Chapter Twenty-Six: Tragic and Shocking!

From the fierce battle to the end now, it was only half an hour. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The sky was still black, the moon was obscured by dark clouds, and the stars disappeared into the sky as if they had been frightened by something.

Jing Yunxiao, along with the people of the Tang Sect, stopped at the shore of Jiling Lake, which was only a few miles away from Jingmen.

Today, Jiling Lake has completely become a blood lake, and the blood of tens of thousands of heroic spirits has all gathered here. At this time in autumn, Jiling Lake should have dried up, but at this moment, it has been occupied by the blood of tens of thousands of people, and even overflowed.

There are corpses all around, and if you are better, you can still see your face clearly, so you can be regarded as leaving a whole corpse. The rest are almost all broken at the waist, or split vertically from the center of the eyebrows, and they are really split in two.

They had gone through too many years of peace, and even those Tang Sect guards who had killed countless people still had a feeling of wanting to vomit.

Just this small-scale war has been brutal to such an extent, so what a tragic scene will be the upcoming national war!!

Crossing the lake of blood, they were startled again.

They saw Chen Yansheng's body, he was the previous generation head of the Chen family of the Eight Great Families, except for Xiao Jingting, no one in the Eight Great Families could beat him.

What surprised them was not his life and death, but the ruthlessness and ruthlessness of the person who made the shot, and more importantly, the cultivation was far beyond imagination.

"Judging from the neck scars on the corpse, he should have been grabbed by someone with one hand, and judging from the injuries on the corpse's legs, his feet never touched the ground before he died", Tang Yu imagined a possible fight scene in his mind.

"Not only that, that person must at least be a saint-level figure, although the footprints in the vicinity are chaotic, there are only footprints of the eight great families."

Jing Yunxiao also looked around very carefully, and came to a conclusion.

"However, where have the rest of the Eight Great Families gone?"

"Let's go, let's take a look forward," Tang Yu said.

However, after walking only a mile away, everyone suddenly had a depressing atmosphere.

They saw Jing Yunhao unconscious, his whole body was shattered, his face was covered by blood, if it weren't for his gorgeous blue-robed thorn beast picture, they wouldn't have recognized him at all.

The Nine Elders took the lead in probing Jing Yunhao's situation, he was in charge of the medicine sect affairs, he knew pharmacology very well, and even far surpassed the medicine sect master in the Dan Dao, and the medicine gate was almost destroyed at this time, and now except for him, the rest of the people did not understand pharmacology at all.

He touched his heart and was overjoyed.

"The owner of the door still has a heartbeat".

Tang Yu and the others breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the news and hurriedly stepped forward.

"Although there is still a heartbeat, the head has been hit hard, coupled with excessive bleeding and broken muscles and bones, it is estimated that it will be difficult to wake up again."

The Nine Elders didn't want to tell the truth, but as a physician, he had to tell the truth about the patient.

"Tang Sixteen, Tang Seventeen, the two of you quickly escort the Jingmen Master to the Tang Gate, remember to ensure the life of the Jingmen Master, if the Jingmen Master has any mistakes, I will take you two to blame."

"Yes"!

"The rest of the people continue to look for Jing Tian's nephew and Uncle Jing."

Outside the Jingmen Gate, everyone was shocked again and couldn't move.

"That's ...... Shi Lao!".

"How is it possible, that's a mid-level Saint Venerable!".

"Look at that, that's not ...... The Purple Shadow Sakura Spear of the Dream Saint."

Boom, everyone was collectively in a mess.

This is simply unbelievable, neither of the two Saint Venerable level figures could escape, and even both of them could have been killed by a single blow!

"Who in the world can kill the two Holy Venerables so brutally and easily, and still torture and kill without any power to fight back."

"Emperor Tianwu, although no one knows how powerful he really is, if he wants to kill Shi Lao, why did he also kill the Phantom Dream Saint Venerable?"

……。

The more you talk about it, the more you feel that things are a little bizarre.

"What the hell is going on!".

They then rushed to Jingmen and searched everywhere for the traces of Old Man Jing.

At this moment, the towering walls of Jingmen have completely collapsed, and there are still fires burning in many places inside, and the ivy has turned into charcoal, and it is difficult to find a living plant in Jinglin Garden.

Everywhere...... It's all ruins!

"Is that old man Jing?"

An elder saw Master Jing's body and said in a trembling voice.

Hearing this, everyone hurried over, and they did see Old Man Jing's body, but they didn't have the slightest joy.

Old Man Jing was covered with mortal wounds, a bloody hole pierced by a long sword at the center of his eyebrows, his heart was cut by a long knife at the chest and his neck was pierced by a flying knife, even the Yuan Shen was reduced to nothing.

"Father!".

Jing Yunxiao let out a long roar, her eyes were red, and bloodshot tears slowly fell from the corners of her eyes.

As the saying goes: Men don't flick when they have tears, but at this moment, they are really sad.

Tang Yu sighed lightly, and his heart was also slightly painful, if they had come a moment earlier, maybe it wouldn't have been like this.

"It's all my fault, it's me...... It's too late" Tang Yu clenched his right fist and slammed it against the wall.

"Old Door Master...... , woo-woo".

The elders were also heartbroken, although they were sidelines, they were highly valued by the old master. It can be said that without the cultivation of the old master, they would not have their current status.

"Yunxiao, the festival mourns and changes".

"Report, Third Young Master, we have found the body of the Young Master of Jingtian", a guard hurriedly ran over with a small child in his arms.

Indeed, it was Jing Tian, but it was not a corpse.

It's no wonder that he, with his experience, an injury like Jing Tian is simply lifeless.

After all, Jing Tian was just a child in the Kaiyuan Realm, he and Jing Yunhao's injuries were basically the same, the meridians of his body were broken, there were countless wounds on his body, and his heart and lungs were pierced by a long sword, and just the sword qi would shatter his heart and lungs.

It wasn't until the Ninth Elder took it that there was still a faint pulse beating at the neck of his neck. Immediately rejoiced and said loudly:

"Jing Tian...... Young Master Jingtian, he is not dead!".

Everyone who was still in grief rushed to hear the voice, and they all looked at Jing Tian in surprise, which should have no chance of life.

The guards on the side were also stunned, how could this be, it was a miracle!