Chapter 290: The Power of the Firmament!

Is the way of calling the door too harmonious?

Cao Gaoyi was a little messy for a while, and he didn't know what Xiao Chen wanted to express.

"There is an enchantment here, if we don't let the people of the Ziyang Sect open it, we won't be able to enter!" Cao Gaoyi still reminded.

"That's not necessarily!" Xiao Chen looked at him and asked, "To put it bluntly, the enchantment is just a door, and you don't have to open the door with a key, you can also break the door directly!"

"Break the door?"

Just when Cao Gaoyi was stunned, he suddenly saw a figure in Tsing Yi crossing up, arrogant and domineering.

"How can a mere enchantment stop the green dragon's journey!"

As soon as the words fell, the figure in Tsing Yi punched out.

Rumble!

The terrifying fist was hard and shattered, causing the entire Ziyang Mountain to shake, and the ghosts and gods were terrified.

"This ......"

Cao Gaoyi's eyes were full of horror.

With just one punch, it is so powerful that it can almost shake the enchantment and collapse Ziyang Mountain?

"So you have already arranged a master?" Cao Gaoyi looked at Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen said indifferently: "I didn't say I came alone, right?"

"And he...... Who is it? How can it be so powerful?" Cao Gaoyi asked in surprise.

"I think you already have the answer in your heart, so why do you have to ask it many times?" Xiao Chen said lightly.

Cao Gaoyi swallowed a mouthful of saliva when he heard this.

Truly!

Even if they have never met, just seeing the invincible posture of this figure in Tsing Yi will make a name pop up in anyone's heart for the first time.

"Duan Qingcang!"

Cao Gaoyi felt a sense of shock in his heart.

Duan Qingcang was not only famous in the outside world, but even for the seven major sects of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, he was an incomparably terrifying existence, and no one wanted to provoke him.

However, didn't Duan Qingcang retire, how could Xiao Chen invite him out of the mountain?

......

Within the Ziyang Sect, an emergency meeting was being held, and Cui Minghui and several elders in the sect looked grim and cold, and a dull atmosphere was depressing.

Soon, several more Inner Gate Elders asked if they dared to come.

"What's the matter, summoning us all here so urgently?"

"Hire elder, come on!" Cui Minghui looked at an old man in a cloth shirt on his left in a cold tone.

The refining method of the soul jade plate was passed down from the Yuxiao Sect, and later the big sects such as the Ziyang Sect and the Heavenly Dao Sect would refine the soul jade card for the core members.

The soul jade card is usually placed in the soul card hall, and there are special people to take care of it.

And the old man in the cloth shirt is the elder of the Soul Plate Hall of the Ziyang Sect, who is responsible for taking care of the Soul Jade Plate of the Ziyang Sect up to the sect master elders and down to the elite disciples.

The old man in the cloth shirt said with a sad expression: "Everyone, let me tell you a very unfortunate news, all the people we sent to the outside world to arrest the murderer of the young sect master three days ago were all killed, and there was no one left!"

"What?"

Such bad news, except for a few people who had already known in advance, the rest of the people felt sensational.

They knew that after the sect master lost his beloved son, in order to take revenge, he deliberately sent a large group of people, including two half-step legendary inner door elders, more than a dozen outer gate elders and deacons, and countless disciples.

Their task is not only to arrest the murderer, but also to cause a shock in the outside world, using this as a warning to promote the unprovoked majesty of the Ziyang Sect.

However, such a large force ran to the outside world and was actually completely wiped out?

"How is this possible? Elder Hire, don't be alarmist!" said someone who didn't believe it at all.

"Well, I also hope I'm joking with you!" the old man in the cloth shirt sighed sadly, "But I am in charge of the Soul Plaque Hall, and when I came together this morning, I saw nearly two hundred Soul Jade Plaques shattered and scattered to the ground. ”

"Why is this happening? Killing nearly two hundred of our Purple Sun Sect overnight, who in the outside world can do such a thing?"

"This is definitely not an individual's doing, is it an organized targeting of our Purple Yang Sect?"

"Damn! Sect Master, how can you endure this kind of thing, you must send another master to investigate and see what kind of bulls, snakes, ghosts and monsters are doing it!"

When Cui Minghui heard this, he said with a solemn expression: "My Purple Yang Sect has never suffered such a big loss in the hundreds of years since its establishment, we must treat it with caution and no longer act recklessly!"

"Sect Master, you say...... Could it be that the murderer of the young sect master did it?"

"The news that came back before, didn't it say that the murderer was just a half-step legend, how could he kill so many people from my Purple Sun Sect overnight?"

"Could it be that the news is wrong, and the other party is a legendary realm?"

Everyone looked at each other and was silent for a while.

If it was really a Legendary Realm powerhouse, then their Purple Yang Sect really needed to be cautious.

"What's the use of you guessing here, Cao Gaoyi and Lin Shuhui's soul jade cards are not broken, just call them back and ask. ”

"These two people have stayed in the outside world since the young sect master was killed, and they haven't come back, I'm afraid they have become traitors!"

"Hmph, the two ungrateful guys, if it weren't for the kindness of the Great Elder to take them in, they would have been hunted down to death by the enemy. ”

"Gao Yi and Shuhui are not that kind of people, so there may be some difficulties. Let me personally go to the outside world and ask them face to face. An old man with crane hair said in a deep voice.

"Great Elder, I'll bother you to go!" Cui Minghui's tone carried a hint of respect.

The old man with the crane hair was the Great Elder of the Purple Yang Sect, his rank was much higher than him, and he had broken through the Legendary Realm ten years ago.

His accession to the WTO should enable him to solve the problem in a timely manner.

"The sect master doesn't need to be polite!" said the old man and stood up.

But at this point.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang.

The entire Ziyang Sect seemed to have withstood a twelve-magnitude earthquake, the sky was shaking, and the strongest sect hall was about to collapse.

"This ...... What's going on?"

The crane-haired old man groaned slightly, and suddenly his expression changed: "It's not good, someone is attacking the entrance of the enchantment!"

......

Outside Ziyang Mountain, Duan Qingcang's second punch fell, and the Purple Yang Sect's enchantment was already showing signs of cracking.

"The last punch, break!"

The vast fist, carrying the incomparable divine might, once again bombarded the enchantment.

Click!

Finally, the Ziyang Mountain Enchantment couldn't withstand the oppressive force, and it shattered with a bang, disintegrating inch by inch.

It seems that time and space have changed in front of me, and the original scene of green mountains and forests has become a solemn mountain gate in a blink of an eye.

The stone steps paved the way, winding and twisting, like the road to heaven, which makes people look forward to it infinitely.

"Who dares to attack my Purple Sun Sect Enchantment!"

At this time, within the Purple Yang Sect, three figures flew out.

Among them, the first is a man in a purple shirt, with a restrained and extraordinary atmosphere.

He raised his head, stared at Duan Qingcang, and shouted: "He Fangxiao is small, dare to come to my Purple Yang Sect to spread the wilderness and report his name!"

When Duan Qingcang heard this, his eyes froze.

"A mere half-step legend, you are not qualified to ask my name!"

As soon as the words fell, Duan Qingcang's figure disappeared from the sky.

The next moment, he appeared above the purple-shirted man's head out of thin air and stepped on it.

Rumble!

The ground caved in, revealing a huge hole.

And the man in the purple shirt sank into the ground all over his body, bleeding from his seven orifices, and his liver and gallbladder were split.

A half-step legend was trampled to death by Duan Qingcang!