Chapter 361: The autumn wind blows, and there is a bloody wind!
All the female disciples want to kill me. Chapter 361: The autumn wind blows, and there is a bloody storm!
Ask about the fairy mountain.
Tens of thousands of sects from the twenty-one states gathered here, and panicked and panicked voices echoed throughout the mountain.
“I can’t stay any longer and want to return to the sect!
"
"All the disciples of Taohua Sect obey the order and follow me back to Taocheng."
"Split Valley..."
The dense flow of people rushed towards the bottom of Wenxian Mountain like a flood that had been released.
At the Jianzong station, Xiao Ruoqing looked at the sudden change in front of her with a puzzled expression. She didn't understand why the entire Wenxian Mountain was suddenly in chaos.
Mo Li reached out and patted her shoulder, his eyes fixed on the crack in the sky with a chill. She curled her red lips and said with a sneer:
"Those evil cultivators are coming."
Ji Nanjue held Lin Jinyu with one hand and walked towards the Sword Sect, looking at the girls in front of her and the Jian Sect disciples gathered around.
They are the closest relatives in Subei, and now I am the only one here.
Other sects may not have time to take care of them, but they must at least protect them.
The air is getting hotter and hotter, and along with the scorching heat, a downpour suddenly falls.
Thick fog enveloped the entire Nandu.
Ji Nanjue protected everyone behind him, looking at the sky with phoenix eyes in the distance, his eyebrows suddenly rose, and then he softly said:
"he came."
Shan Wukue pulled out the long sword and protected it behind the disciples of the Sword Sect. The stupid hair lay quietly on her forehead and asked:
"who?"
As soon as he finished speaking, countless whistling sounds suddenly resounded throughout the world.
The downpour turned into falling snow in an instant, suppressing the scorching heat.
Everyone on Wenxian Mountain was startled and suddenly raised their heads to look in the direction of the sound!
That was the sound of various magic weapons roaring through the sky, and there was definitely not just one! There were hundreds, thousands.
as expected.
The next moment, boundless darkness completely enveloped the world, breaking through the mountains shrouded in thick fog, blocking out the sky and the sun!
Dark shadows gathered in layers. It was a candle dragon, hovering over the entire Nandu.
And just on the 'dragon head' of the candle dragon, a man stood on it, the dragon robe on his body was wrapped in the wind, making a hunting sound, and he gently took off the mask on his face.
, looking calmly at the people on the mountain.
"Everyone, what do you want to do?"
"It's better to stay here obediently."
The emperor of the ancient Nanfeng Kingdom, the Southern Emperor!
Today, he was not dressed as plainly as usual, but with his hair down and his feet on candle dragons, he returned with an unparalleled sense of oppression, like a man in charge of destiny.
And behind Nan Huang, another person followed closely.
The sky is filled with mist, and black clouds are constantly shrouding it. The thunder above the sky is resounding, as if it is going to shatter this silent sky and crush the city.
That man was only one step away from Nanhuang, holding Fuchen in his hand.
Wuhuaque, the sect leader, Ji Ruqinglong.
The two people, one behind the other, dominated the entire sky, and that was not all. Just as the two figures stood still, a ray of light suddenly lit up above the sky.
Under the dark fog in the sky, it is particularly eye-catching.
The falling snow stopped, and ripples continued to form on the sky.
The next moment, men in black fell on Wenxian Mountain like pieces of meteorites. The earth trembled, sweeping up countless smoke and dust, and its momentum was like a mountain howl and avalanche!
So wherever they passed, hundreds of monks who were about to rush down to Wenxian Mountain were all swept up by this terrifying power and died on the spot before they even landed.
It was only at this time that the southern capital shrouded in thick fog became clear.
Ji Ruqinglong and Nanhuangdan smiled, looking at everything in front of them, their big sleeves rolling up the smoke and dust in the sky, and their voices seemed to be trembling:
"Ji Ru Qinglong, I have met you all."
"..."
Ji Nanjue looked at everything in front of her with complicated eyes. This day has finally come.
But what she never expected was that the lord who had been chasing her before was actually the Southern Emperor.
All the monks on Wenxian Mountain looked at the scene in front of them with horrified faces. Tong Xiu squinted his eyes, took a step forward, faced Nan Huang directly, and said angrily:
"Nanhuang, what do you mean?"
