In the meeting hall of the Lingxiao Sect, Ling Yunzhi stood up, his eyes fell on the guard who was kneeling in front of him and said: "Is this true? That Zhuo Wen actually broke into the Youhuan Sect alone."
The guard lowered his head and said quickly: "This matter is absolutely true. Now Zhuo Wen is at the mountain gate of the Youhuan Sect. When my subordinates learned about it, they immediately came back to inform the sect leader."
"Sect Master, Zhuo Wen went to Youhuan Sect alone to seek death. It is not a pity for this son to die, but the essence of the sky in him..." There was an old man standing next to Ling Yunzhi, and he said solemnly.
Ling Yunzhi narrowed his eyes slightly and snorted coldly: "The Starry Sky Essence of the Sky Realm must not be enjoyed by just one person from the Netherworld Sect. Let's go, take the group of elders and go to the Netherworld Sect with me."
The white-haired old man nodded and said hesitantly: "Do you want to inform ancestor about this?"
Ling Yunzhi shook his head and said: "No need, that Zhuo Wen is just an ant, there is no need to let the ancestor take action."
The white-haired old man leaned over and excused himself. After a while, he summoned seven or eight members of the elder group, followed Ling Yunzhi on the airship, and left the Lingxiao Sect.
After Ling Yunzhi left Lingxiao Sect with the group of elders, Tianmo Island on the other side of Dongyu was also ready to go.
Mozhan stood in front of the team, looked at Mo Fan and Yu Shan helplessly, and said: "Why are you two so stubborn? Then Zhuo Wen went to Youhuan Sect to die. Is it possible that our Tianmo Island is because of Zhuo Wen and Youhuan Sect?
Fight to death?"
Mo Fan said in a deep voice: "Father, Zhuo Wen saved my life. How can I just sit idly by and ignore him when he is in trouble this time?"
"Of course, if father doesn't want to dispatch the troops of Tianmo Island, it would be fine if Junior Sister Yu Shan and I go."
Although Yu Shan said nothing, her beautiful eyes were full of determination, obviously supporting Mo Fan's words.
Mozhang rubbed his forehead with a slight headache and said: "That's all, I'll go with you. You don't need to send so many troops this time. You only need to bring the elders with you. We didn't fight against the Youhuan Sect in the past.
It’s just to save Zhuo Wen.”
"As long as we save brother Zhuo, we will obey my father's instructions." Mo Fan said happily.
"I've already arranged the manpower, hurry up and board the spaceship!"
Mozhang waved his hands, but felt helpless in his heart.
At this moment, more and more monks gathered around Youhuan Sect, their eyes fixed on the battle at the mountain gate of Youhuan Sect.
In that starry sky, huge scrolls tens of thousands of miles away were seen surrounding You Yewei and others.
Within the scroll, flames surged like a volcano erupting, terrifying and frightening. The starry sky tens of thousands of miles away was like a world of flames.
Outside the scroll, countless sword lights pour out, like the Milky Way.
However, although the sword light was sharp, it was like a stone sinking into the sea when it hit the world of flames, without causing any sparks at all.
In the scroll, You Yewei sneered at the corner of his mouth and said: "No need to waste your efforts, this beacon scroll was refined by my ancestor, you can't break it at all."
"And once I use this beacon scroll, my ancestor will know that I have reached a critical juncture. The ancestor will soon be released from the Nether Palace, and you will be dead."
Having said this, You Yewei couldn't help but burst out laughing, his smile full of ferocious color.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold, and he didn't care at all about the ancestor You Yewei said, but said calmly: "The four of you took action and broke this beacon scroll."
As soon as these words came out, You Yewei's smile froze, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.
Whoosh whoosh!
Suddenly, three black shadows flew out from under Zhuo Wen like ghosts, and used their magical weapons to hit the beacon scroll mercilessly.
The originally indestructible beacon scroll trembled violently at the moment of collision.
Zhang Zhicheng, who killed the great elder with one shot, stepped forward and threw the spear in his hand. The spear erupted like a hurricane and hit the beacon scroll heavily.
The beacon scroll, which was already shaking violently, shook even more violently and was teetering on the verge of collapse, as if it would collapse at any time.
"What? Xutian has ascended seven times, and there are four of them? How... is this possible?"
After You Yewei saw the three black shadows clearly, he couldn't help but exclaimed.
These three black figures were two men and one woman, and the auras of the three of them were extremely powerful. They were not weaker than him at all. It was obvious that they were all strong men from Xutian Qideng.
Coupled with the sixty-year-old man holding a gun, there were four Xutian Qideng besieging the Beacon Scroll.
You Yewei was really shocked. There were only two monks in their Youhuan Sect's Xutian Seventh Ascension. One was him and the other was the law enforcement elder who was killed by Zhuo Wen.
And now, Zhuo Wen suddenly called out four powerful men who had reached the seventh level of Xu Tian. Even their Netherworld Sect might not be able to come up with such a lineup.
Boom boom boom!
The four of them tried their best to blast the Beacon Scroll with continuous blasts. Only a click was heard, and cracks finally appeared in the Beacon Scroll, and the cracks became bigger and bigger.
You Yewei's pupils shrank, and he quickly used his divine power to protect the beacon scroll, but found that it was of no use at all. The crack was getting bigger and bigger, and it was likely to be out of control.
Boom!
Finally, the beacon scroll was completely shattered into countless sparks. You Yewei and the other three elders couldn't help but retreat one after another.
"Walk!"
You Yewei shouted loudly, and with the remaining three elders, they rushed towards the Netherworld Palace deep in the Youhuan Sect.
You Yewei knows that only You Wusei can hold on to the situation now.
As long as Youwu dies, both Zhuo Wen and the four masters of Xutian Qidian will all die here.
Whoosh whoosh!
It is a pity that the moment You Yewei just stepped out, the four monks who had reached the seventh level of Xutian were chasing after them, sticking closely behind them.
"Sect Master, you cannot die. You must hold on until our ancestor comes out of seclusion, and then you can avenge us."
Seeing Zhang Zhicheng and the four others approaching behind him step by step, the three elders following You Yewei showed death determination in their eyes. They immediately turned around and used their respective virtual overpasses to detonate them.
You Yewei sighed softly, but his foot speed was not slow and he ran away very fast.
Boom!
It's a pity that You Yewei didn't go out for long, a sword light came at an angle and hit Youye Wei heavily in front of him.
You Yewei roared low, took out the long-handled sword, raised it, struck the sword light, annihilating it, and then stared gloomily at the young man in white standing in front of him.
"Zhuo Wen, how dare ants from all over the sky come to stop me alone? They are simply looking for death."
You Yewei was holding a lot of fire in his heart, and when he saw Zhuo Wen, he let it out.
I saw You Yewei step forward, and the long-handled sword quickly slashed out, turning into dense sword lights.
The sword light was so dense that it was like a vast ocean, enough to annihilate any monk below the seventh level of Xutian. It was obvious that You Yewei planned to completely eliminate Zhuo Wen with this sword and make a quick victory.