"Is the true story of the Valley of Flowers crazy?"

At this time, Yue Teng woke up from a coma of serious injuries.

The elixir of the Valley of Hundred Flowers does seem to be very effective. Moreover, the fire bead fruit he used to refine was also magical. This caused him to wake up after swallowing three rounds of the Crazy Magic Pill, and cast the magical sword that was covered in black wounds all over his body. The injury did not get out of control, and he only slept for three days.

However, even now that he is awake, he finds himself really powerless in the First World War. Unlike before, when he could pretend that nothing had happened on the surface, now this dark wound has developed into a bright wound that is even difficult to sit up!

I heard Xiao Zhu Feng's disciples talk about what was happening outside. He was also a little shocked and a little understanding.

"The Yuan Shu disciples of the Hundred Flowers Valley are extremely terrifying. His achievements are even stronger than those of Tsukiji. I don't really know how he did it. What's even more terrifying is that now he's really crazy. In the face of the disciples of the Immortal Sect, he actually killed people mercilessly. And now in the outside world, the magic has begun to gather again, as if the attack will come again, but those magics actually turn a blind eye to him......"

"If it's really magic attacking again, those two together, the eight wild gimbal will definitely not be able to be saved, all of us ......"

“... I'm afraid everyone will die in this terrible place!"

Little Joe's sister was pale, but even speechless when she said it.

Die in this hell...

How many times has she forgotten to say it...

Because this trial, especially for Xiao Zhufeng, is really dangerous...

But she doesn't understand how this time the walls don't have heads ...

Is this still a test?

This is supposed to be a massacre of believers in the Immortal Sect, right?

Because from any point of view, the difficulty of the trial far exceeds the level of the trial.

"If we died, we would have died long ago!"

Yue Teng listened, just silent for a long time, then said softly, and then took a long breath, after hearing the changes in his brother Xiaoyuan, he vaguely thought of a possibility, which was also his previous worry, originally in his heart, he was also hoping that this worry would not come true, but it seemed doomed, the worst result, or appeared...

"The Crossing Fairy ...... Accidentally"

Four words flashed through his mind.

He remembered what he saw, heard, and remembered in his dreams when he was lost in the valley. All memories are like a big dream. Immediately after waking up from a dream, the experience in the dream becomes extremely incomplete, and over time it becomes more and more incomplete until there are no traces. But until now, he still remembers the gist of the message he heard in his dreams...

"The next generation of the world is incompetent and unable to fight this catastrophe. Even you Immortal Sect disciples have been abandoned by them......"

"Dedicate yourself to this great tribulation and take a break in order to postpone the day when this great tribulation will come to the world......"

"You and everyone else are lambs to the slaughter, and you will surely die. My master chooses you to give you another chance......"

The words that have been forgotten were born from the depths of the ocean of knowledge.

Even now, he doesn't have to look at Brother Xiaoyuan to know what happened to him...

He also broke into the valley and he also passed the heart test...

Then faced with the temptation to pass on the immortal idol of the Tribulation, he made a different choice from himself!

Luo Lingfei and himself both knew that the inheritance of the clay figurines was not so simple. They chose to refuse, which is why they left the valley safely. However, the Xiaoyuan brothers accepted the inheritance. Perhaps this is the reason for the sudden spike in his power. That's why he suddenly became so crazy. The only thing that puzzles me is why this person came to Bahuang Yuntai to commit suicide.

Because according to the fairy puppet, it is very likely that even if he doesn't come, all the immortal sect disciples will have no chance of survival!

After all, the darkness around us is terrible.

It's a magical land where magical things don't multiply. If they stay here, they will definitely die.

The biggest difference is only a matter of time.

......

......

"What the madman said may be true......"

And at this time, inside the Eight Desolation Cloud Tower, Zhu Daxian also looked at the Sichuan outside with some despair. In the voice of Umegawa Oshiki Kiyoyama, there was more desperation: "This trial may have been wrong from the beginning. We had no hope of getting out from the start. It's ridiculous before we thought that only the Roshenists were unlucky. We thought we could easily leave. This is simply naïve. If we hadn't come, the disciples of the Five Great Sages would have been killed a long time ago. ”

"If we hadn't come, and the Eight Great Desolate Cloud Towers of the Roselle Sect had been breached about four days ago, then the power of these magical objects would have soared, and the dark magical aura would have poured into the territory of other immortal sects. A magical object with soaring power can even slaughter a second immortal, then a third, then a fourth... Until all the fairy gates are slaughtered in one day!"

Sister Xiao of Baihua Valley obviously expected this problem. In fact, not only them, but all the Sichuan disciples are not stupid. They are aware of the possibility. The two of them were just the first to say it...

