Xuan Huan: Winning is numb, my disciples have systems

"What's the matter, what's the matter, they are all flying in the direction they came and went."

"The one that passed by just now seems to be the flying boat of Yuntian Holy Land?"

"The people in Yuntian Holy Land are leaving, there must be something big going on, and the movement that happened here just now..."

Looking at the flying boat that kept going against the direction in mid-air, everyone had their own discussions.

At this time, a disciple suddenly changed his expression and said:

"Wait, could it be..."

The boy said, taking a deep breath.

"I heard that there are some relics. As long as the relics are taken, the place where they are located will collapse. This is the last test. If you can't leave, then..."

Hearing this, everyone immediately became uneasy.

"It's day, why are you still standing there, run!"

The inheritance has nothing to do with them, and if they have to be buried with them, it will be really a loss to grandma's family!

At that moment, several people took out their flying boats one after another and hurried on their way decisively.

Similar conversations happen everywhere.

The movement just now, plus the people in Yuntian Holy Land started to leave.

All of a sudden, an astonishing news spread crazily.

The Tiancang Ruins are about to collapse!

As soon as the news came out, it spread like a hurricane.

For a moment, the entire Tian Cang ruins were in commotion.

.......

"Speed ​​back through the sound transmission and send someone to respond."

Outside the Tiancang ruins, people left behind by various forces transmitted voices one after another.

Even if they don't know the formation method now, judging from the actions of those elders in Yuntian Holy Land.

This entrance probably won't last long.

Such an accident was something that no one had imagined.

Where the Wuxiang sect was, everyone's faces were full of seriousness at this moment.

Cang Wenyu looked closely at the entrance of the ruins, held the message stone, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, there is a communication stone, so you can know what happened in it.

Fortunately, now that the news has spread, the elders and disciples of the sect also began to retreat.

"Elder Xiao, tell the other elders to stop the disciples of Yuntian Holy Land, and don't let them come out too early."

Cang Wenyu sent a voice transmission reminder.

Elder Xiao is maintaining the exit inside the ruins.

Today, the entrance to the outside world is completely controlled by Yuntian Holy Land.

If the descendants of Yuntian Holy Land came out and they withdrew, the entrance to the ruins might be unsustainable.

Defenses can not do without.

........

"Isn't this the exit, why don't you leave?"

In the Tiancang ruins, the disciples finally arrived near the exit after a wild run.

It's just that the place is full of people at this time.

But no one walked towards the exit.

"I don't know what's going on, a formation suddenly appeared around this formation." A disciple frowned and said:

"There is no way to pass the formation, now we can only wait for everyone to find a way."

Hearing this, the complexions of a large number of disciples who came behind suddenly changed.

"Who did it? It's too bad. Are we going to trap us here?"

"Damn it, why are you still standing there, let's break the formation together!" A teenager rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward.

"Don't worry." The young man next to him stopped him and motioned to the formation in front of him:

"Those who understand formations in Yuntian Holy Land are already thinking of a way."

"Qin Jiuxiao has already obtained the inheritance of the saints, they must be the most anxious to leave, we just wait and get together."

At the same time, some other teenagers looked around:

"Isn't the ancestor of Xuan Yizong also in the ruins, can I ask the senior to help?"

Some people reacted immediately and followed up:

"That's right, Senior Sword King makes a move, this formation will definitely not be a problem."

"Disciples of Xuanyi Sect, it's time for you to show your performance. After going out this time, I will definitely thank you very much."

The crowd was noisy, and some people who didn't know it were also informed by the crowd who were full of desire to share.

For a time, everyone present knew three things.

Qin Jiuxiao received the inheritance of a saint.

The ancestor of the sword king of Xuan Yizong rescued people from all major forces.

Those who attacked those people should be dealt with by the sword king, otherwise Qin Jiuxiao could not be rescued.

Immediately afterwards, countless eyes fell on the disciples of Xuan Yizong.

"The ancestor is secretly protecting, and we have no way to find the ancestor."

A disciple of Xuanyi Sect had no choice but to speak.

However, there are still disciples who respectfully open their mouths to the void.

"I implore the ancestor to act again to resolve the crisis for the disciples."

The sound fell, and there was a slight silence in the surroundings.

There was no response.

And just when everyone thought there was no hope.

An old voice suddenly sounded.

"it is good."

Everyone's expressions were shocked.

Afterwards, everyone present heard a sword cry.

Countless people felt the tremor of the long sword at their waists.

A green and red long sword came to mid-air under the attention of countless eyes.

The spiritual power of the heavens and the earth gathered crazily, and suddenly there was a surge of wind and clouds.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way."

Everyone hurriedly moved to give up a large area.

"Xuanyi Sword Art Breaking the Formation!"

With a soft drink, the long sword suddenly trembled.

brush!

The sword light flashed by.

boom!

The formation that blocked everyone suddenly dispersed.

Everyone's expression was shocked, and they spoke again and again.

"Thank you, Senior Sword King!"

"No thanks."

The voice sounded, but said:

"Opportunities are precious, and the first to leave should be the descendants of my Xuan Yizong."

Hearing this, everyone spoke one after another.

"What the senior said is that if it weren't for the senior, we would still be trapped here, and it should be so."

"That's right, it should be, it should be."

"All according to the arrangement of the seniors."

For a while, there was no voice of opposition.

Just kidding, this is the King of Swords.

Not to mention kindness, even if there is hatred, you have to hold back.

Everyone in Xuan Yizong's expressions were startled at this moment, and they all puffed up their chests.

At this moment, I just feel that the scenery is incomparable.

See, this is identity.

The most precious opportunity, they come first.

"It's really lucky to join the Xuanyi sect. At this time, even the Holy Land has to be given up."

"I don't know how envious the other sect disciples will be now, haha, it's a pity they can only watch."

Xuan Yizong's disciples are mostly proud in their hearts.

There are also a small number of disciples who suddenly had an idea in their hearts.

Isn't the one that comes up the most dangerous?

However, as soon as this idea came out, they themselves were taken aback.

It should not be true for such a villain to speculate on the ancestors.

Just kidding, dear ancestors, how could they harm them.

Soon, a group of Xuan Yizong disciples walked out of the ruins one after another.

Then, the voice continued:

"The juniors of the Eastern Region will follow."

As soon as the words fell, a disciple suddenly asked at Yuntian Holy Land:

"Senior, is this biased?"

All around suddenly fell silent.

Many disciples in the Eastern Region frowned upon hearing this.

Looking at the boy's expression, they felt a kind of arrogance.

"Senior Sword King saved Qin Jiuxiao, but he still used such a posture. Is this a disciple of the Holy Land?"

This is what many people are thinking at this time.

But no one said anything.

At this time, the old voice sounded again:

"The Tiancang ruins belong to the Eastern Region. Isn't it enough for you Yuntian Holy Land disciple to take the inheritance?"