Fairy way

Yaochi Hall.

All the monks in Yaochi trembled and did not dare to speak loudly.

On the high platform, behind the gauze curtain was an indifferent figure, a terrifying coercion emerged with a palpitating and chilling aura.

The entire fairyland is still shining brightly, high above.

The holy water of Xianchi burst out with brilliant light.

But the entire sect was extremely cold.

The monks in Yaochi vaguely guessed what happened, they were all in disbelief, how could it fail if the Sovereign personally took action.

But now, the atmosphere in Yaochi is extremely depressing.

Because the Sovereign Lord was injured.

According to Master Huanzhu, he was injured by a traitor.

But everyone in Yaochi was extremely frightened.

For a sect as big as Yaochi, it is not surprising that there are a few traitors. Even a Buddhist sect as pure as Dawei Temple cannot avoid people who bully teachers and destroy ancestors, let alone others.

What made everyone horrified was, when did such a violent rebellion appear in Yaochi?

Even the suzerain can hurt?

Some Yaochi monks who had experienced the events of the past began to feel uneasy.

Could it be that person came back?

Should not be ah.

She is obviously dead.

But besides her, who else has the ability to hurt the Sovereign Lord.

Yin Tianhua, the lord of the Sword Sect, has never left Yaochi during this period of time.

He didn't even care about Jianzong's affairs, and tried his best to help An Miaoyu heal his injuries.

Everyone felt that something big was about to happen.

as predicted.

One day, an incomparably brilliant beam of light suddenly rose from the fairy pond.

The entire Yaochi seems to have turned into a palace in the fairy world, and the laws of the avenues hang down, building terrifying energy, and the seven-color holy water continues to boil.

The world of cultivating immortals was shaken.

Yaochi has never had such a vision.

"This is..." An older generation of monks in Yaochi was shocked: "The fairy pond is boiling, and the power left by the ancestor is being awakened. What is this for!"

As one of the top ten sects, Yaochi has a profound background, so it naturally has a powerful trump card.

The power left by the patriarch is hidden in the most important fairy pond in Yaochi.

This power purifies the holy water, and the power of the holy water breeds this power.

Complement each other, and slowly become powerful.

This is Yaochi's biggest hole card.

There are very few people who know the existence of this hole card, and the only person who has the right to use this hole card is An Miaoyu, the master of Yaochi.

At the same time, An Miaoyu's voice slowly resounded throughout the Yaochi.

"The Qingyun sect allowed its disciples to massacre innocent people. The crime is heinous. Now, following the will of God, we will unite with the Jianzong, Baidimen, and Shengjing Immortal Mansion to destroy Qingyun, and restore the world of immortals to a peaceful and prosperous world. The cultivators of Yaochi obey your orders! Let's go!"

Everyone in Yaochi trembled when they heard this.

This is going to completely tear the skin off.

Although this day had been expected for a long time, it was indeed a little sudden.

But An Miaoyu's reputation is too high, the entire Yaochi is under control, no one dares to go against her wishes.

All Yaochi monks shouted in unison: "Yes!"

The entire fairyland is in operation.

Not only that, but also Jianzong, Shengjing Immortal Mansion, and Baidimen. This massive battle of "slaying demons" will definitely leave a strong mark in history.

In the fairy palace of Yaochi.

The brilliance of An Miaoyu's body became more and more intense, as if her whole body was about to lift up into the air, and her aura was beyond the level of ordinary fit monks.

Between every gesture, there is a terrifying light flowing, reflecting her as if she is a real fairy descending to the world.

On the other hand, Yin Tianhua's complexion seemed to be a little worse than usual, and his sword intent was not strong enough. Although his aura was still strong, he still felt something was wrong.

He spent a lot of vitality to help An Miaoyu recover and activate the power in the fairy pond.

Now that An Miaoyu has absorbed the power from the Immortal Pond, she is almost invincible.

"This is the essence of Yao Chi, if you absorb it like this, it really doesn't matter?" Yin Tianhua asked.

The so-called background is more about deterrence.

As long as it is not used, it can always deter others and ensure the continuation of Yaochi's inheritance.

Once used, it's gone.

An Miaoyu said calmly: "I am Yao Chi, as long as I become strong, no one can attack Yao Chi, don't worry, I will also protect Jianzong."

She is now stronger than ever, and her self-confidence is at its peak.

That invincible thought almost made the sky tremble.

Yin Tianhua looked at An Miaoyu, his Taoist companion had become so powerful, he should feel happy, but for some reason he became inexplicably uneasy, feeling as if he had made a huge mistake.

He was silent for a while: "What promise did the man in the golden robe give you?"

"Same as you." An Miaoyu said calmly, "It's just the gate of ascension."

The reason why the people in golden robes can promote everything behind the scenes is because they promised that these sects would be given a chance to ascend after the end.

This is an irresistible temptation for any monk.

But what the man in the golden robe promised An Miaoyu was clearly more than that.

She didn't say.

"You don't believe me?" An Miaoyu said coldly.

Yin Tianhua smiled: "How come, you are my Taoist companion."

"Let's go." An Miaoyu's attitude was very cold: "Don't waste time."

All the members of Yaochi were mobilized, countless beams of brilliance flickered in the west and hung above the sky, extremely dazzling, as if the fairy world was about to descend to the mortal world.

Jianzong naturally moved too.

Three thousand sword immortals cross the sky, and millions of cold lights shine on Wenxin.

Above the sky, there is a vast river of sword intent flowing, with unparalleled power.

Shengjing Xianfu and Baidimen moved accordingly.

The emperor's prestige is turbulent, and the world will fall.

Mountains and rivers turned upside down, and ten thousand dharmas roared.

In that blue cloud, the original peaceful vision suddenly disappeared, replaced by an endless chill, as if the end of the world was coming.

"Sovereign master! They are here." Han Li turned into a white light and went straight to Linxian Pavilion, reporting the news.

Qing Yunzong began to be restless and restless.

It is probably not an exaggeration to describe it as panic.

Facing the encirclement and suppression of four of the ten major sects.

The pressure is simply unbearable for most people.

Jiang Chen was sitting in the Qingyun Sect, his breath was calm, his face was not panicked, and his voice was still the same: "Order, meet the enemy."

Just two simple words made everyone feel at ease.

"The whole sect, those who want to leave are not allowed to stop, and those who are willing to stay can all obtain the most core method of my Qingyun sect." Jiang Chen said slowly.

Those who want to escape will not be able to stay no matter what.

Might as well let them go.

Save people's hearts.

Those who are willing to stay are naturally very reliable.

However, under this kind of crisis, there are very few people who are willing to stay. After all, this is tantamount to hitting a stone with a pebble, and it is simply courting death.

"What about the news about Heartless Valley?" Jiang Chen asked.

Yuan Qiu, the head of the Sunset Palace, replied: "They express their apologies."

"Looks like they don't want the Vientiane chessboard anymore."

"Yes." Yuan Qiu said helplessly, "They would rather lose the Wanxiang chessboard than bet the entire sect on us."

"Understandable."

Jiang Chen nodded: "After this incident, don't make things difficult for Jueqinggu. If they still want to form an alliance, they absolutely cannot refuse, and they must not show any hostility."

"Yes......"

Everyone felt something was wrong.

In the words of the Sovereign Lord, there is an inexplicable meaning of trusting the lonely.