In this battle, Qingyun Sect suffered heavy casualties.

Under the siege of the Demon Cult, fourteen elders died in battle, and four or five were seriously injured, namely the head of the seven veins. In addition to the head of Dao Xuan Zhenren, Dao Ren Cangsong of Longshou Peak betrayed, Shang Zhengliang, Chaoyang Peak, and Taoist Tianyun, the first one at Luoxia Peak, unfortunately died. The remaining Tian Buyi, Zeng Shuchang and Master Shuiyue of Xiaozhu Peak were also injured and looked dull.

The true man Daoxuan, who learned the news, had a white face and no longer as gentle as usual. His body shook and he could hardly support him. He saw that the elders were worried.

The Qingyun Sect's pride in the past was almost completely lost in this battle.

Daoxuan sighed, closed his eyes and said, "I, Daoxuan, are sorry to the ancestors of Qingyun Sect!"

Tian Buyi also felt sad and angry on his face, and whispered: "Senior Brother, we must take revenge on such a bloody hatred, but your health is important now, so don't be too sad."

At this moment, what everyone was even more curious about was Wan Jianyi in the crowd. However, due to the sudden change in Qingyun Sect, Zhenren Daoxuan looked exhausted again, but it was difficult to ask directly.

But apart from Ye Fan, Tian Buyi and Master Shuiyue's eagerness to speak but stop almost wrote down the questions in their hearts on their faces.

At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, the Ghost King calmed down first, shouted and stopped everyone in a row. At that moment, the four factions counted again. After a while, the Ghost King, Poison God, Yu Yangzi, and Sanmiao Fairy came together, looking at each other speechlessly.

Qingyun Sect was seriously injured, and the Demon Sect was not having a good time.

Since the Demon Cult was defeated a hundred years ago, all the people in the Demon Cult have worked hard to govern over the years. To this day, the Demon Cult has surpassed any of the three great sects of the Righteous Path.

Unexpectedly, in today's battle, let alone the later Daoxuan Zhenren launched the Zhuxian Sword Formation. First, in the Yuqing Hall, more than a dozen people died with the elders of Qingyun Sect, and then more than a dozen people died under the Zhuxian Sword Formation. Many disciples were killed and suffered huge losses in the four major factions.

"The strength of this Qingyun Sect is indeed unfathomable. The Zhuxian Sword Formation has the ability to be unexpectedly ghosts and gods, which is amazing, amazing!"

Even though the Ghost King's City Mansion was extraordinary, his heart was bleeding after facing such a major loss. After saying this, his body kept shaking for several times, as if he could not withstand such a blow.

Yu Yangzi looked like he was a betrayal. After all, he was the nominal commander of this trip, and Changshengtang led the way in this battle, with the heaviest losses, almost one out of ten.

On the contrary, the poison god, after calming down, the old guy sneered: "Master of the Ghost King, I'm afraid you don't know yet. The Zhuxian Sword Formation just now may have only exerted half of its power."

"What?" The Sanmiao Fairy standing next to her cried out in a daze. Under her frost expression, she felt even more charming and charming, which showed that she was a clever and charming technique. Fortunately, the few people present were all demon giants, and no one was affected by it.

"well,"

The poisonous god sighed and said, "When Chengzi launched the sword formation that a hundred years ago, except for the huge seven-color main sword that stretched across the sky, the other six-colored Qi swords were arranged neatly in the direction of the six peaks, and the wide range of them surrounded the seven peaks of the Qingyun Mountains. The power of the sword rain was so great that we could barely resist today!"

The Ghost King was silent for a moment, let out a long sigh, and sighed: "The Qingye Patriarch from Qingyun Sect is really amazing!"

Yu Yangzi frowned and said, "In other words, the Zhuxian Sword Formation is so powerful that we are afraid that it will be difficult for us to crack in our entire lives?"

The Ghost King shook his head, but a smile appeared on his face and said, "I won't see it."

The Poison God and others looked over together and said curiously: "What, Brother Ghost King, do you have any opinions?"

The Ghost King said lightly: "From today's battle, Daoxuan can master the ancient sword of Zhuxian and activate the Zhuxian sword formation, but it is obviously barely powerful, and the power of the Zhuxian sword formation is greatly reduced. Secondly, the power of the Zhuxian sword formation is so huge that it consumes essence and spiritual power. How can it be idle? I believe that Daoxuan must have relapsed at this moment, even if he doesn't die, he will lose half his life!"

"Not bad!" The echo was not made by the Poison God and others, but Yu Yangzi came back. After hearing this, he couldn't help but say it.

The old poisonous god looked at the Ghost King, and his face suddenly changed, and he said, "Brother Ghost King, can you think..."

The Ghost King said decisively: "Yes, I am going to return to Qingyun! At this moment, it is the most vulnerable moment in a thousand years since Qingyumen. If we don't take this to eliminate the big troubles in our hearts, when will we wait? Moreover, Qingyunmen did not expect that we had just rushed out of the death ground and dared to kill again. If we were surprised, we would definitely win a great victory!"

All the people in the demon sect around him changed color at once. Even the old mandes who had seen countless worlds like the Poison God were shocked by the Ghost King's words.

The Ghost King looked around and said excitedly: "Today is a great moment for the century-old shame of the Snow My Holy Church. You all made a great oath with me in front of the Throne of the Virgin Mary. Why not fight hard today?"

The people in the Demon Sect looked at each other. Naturally, these people were not cowardly, but just a moment ago, they had just escaped from Qingyun Mountain, but now they are going to kill back to the mountain in a blink of an eye. The Ghost King's courage, or the idea of ​​simply ignoring life and death, is really hard to accept.

After a while, no one responded.

The Ghost King's expression gradually became ugly, and he finally shook his head and sighed: "Great opportunity, wait...ah!" After that, he sighed, his face seemed to be discouraged and lazy, and slowly walked back to his Ghost King Sect's member.

Qinglong, Youji and others came up to meet him. Qinglong was about to say something. The Ghost King smiled bitterly and whispered: "It's not enough to make plans, it's not enough to make plans!"

After saying that, he sighed and said, "Forget it, let's talk about it in the future, today..."

"Dad."

A pleasant female voice came, interrupting the Ghost King's words.

Seeing the visitor, the Ghost King couldn't help but cheer up, smiled a little, and said curiously: "Yao'er, why are you here?"

The person who came was Bi Yao. She heard the discussion between the Ghost King and the Poison God clearly. Bi Yao smiled sweetly, walked to the Ghost King, and whispered: "Dad, I don't think this is better..."

"Haha, okay, Yao'er is worthy of being my good daughter,"

The Ghost King's originally frowning brows gradually stretched out, and at the end he smiled and said to Qinglong and Youji beside him: "With Yao'er, why worry about my Ghost King Sect not being able to prosper!"

Qinglong and Youji were shocked and turned to look at Bi Yao.
Chapter completed!