The fairy is fierce

Under the clear sky and broad daylight, there was total silence inside and outside the Sword Worship Platform.

Everyone looked at Xiaofeng who surrendered without a fight, frowning, and sorting out the current situation.

After all, the elders of the Nine Sects are profound immortals. They can believe that Wolong is Zuo Lingquan, but they don't believe that Xiaofeng's cultivation is so high that they can't understand it, and they gradually come to their senses.

Seeing that Yao had suffered a secret loss, Shang felt a little angry in his heart. At this moment, he felt that Tie Rong Mansion and Jing Terrace were treating them like monkeys. In order to verify, he wanted to raise his hand to test Zuo Yunting's reality.

But at this moment, the world shook, and two terrifying sword intents came from far to the south.

The nine elders who were sitting all felt this. They all turned their heads to look south, their expressions changed slightly, and then their figures disappeared one after another.

The sword intent coming from the south was too strong, but also too far away for low-level monks to detect, and they were all in a state of confusion.

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Zuo Lingquan felt something and looked at the sky, looking around, not knowing why.

Soon, dozens of figures soared into the sky inside Tiedong Mansion, riding the wind and galloping towards the south. Among the onlookers, several high-level immortal masters also rose up from the ground and flew over.

rustle rustle

The master of the Xian family was too fast, and most people could only see the stream of light like the tail of a meteor, and the discussion spread:

"What's going on?"

"There seems to be some movement in the south, it looks quite big."

"The elders of the nine sects are all alarmed. Is there a big demon appearing in this world?"

"Look at the sky..."

After only a few words of discussion, everyone saw a distortion in the space at the top of the sky. A thin line composed of black lightning passed through it and reached the other side of the sky in the blink of an eye, as if the sky was cut in half.

thunderbolt

The loud noise that tore apart the space came after a long time, causing people to feel tinnitus.

Although I couldn't see the black line's true self, the pressure that looked down on all living beings still came down from the sea of ​​clouds; it was like a ten thousand-foot dragon stepping over everyone's heads, even if it was an instant, it would be thousands of miles away, never to be seen again. The feeling also pressed many monks to the ground.

"This...Lord Linyuan?"

"It must be..."

The discussion became more and more noisy, and the order of the scene even became chaotic.

When encountering such unexplained changes in the practice, the best way to avoid being affected is to run away, so that you are far enough away so that you will not be wiped out by the aftermath of the major immortals.

Therefore, some monks with cautious personalities turned around and fled to the north; and after one person took the lead, tens of thousands of people gathered in the Tiedong Mansion Square, like a flock of frightened birds in the woods, and became completely chaotic.

Zuo Yunting was pretending to be a master. Facing the sudden crowd, he was so frightened that he was knocked to the ground before he had time to escape. Fortunately, Lao Lu did not forget about his stupid apprentice and ducked to the nearby place, knocking him to the ground. He helped him up.

Zuo Lingquan felt a little anxious when he saw this, and quickly ran outside the Bajiao Gate Tower and asked:

"Mr. Lu, what's going on?"

Situ Zhenzhen also noticed something was wrong. He didn't even have time to think about why the young phoenix was blown down by the wind. He looked at the sky and said:

"It seems something went wrong in the south. The teachers and commanders have all gone out and have no time to talk to me."

Lao Lu supported Zuo Yunting and looked towards the south:

"Just now, two waves of sword intent came. One of them must be Lord Huangshan, and the other one has never been seen before. He is either a swordsman from overseas or a hidden giant."

Zuo Yunting asked: "Did Lord Qiu get into a fight with someone?"

"Private fights are okay, but looking at this scene, I'm afraid it's not as simple as a personal grudge. ♚♞  ♦♦"

Lao Lu took Zuo Yunting and rode into the wind:

"Find a safe place to stay first, and wait until the situation becomes clear before you show up. Fighting between Lords is no joke."

After finishing speaking, he took Zuo Yunting and flew directly into Tiedong Mansion. Qingkui's direct descendants from various sects who did not know the truth also flew into the sect-protecting formation of Tiedong Mansion to avoid being accidentally killed by the aftermath of flying from outside.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan didn't care, turned around and ran towards the top of the cliff...——

The moment the terrifying sword intent came, Shangguan Lingye also felt it.

Shangguan Lingye turned his head from the window and looked to the south and beyond. He took out the Tiandun tablet and asked the boss of the Anti-Monster Division:

"What's going on?"

The Monster Hunting Department has sentries throughout the empire, and the news network extends in all directions. As long as a big monster or demonic hero appears in the world, Linyuan City will receive the news immediately.

But at this moment, the feedback coming back from the Tiandun Card was a little scary:

"To report to the Concubine, the entire government offices, sects, and monks south of Yunzhou have lost contact. It seems that there is something wrong with the Sky Escape Tower on Jingdai..."

When Shangguan Lingye heard this, he was slightly shocked. The Heavenly Escape Tower is the main means for the major sects to maintain contact. The core mother tower is built in the center of the nine sects. The level of defense is higher than that of the ancestral hall. What he is afraid of is that someone will cheat. In the old nest, the disciples who were outside were unable to return in time to rush for help; or after the sect was destroyed, the disciples returned and were killed one by one by waiting for help.

