The battle between the middle-aged man and the evil blood eagle undoubtedly shocked everyone at the venue.
Even though they were far away, people could still see that the skeleton shadow released by the Tiansha Blood Eagle was easily swallowed up, and the dazzling light almost illuminated the entire venue.
"Are we...are we saved..."
"Darkness has been eliminated!! It must be Lord Ryumotomasa!! Lord Ryugenmasa has won!!"
"Brothers and sisters!! Hold on to the weapons in your hands, it's time to counterattack!!"
The originally decadent Zhengdao sects were all aroused. Although they no longer had the upper hand in numbers, the light in the west undoubtedly gave everyone a shot in the arm, giving hope to the already desperate Southern sects again.
The disciples of the Demon Sect, especially the disciples of the Demon Sect, all showed expressions of disbelief.
"Impossible...how is it possible? The Lord Protector has clearly won just now, how is it possible..."
"It must be their dying counterattack! Don't be afraid, everyone, we have so many people now that they won't be able to turn over!!"
Just as the demon general from the Heavenly Demon Sect finished speaking, a white beam of light pierced his head.
Puff puff puff!!
The middle-aged man swung countless white beams wherever he went, and each white beam would take the life of a demon sect disciple.
The middle-aged man flew extremely fast, and everywhere he went was filled with white light. In a short time, he had killed hundreds of disciples of the Demon Sect.
"Sure enough, it's Lord Long Yuanzheng! It's Lord Long Yuanzheng who is here!!"
"Long Yuanzheng and the others won!!"
roar!!
Countless people from the Zhengdao sect began to shout, taking the middle-aged man wrapped in light in the sky as Long Yuanzheng.
After all, the techniques used by the two are very similar, but no matter what, the situation at the venue is slowly being reversed, just by the power of the middle-aged man!
The Demon Shadow and the leader of the Hehuan Sect saw the white light in the west and couldn't help but look at each other, with shocked expressions on their faces.
"Blood, Lord Blood Eagle has fallen???".
Qian Gu, the leader of Hehuan Sect, asked tremblingly.
The demonic shadow nodded with difficulty. All the masters in the southern region should have been killed. Therefore, it must be a master who suddenly appeared to defeat the protector.
Although we don't know his identity, he is definitely not something that the current Heavenly Demon Sect can resist.
"Then, what should we do now? Should we gather our strength and fight with that person?"
Qian Gu asked aloud.
"You're stupid! You can't even defeat that person as a protector. No matter how many soldiers and generals you gather, what's the point?"
Moying got angry and slapped Qian Gu on the forehead, feeling unwilling to do so.
I thought that the Demon Sect would be victorious this time, but I didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin would show up halfway.
"Oh, oh! Good!!"
Qian Gu nodded and didn't even care about his men. He turned into a stream of light and fled outside the venue.
The demonic shadow touched his chin, thought for a moment, and then flew towards the west.
Regardless of whether the Tiansha Blood Eagle is dead now, he must confirm this.
Sure enough, after Mo Ying came here, he saw Mo Min with his head pierced through, and Tiansha Blood Eagle with only half of his body left.
Suddenly pain came from my heart.
In the past, although there were some difficulties with a few people, they were still people who had worked together for decades. It was impossible to say that they had no feelings.
Just when the demon shadow was grieving, he turned his eyes and saw the demon sword Qianye stuck on the ground. The hilt had disappeared, but the sword body was still glowing with black light.
"Qian, Qianye!!"
The demonic shadow pulled out the demon sword from the ground, carefully wiped the dust off the sword, and then a bold idea emerged from his mind.
"Hahahaha! It really takes no effort at all!!"
"This Demon Sect is mine!"
The demonic shadow laughed crazily and rose into the sky.
He no longer cared about the Demonic Cult members in the venue.
How long they can survive depends on their lives. And with the Demon Sword Qianye, the protector and Mo Min are already dead. As long as the remaining demons can be eliminated, the Demon Sect will become
What’s in your pocket??
…
Not long after Feng Chuixue flew with Lin Lang, she saw a bright light erupting from the west side of the venue. This also caused her to stop.
"This light is..."
A surprised smile appeared on Feng Chuixue's face, so she carried Lin Lang and flew back.
But after flying for a while, it stopped.
"This dress..."
Feng Chuixue just stared at the clothes that Lin Lang was wearing and belonged to the Demon Sect. If he just took Lin Lang there, he might be killed on the spot by those uncles.
"It would be fine if it was the eighth uncle or the ninth uncle who came. If it were the previous uncles, they would definitely kill you mercilessly..."
