Suddenly, a thunder exploded, and then the hall shook violently, and everyone stood unsteadily. Everyone's faces were trembling, and they didn't know what was going on. Yan Changfeng led everyone out of the Shoujing Hall and looked at Tongtian Peak in front of the door. He saw several fire lights in the sky hitting the sect formation, and a few loud bangs, and the shield shattered. Then he saw the fire lights on Tongtian Peak soaring into the sky, and shouting to kill one after another.

Everyone looked at me and I didn’t know what happened, but at this moment, Jiangchen’s heart trembled violently like an earthquake. Others had never seen this scene, but Jiangchen had seen similar scenes in the Great Wilderness Country.

This is? Cannon! Could it be them? The general muttered.

Suddenly, a stream of light came quickly and a disciple appeared on the ground. His Taoist robe was broken and blood-stained, as if he was seriously injured.

The visitor knelt on one knee and said anxiously: "Uncle Master, Tongtian Peak was suddenly attacked. The visitor is unknown. The head of the sect asked me to come to Dijiufeng for help. Uncle Master, please lead the disciples over!"

"How many people are there?" Yan Changfeng was impatient and said anxiously when he heard this.

"I don't know, there should be thousands of people, all of which are very strange."

"Why is it strange?"

"I can't say it, my clothes are strange, my weapons are strange, and I even speak strangely."

"Hurry, Dashan, please welcome all the disciples of Dijiufeng to support Tongtian Peak!" Yan Changfeng led the way to sacrifice magic weapons and flew towards Tongtian Peak.

Behind Yan Changfeng, everyone flew to the sky one after another. Only General Chen and Lin Haoran were left on the ground. Just as General Chen was about to get up, his clothes were suddenly pulled. Turning his head to look, Lin Haoran shook his head at him.

Jiang Chen felt that this person's identity was not simple, so he immediately asked, "Who are you?"

Lin Haoran suddenly looked serious, and pulled the colorful clothes inside to reveal the colorful clothes inside. When the minister looked familiar, he recognized him: "Is this a military uniform? Are you a member of my God's Cult?"

"Lin Haoran, a secret spy of the God Cult, paid a visit to the Holy Master. The old Holy Mother heard that the Young Master was willing to be a hostage for everyone. She was worried every day, so she found her subordinates and guided her subordinates to join the God Cult. Later, she sent me to this Tongtian Sect to be a secret spy, so that one day she could save the leader back to the wasteland."

"But?"

"Don't worry, Master, my Tianshen Sect has now increased its strength with the strong support of the Red Society. After four years of sleeping on firewood and tasting gall, it has formed an army of more than 10,000 people. Although there are not many talents in pulse skills, most people can already be proficient in operating guns and cannons after a short period of training. The general pulse skills army is no longer our opponent, and they are no longer afraid of the counterattack of the pulse skills army."

After saying that, Lin Haoran took out a black lump from his waist, and the general knew that it was a pistol. With a loud bang, a palace on the tall Tongtian Peak collapsed, and crackled and exploded one after another, and the shouts of killing had reached not far away. Lin Haoran pulled Tang Shuan, looked solemn, pulled Jiang Chen and ran away, saying, "Hurry, Master, come with me!"

A disciple of Tongtian Sect flew over with injuries. Lin Haoran raised his gun and slammed the man's head. The disciple didn't know how he died before he died. He had a hole on his forehead and was frightened on his face, and he fell into the bushes and disappeared.

On Tongtian Peak, the people of Tongtian Sect and Tianshen Sect were already red-eyed. The disciples of the immortal cultivating used pulse techniques to attack, and the soldiers fought with guns. However, because the Tongtian Sect was suddenly attacked and was caught off guard. In addition, they had never seen guns and cannons and were beaten for a while, and they were at a disadvantage. The disciples suffered heavy casualties, and most of them were denied. In addition, the master of the Four Peaks, and even the Master of Yuqing, who was in a profound way, were injured at this moment. Speaking of the injuries of Yuqing Zhenren, he was also caused by his carelessness. When the cannon of the Tianshen Sect attacked, the shells pulled the tail flame and bombarded the mountain protection formation. The formation was shaking. Yuqing Zhenren thought it was an attack from a master of pulse techniques, and flew into the sky alone to resist the cannon, and was injured by the grenade.

