The first thousand three hundred and seventy-eighth chapter tragic Ling Xiaozong
Although Fang Baidu and Xu Tianya are ancient sages, their methods may not be as good as those old foxes who scheming within the sect, but this does not mean that they are naive and have no scheming intentions.
In the past, they were actually threatened by the Tianxia Sword Sect, and they could work but not contribute.
But now they have openly betrayed the Tianxia Sword Sect and taken refuge in Chu Xiu. If they continue to work hard and fail to contribute, then both parties will be offended.
So this time Fang Baidu and Xu Tianya didn't hold back at all.
The strength of these two people alone is on par with Sikong Jialuo, and Xu Tianya is stronger than the other.
But if Fang Baidu is added to the mix, the two of them have such a tacit understanding that even the Seventh Heavenly Martial Immortal dares to fight him, let alone a Sikong Jialuo.
With Fang Baidu intervening, with just a few moves, Sikong Jialuo was directly killed by Xu Tianya.
There were only two beings in the Martial Immortal realm in the entire War Martial God Sect, and now that one of them had died, Mu Shenxiao was going crazy with hatred.
But reason told him that if he didn't leave now, Chu Xiu, Fang Baidu and Xu Tianya could definitely keep him here.
Therefore, Mu Shenxiao did not stay for even a moment. The blood around his body burned crazily, tearing apart the space like a bloody meteor, and disappeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.
But before leaving, Mu Shenxiao glared at Fang Baidu and Xu Tianya fiercely, his eyes full of murderous intent.
Compared to Chu Xiu, the culprit, these two traitors are even more hateful!
Seeing Mu Shenxiao fleeing, Chu Xiu did not pursue him.
There is no formation constructed by the Rootless Holy Fire here. A sixth-level martial immortal wants to escape. Whether Chu Xiu can catch up is still unknown.
Perhaps he could catch up by exhausting the other party's strength, but in that case, the other party might have already gone to the southern region, and now Chu Xiu didn't have that much time to argue with the Zhan Wu Shen Sect.
The losses suffered by Zhanwu Shen Sect this time were shocking enough.
Sikong Jialuo, the master of the Temple of War, died in the battle. The entire War God Sect had already lost a large number of people when they stormed Huangtian Pavilion. Later, they were killed by the Kunlun Demon Cult, and almost half of them died.
This kind of loss is almost like a serious loss of vitality to the Zhanwu Shen Sect, and even time cannot make up for it.
At this time, Zhong Qiushui, Lu Sanjin and other Huangtian Pavilion talents came over with their injured and exhausted bodies, gave a big salute to Chu Xiu, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you very much, Master Chu, for helping me. If Master Chu hadn't taken action this time,
In this Daluotian, there is no Huangtian Pavilion."
Chu Xiu helped Zhong Qiushui up and said: "In the past, I was also born in Huangtian Pavilion, and the old pavilion master treated me well. If Huangtian Pavilion is in trouble, how can I not help?
Besides, this time everyone in the Southern Territory is targeting me in the Eastern Territory, how can I ignore it except for people like Ye Weikong who are trying to get away with it?"
Zhong Qiushui let out a long sigh, his mood was extremely complicated.
If he had seen the power of the Kunlun Demon Sect when it was established before, he could still treat Chu Xiu with an equal attitude.
But now, he is really convinced and understands.
The age of great strife has come, what about the Wuxian? What about the great sect of ten thousand years?
The previous rules and common sense no longer count, everything must be based on strength.
Now that Huangtian Pavilion has no strength, even if there is Huangtian Sword, it is useless.
By now Zhong Qiushui has finally understood that an external object cannot save Huangtian Pavilion.
At this time, Chu Xiu waved his hand and brought up all the warriors who had betrayed Huangtian Pavilion.
Except for a few of these people who resisted fiercely and were killed, the others were all captured alive.
Chu Xiu said in a deep voice: "Master Zhong Pavilion, I will leave these betrayers to you to deal with. After all, they are all members of Huangtian Pavilion.
I have to go rescue the Lingxiao Sect, so I won’t chat with you here, Master Zhong Pavilion."
Zhong Qiushui nodded and said: "Don't worry, Master Chu. The traitors here will be dealt with by me. I wish Master Chu a great victory!"
After finishing speaking, Zhong Qiushui turned his gaze to the warriors who had just chosen to betray Huangtian Pavilion, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
For these guys, I have no intention of saving their lives.
Traitors are always more hateful than enemies, and no one can forgive them.
Let them go this time, and they will betray you in the future.
Being a traitor happens once and twice, so for most betrayers, they only have one chance.
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Chu Xiu walked very quickly from Kunlun Demon Sect to Huangtian Pavilion, but from Huangtian Pavilion to Lingxiao Sect, Chu Xiu's speed slowed down.
In name, Chu Xiu said that the warriors under his command were exhausted after a great battle and needed to replenish their strength.
But what actually happened, Fang Baidu had a guess, but he didn't dare to say it.
The icing on the cake is not as good as providing help in the nick of time, or for Chu Xiu, a strong Eastern Region is not as useful to him as a crippled Eastern Region.
At this time, the battle in Lingxiao City was far more intense than Chu Xiu had imagined, and it had even reached the point where both sides were trying their best.
The Lingxiao Sect knew that this was a battle that would determine the life and death of the Eastern Region.
