Gu Gate Inner Sanctum.

Leng Yuheng's head was thrown in, and Wei Canghai, who was his sworn brother, was furious, and he couldn't care about anything, a big crater exploded under his feet, and his entire body suddenly disappeared from the spot, and almost at the same moment, the heavy curtain suddenly tore open a gap.

Bai Xiaobai snorted coldly, and an invisible energy suddenly burst out, and the hundreds of beast lamps in the inner hall flashed at the same time as if they were blown by the wind.

Wei Canghai, who was hit by the invisible qi machine, had a hideous face, his index finger was close in front of him, and the whole person hovered in the air in front of Bai Xiaobai, his body parallel to the ground, like a javelin.

His body seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, from extreme movement to extreme stillness, and the whole person could only move forward at an extremely slow speed.

The corners of Bai Xiaobai's mouth curled up in a cold arc, "It's up to you? If the old man of Longyuan Pavilion doesn't die, he wants to kill me in the Gu Gate? You guys are too underestimating Bai, right?"

The half of the face armor on her face suddenly appeared with a trace of red lines, and the breath of the whole person changed slightly, and her right palm slapped forward.

It's like swatting a nuisance fly.

Wei Canghai's complexion changed slightly, and he wanted to avoid this palm, but his body was entangled by that invisible but extremely terrifying qi machine, although he could break away, he couldn't dodge Bai Xiaobai's palm.

"Six Elders beware!"

Yuxi, who was about to sneak attack Bai Xiaobai, shouted in horror, and his body slammed into Wei Canghai, but the next moment, Bai Xiaobai's right palm was attached to his chest.

There was a snapping sound, Yuxi's chest suddenly sank, and a palm print protruded from his back.

It seemed to be a random palm, but it was so powerful, it directly slapped Yuxi out, smashed the curtain open, passed through the heads of hundreds of Gumen elders, deacons and guards, smashed open the door of the inner hall with a bang, flew to the square outside the hall, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person smashed to the ground like a rag doll, rolled a few times, and no longer moved.

On the square, countless Gu Sect cultivators exclaimed in surprise, and then let out a tsunami-like roar, and hundreds of cultivators around them frantically rushed towards the jade stream where they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

This scene was transmitted by the mirror technique to the swampy new city thousands of miles away.

Ah Zhe looked at this scene and frowned slightly.

The whole new city suddenly became extremely quiet.

The middle-aged sword cultivator of the Holy Sword Sect asked suspiciously, "Yuxi, the elder of the Round Table Elders Association of the Confucian Dao Venerable Palace, why is he in the Gu Sect?"

No one answered.

Because everyone around is thinking the same thing.

The big war is imminent, the Sword Dao Sect and the Four Holy Lands are frantically preparing for war, there are countless things to be busy, and the Swamp New City, as the bridgehead of the Righteous Path Alliance of the Shiwei Realm, is the top priority, here, the Confucian Daozun Palace has invested more than 6,000 middle-level cultivators and more than 800 powerhouses in the Breaking Tribulation Period, as well as a huge amount of war materials, such a large amount of resources have been invested, but there is no one who meets the corresponding weight to preside, although everyone is puzzled, but they don't think much about it.

But at this moment, through the mirror illusion, I saw that the noble elder of the Confucian and Taoist Venerable Palace actually appeared in the Gu Gate.

There was no shortage of smart people in the audience, and there were also many high-level people who knew the relationship between the Confucian and Taoist Palace and the Gu Sect in the past, and after a little thought, they vaguely guessed the truth of the matter.

But this truth is so terrifying that these people are subconsciously doubting.

Even if Yuxi appeared in the Gu Gate, it had already been seen by tens of thousands of people.

The silence lasted for a few breaths before it was broken by dozens of piercing sounds of breaking the air.

Dozens of powerhouses of the Confucian and Taoist Palace rose to the sky and went straight to the entrance of the main hall of the Gu Gate.

Those cultivators who were still hesitant finally confirmed what they were thinking.