The Yuqing Zhenren stood in front of the Piaomiao Hall with blood all over his body. The Taoist robe had been blown up, hanging on his body with strands of hanging on his body, and there was no feeling of a fairy-like Taoist stalk. He was scratched by a single piece of shell, and he dripped blood dripping down. Behind the Yuqing Zhenren were three peak masters who had earlier supported, and the Taoist robe was stained with blood. They were holding each other together as if they had reached the end of their strength. The disciples' faces were full of horror, guarding around, and they fell into confrontation for a while.

At this time, another battle group was still resisting. Yan Changfeng led hundreds of disciples, including Yan Ling'er and the disciples on Dijiu Peak, flying up and down, with sword shadows shining, and flying sand and stones making fun.

At this moment, Lin Haoran led the generals to appear on the square. He saw that the ground was full of corpses from both sides, among which the disciples of the Tongtian Sect accounted for the majority. The square had become another scene at this moment. The former Green Light Cold Pond became the Shura Hell today. The white clouds in the sky reflected on the bluestone and were dyed red by blood, which looked very strange.

At this moment, the Tongtian Sect and the Tianshen Sect occupied both sides of the square. About thousands of disciples on the Tongtian Sect could stand up. Most of them were injured and stood upright with swords. On the other hand, the Tianshen Sect formed a position early, with heavy machine guns lying in front of the lotus, two rows of submachine guns knelt on one knee in the middle, and the last row was standing with rifles. At this moment, the Tianshen Sect was wearing camouflage uniforms and wearing helmets on their heads, with bullets hanging on their waists, and a small black box the size of a fist on its shoulders, and a thin line of fingers was drawn out. The key was that conversations were intermittent from time to time from the small black box.

"How are the first group, second group, and third group?"

"Report, a group has entered the standoff."

"Report that the second group has entered a standoff."

"The three groups are still fighting, and the other party is from Dijiufeng, and it is quite tenacious."

"Our bullets are finished, we are attacking with pulse."

"Danz is injured, come and carry it down."

.........

"Report!"

"What's up?"

"The leader has returned safely." Lin Haoran spoke to him with a small black box in his hand.

"Okay, everyone will stay calm, and we will complete the task when the leader returns."

Jiang Chen stared at Xiao Hei Box strangely. Lin Haoran told him that this was a walkie-talkie. Jiang Chen nodded and thought to himself: This thing is more magical than the Qianli sound transmission technique.

The disciples of the Tongtian Sect opposite were confused when they listened to these intermittent conversations, but they could see that the Tianshen Sect was smoothly in communication and commanded, and their combat power was a little stronger than them, so some disciples' arms kept trembling.

From the time when Yuqing Zhenren walked to the present, the battle between the righteous and the demons in front of Tongtian Peak, with the Piaomiao Hall as the center has become extremely tragic.

Going back more than a hundred years ago, at the foot of Tongtian Peak, all the coalition forces formed by all sects in the righteous way jointly fought against the Demon Sect and won in one fell swoop. But now no one in Qinglong Temple is here, and it is almost the only support of Tongtian Sect.

However, the famous sect of Tongtian Sect that had lasted for two thousand years finally made people know the depth of its heritage today. Needless to say, Yan Changfeng, Chen Tianfang, Shuchang and other peak masters, there were more than a dozen white-haired elders in each of the other four veins to take action. Although the masters of the Demon Sect tried their best to attack, they still had the upper hand, but they could not defeat them.

In this battle, nearly dozens of Taoist masters who are the best in today's battle are fighting here. Even the Piaomiao Hall, a palace built by the Taoist Technique of the Immortals, could not resist the impact of countless magic weapons flying around and galloping around, and bombarding the shells. The huge roof collapsed and dust filled.

The arrival of Jiangchen naturally attracted the attention of the Tongtian Sect. Only then did Yuqing Zhen realize that the party that attacked the Tongtian Sect was the demon sect led by Jiangchen. He glanced at the many corpses on the ground, his eyes trembled, and used a vein technique mixed with sound and said tremblingly: "Jiangchen, my Tongtian Sect treats you well, but I didn't expect you to rebel."

"Haha, thief Taoist priests, you are the ones who regard themselves as the righteous way and oppress our God Sect, so that we forced our leader to come here to imprison. We do not teach me the meridian technique, but also restrict personal freedom. Is this your way of hospitality?" Lin Haoran said aloud.

"Lin Haoran, you traitor!" But Sun Jingtian roared angrily.

"What is a traitor? I am a member of the God Cult."