At present, the Eastern Territory regards his Lingxiao Sect as the respected one. The Huangtian Pavilion can surrender, and the Kunlun Demon Sect can also surrender, but only his Lingxiao Sect cannot surrender, and the Tianxia Sword Sect will not accept his surrender.
And the Tianxia Sword Sect also knows that they have sacrificed so much for this battle, and they can only win and cannot lose.
The Lingxiao Wuji Seal turned into a majestic seal that was larger than the entire Lingxiao City and fell suddenly, setting off a huge wave of vitality, with power as strong as the sky.
At the same time, Luo Shan held the Heavenly Sword in his hand, tearing the sky with sharp energy. That powerful force collided with the Lingxiao Wuji Seal, shattering the surrounding vitality rules, causing huge ripples that stretched for more than ten miles in the air, and even
Even the sun was blocked by this powerful fluctuation, causing an area of more than ten miles to go dark instantly.
Fang Yinglong's face turned pale, and his strength was nearly exhausted.
In the past, the three of them worked together to master the Lingxiao Wuji Seal, but now he is the only one, and the power consumption has doubled.
Linghu Xianshan and Qin Baiyuan relied on the power of the formation to resist the attacks of the Tianxia Sword Sect, but they were beaten back by the opponent and had retreated to the center of the formation.
Especially Qin Baiyuan who is already quite old. If the fight continues, Qin Baiyuan may not be able to hold on any longer.
Fang Yinglong smiled miserably.
Although the Lingxiao Sect of his generation is not the strongest Lingxiao Sect in history, it is not the weakest either.
So he never expected that Lingxiao Sect would be destroyed in his own hands in the end!
Fang Yinglong looked up at Luo Shan and laughed wildly: "Luo Shan, do you think that because the Tianxia Sword Sect occupies the Eastern Region, it is qualified and has the strength to compete with the Buddha Sect and Taoism?
wishful thinking!
I, the Lingxiao Sect, cannot defend the Eastern Region, and none of your sword sects in the world can even hope to defend it!
Old man, come and be buried with me!"
As Fang Yinglong's words fell, his whole body suddenly exploded into a ball of blood mist. All the energy and blood essence was exploded by him, wrapped in a golden light of the soul, and merged into the Lingxiao Wuji Seal.
"metropolitan!"
A cry of sorrow suddenly came from the many disciples of Lingxiao Sect below.
Fang Yinglong cut his body into pieces, and his soul, flesh and blood were integrated into the Lingxiao Wuji Seal to fight for his life. The Lingxiao Sect had already lost this battle.
But the quality of the disciples of Lingxiao Sect is really extraordinary.
The disciples of Huangtian Pavilion chose to surrender in a desperate situation, but the disciples of Lingxiao Sect burst out with stronger power than before, fighting with the enemy in front of them, even if they died together, they still had to hold a back, and in an instant they gave the world
Jian Zong brought huge casualties.
The Lingxiao Wuji Seal that was fused with Fang Yinglong's physical soul in mid-air suddenly burst out with dazzling blood. The power shook the void, shattering the surrounding rules of heaven and earth, and even formed a circle with the Lingxiao Wuji Seal as the center.
Huge black hole.
It is impossible to tell which one is stronger between Lingxiao Wuji Seal and Tongtian Sword.
But Fang Yinglong was weaker than Luo Shan, so he was always at a disadvantage.
At this time, Fang Yinglong gave a desperate blow and finally brought the two sides to the same level.
Looking at the Lingxiao Wuji Seal in mid-air, Luo Shan sighed: "Why bother."
As soon as he uttered these words, the High-Sky Wuji Seal in mid-air crashed down!
At this moment, everyone present except Luo Shan felt an aura, a powerful aura belonging to the dragon veins of heaven and earth!
The big seal fell in mid-air, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was collapsing, but under their feet there was an earth dragon turning over, and there was a powerful force pulling and imprisoning them. Even beings in the realm of martial immortals could not even think of walking through the air.
This seal is aimed at all the warriors below. Obviously, if this seal falls, whether it is a warrior from the Lingxiao Sect or a warrior from the Tianxia Sword Sect, they will be completely crushed to pieces by this seal and die together.
The next moment, Luo Shan waved his hand, and the Heavenly Sword floated in mid-air.
He sat cross-legged on the ground and squeezed the seal with his hands. The soul came out of his body directly and attached itself to the Tongtian Sword. Instead of the sword spirit, he slashed towards the Lingxiao Wuji Seal!
No matter how powerful the Tongtian Sword is, it is just a weapon. Although the sword spirit has spirituality, it is still just a sword spirit.
But Luo Shan himself is the best swordsman in the world today. Using his soul to replace the sword spirit is the true integration of man and sword, which can bring out the strongest power of the Tongtian Sword.
The ultimate power collided with the powerful sword light that penetrated the sky and the earth. Power, rules, space, vitality, everything was shattered between the two collisions, and a huge black hole was formed in the entire sky. All that could be seen was
To one seal and one sword.
Time and space seemed to have stopped in that piece of heaven and earth. The next moment, traces of cracks appeared on the Lingxiao Wuji Seal, and finally exploded with a loud bang!
The eyes of many Lingxiao Sect warriors present were full of despair. Are they, the Lingxiao Sect, destined to not escape this disaster?