"Are you the one behind all this? What exactly are you going to do?"
"..."
The elders of the ten sects were not organized by anyone. They gathered together silently, seemingly spontaneously, looking at the middle-aged man in the sky with complex eyes.
"Do you know that you are an enemy of the entire world! You are an enemy of the entire twenty-one states!"
"..."
Nanhuang glanced at Tong Xiu indifferently, then smiled casually and said:
"Being an enemy of the entire twenty-one states? Elder Tong, you underestimate me."
"Why don't you take a look and see who is standing behind me?"
"..."
The uniform men in black robes silently took off the masks they had been wearing in front of them, and their familiar faces were exposed to the sky.
Those are the elders whom the ten sects have always trusted, but now they are wearing black robes, but neither their temperament nor their cultivation can be faked.
"What!? Wang Zhan, why are you here? Aren't you already dead?"
"tell me why?"
"..."
Tong Xiu instantly saw a familiar figure among the crowd. His eyes widened and he asked loudly.
Wang Zhan, the seventh elder of the Dao Sect, just looked at him calmly, lowered his eyebrows and folded his hands, without making a sound.
Li Zijun, who had been staying behind Shan Wulan, gently opened her eyes and looked at the black figures. Among them, she saw a person who was impossible to see. That person had been there since she was born.
Uncle Eryou, who has been missing since he was sent to the Eastern Kingdom.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Not only Eryou, she also saw Erxia, Erxian...
"why?"
She murmured to herself.
Does his father know all this?
A thick line of cold ice and snow surrounded the entire Wenxian Mountain. Ji Nanjue was dressed in white, with swaying sleeves. She was both heroic and charming, and the two merged into one body without any conflict. She just soared up to face the Southern Emperor.
"First Evolution"
The wind and snow confused people's eyes, and in an instant, countless shocking and huge cracks appeared on the ground!
At this moment, the aura around Ji Nanjue exploded with unprecedented force, rising to the peak of the mid-stage Tribulation, with a magnificent momentum!
She looked at Nanhuang calmly and said:
"Nanhuang, I want to know the reason."
"..."
Nanhuang was still standing at the head of Zhulong, in the wind and snow, looking at Ji Nanjue indifferently, his aura was not inferior to Ji Nanjue's.
Heavy snowfall fell overwhelmingly on this autumn day.
All the monks looked at the two people above the sky, feeling a little untimely in a daze at this moment.
This is the second emperor of the twenty-one states. It is not unreasonable to be called an emperor.
When it comes to realm, let alone saints, these two are the best in the world!
Donghuang vs. Nanhuang.
The Eastern Kingdom admires monks and the tradition of supremacy of force, while the Southern Kingdom likes Confucianism and convincing people with reason.
——But the scene in front of me was exactly the opposite.
"Donghuang, maybe a century ago, you and I were equally powerful."
"It's just that now, the gap between you and me is too big."
"..."
Nanhuang looked at her blankly, and the spiritual energy around him suddenly rose. The ground beneath it was overwhelmed and collapsed and shattered. It continued to sink from his footing and spread outward layer by layer, like a giant bowl.
"I never fight an unprepared battle, so naturally I am extremely repelled by gambling..."
At this moment, the world witnessed with their own eyes that his strength was constantly improving.
Until the peak of tribulation.
In other words, half-step to Mahayana!
Ji Ruqinglong, who had been following Nan Huang, took a step forward and said calmly:
"Just leave Donghuang to our sect."
He glanced at the sky not far away and continued:
"That old fellow, Confucian Sage, should have broken through the formation. He is coming..."
"It's better to save some strength to deal with him."
The next moment, Ji Ruqinglong took a heavy step, and his momentum instantly rose to its peak.
Another peak in the middle stage of transcending the tribulation!
Behind him, a man in black walked up, and the momentum around him burst out without reservation.
Return to the void and merge with the Tao!
——Nearly a hundred returned to the void, dozens of Hedao! And countless soul-transforming Yuanyings...
The Forbidden Stone that covered the entire city outside Nandu suddenly lit up at this moment, and streaks of crimson light blocked the entire Nandu.
"Zhiyang Locking Immortal Formation!
"
As a result, the entire Nandu became an isolated island, with no one coming or going.
All the monks took a deep breath and looked at everything in front of them solemnly.