Confucianism, Taoism, and Zun Palace, is really conspiring with the Gu Gate!

The Confucian and Taoist Palace has rebelled!

Countless shouts rang out, countless orders were issued in an instant, and countless cultivators drew their blades and sacrificed their magic weapons.

Tens of thousands of cultivators aimed their blades and magic weapons at the Confucian and Taoist Palace cultivators beside them.

There was a solemn killing in the field, and in the autumn rain, the killing intent was pervasive.

At this moment, inside and outside the city, above and below the city, except for the sound of autumn wind and autumn rain, there was only an extremely heavy breathing sound.

A loud shout came from mid-air.

Ah Zhe's voice appeared in everyone's ears like thunder.

"The people of the Confucianism and Taoism Palace, if there is any change, kill them!"

As the commander of a city, Ah Zhe's face was pale, his fists were clenched, and the green tendons on the back of his hands were exposed.

After giving the order, he stopped paying attention to the situation in the city, and his eyes were fixed on the mirrored illusion.

In the swamp new city under him, there were less than 10,000 cultivators of the Confucian and Taoist Venerable Palace, and there was a lack of top powerhouses in the Spirit Void Realm, and with these people, they couldn't turn the sky at all.

And how things will develop next ultimately depends on the situation on the Gu Gate's side.

Ah Zhe's eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought to himself, "No matter how strong the Gu Sect is, there is no reason to refuse the cooperation of the Confucian and Taoist Zun Palace, but why is there such a hostile situation now? What has happened?"

The next moment, in the mirror illusion, two more figures flew out of the temple almost at the same time and appeared in everyone's sight.

But it was the White Lotus Venerable and Kongtong Sanren, the two of them fought together in the air, and the fight was inseparable.

Immediately after, the top of the magnificent hall suddenly exploded, and a figure flew out, and the iconic half of the face armor had turned from silver white to blood red.

The four Confucianism and Dao Zun Palace elders followed closely behind, flying towards Bai Xiaobai in four directions, southeast, northwest, and northwest.

The magnificent hall began to collapse, and countless Gu Sect elders, deacons, and armor-covered guards fled in a hurry.

In the swamp new city, both sides of the confrontation subconsciously raised their heads to look at the mirror illusion in mid-air.

Seeing that the six elders of the Confucian Daozun Palace were actually fighting with the people of the Gu Sect, the tens of thousands of monks present were all subconsciously relieved.

The Confucianism and Taoism Palace did not drink the Gu Gate and walked together, so at least things could take a turn for the better.

However, in the next moment, an exclamation sounded from the city wall, piercing through the rain curtain and appearing in the ears of thousands of cultivators under the city.

"Yun, Yun Sect Master, that's Yun Sect Master!"

Everyone followed the sound.

Seeing that scene, I almost fell into a collective momentary sluggishness.

The three green leaves of the one-leaf doll spun at an extremely fast speed and flew out of the ruins of the collapsed main hall.

It had a long black rope tied to it, and at the other end of the rope was Yun Mo.

At this moment, Yun Mo was like a cocoon wrapped in that rope, his clothes were in tatters, his hair was messy, mixed with rotten vegetable leaves, and his face was sticky rotten eggs, where was he still the incomparably respected sect master of the Sword Dao Sect? Where was it like the strongest man of the younger generation in the Shiwei Realm who was madly worshiped and sworn to follow by countless people?

Now he is like a humiliated and extremely pitiful beggar!

Seeing this scene, the swampy new city fell into a dead silence again.

This strange dead silence weighed on everyone's hearts like a block of lead, making people breathless.

At the head of the city, the young cultivator of the Wind Kingdom who had lost his falcon almost asked with a crying voice, "Yun, Yun Sect Master, he, how did he become like this?"

In mid-air, Ah Zhe's eyes were already red.

In the sky above the square of the main hall of the Gu Gate, Yiye Doll gasped for breath, glanced down at Yun Mo with difficulty, and shouted loudly, "Big, eldest prince, we have escaped!"