After a long time, everyone woke up and quickly confirmed with the people around them that this was a fact rather than a illusion.

On the side of Emperor Zhoutian, Ji Tian repeatedly calculated that he could not detect the traces of Weishu's past world, and felt that it was quite a pity. Wan Qi Yunrong fainted immediately and was supported by the Emperor and took him back.

The emperor's ceremonial war comes and goes quickly. Since there are no people in need, the hostages who are captured will be released.

The others were also shocked. The Bingpo Peak lineage had developed from the occurrence of things to being caught and released, and it was too late to cry.

Sang Jue was even more shocked. She felt that this matter must be fake. He was scolding her just now, but why did it disappear in a blink of an eye?

She was close to the water tower, and as soon as Yan Ling Jianjun let go, she flew to the sword and Yiyiyi.

"Why is so smart, he must have used the golden cicada to escape from his shell." Sang Jue couldn't help but comfort himself.

Such a character fell so frankly, which really makes it difficult for storytellers to write, and it must be fake.

Before her hands could touch the sword and clothes, the ordinary-shaped fairy sword flew into her hands, and the white feathered clothes fell in front of her.

A whisper came, and Sang Jue's ears stood up alert. After hearing this, he immediately laughed: "He is indeed alive, he asked me to help take care of his mother."

Xingguan, who had fought with Ji Bixu, floated over, and raised a finger and knocked her head: "Wake up, I'll ask you to help take care of his mother. It must be a death and no more sunshine."

Sang Jue suddenly raised his head and shouted fiercely: "Shut up! Take a rest and fool me."

"The truth is often unpleasant, you have to accept the facts." Xingguan shook his head, he felt a little uncomfortable. Wei Shu Daojun was gone, he should be happy, but it was gone, which was really strange.

Ji Bixu came over at this time. He watched Sang Jue squatting there, holding the relics of Weishu Taoist Lord, and dreaming, and said in his heart: "Without Weishu Taoist Lord, your situation in the Immortal Sect and the Sword Sect will definitely be difficult. Come to the empire with Lin Fei."

"The empire is the culprit. How could she go? Of course, she went to the Demon Sect with me to have fun and leisure." Xingguan said and started fighting with Ji Bixu again.

The two of them seem to have a different life-long hatred, which is even deeper than the relationship between Weishu Daojun and Helian Wancheng.

The other monks did not disturb Sang Jue for the time being. They were still unwilling to accept it at this time and were making calculations on all sides, but the results were always disappointing.

The life cards of the sect were broken into pieces, and Tianxuan Ruyi's staff made a wave of wail, and even the wind and snow on Bingpo Peak stopped.

The sun is just beginning to bloom, the sky is clear, shining on the deserted and exposed ice and snow below. The ice and snow that have not melted for thousands of years have melted, and you can even see a crying face on the side.

All things are sorrowful, and there is no trace of Weishu Taoist Lord left in the world. His soul is gone, and his breath dissipates, as if there has never been such a person in the world.

"I don't believe it." Sang Jue carried the sword, held Yuyi and turned around and prepared to leave. She wanted to find Guan Lan to infer his traces.

Two jade rings suddenly blocked her. She subconsciously turned her head to avoid the attack, turned her head to look at her and saw Li Yanran who looked crazy.

Her eyes were red, her body was filled with black air, and her hands turned into sharp claws and were about to seize the relics of the Taoist Lord Weishu in Sang Jue's hands.

"I am his concubine, so I am qualified to inherit his relics and bring them to me!"

Seeing Li Yanran, Sang Jue was even more sad and angry when he saw Li Yanran, saying, "He would rather die than marry you. What qualifications do you have to ask for his things? Traitor, we shouldn't have let you go at the beginning."

"Then who are you, what qualifications do you have?" Li Yanran smiled grimly and said word by word, "You clearly swear to the Tianxuan Immortal Sect that you would not have any affair with him, otherwise you would be thundered and would not die well. Wei Shu was appointed as the Taoist Lord by the sanxians back then, and it was clear that you killed him, you, the murderer!"