Lord Huangshan was stationed at Jing Terrace, and the Heavenly Escape Tower was destroyed just now without giving any warning. It was self-evident what kind of opponent he encountered.

As the second saint of the Yan Dynasty, Shangguan Lingye has the responsibility to protect the people of the country from the intrusion of immortal demons. At this time, it is obvious that she cannot wait and see what happens. She said:

"You guys go back to Tiedong Mansion first. Something happened outside. I'll go take a look."

After saying that, he disappeared from the window in a flash and followed the team of the nine elders heading south.

None of the girls in the attic noticed anything strange. Only Tuanzi, who was lying on Tang Jingxuan's shoulder, looked to the south in confusion and called out "chichi~" twice.

Tang Jingxun was a little scared when he saw the chaotic scene below, and asked:

"Princess, what happened?"

Jiang Yi was only handling official duties on his behalf and had no actual control over the Demon Hunting Department. Naturally, he didn't know and said:

"It's not a trivial matter anyway. If the sky falls, there are eight Lords holding it up. Let's call Zuo Lingquan back first."

Seeing this, Wu Qingwan took out the Tiandun Card and contacted Zuo Lingquan who was running up...——

The life-and-death struggle of the monks on the top of the mountain is actually over by the time ordinary people can feel it.

At the southernmost tip of Yuyao Island, in the middle of the barren mountains that stretch for thousands of miles, a long flame dragon about a hundred miles wide stretches from the main peak of Jingtai Terrace to the rough waters of the East China Sea.

The Jingtai Sect, which used to be evergreen all year round, was reduced to scorched earth amid the flames of the burning city. Tens of thousands of disciples and countless spiritual beasts fled in the mountains and fields, and the panic shouts could be heard from the top of the mountain.

The giant black dragon, with broken scales, lay panting among the mountains and rivers, and the dragon's blood turned into a stream among the mountains.

The Lord of Barren Mountain, Qiu Boyue, half-knelt on the dragon's head with a fairy sword in hand, looking at the unrecognizable corpse in front of the dragon's head, with thunderous anger in his eyes.

The old man in Taoist robes was holding a mahogany sword suspended in mid-air. On his face that had been washed away by time, there was a hint of regret that "the sword is old and has no light".

Zhao Wuxie was sheltered in the Eight Formation Diagram, and until now he was still looking shocked, unable to believe the scene where the firebird that covered the sky and sun flew over his head just now.

The scene was like the God of Fire descending into the world and delivering heavenly punishment on the human world. A single flapping of his wings would cause a wave of fire that could stretch for hundreds of miles, turning everything into ashes.

In just a moment, Zhao Wuxie didn't even see clearly how many people were coming from the sea to kill. Nearly half of the Jingping Terrace that had stood for thousands of years in the south of Yuyaozhou was destroyed, and even half of the main peak collapsed.

The two sword immortals in front of them jointly killed one person instantly, but the formation was destroyed, and no one could suppress the natural god. Even if the fire bird had run out of fuel, it would be difficult to bring about the catastrophe of annihilation.

The demon god who once destroyed half of Yuyaozhou escaped from the barren mountain and escaped into the East China Sea under the combined attack of the two immortals, never to return.

In order to establish a sect, Qiu Boyue, the Lord of Barren Mountain, took on the important task of guarding the seal. He understood what kind of disaster it would bring if the things under the mountain escaped from trouble; but he did not understand why the Lord of the South of Yuyaozhou could leave the south and escape. East China Sea.

The old Taoist seemed to understand Qiu Boyue's doubts and said:

"The old phoenix dies, and the new phoenix is ​​born. When I am dying, it is no longer possible to ask for the stolen elixir from heaven and earth. If I can only get out but not enter, I will not live long, and I no longer need to rely on this world to maintain my life. This time I escape, there will be death but no life. Before death, he will definitely suffer a great calamity from heaven and earth."

Qiu Boyue stood up and looked at the unidentifiable corpse below:

"Stealing the elixir to escape from trouble and fleeing overseas must have known the escape route in advance and had a plan. How is it connected with the Youying alien race?"

The old Taoist turned his eyes and looked at Qiu Boyue:

"The formation separates heaven and earth, and outsiders who come into contact with the Stealing Pill must pass your inspection. I don't think you are a traitor, but the monks of your nine sects don't think so. Before Lord Linyuan comes over, you'd better think of a reasonable reason. Explain, otherwise Shangguan Yutang's temperament will cramp your bones, search your soul, and examine your soul. You might as well die in a dignified battle to prove your innocence."

After saying that, the old Taoist put away his mahogany sword and took Zhao Wuxie, who was still in a daze, away in the air. In the blink of an eye, he was already overseas.

Qiu Boyue stood on the seriously injured and dying black dragon's head, her face as sinking as water.

A moment later, a golden mace came through the air and was inserted between the mountains.

Then the sky tore apart, and a figure wearing a golden dragon scale dress, like the cold-faced Yama above the nine heavens, walked out of it...