This is Nanhuang's long-planned plan. His purpose is to bury all the monks who appear in Nandu!
The expression on Ji Nanjue's face suddenly became extremely gloomy. He stared at Ji Ruqinglong in front of him and said coldly:
"Ji Ru Qinglong, you are aiding the evil deeds!"
"..."
Ji Ruqing gave him a dull look and said casually:
"Donghuang, compared to you, this sect knows what it is doing better."
"Are you planning to be trapped in the realm of transcending tribulation for the rest of your life and never be able to take that step?"
"You are a smart person, why do you care about the life and death of those people? At our level, shouldn't we have already turned a blind eye to the world?"
He stretched out his fingers and gently wiped the center of his eyebrows. A drop of cinnabar was so bright and red that it made the whole country fall in love.
"Ji Nanjue, this is the general trend."
"How can there be any reversal if you are on their side?"
"..."
Ji Nanjue, dressed in a splendid white dress, flicked her big sleeves, like a green dress shaking water. The next moment, streaks of ice burst out from behind her, and ripples suddenly appeared between the sky and the earth, spreading to the surrounding layers!
"Reversal?"
"I believe in him!"
There was no hesitation in Ji Nanjue's eyes, and the next moment he appeared in front of Ji Ru Qinglong, and an ice sword stabbed him fiercely.
She had no reservations about this sword. Even a monk who had just stepped into the Tribulation would be pierced by this sword.
But the man in front of me was different.
He is Ji Ru Qinglong, the sect leader of Wuhua Palace, and the third person above the Tianji Volume!
The strong wind blew, and his white hair danced wildly.
The next moment, the floating dust in his hand was violently thrown out, blocking Ji Nanjue's attack.
It makes a loud sound like hitting a big bell.
Ji Nanjue's hasty attack knocked Ji Ruqinglong back more than ten feet.
But Ji Nanjue herself didn't feel well either. Blood instantly gushed out from the corners of her mouth, spreading from her cheeks to her neck, trailing a bright red streak.
As the two of them fought, it was like a ripple was cast on the calm lake water.
boom--
The group of men in black, without any organization, were like ferocious beasts that had broken out of their cage, and rushed towards the mountain crazily.
Fierce fighting was going on everywhere, and the frenzied aura was spreading crazily.
The war is about to break out.
But this time, there were very few Hedao monks from various sects who came to Nandu. Even if they were all gathered together, there would be less than ten.
Not to mention the Tianji Sect and Wuhua Que who had already surrendered to the Southern Emperor.
This weak line of defense was overwhelmed in an instant. Figures in black were slaughtering crazily. They rushed all the way and were overwhelming. The monks in the twenty-one states were slaughtered like grass. Along the way, there were corpses everywhere and rivers of blood.
.
The autumn wind blows, and there is a bloody wind!
Nandu, the place of hundreds of battles.
This is a place that has never been afraid of the dead. Countless monks are buried on Wenxian Mountain, and every inch of the land has been soaked in blood.
Twenty-one states have been peaceful for too long, and finally broke out!
...
South of the city.
Yu Hongxiu smashed the gravel in front of him with one punch.
She walked out of the teleportation array and ran towards the Holy Land like flying.
Walking into Nanli City, there are people coming and going everywhere, the sound of hawking, the sound of cows, and the laughter of children can be heard all the time.
Yu Hongxiu let out a long breath and held the elder token in her hand tightly. Passing by a tea stall, she sat down gently and asked for a bowl of tea.
Suddenly, she saw several panting monks walking towards the tea stall.
Judging from their clothes and the movement of spiritual energy in their bodies, they seem to be monks from Yuanzong.
She frowned slightly. Based on her understanding of this sect, they rarely looked so dusty. She quietly picked up the tea bowl in front of her and listened carefully to the conversation between them.
"It's day! Thank you for coming out to do the mission."
"Damn it, how could our Yuan Zong have tens of thousands of disciples slaughtered overnight..."
"Not just Yuan Zong, Dao Zong, Xingyue Zong, Dao Zong..."
"..."
The pores of Yu Hongxiu shrank instantly, then turned her head violently, looked at these monks, and asked anxiously:
"Xingyue Sect, what happened to Xingyue Sect?"
In a hurry, the spiritual energy around them was not covered at all, and it instantly enveloped several monks.
How could those monks have experienced such horrific oppression? They trembled and said: