Chapter 556: The embarrassment of the Thousand Sects
While the seven of them were discussing what measures to take next to deal with the forbearance of the Wu Zhen Sect, Shinhei came.
After the Three Immortal Monarchs saluted the Yin Owl Immortal Venerable, they waved their hands and threw the two heads into the air, and the two human heads hung above the Wuxian Mountain, and slowly rotated, and the two pairs of wide-open eyes were full of fear and anger before death.
Everyone knows that it is the head of the two elders of the Ten Thousand Gully Sect, the Ten Thousand Gully Sect says that it is not big or small, these two elders are both cultivators in the middle of the Yuan Infant Sect, and they are also the only two mid-Yuan Infant cultivators in the Ten Thousand Gully Sect.
Xinping threw out two heads and followed as if he was nothing, without explaining anything, everyone knew that he was using the two heads of the Wan Yan faction to convey the attitude of Zixiao Palace to all those who dared to come to help Wu Zhenzong, so no one asked anything about it, firstly, he couldn't take care of such a trivial matter at the moment, and secondly, Xinping had never let people catch the handle, since he had killed these two people, he would definitely find a high-sounding excuse, and he, the first-grade immortal official in charge of counterinsurgency, wanted to frame a few little people and had the means.
Without waiting for Shinhei to inquire about the situation here, the two human heads in the sky suddenly disappeared, and Zhixia and Shin Xie shot almost at the same time, but the two were still one step too late. This is what the Three Souls Immortal Venerable did, no matter how much he tolerates it, he can't let the heads of the people who died for Wu Zhenzong hang high in the air, otherwise it will be too chilling.
Xinping had expected this, he raised his hand without saying a word, and conjured two lifelike heads with aura in the position where the two heads were hanging, and the size was several times larger than the real one, this illusion was destroyed, and another one could be made casually, and the Three Soul Immortal Venerable couldn't fight this qi, so he could only let the illusion hang dazzlingly in the sky.
After a brief discussion, Xinyi, Xinping, and Qingqiu began to attack the protective circle again, this time the attack was not as urgent as before, but the heavy blow of the three great monks in the late Yuan Infant still played a role in the continuous destruction of the magic circle, Xinyi and Zhixia took on the responsibility of vigilance to prevent the other party's sneak attack, Xinde, Faith, and Warm Winter temporarily rested in the back, and the wheel battle of Zixiao Palace started again.
That night, a wisp of brown smoke suddenly rose on Wuxian Mountain, the smoke was only the thickness of the pen barrel at first, but it dispersed into a sea of fog in an instant, Xinyi and the other three who were attacking the magic circle hurriedly retreated, and the believers who had been successful in a hundred battles quickly sent a divine thought to everyone: "Most of them are people who want to enter the formation, divide into two teams to intercept and kill them!" After that, he took the lead and flew to the left, Xinyi, Xinping, and Faith each responded and followed, and Xinde led Zhixia, Qingqiu, and Warm Winter flew to the right, and the two teams of people circled around the circle and killed them.
The belief in evil was expected, Wu Zhenzong did not expect that Zixiao Palace would be killed in front of the mountain gate so quickly, except for six of the nine disciples of Wu Zhen, who were already in the magic circle, and one was captured by the belief in evil, there were still two people who did not come with their disciples until this moment, when the Three Souls Immortal Venerable saw this group of disciples, the Yin Bird Immortal Venerable also saw it, but out of the unwillingness to let the situation deteriorate further, he did not inform Xinde and the others.
The adaptability of the belief in evil made the Yin Owl Immortal Venerable feel a headache, in this kind of smoke that can greatly weaken the scope of divine sense exploration, he can't take care of the two teams of people at the same time, so he simply stays in place and doesn't move, he doesn't worry that the three souls will do something to Xinde, this light and heavy three souls can be measured, at most it is just to protect the disciples and grandchildren, what worries him is that the people in Zixiao Palace have repeatedly shown their determination to die, especially this kind of determination is still based on strong strength. It is well known that the disciples of Zixiao Palace are not harmonious, but these eight people are now showing extraordinary unity, and even the Little Demon Lord is no longer maverick.
Yin Bird Immortal Venerable can see that the cultivation of the Little Demon Monarch and Zhixia has made unexpected leaps and bounds in these years, both of them have stepped into the realm of great supernatural powers with one foot, if the three souls fight these eight people alone, they will not be able to bargain much, if the three souls do not make a move, Wu Zhenzong will definitely be defeated, and now this situation cannot be resolved by him alone.
The brown smoke lasted for less than a meal before it dissipated, and the two teams of Zixiao Palace came back together.
"The three souls came to the rescue, but we didn't get anything. Out of politeness, Xinde respectfully reported to the Yin Immortal Venerable. Yin Bird Immortal Venerable nodded slightly, and didn't say much.
By noon the next day, the four great disciples of Xinyi arrived first, and then, the great disciples of each vein arrived one after another, and in the evening, as the four great disciples of faith arrived, thirty-five of the forty-two mid-Yuan Infant disciples of Zixiao Palace had already arrived, and the remaining seven were left behind in Zixiao Palace and their respective caves.
Seeing so many mid-Yuan Infant disciples rushing over, anyone could see that Zixiao Palace was really red-eyed, and this was reckless of any consequences.
The addition of thirty-five disciples greatly strengthened the momentum of the attack, and the sky above Wuxian Mountain flickered continuously, and the attacked protective array could not help but rise up clouds of black smoke.
When the first batch of Yuanying early disciples arrived, the person representing the Thousand Sects Association finally arrived.
When the belief evil did something to Mo Shuo, the Thousand Sect Society got the information, the elder of the Thousand Sects on duty was the Feiyun Immortal Monarch of the Xianhua Sect, he was taken aback by this news, and hurriedly sent people to report to all parties, and then, the news that shocked him even more came, all the veins of Zixiao Palace had already moved, and the soldiers pointed directly at Wuxian Mountain!
The Wuji Gate, the Qi Zhen Sect, and the Soul Refining Sect were close to the place where the Thousand Sects would be located, and they were the first to get the news, although the Wuji Gate had received the information sent from Quan Mao before this about the evil relations between Zixiao and Wu Zhen, but they didn't expect things to deteriorate so quickly, and the situation on the side of the Qi Sect was similar, only the Soul Refining Sect knew it.
The Feiyun Immortal Monarch on duty wanted to sit in the Thousand Sects Society, so he sent one of his junior disciples to calm down the incident with the three elders of the Thousand Sect Society.
The four of them frowned as soon as they arrived at the foot of Wuxian Mountain, they didn't dare to drink the people of Zixiao Palace, but flew over first to meet the Yin Owl Immortal Venerable who was watching the battle from afar, Pei Mu Immortal Jun of the Soul Refining Sect arched his hand to the other three after bowing to the Yin Immortal Venerable, and stood behind the Yin Immortal Venerable without saying a word, this move showed that he only obeyed his father's orders in this matter, and no longer assumed the duties of the elder of the Thousand Sects.