The Right Protector of the Demon Sect is reborn

"A mass attack?" Zheng Silu's voice was a little cold. "I didn't expect that your new head of Lianshui Pavilion is so powerful. I heard that you were also the leader in the crusade against the Demon Realm?"

"Master Zheng is ridiculous, Shen just got some opportunities."

Shen Han smiled, with no expression on his face and no emotion in his eyes. The folding fan was held in his hand, but he did not open it this time.

"..."

Opportunity is also part of a monk's strength. It is true that some people become famous by virtue of their adventures, but this is the first time Zheng Silu has seen someone as amazing as Shen Han.

This man was a nobody before he became the head of Lianshui Pavilion, but after becoming the head, he became the initiator and organizer of the crusade against the Demon Realm for no reason. It is said that he also sent a message to Kunlun. I received the invitation, but Zheng Silu rejected it outright because of Lou Xinzhou.

"Has Master Zheng thought it through clearly?"

Seeing that Zheng Silu was still reluctant to speak, Shen Han pressed him to ask.

"Headmaster Shen has brought the venerables from the four sects here. This is no different from a mass attack. Do I have any other choice?"

Zheng Silu smiled. The purple plum blossom between the girl's brows showed no panic or fear in her eyes even though she was in a weak position. Her aura was even higher than that of everyone in the sky.

But these words shocked everyone who came to watch the show.

"In other words, Kunlun is going to fight with Wumen?"

"No, it's the fourth door to be precise, but Yue Yue didn't come."

"Who do you think will win?"

"Isn't it necessary to think about it?" The old man who had just left his body stroked his gray beard and said, "Of course there are four sects. No matter how powerful Kunlun is, there are only two tribulation masters. How can there be four sects and five sages? opponent?"

"What you said makes sense, but Kunlun has three heaven-level magic weapons and a mountain-protecting formation. It should be able to resist."

A disciple asked back.

"This is just a drop in the bucket. Don't even think about it. Among the three heaven-level magical weapons in Kunlun, only one eye-catching silk can be used. What use can Juhua Ling and Fuyuan Qin be?"

"Yes, Lord Lingxu has been playing the ten-day harp for a whole time. I don't know how much energy he has consumed. No matter what, Kunlun is at a disadvantage."

"Does that mean the No. 1 sect in the world is about to change its owner? There are already two sages in Lianshui Pavilion, and I am afraid they will replace Kunlun Xu."

"possible."

"Hey, but have you noticed that the world's situation has changed so much, and it's all related to one person?"

While everyone was discussing, a female disciple from Yilian Shui Pavilion intervened.

"Who?"

Everyone asked back.

"Who else could it be? The one walking in the burial tomb."

"Yes! It's true when you think about it! The five sects attacked the Demon Realm precisely because Lou Xinzhou's background was exposed, and the four sects attacked Kunlun because Master Zheng protected Lou Xinzhou."

"I'm not telling you that. Isn't she really some evil star?"

"..."

"bump!"

Everyone was chatting enthusiastically, when suddenly there was a loud noise at the Kunlun Bone Tomb, followed by dense spiritual attacks, which hit Kunlun's mountain-protecting formation. Waves of heat swept across, even though they were so far away. There was a long distance to the side, and they were shaken to the point where they were a little unsteady.

"Hey, the fight has begun!"

"We'd better stay far away. This is a contest between the Tribulation Masters, so this distance cannot be affected."

"Well, I agree, it's important to save your life."

After everyone finished speaking, they all retreated. Soon, there was no trace of human beings within a hundred miles of Kunlun, and it was so clean that it was amazing.

Four sects and five venerables took action one after another, and their spiritual weapons took turns to enter the battle. However, Kunlun's mountain-protecting formation had been passed down for thousands of years, and it did not move at all under such an offensive.

However, Shen Han and the others were not persuaded to retreat by this large formation. After they withdrew to watch the show, Tai Kun and the others also joined the attacking team. Their offensive did not decrease but increased, almost continuously from day to night. Stop and attack a point in the Kunlun Mountain Protection Formation like crazy.

On the Kunlun side, they are recharging their energy. They are recuperating their spiritual power when it is time to restore their spiritual power, painting formations when they should be painting, and being ready when they should be prepared. All the elders of Mahayana and above have arrived at the Tomb of Bones and are on standby. Just wait for the moment when the mountain guarding formation is broken to be able to continue in time.

Lou Xinzhou's consciousness has been relatively clear since the nine-tailed protection, so she almost noticed them when Shen Han spoke his first words.

She was slightly shocked at first, and then quickly understood.

Naturally, the purpose of these people's coming was her, but she had already completed seventy-eight laps, and only the last three laps were left. Naturally, she could not give up when she was about to succeed.

So she gritted her teeth, speeded up her pace regardless of the physical load, and actually completed the remaining three laps in the early morning of the next day.

Lou Xinzhou raised her right hand with some trembling. The wound on her wrist was almost terrible. Apart from the blood that was still pouring out, there was almost only bone left there. She used up the little spiritual power she had left, slowly and hard. The ground attached to it, and I don't know how long it took for it to completely heal.

"Kid, you have worked hard."

Suddenly, a clear voice came from behind Lou Xinzhou. She finally turned around and saw Zhengyin standing in the deep forest of dead trees. The first sunlight passed through her easily and fell on the dark red earth. The white soul's face was covered with tears, and before Lou Xinzhou could respond, he completely dissipated in the sunlight.

"Thank you."

The three words "gentle" seemed to be scattered between heaven and earth. They seemed to ring in Lou Xinzhou's ears, and they seemed to come from a very far away horizon. They were everywhere, and they seemed to be nowhere.

After three hundred years of being buried in the bone tomb, tens of millions of innocent souls have finally put their grudges to rest.

At that time, the Four Sect Masters had not broken through Kunlun's mountain-protecting formation. Lou Xinzhou raised his head and happened to meet Shen Xun's smiling face, and in a daze, he fell to the ground without warning.

"Zhou'er!"

......

Lou Xinzhou was awakened by a loud noise. She suddenly opened her eyes and sat up suddenly. When she raised her head, she saw that Kunlun's mountain-protecting barrier was shattered into countless golden fragments.

She opened her eyes slightly, but before she could speak, she was hugged into her arms.

The familiar fragrance of green wood came from the tip of her nose, and Lou Xinzhou was slightly startled.

"Zhou'er, don't be afraid, Master is here."

"Master..."

Qi Yuan's voice was right next to her ears, and the familiar name seemed so unfamiliar. She couldn't call it out, but it was said so easily.

Tears instantly wet his eyes.

"Master."

Lou Xinzhou screamed again, feeling his heart slightly swollen and the tip of his nose sore.

"I'm here, I'm here, I'm always here."

Qi Yuan hugged her so tightly that Lou Xinzhou couldn't say anything.

"I really didn't expect that you would still have the time to act like a master-disciple here."

Kunlun's mountain-protecting barrier had been broken, and Shen Han and others also fell to the ground from high altitude. Zheng Silu and Lingxu also stepped forward when the barrier was broken, protecting everyone in Kunlun behind them.

"Chen Han."

Lou Xinzhou wiped the tears from his face, turned to look at the speaker, almost gritting his teeth, but the latter laughed softly after hearing this.

"The new head of Xialian Water Pavilion, Shen Xun, is not Shen Han."