Lin Yun felt like his head was about to explode, and his whole body felt weak, as if a ball was constantly deflating.
Activating the red-blooded war blade consumed very little of his true energy, and then he was stabbed by the old man in the Purple Mansion Realm, and he was immediately seriously injured.
That sword was too cruel. It came from a swordsman in the Purple Mansion Realm, and it was a bit of a despairing blow.
He endured a serious injury and used the Mirror Flower Water Moon, which not only depleted his true energy, but also caused a serious overdraft.
At this moment, when I relaxed, endless fatigue and pain surged from all parts of my body, straight to my forehead.
There were no words to describe this kind of pain. Lin Yun felt dizzy and his eyelids felt extremely heavy.
I tried my best to hold on and not close my eyes, but it was extremely difficult.
Lin Yun screamed over and over again in his heart, knowing that if he fell down, he might never be able to stand up again.
But he couldn't do it. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't resist the overwhelming fatigue and pain.
Whoosh!
Just when he was about to fall down, a figure rushed over like lightning and slapped him on the shoulder.
But Xin Jue, at this critical moment, sent a ray of true energy into his body.
Xin Jue's face was calm. He seemed quite calm at this time of life and death, and there was no trace of panic on his face.
He controlled his own true energy and circulated in Lin Yun's meridians, absorbing the scattered purple true energy in Lin Yun's body like a sponge. He guided this purple true energy to swim slowly in Lin Yun's body, not tight or tight.
Slowly, slowly.
In a daze, Lin Yun opened his eyes and said weakly: "Brother, am I going to die?"
"Can't die."
A smile appeared on Xin Jue's face, and she said softly: "You have to live well. At the end of the year, we will participate in the Dragon Gate Competition together and fight for two places in Jiangge."
"I can't do it. The young masters are capable of killing Zi Mansion. I seem to be a little reluctant."
When it came to the Dragon Gate Competition, Lin Yun's wandering emotions seemed to gradually gather together.
"Who says it can't work? How will you know if you don't try? Live well and stop thinking nonsense."
A smile emerged from Xin Jue's eyes, knowing that Lin Yun had really been rescued. The true energy in his body was already running on its own under his guidance.
At the moment, while saying this to Lin Yun, he helped him recover from his injuries.
Mainly because of the sword struck by the elder of the Purple Mansion Realm on his chest.
On the snow, the old man in gray clothes fell to the ground and never got up again. His vitality disappeared and he soon became a cold and shriveled corpse.
At this point, everyone finally believed that this Zifu Realm elder was dead after all!
In the wasteland of Nirvana, countless sect elders and disciples took in a breath of cold air, with extremely surprised expressions in their eyes.
The bloody battle between the five sects was quite huge, with many casualties. However, none of the elders in the Zifu Realm died before. At most, they were severely injured by the Xiaoyun Sword.
The elder holding the sword wanted to pursue him, but he couldn't get away, so he could only let the other party go.
It is quite difficult to break through the Purple Mansion Realm. For any sect, the elders of the Purple Mansion Realm are extremely important. They are the core cornerstone and possess great power.
Even more clearly, what determines whether a sect is strong or not is the number of elders in the Purple Mansion Realm of the sect.
The loss caused by the death of a person in the Zifu realm is greater than that of Jing Jue, Bai Yue and Mu Xiuhan combined.
The Zifu realm is quite difficult to kill, even if you lose, you can still retreat.
But now, a master of Zifu Realm really died in front of everyone.
He died in Lingxiao Jiange, under the joint efforts of Xin Jue and Lin Yun, which made people feel a little chilling.
"It's too scary. This Lingxiao Sword Pavilion is really full of talents. Lin Yun is scary enough. I didn't expect Xin Jue to have such strength..."
"There have long been rumors that this boy has strength comparable to that of Young Master. Now it seems that the rumors are true."
"It is said that Lingxiao Jiange intends to let this person participate in the Dragon Gate Competition at the end of the year to compete for the eighth son's spot."
