The reconstruction of Tiandao Palace is definitely not something that can be done in a day or two.
The city of Tongtian was on fire.
The most important thing the Tiandao Palace disciples need to do now is to put out the fire quickly. If the fire continues to burn, I'm afraid it will be in trouble. The fire on Lingshan will soon spread. However, the fire in Tongtian City is not easy to put out. After all, it is the residence of ordinary people.
The ground cannot be paved with extremely low temperatures as quickly as on Lingshan Mountain. Once the elders of Tiandao Palace activate their magical powers, these ordinary people may be wiped out.
The purpose of putting out fires is to save people. If everyone in Tongtian City is killed, what's the point of putting out fires?
In desperation, the elders could only work together to make rain.
Then, a heavy rain fell from the sky. It rained heavily all day and all night before the fire in Tongtian City was extinguished.
"Finally the fire has been put out." Yang Yuntian breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I hope everything will get better."
"I hope so." Liu Hailin nodded. At this moment, Liu Hailin's right eyelid was beating continuously. He touched it gently with his hand several times, but still could not stop the beating of his right eyelid.
Three days and three nights flew by.
All 100,000 disciples of the Tiandao Palace were dispatched, and after three days of hard work, they managed to get the Tiandao Palace out. Almost all of the main palace of the Tiandao Palace on the mountain was destroyed, but the houses of the side disciples at the foot of the mountain were left intact.
Suddenly, in order to compete for the territory of the side sect disciples, those high-level disciples actually took action and directly drove away the main sect and side sect disciples.
Although the disciples of the Zimen are powerful, there are thirty or forty thousand disciples of the main sect and the side sect.
With Guo Yi's previous example and demonstration, the main sect and side sect disciples no longer had much fear of these high-level disciples. Relying on their large numbers, they picked up weapons and went to work.
"Damn it, it's against us, it's against us!" Xu Ziqiang roared angrily: "How dare you, a bunch of low-level scum, attack us?"
"Senior Brother Xu, kill a few scum tree examples." The disciples on the side roared angrily.
"Sure!" Xu Ziqiang nodded and said, "Kill three people and let me straighten out these sons of bitches."
Kaka!
The disciples of Zimen were so powerful that they actually lost three heads together. Not only were they powerful, but their sword skills were also extremely precise.
"Who dares to fight with us?" The Zimen disciple stood up immediately, raised the steel knife in his hand, and cursed: "You sons of bitches, don't even open your eyes to see. We are Zimen.
disciple."
In the crowd, Chu Feiyun and Zhang Quan learned their lesson and blended in with the crowd.
"Brother Chu, what should I do?" Zhang Quan asked.
"We must not be afraid. We must call on the main sect and side sect disciples to fight against the sub-sect to the end." Chu Feiyun gritted his teeth.
"Yeah!" Zhang Quan nodded and said, "But they seem to be a little scared."
"I'm coming!" Chu Feiyun gave Zhang Quan a solemn look and said, "Brother Guo died for us. I must not live secretly. If I die, I must transport my body back to my home."
"Brother Chu, you!" Zhang Quan was stunned.
Chu Feiyun had already jumped up. He stood on a big rock, waved his arms, and shouted: "Brothers from the main gate and the side gate, Guo Yi shed his blood for us. Today, we will...
Fight for our dignity. Whoever dares to bully us, we will fight back hard."
"Fight back!"
When someone stepped forward, everyone's inner anger immediately burst out.
Thousands of people swarmed toward a group of sub-gates.
"Damn it, I've just stirred a hornet's nest." Xu Ziqiang exclaimed.
"Senior Brother Xu, we are in trouble now." The disciples on the side looked at Xu Ziqiang awkwardly, with confusion on their faces.
"Then kill a few more." Xu Ziqiang gritted his teeth and said.
With the strength of the Zimen disciples, it was easy to kill several main and partial disciples. It could even be said that an adult was stepping on and killing a group of ants. Therefore, Xu Ziqiang did not take these people seriously at all.
Just because there are so many of them, we can't kill them all, right?
If he kills both the main disciples and the disciples of the sub-men, I am afraid that the senior officials of Tiandao Palace will not let him go. Besides, if they are all killed, who will rebuild Tiandao Palace? Who will rebuild Lingshan Mountain?
These main disciples and side disciples are the main force working in Tiandao Palace. Without them, who will be responsible for the food, clothing, housing and transportation of Tiandao Palace? We can't let those high-level disciples do it, right? They are the treasures of the elders of Tiandao Palace.
Whoosh!
Several white lights flashed, and the heads of more than a dozen side disciples fell to the ground. The scene was filled with blood, and it was too tragic to watch.
"Kill!" The disciples from the main sect and the side sect were not afraid of death at all at this moment. They rushed toward each other like moths to a flame.
The disciple of Zi Men slashed with his sword again.
In a temporary home, heads fell to the ground on the remote mountain, and hundreds of people died in one fell swoop.
"It's over, it's over." The disciples were dumbfounded.
"Senior brother, you can't continue killing, otherwise the elders will blame you." A group of people advised him one after another.
Xu Ziqiang was furious, but he didn't care so much. He gritted his teeth and cursed: "They are attacking us. Do we have to endure it?"
"But... let's rob other people's houses." The disciple said timidly.
"Everyone stop it!"
A voice came.
Everyone looked up and saw that it was the Great Elder descending from the sky.
Seeing the great elder coming, both sides immediately stopped fighting.
"Great Elder, they killed more than three hundred of our brothers." Chu Feiyun stepped out.
Yang Yuntian glanced at it and saw that there were indeed many people dead on the ground, all of them were deviant disciples. Yang Yuntian was not alone, and he glared at Xu Ziqiang, his face ashen.
Seeing Yang Yuntian's angry face, Xu Ziqiang immediately understood that he had made a big mistake.
"Elder, I didn't kill them, but they took the initiative to attack us." Xu Ziqiang hurriedly lowered his head.
"The elder is aware of this." Chu Feiyun stepped forward and said, "He brought people to rob our resting place. He even wanted to drive us out of Tiandao Palace."
"Nonsense." When Xu Ziqiang heard this, Chu Feiyun dared to slander him. This was incredible. He cursed angrily: "I just kicked you out of the back door. How did I ever kick you out of the Tiandao Palace?"
"You took away my place and drove me down the mountain. This is not to drive us away. What are you doing?" Chu Feiyun was clear-minded and thought clearly.
As soon as these words came out, all the main disciples and side disciples admired Chu Feiyun.
"You!" Xu Ziqiang was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
Although Chu Feiyun's words are absurd, they are also serious.
Xu Ziqiang is a man who can move his fists but never talk, but when the Great Elder is here, how can he dare to do it? If he wants to use his mouth, he is no match for Chu Feiyun. After a battle, he was defeated.
