Eight hundred and twentieth eight chapters fear field
Yundian Dynasty, West Extreme Realm, Qingshen Sword Sect.
The mountains are majestic, like a sword edge surrounded by clouds and smoke.
"Have you heard? Another person committed suicide last night."
Two inner disciples of the Green God Sword Sect, wearing robes with a green sword mark printed on the back, whispered in the corner of the training ground.
"This is already the thirteenth person this month, and they all committed suicide. Our Qingshen Sword Sect has never had such a weird thing happen in a hundred years. I heard that the sect master and the elders are going to discuss the seal of the clan today.
Regarding the matter on the mountain, no disciple is allowed to leave the mountain without finding out the reason, and other disciples who are outside are not allowed to return to the mountain." One of them said.
"If this is really the case, doesn't it mean that we can't go down the mountain to have fun in the future?" Another disciple of the Qingshen Sword Sect said with a sad look on his face.
"Then what can be done? Do you still dare to disobey orders?"
"You two, if you don't practice martial arts well, what are you talking about?"
At this time, a stern scolding sound reached the ears of the two disciples, causing their bodies to tremble.
"Butler Wood!"
The two of them glanced at the person who scolded them and bowed respectfully.
Although they are all inner disciples, they are one level below the deacons in the Qingshen Sword Sect.
These deacons are all held by core disciples who cannot be promoted to true disciples, and their status is higher than that of ordinary core disciples.
"Hmph! The sect leader has issued an order. From today on, the mountain gate will be closed and all disciples will not be able to leave the mountain!"
Deacon Mu glanced at this martial arts training ground exclusively for inner disciples, summoned his strength, and his voice echoed in all directions.
really!
The inner disciples at the martial arts training ground were not too surprised. They had already received the gossip.
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"Oops! Oops! What should I do? What should I do? The Qingshen Sword Sect has closed the mountain. Sooner or later, we will find out here. Moreover, Miss Fei Xueling's aura of despair is getting stronger and stronger. Even I
If the Nine-Life White Feather Demonic Soul gets too close, it will cause despair."
In a room belonging to the elder Keqing of the Qingshen Sword Sect, Xia Wei was anxious and anxious.
Even though more than ten years have passed, Xia Wei's appearance has not changed at all because of the Nine Lives White Feather Demon Soul.
More than ten years ago, after Yuesheng left, Xia Wei accepted the invitation of Mo Guijiu, a true disciple of the Qingshen Sword Sect, and became a guest of the Qingshen Sword Sect.
And with the help of her nine-born white feather demon soul and her excellent medical skills, she became the guest elder of the Qingshen Sword Sect three years ago, and she is quite famous in the Qingshen Sword Sect.
"Miss Fei Xueling, if you still have a little bit of consciousness and can hear me, just restrain your aura! Otherwise we will really be doomed."
Xia Wei looked at Fei Xueling, who was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, and clasped her hands together.
Although she had a headache and was worried, she was not afraid.
Since her father passed away in an accident six years ago, her timid and timid character has gradually changed, which perhaps even Xia Wei herself did not notice.
"Elder Xia, the sect leader has ordered that all true disciples and elder-level people gather at the Law Enforcement Hall."
At this time, the voice of a disciple of the Qingshen Sword Sect sounded outside the door.
"knew."
Xia Wei's face was startled, but she recovered immediately, with a look of majesty that she had never seen before.
Qingshen Sword Sect, Law Enforcement Hall.
A long sword stained with blood hangs above the main entrance.
As soon as she got close, Xia Wei felt a biting chill, which was unbearable even with her current level of cultivation.
"Elder Xia, how are you these days?"
A rather handsome man with a pretty face appeared next to Xia Wei.
It was the one who introduced Xia Wei to the Qingshen Sword Sect, the latest disciple of the second elder, Mo Guijiu, the White-faced Sword God.
"Mo Zhenzhuan, it's not like you don't know what happened recently. It's caused such trouble that my Spiritual Doctor Hall can't even live in peace."
Xia Wei showed a trace of bitterness on her face.
"Don't worry, Deacon Xia, we are called here today just to solve this matter. In a few days, the murderer will fall into the trap."
Mo Guijiu smiled slightly.
In the past ten years, due to the introduction of Xia Wei's relationship, his status has also increased. Not to mention other things, the sect's preference for him has doubled in terms of training resources.
"That's great. It seems that it won't be long before our Spiritual Medicine Hall can operate normally again." Xia Wei looked relieved.
After the two entered the law enforcement hall, they immediately felt a heavy pressure on them, causing the power of soul in their bodies to move more than twice as slowly.
At this time, there were dozens of people sitting cross-legged in the law enforcement hall, and everyone was filled with an aura that made Xia Wei feel dangerous.
There were even a few people who made her feel like she was facing Yuesheng, with an aura that was hard to breathe.
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Yundian Dynasty, Beiyuan Territory.
A young man with a black robe and a bald head, who was over three meters tall and whose arms were thicker than an adult's thigh, like a miniature giant, appeared in front of the main court of the Beiyuan Realm Siting.
On his left cuff, a very conspicuous copper stripe is branded on it, exuding a special aura. This proves that Si Ting's copper robe is extremely difficult to imitate, and only when he wears it can the copper robe exude.
A special smell.
And his right wrist is wrapped with a very thin silver thread, which is difficult to spot if you don't look carefully.
"Huh? It seems that there is a lot of martial law."
Yuesheng stopped and gently raised his head to glance at the Siting Main Courtyard without any guards.
However, Yuesheng could easily feel the auras hidden in the darkness, and each one of them was a master of the Seven Soul Realm.
"Where are you from, Tongsi?"
As soon as Yuesheng approached the gate of Siting, a cold voice with a hint of murderous intent came into his ears.
If it weren't for the copper robe he was wearing, Yuesheng would have suspected that the opponent's long knife had fallen on his neck.
Well, then he beat the other person to death.
"I am a first-class bronze commander personally ordered by Mr. Sikong Yue, the commander of Jinsi in the Huaiqi area of Beiyuan."
Yuesheng glanced lightly at his left side and said.
"Huh? You are actually able to detect my position. It seems that you are not an ordinary person. However, the Jin Si who is now in charge of the Huaiqi area in Beiyuan is not Lord Sikong Yue, but Lord Bei Wuchang. As early as eight years ago,
, Sikong Yue died in the demon invasion."
A dark shadow appeared next to Yuesheng.
"Monster invasion?" Yuesheng raised his eyebrows.
"It was led by those vixens in Qingqiu Mountain. They went crazy and suddenly broke into Beiyuan Territory. At that time, at least three giant monsters took action. I only heard about the specific details. Perhaps Sir Bei Wuchang knows more. Don't move around here for now. I
Go and inform Master Bei Wuchang."
The cold voice softened slightly.
"Okay." Yuesheng replied with a cracked mouth.
The dark shadow disappeared, and Yuesheng clearly felt that several more eyes were staring at him, with vigilance and a hint of murderous intent.
"Bei Wuchang, such a familiar name, seems to have some grudge against me!"
Yuesheng licked his lips, then gently raised his right foot, stepped on the air, and a faint ripple spread out.
There was no earth-shattering noise, and even the entire court could not see any changes.
However, if there is a peerless expert in the Heavenly Realm here, he will notice that the entire Siting is in a realm, and the surrounding aura disappears one by one.
Territory of fear.
This is the first time Yuesheng takes action after devouring the Dread Demon King and achieving the realm of heaven and human.
In the realm of fear, those who have not yet achieved the Three Soul Locks will drown in the inner fear almost instantly.