1915. Chapter 1915 Attacking the Qionghua faction 3
Ling Luo and Xuanyuan Yu stood on Huang Quan's shoulders hand in hand, heading westward towards the Qionghua Mountains.
They are the Avengers.
"Yu, I decided to surrender to the Qionghua sect, what do you think?" Ling Luo raised the corners of her lips slightly, and there were teasing words on her lips.
"Okay." Xuanyuan Yu grasped his young wife's hand tightly, turned his head, and said with a smile that was three points and seven points doting in his extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes, "I am looking forward to it now, husband."
Why avoid?
There is no need to dodge in order to kill someone for revenge!
This time, they are going to fight in an open and honest manner!
Huangquan traveled thousands of miles in an instant, and after about a quarter of an hour, it had arrived in front of the mountain gate of Qionghua Sect.
"I have to say, Xiaoluo, your scumbag sister and scumbag brother-in-law are quite good at choosing places. The environment of Qionghua Sect is really good."
Looking at the overlapping mountains in front of him, each one reaching straight into the sky, covered with clouds and mist, cranes flying together, and phoenixes chirping, Xuanyuan Yu couldn't help but be moved by his thoughts.
"What, Yu, do you like it?" Ling Luo looked at her husband with a half-smile.
"I like it." Xuanyuan Yu's black hole-like eyes narrowed slightly, an evil smile appeared on the corners of his lips, and he said, "Why don't we take it from us."
Ling Luo raised her eyebrows and smiled broadly.
"That's a good idea."
Huang Quan swooped all the way, fluttered and soared, and entered the territory of Qionghua Sect.
"Who is here? How dare you break into the Qionghua Sect!"
The expressions of the disciples of the Qionghua Sect who were guarding the mountain gate changed greatly, and they all refined their magic weapons and attacked in the direction of Ling Luo and Xuanyuan Yu.
Huangquan's demonic eyes flashed slightly, and he looked at them with a look that looked at garbage, then opened the dragon's mouth and let out a shocking dragon roar.
"Roaring, roaring, roaring -"
The mountain gate shook, and sand and rocks flew.
The breath of extreme cold instantly froze the entire tall and majestic mountain gate of Qionghua Sect. Thousands of miles were covered with ice and thousands of miles of snow drifted.
There are hundreds of disciples guarding the mountain, most of them have life marks from the 11th to 13th level. How can they withstand the Ice Spirit Dragon Breath of the Demon Dragon Emperor?
In an instant, these scum were sealed by ice. In the thick ice, each of their faces showed a look of horror, and their lives disappeared.
Huang Quan snorted coldly and said: "It's hard for my king and queen to take action against such bastards. I can get rid of them with all my strength!"
Xuanyuan Yu raised the corners of his lips slightly in an extremely evil arc and said, "Well done."
The mountain gate of Qionghua Sect was attacked.
Soon, bright red warning fireworks exploded simultaneously on the countless hills of Qionghua Sect, shooting into the sky.
"Hahaha! Come on, you bastards, I will play with you for a few rounds!" Huang Quan has been sleeping underground for three thousand years in the land of extreme darkness in the sky. He has not moved his muscles and bones for a long time, and now he can no longer hold back.
Come on, I’m eager to try it.
"Enemy attack! An ice pterosaur is attacking Qionghua Sect!"
"Come on! Stop them!"
"Stop them, don't let them rush to Qionghua Palace!"
At the entrance of the mountain, there were only a few hundred, but now, there are thousands of Qionghua Sect's foundation-building disciples, riding flying magic weapons from various mountains.
Although the Qionghua Sect can only be regarded as the last among the five sects, it has a history of thousands of years, and there are still thousands of disciples in the foundation building period.
"Huang Quan, speed up!"
Xuanyuan Yu slowly took out the Broken Blade Wutian from his sleeve.
"As you command!"
A sharp edge flashed across Huang Quan's demonic pupils, his long wings shook, and he glided towards the center of thousands of foundation-building disciples.