very sharp, but he has never had the opportunity to experience them. Having experienced the God-given weapons, he will never know exactly how sharp and hard the God-given weapons are...
…
By the fourth blow, the bead had been stabbed a foot deep.
"The strength of the nine-fold sword is the limit." Zishan felt helpless. Yiyun on the side sighed softly. He had already known that he was jealous and would also be jealous of his own woman. Because of Zishan's talent
.Let him have no other way to express his feelings except jealousy.
The ninth level was originally Jian Ruyan's limit. The nineteenth level was reached by increasing the effect of Jian Ruyan's secret sword intention which was not passed on to others. It took Jian Ruyan more than sixty years to cultivate the nine level sword power. Then he created the sword intention.
.If Jian Ruyan knew that the Four Swords in Purple Dress had already been achieved, Yiyun believed that Jian Ruyan would not feel any better than him...
As Zi Shan slashed down with his sword, the cracks in the beads destroyed by the sword force became wider and wider.
"My inner strength is not enough."
Yiyun swallowed the Demon God's Heart in her mouth, and in an instant, her energy, physical strength, and internal strength all reached their limit. At the same time, the increase in actual attribute values made him clearly feel that his combat effectiveness had suddenly increased a lot.
.
It's a pity that the injuries to the meridians showed no signs of improvement, and I couldn't use my strength.
Zishan smiled happily. He murmured in his mouth, while absorbing Yiyun's internal energy, and thinking about how to use the few remaining internal energy more effectively...
"That's right! It must be very suitable to combine Ming's Thousand Jue Kill with the Heavenly Jue Earth Destroying Sword!" Zishan said excitedly, while Yiyun on the side was silent. She really felt something.
, when it comes to integrating martial arts, the gap between non-geniuses and geniuses is indeed huge...
Zishan pushed the surface of the bead with one hand and moved his body up slightly. After a while, he felt it was not enough, so he moved up a little more.
Yiyun looked at Zishan inexplicably, seeing that she was not busy continuing to attack the beads, but was concentrating on adjusting her posture, and said calmly and expressionlessly, "What are you going to do, you evil spirit?"
"Hehe, Yong Ming's Thousand Jue Killing body has to move around to exert its strength, tempting you!" Zishan smiled happily and moved up a little, finally feeling very satisfied.
"..." Yiyun was speechless.
"Hee hee, this is fun..." As he spoke, Beiluo Zishan suddenly unleashed Ming Ming's Qian Jue Kill, stabbing in succession as fast as lightning, and slashing with devouring flames...
System announcement: The Lingjiu Gang will transfer the ownership of the Tiansha Altar to the Zixiao Gang.
System announcement: The Zixiao Gang will transfer the ownership of Qinglong Altar to the Lingjiu Gang.
There was a lot of discussion in Piaomiao Peak. The disciples of Lingjiu Palace didn't know what was going on.
On Piaomiao Peak, where people were coming and going day and night, Zixiao had been sitting alone in the room, in a daze, for five days in a row.
The door suddenly opened.
Ling'er walked into the room and looked at Zixiao who was sitting blankly by the bed with a cold expression.
"Eat something." Ling'er took a spoon and fed Zixiao, who opened his mouth dumbly and swallowed, mouth by mouth. Ever since Zixiao knew about Yiyun's ambush, she had a quarrel with Ling'er, and since then, she has been shutting herself in
in the house.
After eating, Ling'er packed up his things, got up and left.
"Is there any news about Yiyun?"
"No." Ling'er replied coldly. Just as she was about to open the door, Zixiao suddenly stopped her. "A cold-blooded woman."
"Oh? Still don't want to call me master?"
"...Do you really like Yiyun?" Zixiao's expression was blank, and she felt stupid when she asked this question.
Ling'er chuckled, turned around, and stared at Zixiao quietly. "You said you have read about Fenghua Bingxin in Jianghu Lu, then you should know that countless men have asked me such questions. You ask
I keep asking again and again, but the same question remains, why should I kill him? I said it, but you won’t understand it now, and even after I said it, you don’t understand it either.”
The door opens and closes tightly.
Zixiao remained silent.
After the quarrel with Ling'er that day, Zi Xiao couldn't understand and swore that if Yiyun died, she would never recognize Ling'er as her master again and leave the cold-blooded Lingjiu Palace. She didn't understand at all that Le'er and the others knew that Xi
Er and Yiyun were in love, why could they kill each other?
Le'er said that as a disciple of Lingjiu Palace, you should put the interests of Lingjiu Palace first.
Yue'er said that she and Yiyun were friends, but she would give up any friendship for the sake of Lingjiu Palace.
Ling'er didn't say anything, only that she didn't understand Jianghu yet, but she would understand one day in the future.
Zixiao couldn't understand a word.
The Jianghu should be a world where blood boils, where friends help each other with loyalty, don't begrudge money, are not afraid of bloodshed, act chivalrously, punish evil and eliminate traitors...
However, in the past few days, she remembered the circles and questions she drew in rhyme in the fantasy world.
What would she do if he and Ling'er fought to the death?
That day, Zi Xiao thought it was ridiculous and impossible. Now, she found that the impossible had become a reality...
The surface of the huge ball bead is covered with traces of fragmentation.
As Zishan performed the Dugu Shen Jue, the ten thousand swords were united, and the huge lightsaber suddenly flew out. The dark red ball finally exploded... fragments flew in all directions. In a moment, the formation disappeared and the flames were extinguished.
.
And they were in a dark, huge underground pit burned by flames.
There were no cheers of joy, Beiluo Zishan was half stuck in the soil. Zishan released her passion and kissed Yiyun's lips. Her body was still close to Yiyun, twisting...
Wucheng.
The Sky Blade team at the rebirth point suddenly retreated.
System announcement: The Zixiao Sword Sect has launched a sect alliance, and the Tianmeng Divine Sect has joined.
Under the yellow flower tree, Bai Xiaosheng slowly closed his eyes.
Before the Tianmeng withdrew from the Anti-Lingjiu Palace Alliance, the Non-Existence Alliance channel dropped a sentence: "Bai Xiaosheng murdered Zishan and regarded our husband and wife as dead. This is intolerable. Such a despicable alliance leader, this alliance disdains to deal with it."
Collusion!”
The Devouring Flame magic weapon suddenly lost contact, and Bai Xiaosheng knew very well what this meant. He raised his head and looked at the leaves falling from the tree, with a wry smile on his face.
"If you and I had known each other for 150 years, it would have been a different scene..."
System announcement: Jian Ruyan, the leader of the Zixiao Sword Sect, will pass on the position of leader to Yiyun.
Piaomiao Peak, Leer's eyes widened in confusion...
"Not dead... you bastard is not dead yet!"
In a dark room.
Zixiao wiped the tears falling from her face, made up her mind, stood up, and opened the door...
Pavilion on the top of the mountain.
Several witches gathered together.
Le'er drank in a muffled voice and allowed Cruelty and Gentleness to apply the wound medicine on her face. When Zixiao came, Yue'er laughed. "Okay, okay, Yiyun is fine. Master and disciple recognize each other."
Zixiao Zigu knelt down in front of Ling'er, with a rare seriousness. "Master, I have thought clearly. I am going to the Zixiao Sword Sect to help Yiyun."
Le'er pressed her palms on the table and became angry, but Xi'er glanced at her and sat down again.
"Why?" Ling'er was neither surprised nor angry, his expression was as cold as usual.
"Master knows. Yiyun asked me before, if he fights with Master, who should I help? I have thought about it clearly in the past few days. Although I can't stop it, I don't want any of you to die! So, whoever is weak, I will
Just help someone...Chapter 3, add a chapter with more words. A chapter to make up for the crow who ran away from the alliance leader. (To be continued)!~!
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