But the question is, even if found?

How do they solve this problem?

So far, they have only thought of a few possibilities...

To all the great immortals, they were the true legends of Tianjiao, but in such a great world of truth cultivation, what were they?

Castaway?

If they are pawns, then the abandoned children are abandoned, and there are still complaints!

"Yue Teng, come out, I will come for you, you should be proud......"

And at this time, outside the Hachino Yuntai, the crazy brother Xiao Yuan was still yelling. Now, he seemed to be incarnated as magic, roaring heaven and earth, a red lotus sword light flew around him, and slammed into a large group of Xianmen disciples, saying that he looked like magic, and even said that he now looked like a combination of magic and Xianmen disciples, which also made his whole body even more terrifying, giving people the illusion that his power was still rising, rising from time to time, and becoming deep in the blink of an eye!

"Do you really want to fight me to the end?"

He looked at the disciples of the Immortal Sect with contempt. Although he was angry, he still produced a little sarcasm: "Maybe you haven't realized the current situation yet?If you hand over Yue Teng, I can still give you a chance to become my puppet slave, just like her......" Brother Xiaoyuan pointed to Liu Aiyuan behind him, and his smile became even more hideous: "After all, you can continue to live, but if you refuse to hand over Yue Teng, haha, do you really think you can escape from this huge network?"

"Puppet slaves?"

All the Immortal Sect disciples were shocked at this time.

They all stared blankly at the puppeteer-like, expressionless Liu Aiyuan behind Xiao Yuan's brother.

Only then did I realize that she had become a puppet slave...

In the realm of spiritual practice, it is an evil practice. People can be refined into their own slaves and become other people's lives, like puppets. They are said to be slaves and not puppets. Even their own gods are gone...

"Dear brothers, what shall we do?"

All the disciples of the Immortal Clan were killed in a series of battles and became terrified.

The eight wild gimbal could not be opened, and they also completely lost hope of survival.

If the war continues, I'm afraid they will all die at the hands of Big Brother Xiaoyuan. The man was crazy. Even the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Valley did not hesitate to kill many people, not to mention the disciples of the other Immortal Sects?

In the end, after listening to his brother Xiaoyuan's words, they also hesitated...

Naturally no one wants to become a puppet slave, because it is one of the worst outcomes for people in the spirit world, second only to death!

But in any case, it's better than death ...

"What to do... What to do......"

Sister Xiao in the Valley of Flowers was surrounded by more and more people. She was also under increasing pressure. She wiped the blood gushing out of her mouth. Her face was a little desperate, and she smiled bitterly: "You ask me... Who should I ask?"

When Hachino Yuntai heard this, there was silence.

Each Chuan was surrounded by Xianmen disciples, who were waiting for their instructions.

Even including Luo Shen, there were many people who were stunned, stunned, surrounded by Meng Huanzhen, Qingwu, Yan Ji and even Ling Gongbo, all of whom had some frightened and helpless eyes, stupidly waiting for these Sichuan disciples to order...

And at this time, these Chuan, their eyes naturally subconsciously, looked into the depths of the eight wild cloud platforms.

That's where Yue Teng heals!

"Do you really want to use Brother Yue Teng as a puppet for that madman?"

In this awkward and anxious silence, Luo Lingfei stood in front of everyone's eyes and shouted coldly.

Hearing this, all the disciples of the Immortal Sect looked very embarrassed.

Especially in the face of Luo Lingfei's bright and subtle angry eyes, no one dared to look directly...

Breath.

Two interest rates.

Three percent.

This silence lasted for three breaths!

After a three-hour break, Xuan Jianzong finally sighed, looked resolute, and was ready to speak.

"Thank you!"

But he was just about to speak, but before he could speak, Yue Teng's body suddenly appeared in the depths of the eight wild cloud platforms. At this point, he looked weak. Even when he walked, he was supported by his sister, but he still saw his appearance. Inside the Hachino Cloud Terrace, the atmosphere suddenly became a little depressing. All the disciples of the Immortal Sect looked at him one by one.

“... Senior Brother Yue Teng, what do you thank us?"

When Xuan Jianzong saw Yue Teng, Chuan didn't say that.

It was Xiao Zhan, the senior sister of Huagu, who asked with a wry smile.

"I thank you for not having three interest rates before making a decision!"

Yue Teng breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand to the angry Luo Lingfei. "If you don't make a decision right away, it's a sign that you're hesitant and don't want to hand me over. Enough is enough, so I thank you!"

After listening to his words, all the real stories in this field were a little shocked, and their eyes were complicated.

After all, not long ago, Yue Teng had just fought to the death and beheaded the Divine Condor. They are all beneficiaries.