Something suddenly broke out in Sang Jue's mind, and she suddenly realized, but it was too late.

However, at this moment, she cannot tolerate her weakness, and she cannot show any sign of it. If he goes simply, then he will never drag him down and defame his reputation.

The essence is noble and return to the sky, and he would rather turn into the white snow all over the sky and disappear without traces or fall into the dirty ditches. He should follow his wishes.

Sang Jue calmed down and was more calm than ever. He hugged the things in his hand tightly and said coldly: "You know those things in your head. It is very simple for me to inherit his things, because I am the next peak master of Bingpo Peak. If you don't give these things to me, will you give them?"

"Haha, it's such a joke." Li Yanran laughed wildly, pointing at Qiao Yi and other disciples who were walking over, "You, a disciple of the Qingxiao Palace of the Sword Sect, will you be the Lord of Ren Peak under the Bingpo Peak of Tianxuan Immortal Sect, why?"

"Ha!" Sang Jue sneered, pulled out the fairy sword in everyone's surprised eyes, and put the feathered clothes left by Weishu Daojun on his body in a flash.

"This is enough." She gently tidied her collar and raised her sword to Li Yanran and said, "By the way, do you still remember the letter of war I gave you? Today I will destroy you, the evil and rebel sect monk on behalf of the Tianxuan Sect's cultivator!"

Li Yanran was more terrified than anyone else. She couldn't accept the fact that Sang Jue had actually inherited Bingpo Peak.

"Impossible, that's an immortal sword, a real immortal weapon, how could you pull it out? And Wei Shu's feathered clothes, how could it be? I don't believe that it must be the demon girl who colluded with the demonic path who used evil magic." Li Yanran didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly pointed at Sang Jue and said, "It's you, it's you who joined forces with the Ninth Prince Zhou Tian and the Demon Sect Helian Wancheng to deal with Wei Shu, otherwise he wouldn't die, it was all your fault."

"So what? He still believes in me instead of you." Sang Jue felt a little disappointed when he heard her say this. Perhaps it was indeed her fault.

"Stop talking nonsense, I don't want to delay the next game. Li Yanran, our grudges are over." Sang Jue put down the immortal sword scabbard, put his fingers together and put them on the sword body, and lights of inspiration spread out on the sword body one by one.

But seeing this immortal sword is simple and simple, with only a few auspicious cloud patterns and regular ordinary appearance, you can only feel the vigorous power on it when you use the True Yuan sacrifice.

This is the sword left by her father when he ascended to immortality. Although she cannot use it completely, it is completely enough as a weapon.

"No, elders, how can you watch the Sword Sect naturally act on behalf of Tianxuan Sect?" Li Jinzhi couldn't bear to see his aunt die under Wei Shu's former sword. While asking the Sword Sect Immortal Sect to take care of Sang Jue, the cultivator of Bingpo Peak could not let an outside female cultivator take charge.

Unexpectedly, the two sects of Sword Sect and Tianxuan Immortal Sect were silent, while the cultivators of Bingpo Peak looked at Qiao Yi, the senior brother.

Qiao Yi didn't know how to speak. It was really strange that Master went there. He still couldn't accept this fact.

"It seems that the day Sang Jue has been holding the jade seal when he landed in Bingpo Peak that year, he has taken over the jade seal." Yun Guanyue sighed silently, and said no grief.

Yang Yan, who had obtained high points in the Tower of Heaven, stood up at this time, and he stood firmly beside Sang Jue: "Uncle Master, I support you."

"Uncle Master?" Everyone was shocked. Why is this generation so chaotic?

Other monks who watched the show taught the younger generation that they must behave politely or not, and if the generations are in chaos, disaster will occur.

Yan Ling Jianjun couldn't bear it anymore, so he walked out and swept the domineering Ling Ran, saying to everyone: "Don't worry about private affairs of the sect, idle people."

Then he turned to Sang Jue and said, "Fight quickly and decide quickly, and the rest of the people will discuss it again after returning to the sect."

"Yes." Sang Jue quickly drew his sword when he heard this and stabbed Li Yanran with the power of the sky...
Chapter completed!