Chapter fifty-fifth disaster strikes Xiling
The Evil King retreated to the Evil King Valley and immediately went to seclusion to practice, recovering from his injuries. He sent an order to clear all areas on the north bank of the Yuyu River. Anyone who enters will not join the Evil King Valley and will be killed without mercy.
In the snow field, due to the establishment of the Evil King Valley, a bloody storm was caused. Elder Tian returned on the south bank of the Yuyu River and issued a strict order. Without permission, the monks of Chengtian Sect were not allowed to break into the north bank. Other small sects, families, and casual cultivators also received reminders that as for whether there are those who are not afraid of death, they are not able to control them.
He ordered two Jindan monks to return to the sect as quickly as possible to report on the Evil King Valley, and arranged to set up a formation base and arrange defense. This matter cannot be solved in a short time. What should be done will naturally not slow down before reinforcements arrive.
Although countless monks did not see the scene of the Nascent Soul cultivator self-destruction, the huge sound of the world, even if it was thousands of miles apart, made people feel confused. Therefore, many timid monks, together with many monks who returned to their families and sects, left the south bank of the Yuyu River and spread to the entire Xiling Continent. The continental cultivation world that had hundreds of thousands of miles was tremendously shocked.
As a behemoth that dominated the Xiling Continent for tens of thousands of years, Chengtian Sect is not uncommon, but there are always voices of opposition on the huge continent. Moreover, the development and reproduction of countless years have also led to a long time ago sects confronting it.
Moreover, there are many small sects and families that explicitly obey Chengtian Sect. Who knows that they are not the former disciples of Chengtian Sect who have reborn and reborn. In the secret, they all try their best to erode the body of the giant dragon little by little.
The factional disputes within Chengtian Sect have never ended. At this moment, when the news came, the Chengtian Hall of the sect gathered sixteen Nascent Soul cultivators, but did not come up with a powerful shock plan. Fang Fuyuan, the head of the sect, had a gloomy face and sat upright in the hall.
Hong Tiankui's master sat in the third place in his left hand. At this moment, his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was taking a nap, and as if he was thinking about some mystery. There was no hurricane. On the right hand were nine old Nascent Soul cultivators, with a goose crown and jade robe, with golden silk hair on his waist, and a few strands of silver long beards under his bones, and a fairy-like bone. This is the great elder of Chengtian Sect, with a very high qualification, and a peak of the ninth level of Nascent Soul. He was struggling for four hundred years. Now his life span is less than two hundred years. In the past, he was obsessed with supporting his descendants, establishing a family, and intending to establish a lineage.
And the other people who were almost the same as him either had exhausted their potential or had insufficient foundation. In short, it was difficult to achieve more courage and diligence when it reached the Nascent Soul stage.
Once a person has no hope of moving forward, he will develop all kinds of thoughts. The monks steal the spirits of heaven and earth, nourish their own origins, and obtain the essence of all spirits, and achieve their own sublimation. This is omnipotent. Although the turbulent news comes from the Yu River has not been fully verified, these Nascent Soul monks who are living in immortality will not give up any opportunity.
Therefore, when the young and powerful sects of Chengtian Sect, that is, the ruling sects were ready to exterminate the evil king valley, these old people were born one after another.
On the second place on the right is a thin old man, who is stuck at the sixth level of the Nascent Soul, and has been stuck in the edge of the late stage for more than a hundred years. He coughed dryly at this time. He said: Junior brother, senior brother, junior brother, junior sister, the Evil King Valley is just a worry of tinea stasis, and there is no need to pay much attention to it. It was just that before, Yao and the other two were careless and underestimated the enemy, and they were defeated and died, losing the power of the Tianzong.
Of course, the person who died in battle is because of the sect, and should be buried with a grand ceremony. The disciples of the family should also be properly arranged. In order to show the sect's laws, the Nascent Soul monk should choose the best disciples among his descendants and disciples to show praise.
Cough cough, he deliberately cleared his throat and continued: As for going to suppress the Evil King Valley, he will be dispatched from the sect's Battle Hall, and I guess he can get it right.
The Battle Hall he mentioned was specially used by Chengtian Sect to suppress and chase evil cultivators. The enemy's hall was named Zhao Benhou, who was also the ninth floor of the Nascent Soul, but he was only over 500 years old and was the pillar of the sect. The deputy was Hong Tiankui's master Zong Qingyang, and there were two others, one of whom went in seclusion to break through the late stage of the Nascent Soul, and the other went out to travel. All of them were not in the sect this time.
He was blatant and obvious to the public and wanted to divide the wealth of a Nascent Soul monk in public, and he was not even prepared to leave a bit of bone scum. He was greedy and shameless in front of him. Even the same thoughts were the same, but the few people who didn't say it showed a hint of embarrassment.
The head of the War Hall, Zhao Benhou, has the name of a man with the word "Hao", and he will never be at the mercy of others when speaking and doing things. He has a broad face and a straight face, and he will be powerful without being angry.
He bowed to the head of the upper part and said: The request of the Zhan Hall is just to kill evil spirits and suppress evil people. Since the elders are willing, I will take action personally. The deputy hall leader is in the back and coordinates the individual's choices in the center. For the descendants of the sect, the descendants of the elders should also experience it.
As for the disciples of the Elder Yao family, I won’t say much, but the sect’s laws are strict and the rules for free handling are handled according to the rules. I believe that we will fight for the sect. No matter what kind of cultivation is, the affairs after our lives will always be relieved. Otherwise, hum...
As soon as these words were said, the faces of the nine Yuanying elders on the opposite side all changed. If such an obvious threatening meaning was not good or bad, then they deserved to be in a difficult state of cultivation.
When the head of the sect saw Zhao Benhou suppressing all the old people on the spot, he was also happy and sighed secretly that he was still too gentle. He wanted to inherit the position of the sect, and was constrained everywhere and difficult to perform. Although he knew that the sect was corrupt, it was not easy to make changes and eliminate disadvantages!
Thoughts were fleeting, and he had to make the final conclusion about what was happening in front of him. Zhao Benhou did not sit down after he finished speaking, obviously waiting for him to say something.
Brothers and sisters, Elder Yao has made contributions to the sect. He should welcome the corpse back and be included in the sect’s ancestral temple. His descendants, family members, disciples, caves and other things will be supervised by Elder Tian and assisted by the sect’s law enforcement hall. Of course, this is also Elder Yao’s last wish.
Without waiting for the Nascent Soul Cultivators in the right hand to speak, they continued: As for the affairs of the Evil King Valley, Zhan Tang is fully responsible for the combat power required. All those who are named and fight must obey the orders. All the rear coordinated and coordinated by Zong Qingyang, the deputy head of Zhan Tang.
Yun Lei did not know the fighting method of the senior management in the sect hall. He was bumpy all the way, and he took Grandpa Zhou Hao and his family for more than 20 people. He arrived at Maozhang County Prefecture in five days. Although he had not completely returned to normal these days, his Qi training and meditation had recovered, and the remaining secret injuries had to be recuperated slowly. When he arrived here, Yun Lei thought of his enemies at the first time, but this was a private matter, and he was embarrassed to ask his senior brother to help. So he ignored it for the time being.
As the patriarch of the clan, Mr. Zhou naturally would not be penniless. He bought a large courtyard in the south of the city, and twenty or thirty people lived in it, and everything went smoothly. Yun Lei's injury finally recovered half a month later.
Chapter completed!