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Chapter 223 The Turtle in the Urn

When Zhao Qingtian and the others saw that Lu Kun was so serious and in a hurry, they knew that what Yuxuan just said was probably true.

Without saying a word, Zhao Xueer immediately flew towards Yuyang Peak with her royal weapon. Her first purpose now was revenge. If there was a disaster of annihilation, the people who came to attack must be from the same camp as Li Waner.

With her current strength, it is impossible for her to take revenge. She must survive!

She has to wait until she improves her cultivation and then personally seek revenge on the evil man who has been a senior sister for many years and finally killed her master!

Lu Kun's expression just now showed that the sect also had some arrangements, so Zhao Xueer followed Lu Kun's arrangements without hesitation.

Zhao Qingtian looked at the sister whose temper had changed drastically, showing a somewhat distressed look, and murmured: "Li Waner, I didn't expect that your acting skills are so high. Even I, Zhao Qingtian, have been deceived by you for so many years."

"No wonder you don't lie to me!"

"I'm not willing to give in. I want to live, practice hard, and question you face to face!" Then Zhao Qingtian showed determination and flew towards his Chaoyang Peak imperial weapon.

Yu Xuan, the last remaining person, looked at the backs of the two of them, recalling what Zhao Qingtian told him, with a somewhat sad expression: "I didn't expect that Li Waner had been lurking in the Yueyang Sect for so many years and even killed Master Uncle Wang."

"Xue'er must be very sad. Judging from the look in her eyes just now, she must want to avenge Uncle Wang in the future."

Yuxuan thought of this and said seriously: "I must speed up my training, rely on body training to break through the foundation building, and help Xueer get revenge in the future."

After saying that, the young man's face changed a bit, and he walked towards the second floor of the Weapon Refining Peak with firm steps.

Li Waner may not know that although she successfully completed the lurking mission of the Demon Spirit Sect, because of this incident, these three low-level monks who were not in her eyes became her biggest enemies in the future.

Lu Kun didn't know that his three disciples' desire for strength had reached an extremely high level. He was currently standing on the Sunset Pavilion on the fourth floor of the Refining Peak, with a heavy look on his face, and told what Nie Wufeng had guessed.

Tell it.

The person listening to him in front of him was Gu Tianjian, who had become a late-stage foundation-building monk. This top master of weapon refining design frowned, but there was no trace of panic in his expression.

Qin Yushu on the side was different. The young peak master no longer had a gentle and elegant posture, but listened to Lu Kun's story in a daze.

He thought of Zhuo Qingya, who had just become a monk with him, and his expression changed uncertainly.

"From what you said, Master Fang also knows. It seems that the ancestor asked me to prepare that thing." Gu Tianjian murmured after listening to Lu Kun's description.

Lu Kun suddenly turned pale, pointed in the direction facing the Sunset Pavilion, and exclaimed: "Two senior brothers, look, isn't that the Demon Cloud Boat of the Demon Spirit Sect?"

"Uncle Nie and I rushed back to the sect so quickly to report the news. Why did their Demon Spirit Sect's army arrive so quickly?"

Qin Yushu and Gu Tianjian, who had bowed their heads in silence, heard Lu Kun's exclamation and looked up.

I saw eight Demonic Cloud Boats appearing outside the Yueyang Sect. There were at least thirty figures on each black flying boat. It was impossible to send Qi Refining Stage disciples out in this kind of sect war, so there were only

Possibly a monk in the foundation building stage.

Qin Yushu said with some disbelief: "How come there are so many foundation-building monks in the Demon Spirit Sect? With such strength, even when the Yueyang Sect was in its heyday, it was no match for them!"

Gu Tianjian looked at the flying boats outside with a look of contemplation, and said in a low voice, "There are only four Demon Cloud Boats sold to the Demon Spirit Sect in Weapon Refining Peak over the past hundred years."

"Could the other four ships be imitations made by the weapon refiner of their Demon Spirit Sect? If they are imitations, then some of their functions will definitely not be there. As for the four ships I designed, they are all..."

