"Wulin Tiangang?"

Luo Jianping's eyes flashed, keenly grasping the meaning, and asked repeatedly.

Bai Ling did not doubt him, and tapped the fox head and said: "Xuantian Sect is the ancient feather, Tianlin Sword Venerable created the Taoist system, and its disciples are all sword cultivators, sword skills, sword bones, sword body, sword soul, innate yin and yang five elements sword gang, broken Qiankun, and beheaded immortals." ”

"In ancient times, Xuantian Sect was prosperous and brilliant, and the sixteen sword immortals under the door were all at the peak of Nirvana, approaching the four holy lands, far from being comparable to today's top ten immortal gates. ”

At this point, Bai Ling's body trembled slightly, and the entire bright and charming phoenix eyes revealed unconcealed fear, in ancient times, with her cultivation age, although she had not experienced it, many picture memories were deeply imprinted in the bloodline inheritance, even if she wanted to, she couldn't forget it.

That's why it's so frightened.

Luo Jianping's expression was solemn, although he already knew the ending, the people of Xuantian Sect did not bring back the body of the Holy Emperor, but he still couldn't help but ask, "What is the result?

Hearing this, Bai Ling trembled again, her pupils condensed and trembled, and those pictures in the depths of her memory, one by one, seemed to reappear in front of her, she shook her head a little painfully, after a long time, calmed down, and said with a touch of bitterness:

"No, on the contrary, none of them died, the mountains and rivers of that battle collapsed, the sun was chaotic and the stars shifted, and the sword arrays that destroyed the world were shrouded and pressed, overturning the entire Qingqiu Mountain, the sky was full of sword qi, blood flowed like a river, countless corpses and bones floated, dyed red green mountains, and even the purple moon in the sky was also as scarlet as blood on that day. ”

"There are only sixteen of them, but they are like devils from hell, killing all the way, sleepless, millions of demon clans, wave after wave of tide siege, they have been defeated again and again, throwing away their armor, and their lives are ruined, even if they are Nirvana cultivators, the demon gods of the same realm are also killed by the array, and it is difficult to resist. ”

"My ten demon god elders in Qingqiu Mountain, relying on the Lingshan Great Array, but only supported for a day, they were all slaughtered and killed, my fox sisters and millions of compatriots, regardless of the old, weak, women and children, cultivation is high and low, all like grass mustard in the mountains, wheat waves in the fields, wailing and trembling under the sword, but anyone who disobeys the order is ruthlessly cut by the sword. ”

"Hiss........."

Hearing this, even Luo Jianping was shocked, and couldn't help but gasp, although there were all kinds of rumors, he had already thought of Xuantian Sect as strong, but he definitely didn't expect that this sect would be so powerful in the heyday of ancient times, just the sixteen Nirvana Sword Immortals under the sect, the entire Lanchuan Continent was bloody, and no one could stop it, even Qingqiu Mountain, where the ten demon gods were seated, trembled and wailed under its edge, and almost wiped out.

Changing places, Luo Jianping asked himself that even if it was in his previous life, in his heyday, he was not the opponent of the sixteen sword immortals of this Xuantian Sect.

It is hard to imagine how strong the Sixteen Sword Immortals are, the patriarch of the Kai faction, Tianlin Sword Venerable, to be.

"In that case, then why didn't they bring the Holy Emperor back, is it true that the Holy Emperor's body is not in your Qingqiu Mountain?

Although it was very inappropriate to ask this question, Luo Jianping was suspicious, and he was attracted by this ancient secret, so he couldn't help but ask.

Bai Ling was immersed in the past at the moment, his face was sad and pitiful, but he didn't care about this, just shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "It is rumored in the world that the Holy Emperor was brought back by my fox clan and buried in one place with the Holy Queen of Qingqiu, called Xuanyuan Tomb, but whether the body of the Holy Emperor is in Qingqiu Mountain, I don't know, at least, we have never heard of it now, perhaps, it is simply a rumor spread by your human race, and it is an excuse to attack my demon clan and Qingqiu." ”

At the end of the words, Bai Ling's eyes were also full of hatred and resentment, and Xu noticed that Luo Jianping's expression was a little unnatural, so he consciously changed the topic and continued:

"That retreat was because Qingqiu Mountain was turned upside down, and they did not find the so-called Holy Emperor's remains, and because their master was in charge of the Tianlin Sword Venerable, they were fighting with the Demon Emperor, and they were alone to contain the three major feathered demon saints of our demon clan, and they could not fight for a long time, so after they learned that the demon clan was approaching and was about to move, they gave up the search as soon as they learned that the demon clan was approaching and returned to the Tianlin Sword Venerable to ensure that their master was safe and sound. ”

"Speaking of which, the reason why my Qingqiu Fox Clan was able to survive that catastrophe was also thanks to the Demon Clan's response, and the Xuantian Sect did not kill it all. ”

When he said this, Bai Ling didn't look like a fox, but like a full woman, laughing with tears in her eyes, and said without self-deprecation.

All kinds of sorrow, fear, and resentment between his words are contained in tears and condensed in the wind, which makes people feel sad and pity, and feel chilling.

Luo Jianping was silent, after a passage, his heart couldn't be calm for a long time, now, as long as he thought of Xuantian Sect, the identity of the sorrow, the invisible pressure, like a mountain roaring tsunami, surging in his face, pressing on his heart, almost suffocating him.

Only now did he really understand why he dared to be so unscrupulous, and those Dao Sect Immortal Sects and Dynasty Holy Lands did not dare to directly help him.

All because of the fact that Broken Sorrow is the sect master of Xuantian Sect, and behind it is a mysterious, ancient, and unshakable behemoth.

"But if Xuantian Sect is really so terrifying, then why is it that there is no name in the later generations, and not a single strong person has ever appeared, and what is the reason why Xuantian Sect, which was very prosperous for a while, finally chose to retreat to the world?"

Luo Jianping frowned, his heart was full of doubts, and he was puzzled.

At this time, Bai Ling seemed to have mediated from his pathos, remembering the question Luo Jianping began to ask, thinking of that person, he couldn't help but sink in his heart, his eyes widened, and he said a little unpleasantly: "Jianping, you are asking this dutily, you don't want to say that your enemy is Xuantian Sect, right?"

"It's not!"

There was a little silence, and when Bai Ling was extremely uneasy, a faint voice, a short answer, suddenly made her heart feel relieved, if she could, she was willing to stop in memory, and she would never want to provoke that group of crazy people again in this life, but the latter's next words almost shocked her to death.

"That person is called Broken Sorrow, it's hard to say for cultivation, this time he collected the Five Elements True Yuan at the auction, it should be to cultivate again, the Innate Yin and Yang Five Elements Sword Gang you just said. ”

"Hmm........ In addition, his identity seems to be the current sect master of Xuantian Sect. ”

"Poof!"

Hearing this, a certain fox could no longer support it, but he rolled his eyes, and simply fainted to death, and with a poof, he fell directly from the jade seat.

(End of chapter)