"With his strength, he is really qualified."
"But Lin Yun should not be underestimated. That last sword was really terrifying. This son's swordsmanship talent is probably hard to find in the Qin Empire that can match him."
After a brief moment of surprise, the elders and disciples of each sect started talking one after another.
The camp where the Beast Gate is located.
An elder stared at the people in the sword pavilion in the chaos, with a faint murderous intention in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Feng Ye, this Lingxiao sword pavilion is obviously at a disadvantage. As long as Lin Yun doesn't die, I guess Xuantian Sect and Mo Yue will
The villa will not help you, do you think you should..."
Sects that are outside the territory are said to be sects, but they are actually no different from bandits. They often take advantage of the situation and commit robberies.
Right now, Jiange is one against four. If nothing happens, they will be defeated sooner or later.
Taking advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune is undoubtedly a sure-profit deal. Many elders in the Hundred Beasts Sect have started to think...
Moreover, although the major sects of the Great Qin Empire were aggrieved and quite sympathetic to Jiange's experience, Xuantian Sect and Moyue Villa did not take the lead, and these sects did not dare to act rashly. After all, their strength and foundation were far behind.
Feng Ye was a little excited. The storage bag on Lin Yun's body probably contained quite a lot of treasures.
If it could be controlled, it would be a huge fortune.
But thinking about his contact with Lin Yun in the Magic Lotus Secret Realm made him hesitant.
At this time, taking advantage of the situation to rob Lin Yun would undoubtedly offend him to death. It would be fine if he really killed the other party, but if he didn't kill him, it would undoubtedly be a huge disaster.
Forget it, it’s better not to get involved in this muddy water.
Feng Ye shook his head and said: "Don't act rashly yet. I think even if the sword pavilion is defeated, the sword-holding elder has the Xiaoyun Sword in his hand. If he wants to take Lin Yun away, I don't think anyone can stop him, let alone..."
"Besides what?"
Feng Ye showed a smile in his eyes and said softly: "What's more, Bai Yue, Mu Xiuhan and Jing Jue are all dead. What will these three sects do to fight with our Hundred Beast Sect in the future? I swallowed one in the Demon Lotus Secret Realm.
It’s a strange fruit, but it hasn’t been completely refined yet.”
Even if you don't take action, Baishoumen is already the biggest winner, so why take any more risks?
Boom!
At this moment, a sudden change occurred, the Wasteland of Desolation suddenly shook for no reason, and all the sect camps could not stop shaking.
Loud noises resounded from all directions, echoing between heaven and earth, continuously.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically and they looked around quickly.
I saw flags fluttering in the haze of wind and snow, roaring like a dragon. On the flags, two words were written in the vast sky, Shence!
"Shence Camp!"
Feng Ye's face changed slightly, and he suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help but feel scared.
Then he laughed and said softly: "The Demon Flame Sect is going to be in trouble."
"What's going on?"
The elder of the Hundred Beasts Sect was very puzzled and asked in confusion.
"Just wait and see the good show."
Feng Ye smiled mysteriously and said nothing more.
Compared to Feng Ye, who knew the inside story, the elders of various sects all looked confused and confused.
"The Eighth Army Camp of Shence Camp and the Army Camp were launched at the same time. What is going on? The entire army was dispatched..."
"Strange, the Shence Camp has always ignored the disputes between the sects. The reason they are stationed here is to prevent monsters from invading the imperial capital."
"What kind of medicine is sold in this gourd..."
The elders of each sect frowned tightly. The Shence Battalion was the elite among the elites of the empire. If they fought alone, they might not be able to defeat the sect's children, but in terms of large-scale combat, the advantages were quite obvious.
The most important thing is that this is the Wasteland of Destruction. The Shence Camp has been operating here for thousands of years and has strong strength.
Various sects have come from far away, but there is no comparison.