Not to mention the surprise of Lu Kun and the others, many Yueyang Sect disciples saw the army of the Demon Spirit Sect and felt a sense of killing, and all of them were extremely panicked.

But at this time, a gentle old voice spread throughout the sect.

"Disciples of the Yueyang Sect, there is no need to panic. The Forbidden Formation of our sect is extraordinary. The enemy cannot attack for a while. Our sect has left a teleportation array. The disciples from each peak are returning to the cave to pack up their things and enter the teleportation array one by one.

"

"It's the voice of the ancestor!"

"Ancestor said there is a teleportation circle. I almost forgot. This is a large-scale teleportation circle that can teleport thousands of miles away at once."

"I haven't recovered from my injuries in the battle. I'm definitely no match for the disciples of the Demon Spirit Sect. This way I can save my life."

All Yueyang Sect monks who heard this voice rushed to the cave and put everything they could carry in the cave into storage bags.

At the same time, a middle-aged monk flew out of a Moyun boat headed by the Yueyang Sect's foreign minister, and he slowly flew towards the Forbidden Formation Light Screen of the Demon Spirit Sect.

Ancestor Fang who was at Tongtian Peak saw this, his expression changed, and he quickly flew out. His Yuan Ying stage escape technique was extremely fast, and after a while, Ancestor Fang came to the edge of the Forbidden Formation.

The two people looked at each other across a curtain of light.

The middle-aged monk showed a bit of a smile and said: "Fang Daoist, you are all right. I didn't expect that you are still alive and well after being hit by my soul-killing hand. However, our Demon Spirit Sect has been preparing for many years. Even if your strength is restored to

At the top, the Yueyang Sect cannot escape this time."

When Patriarch Fang of the Yueyang Sect saw this middle-aged monk, his face darkened and he said: "Old Demon Shi, you are really good at it. You quietly killed the two monks I sent to form the pill formation stage. Not to mention, you were almost killed."

You were seriously injured."

"We, the Yueyang Sect, are willing to give up this sect's base and escape overseas, and we won't let your Demon Spirit Sect get anything. I don't believe you dare to pursue us overseas."

This middle-aged monk is the great elder of the Demon Spirit Sect. He has a cultivation level at the peak of the mid-stage Nascent Soul. He has extremely exquisite demon skills. He is known as Shi Lao Mo. He can be said to be the most powerful person among the six sects.

Shi Laomo chuckled and said: "Overseas? Does Fellow Daoist Fang really think that our sect has no way to deal with it?"

The old man with white hair and boyish face thought of something, and his spiritual consciousness moved towards the center of Yueyang Sect. His face was ugly, and he stared at the opponent outside.

Ancestor Fang snorted coldly and said: "Old Demon Shi, don't think that you are sure of victory. Although I am the only Nascent Soul Stage monk in our sect these years, the foundation of the Ten Thousand Years Sect is still there."

"If you want to eat our Yueyang Sect, be careful and break your teeth."

As soon as he patted the storage bag, two figures immediately appeared next to him. The two figures' faces were calm and expressionless, with a faint white light flowing outside their skin.

Patriarch Fang muttered something, and then the two figures emitted mana fluctuations that were no less than those in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

Shi Lao Mo was startled at first, and then showed a look of ecstasy, saying: "I didn't expect that the Yueyang Sect really had a method of refining the ancient puppetry, and there were even two at the Nascent Soul stage. Haha, I gained a lot this time.

."

Then Shi Laomo took out a black magic disk. His expression was strange, and his magic power was quickly activated. The magic disk shone brightly, and then the entire Yueyang Sect's forbidden formation seemed to have received some instructions, and a faint black energy appeared on it.

The entire Yueyang Sect was soon enveloped in this black forbidden magic circle. Ancestor Fang immediately felt it with his spiritual consciousness, and his expression changed drastically.

The sect's prohibition formation was actually controlled by the enemy, and the teleportation formation was also destroyed. The Yueyang Sect was already a turtle in the urn, with no way out!


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