Feng Chuixue leaned Lin Lang against a big tree, then put the ever-changing mask on Lin Lang's face, hiding his original appearance, and then took out a set of cloth clothes from the storage ring.
, ready to be replaced by Lin Lang.
But after taking out the clothes, Feng Chui Xue stopped.
If you change Lin Lang's clothes, wouldn't you have to show him naked?
Reminiscing about the previous spanking by Lin Lang, Feng Chuixue's face turned red, and she felt extremely ashamed and angry, and kicked Lin Lang's thighs several times.
"Hmph! Now you have to change your clothes! When you wake up, you will have to be my servant for ten years!!"
Feng Chuixue said viciously, covering her eyes with one hand. The other hand reluctantly began to take off Lin Lang's clothes.
It took a stick of incense for Feng Chui Xue to change Lin Lang's clothes.
At first, she would cover her eyes with her hands, but it was too troublesome to cover her eyes and change clothes. Later, she opened her eyes and changed Lin Lang's clothes.
The original shy mood gradually turned into curiosity.
"It turns out that a man's body looks like this..."
Feng Chuixue blushed and looked at Lin Lang carefully.
Although Feng Chuixue is already thirty-two years old, he still spends most of his time practicing. Therefore, he knows nothing about men and women. He only observed Lin Lang's body out of curiosity.
call!!
After changing clothes for Lin Lang, Feng Chuixue took a long breath, and his forehead was covered with fragrant sweat.
But it's not because I'm tired. It's because I'm shy and nervous.
The wind and snow have been cold for thirty-two years. It can be said that the shyness shown today is more than the previous thirty-two years combined. It is enough to show how big a challenge this job is for her.
Now that Lin Lang has put on new clothes and a new face, no one can recognize his original identity. And Feng Chuixue can safely bring him to the people of Sun Yao Shrine.
…
"Wind blowing snow!!!"
The middle-aged man shouted loudly. It only took him half an hour to walk through the entire venue, but he still couldn't find Feng Chuixue.
He also wiped out all the disciples of the Demon Sect along the way. After using such a large number of spiritual energy attacks and flying, the middle-aged man did not show any signs of breathing and was still shouting at the top of his lungs.
Gradually, the remaining members of the Southern Territory Sect gradually gathered here. Not counting those who had escaped from the venue, there were less than three hundred people left.
You know, there were three thousand people who originally came to see the Spirit Fighting Conference.
In the end, only 300 people were left.
This is a huge loss to the Southern Territory and the entire cultivation world.
"Master Long...where are the other adults now??"
An elder of the Heaven and Earth Alliance came forward respectfully. The most important thing was to inquire about the whereabouts of the two alliance leaders.
"Lord Dragon?? What Lord Dragon? I am not Lord Dragon."
The middle-aged man reacted at this moment and removed the light from his body, revealing his ordinary face.
"Um...you are..."
The elders of the Heaven and Earth Alliance scratched their heads, unable to recognize this person's identity.
At this moment, a disciple next to him tugged on his clothes, then pointed at the middle-aged man's white robe and said.
"Master, master... is, is... a person from Sun Yao Shrine."
"Sun Yao Shrine??!!"
The elders of the Heaven and Earth Alliance screamed strangely, and other people also cast shocked glances.
"Sun Yao Shrine??!! He is actually from Sun Yao Shrine!"
"Oh my God, look at the clothes he is wearing, the logo of Sun Yao Shrine is embroidered on the chest!!"
"The people from Sun Yao Shrine are really here!!"
"It should be the person brought by Fairy Blowing Snow."
Everyone looked at the middle-aged man curiously. This middle-aged man looked ordinary, but no one dared to look down upon him.
Because it was he who defeated the strongest person in the Demon Cult. Without him, I am afraid that these people would not have escaped death.
"Hey! Don't worry about it, Mr. Long! Let me ask you, where is Feng Chuixue now?? Nothing happened to her??"
The elder of the Heaven and Earth Alliance who was picked up said tremblingly: "Reporting to your lord... Fairy Chuixue must have just fought with Long Yuanzheng and several other lords."
"With Long Yuanzheng??"
The middle-aged man's heart suddenly sank.
Just now, several masters from the Southern Territory were completely wiped out, and Feng Chui Xue was also there.
Thinking of this, the middle-aged man slapped himself a dozen times, and then said to himself.
"Luo Jiu, Luo Jiu!!! Tell me what ridiculous things you do all day long! You can handle all the things assigned by the palace master! Now, if anything happens to Miss Chuixue, you yourself
Just repent for the rest of your life!!"