In other words, in this desolate wasteland, Shence Camp is the unparalleled overlord, and no sect can compete with it.
The five major sects that were fighting each other were also aware of these changes.
Demon Flame Sect and Qijue Castle
The four sects all had a trace of anger in their eyes, seeing that Lingxiao Sword Pavilion was about to be defeated with so many people dead.
A group of people from the Shence camp suddenly appeared, and the entire army was dispatched. What was going on?
After a while, the Shence camp's army surrounded all five sects.
Clang Clang Clang!
Densely packed soldiers, wearing silver black armor and holding heavy and exquisite silver shields, formed a tight square formation that was as tall as a city wall.
All the soldiers in the Shence camp were elite. The soldiers had expressionless faces and a faint murderous look in their eyes.
A single soldier is inconspicuous, but this group of soldiers, wearing black armor, stands in the wind and snow.
Anyone facing such a battle would shudder and have lingering fears.
In mid-air, there are various domesticated monsters, circling and roaring, with no way out.
Ta-ta-ta!
The phalanx separated into a lane, and a group of warriors riding monster horses, wearing battle armor and silver helmets came to the center of the battle between the two major forces.
A mask fell from the leader's helmet, covering his face. Only his eyes, as cold as an eagle's, were exposed.
No one could see his face clearly, but as soon as he appeared, the elders of various sects guessed his identity.
"Liu Longfei!"
Liu Longfei, Yuci Feilong General, the commander of Shence Camp, one of the strongest men who stood at the top of the Qin Empire.
It has been many, many years, and no one has seen him appear. Rumor has it that he is in seclusion to attack the Heavenly Soul Realm.
When the elder holding the sword saw Liu Longfei, a strange color flashed in his eyes, why did this man show up?
His eyes swept over and fell on the cold-looking Liu Yue beside him.
Is it because of Liu Yue?
No, Liu Yue had been expelled from Lingxiao Sword Pavilion two months ago.
"General Liu, what do you mean?"
The great elder of the Demon Flame Sect frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice.
The elders of the other sects also looked a little dissatisfied. So many people had died, and even an elder from Zifu had died. After finally forcing the Lingxiao sword pavilion to a dead end, the sudden appearance of the Shence camp must have failed.
They can't accept it.
"The Shence Camp has never intervened in the sect disputes. Besides, although we are not members of the Empire, we pay tribute every year and are loyal to the Qin royal family. You, the Shence Camp, represent the imperial power, so there is no need to be enemies with us, right?"
An elder from the sect stepped forward to argue.
But Liu Longfei said nothing and had no intention of paying attention.
"Anyone who has nothing to do with the Demon Flame Sect, please stay away!"
Next to Liu Yue, Yue Qing had a cold face and rode forward on a monster horse and roared.
The elders of each sect were stunned and a little confused. Wen Yanbo glanced at him, and the elders and disciples of the Hunyuan Sect quietly retreated to keep distance from the Demon Flame Sect.
Qijue Castle and Blood Bone Gate also sensed something was wrong and quickly retreated.
Boom!
The four-sided shield array approached step by step, narrowing the encirclement and separating all other sects.
Not long after, only the Demon Flame Sect members were left alone in the encirclement of Shence Camp.
From the elders to the disciples, everyone in the Demon Flame Sect was a little panicked. Anyone who was not a fool could see that Shence Camp was going to take action against them.
The elder of the Demon Flame Sect said with a smile: "Commander, maybe there is some misunderstanding..."
Bang!
Before he finished speaking, Liu Longfei on his horse suddenly moved, and no one could see clearly how he made the move.
All we know is that when he landed, the great elder of the Demon Flame Sect was stabbed in the head by an unparalleled spear.
Blood burst out, and the headless body collapsed.
"Leave no one alive, kill them all."
Yue Qing drew his weapon on his horse and ordered in a cold voice.
When the words fell, a massacre without suspense began under circumstances that no one could have guessed.