"I'll kill you..." Suddenly, Sun Jingtian dragged his injured body and suddenly attacked. His figure flashed and came to Jiangchen and Lin Haoran, one of whom was alone. The soldiers of the Tianshen Cult had no time to react, and the three of them had already fought together. Lin Haoran was originally a disciple of Sun Jingtian, and was very valued. He was guided by him. His cultivation was not weak in his whole body, but he was still much worse when facing Sun Jingtian. Jiangchen practiced three types of vein techniques of Buddhism and demons. Although his progress was slow, his cultivation was not weaker than Lin Haoran. The two of them combined were as good as Sun Jingtian.

When he saw that the general was in danger, the gun was naturally pointed at Sun Jingtian, but he was a master after all, and the afterimage was very fast and he could not aim accurately at the naked eye. He was afraid of hurting the leader, so everyone just aimed at it and did not dare to shoot.

The Master Yuqing and the Master of the Three Mai Peaks stared at Sun Jingtian's battle group. When he saw the Tai Chi diagram that was pushed out by the two palms of the emperor, he was shocked and said in surprise: "Is this? The Taoist Technique"

"It is the Taoist master, and the realm is not low. It seems that I have been practicing for a long time."

"Who is it? Who leaked my pulse teaching technique to him?"

.........

The Lord Yuqing was already seriously injured, but now he was frightened and angry, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out. Yan Changfeng was already in a difficult position to fight. When he saw the Lord Yuqing vomiting blood, everyone was shocked and flew up one after another, fighting from the ground to the sky. The place was bigger, and it was better to use it.

With a loud bang, Yan Changfeng seriously injured Ergou, and everyone abandoned another battle group and escaped.

Everyone was in a mess and quickly helped the Yuqing Zhenren into the Yuqing Hall. However, the Yuqing Hall was already in ruins at this moment. The originally majestic building collapsed more than half, and there were gravel and broken wood everywhere.

Yan Changfeng and others asked the young disciples to quickly sort out a piece of open space, dragged a chair from the side, and let the Yuqing Zhenren sit down. The elders and peak masters around them had any magic medicine on them, and they couldn't even take it out, so they wanted to swallow them all at once.

After a while, Yuqing Zhenren moved, let out a long sigh, and slowly woke up.

Yan Changfeng and others looked at Yu Qing Zhenren's face pale and almost bloodless, especially the wound on their abdomen. The originally solidified blood stains had expanded several times at some point, almost blackening the entire hem of the Taoist robe. Everyone couldn't help but look worried.

The Master Yuqing was obviously seriously injured. After waking up, he couldn't even say anything immediately. Yan Changfeng quickly took three pills of the pill he had carefully refined. After a while, the medicine was prescribed, and the Master Yuqing's face improved a little.

The real man Yuqing shook his head and sighed, looking into the distance, suddenly landed at the general standing outside, as if he had remembered something, turned to Yan Changfeng and said, "Junior Brother Yan, who taught him the Taoist mastery?"

Yan Changfeng's face changed and he said, "I didn't leak a word about the Taoist vein technique..."

"Then you are your disciples." Wang Shuchang interrupted.

"Who took the leopard's gall..." Suddenly, Yan Changfeng seemed to have thought of something, slapped the table and said angrily: "Yan Ling'er!"

Everyone was shocked for a moment, especially the disciple of Dazhu Peak. Yan Ling'er was even more shocked, but her father's orders were hard to disobey, so she had to bite the bullet and walk over.

After a while, everyone scattered a clearing, Yan Ling'er stood alone in front of Yu Qing Zhenren, and whispered: "President."

Yuqing Zhenren looked at him for a while and whispered: "Are you still unwilling to tell your secret now?"

Yan Ling'er's body shook, and she felt that everyone's eyes were suddenly gathered on her. Among them, there were contempts, but more were doubts!

The Master Yuqing sighed and said slowly: "Yan Ling'er, after you enter my Tongtian Sect, will our Tongtian Sect treat you badly?"

Yan Ling'er immediately shook her head and said, "The head of the sect, no, that's not the case. My parents are very nice to me." When he said this, Yan Changfeng's body shook obviously, and his face looked extremely complicated.

"But," Yan Ling'er looked extremely painful on her face, and she kept fighting with two thoughts in her mind, saying, "But, the disciple really has a last resort, I, I can't."

"explain!"

Suddenly, a loud roar moved the audience, as if thunderous, which scared everyone. Yan Ling'er couldn't help but take a step back and looked at the man, and was shocked.

The person who made this roar was Yan Changfeng.

"Dad, I said, I copied the Taoist Technique to a small notebook and secretly gave it to the General Secretary."

Everyone's faces were extremely complicated, some sighed, some regretted, and more people were angry!
Chapter completed!