The middle-aged man's name is Luo Jiu, and he is one of the nine Sun Envoys under the Emperor Luo Jinyin of the Sun Yao Shrine.
Everyone knows that Sun Yao Divine Palace is the strongest in Tianxuan, which can be seen from the number of powerful people in the Imperial Spirit Realm.
An ordinary holy land usually has about three powerful people in the Imperial Spirit Realm. For a more powerful holy land, having five is already a big deal.
However, the nine Sun Envoys on the surface of the Sun Yao Shrine are all beings in the Imperial Spirit Realm. This does not include the old palace master, the Heavenly Emperor Luo Jinyin, and the hidden strong men... It is enough to show the power of the Sun Yao Shrine.
How powerful.
The nine Sun Envoys are independent from the Sun Yao Palace and completely obey the orders of the Emperor Luo Jinyin.
Luo Jiu, who ranked ninth among the Sun Envoys this time, came to help Feng Chui Xue break the situation because of Luo Jin Yin's order.
Time goes back to three days ago.
The Emperor of Heaven looked into the distance in front of the window every day. Suddenly he felt that his right eyelid was beating non-stop, and the time coincided with the Spirit Fighting Conference in the Southern Region. So Luo Jinyin was worried and sent a Sun Envoy to help Feng Chuixue.
Luo Jiu didn't take this matter to heart either.
Thinking that all the sects in the Southern Region have been united, and Feng Chuixue is still in charge, there will definitely be no trouble in the Spirit Fighting Conference.
But when he arrived at the venue, his heart went cold. He wished he could hit his head against a tree and die.
If I had been more nervous and arrived here earlier, maybe there wouldn't be such a tragic situation.
It's better now. Only less than 300 people from the Southern Territory Sect are dead. Feng Chui Xue is nowhere to be found.
Luo Jiu was completely stunned.
"Um... sir. Long Yuanzheng, Miao Liang, and my heaven and earth alliance leaders, what happened to them??"
The elders of the Heaven and Earth Alliance bravely asked.
"They? They're all dead a long time ago!"
Luo Jiu said angrily. He couldn't care less about how the people in the Southern Territory died. The most important thing was that nothing happened to Feng Chuixue.
"ah!!!"
After hearing Luo Jiu's words, the elders of the Heaven and Earth Alliance knelt on the ground and began to suffer. The remaining disciples of the Heaven and Earth Alliance, the disciples of Tianxian Palace, and the remaining disciples of the two holy places all lost their voices in pain.
"Disaster in the Southern Region, disaster in the Southern Region!!"
The person who spoke was Hu Chengshu from the Suzaku Sect. He was accompanied by Mu Zhiyuan and Ma Ling'er.
Under Yun Wuying's care, the three of them survived by chance.
As for the death of Qi Yan and Li Shanhe, Mu Zhiyuan could only explain to Hu Chengshu that it was the work of the Demon Cult.
Which of the remaining sects doesn’t have more than half dead?
Some sects may only have one bare leader left, and some sects may only have the youngest disciple left.
The three members of the Suzaku Sect have a relatively high survival rate.
Listening to everyone's whimpering, Luo Jiu also started crying.
The fear of punishment from the Emperor of Heaven was only one aspect of his sadness. The most important thing was that Feng Chui Xue was someone he had grown up watching.
To Feng Chuixue, the nine Sun Envoys are really like nine uncles.
Now Feng Chuixue's life and death are uncertain, and a man as strong as Luo Jiu also shed tears of grief.
Just when everyone was grieving, a woman's voice suddenly came from the sky.
"Uncle Nine??!"
This voice couldn't be more familiar. Luo Jiu suddenly raised his head and saw Feng Feng Chui Xue flying towards here carrying a young man on his back.
"Blow, Miss Fubuki!!!"
Luo Jiu was simply happier than seeing his own mother, and rushed forward and hugged Feng Chuixue.
"Great! Great! It's great that you're okay!"
"Oh Uncle Jiu, what are you doing!"
Feng Chuixue pushed Luo Jiu away in disgust, but her eyes were full of smiles.
"Hahaha! I wouldn't be happy if I didn't see you alive. If something really happened to you, Uncle Jiu would have no shame in living."
As Luo Jiu spoke, he started to cry aggrievedly, like a child who had made a mistake.
Feng Chuixue's eyes were a little moist, and her heart felt warm.
Walking through the gates of hell and seeing your loved ones again is simply the most heart-warming thing in the world.