The strength is insufficient and the financial resources are not enough to make up for it, and at this critical juncture when the whole army is wiped out if you are not careful, of course, Jinghong has to take out any killer features for his own use. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Therefore, in addition to the poison that can be used without spiritual power, Jinghong also distributed a few pills to supplement spiritual power and a number of spiritual runes and treasure talismans that consume very little spiritual power when used.

Not long after a few people discussed, the Jiyun Gang Mountain Gate was already in sight.

Jing Hong gave everyone including Wan Huang a detoxification pill, and then gave them a small bottle to spare, and then ordered Wan Huang to swoop down and land in front of the gate of Jiyun Gang Mountain.

It has only been about an hour since Miao Xiu summoned for help, but the Jiyun Gang is already a sea of corpses and blood.

A team of inner disciples who were in charge of daily patrols fell in front of the mountain gate, and they couldn't find a single live mouth.

"Let's go in!" she said as she rushed towards the mountain gate first, and at the same time, her perception had already unscrupulously enveloped the entire territory of the Jiyun Gang.

Wan Huang had already regained his human posture, and at this time, he and Wan Entropy were carrying Feng Qianguang and Su Fengbai respectively, and rushed in with Yu Ling and Tao Zhang.

Shocking Sense's perception quickly found the place where the fight was still going on, and she turned a corner as she observed the situation, and sprinted at full speed towards the center of the war, the Chengxian Pavilion of the Jiyun Gang.

"Sister, there is not a single living person around here. Yu Ling's voice was full of sympathy and reluctance.

Jinghong asked her to save people, but those people from Yangning Palace, Shenxiao Sect and Tianxin Sect were good, and they didn't even have a chance to live.

Jinghong's eyes were full of frost, and she replied with a slight "um", and then directly sacrificed the fire attribute supreme attack spirit weapon that her mother in her previous life had personally refined for her after she was born-Treasure Fan Zhenlong.

This fan is an oval fan that can be large or small, the fan bone and fan handle are made of the branches of the sacred tree Fusang, the fan surface is made of pink silk woven from the silk of the true fairyland red-blooded silkworm, and there is a delicate and cute nine-tailed white fox embroidered on the fan surface, which is exactly what she looked like when she was a child in her previous life.

This fan is also one of the treasures entrusted to Yu Ling when he was plotted in his previous life, as a superb attack spirit weapon, this fan has already given birth to a machine spirit under the warmth of tens of thousands of years of Jinghong.

Originally, with Jinghong's current strength, she was still very reluctant to use this fan. But fortunately, this fan also has a big advantage, that is, it can slowly absorb the power of Jinghong and store it in its own body, and then use it when the power of Jinghong cannot be continued in wartime.

This is also the reason why Jinghong chose this one against the enemy among his many treasures.

At this moment, the words of a middle-aged monk with a lewd mouse whisker and a rampant smile also passed into Jing Hong's ears word for word, "Qi Shuhuan, do you think that with you as an old man who has only stepped into the Merge Dao period with great difficulty, you can stop so many of our masters in the middle and late stages of the Merge Dao? I advise you to know each other better and surrender as soon as possible." Otherwise, I guarantee that you Jiyun will help chickens and dogs and not a single inch of grass left. ”

"Ahem...... Ahem...... "Elder Qi Shuhuan, who was named by him, coughed violently, and Jing Hong heard a bit of weakness and decadence in his voice.

"Waste...... Less nonsense. Old man...... It's surrender, don't you...... You bunch...... This bunch of brutes...... will let it go...... Leave me alone...... Jiyun Gang ...... A group of disciples?"

As soon as Qi Shuhuan's voice fell, the middle-aged monk with a rat whisker pointed at Qi Shuhuan and the others who were hiding in the defensive magic circle as if he had heard some funny joke, and laughed, "Let go of your Jiyun Gang disciples?!Old thing, what kind of sweet dreams are you having? Leaving you a whole corpse is already the greatest mercy that this master can give you, and you still want to live? ......?"

"What about you...... Still nonsense...... What?" Qi Shuhuan coldly interrupted his unfinished words, "Anyway...... It's all dead, I'm ...... Jiyun Gang disciples...... Rather...... All of them are dead!"

The middle-aged monk with a rat's whisker suddenly darkened, "Okay, okay, you old thing who doesn't know what to do, today I, Wang Wenqing, have to dismantle your old bones and feed them to the dogs!"

Speaking of this, he waved his hand violently, "Give it all to me!"

Suddenly, colorful spiritual power and various weapons all blasted towards the defensive light mask outside the Chengxian Pavilion.

The defensive light shield was already crumbling due to the lack of spiritual power, and at this time, it was attacked by so many people, and it suddenly showed a bit of decadence.

The old head of the Jiyun Gang hurriedly ordered several of his disciples to add spirit stones to the appropriate positions in the magic circle, and at the same time, he also clenched the flying sword in his hand, preparing that once the spirit stones of the defensive magic circle could not be connected, he would jump out and have a fierce battle with the guys outside.

Looking at the faces of the enemies in front of him and the surviving disciples in the sect full of sorrow and grief, the old master felt remorse and shame in his heart.

If it weren't for the fact that these people carelessly lured the wolf into the house for a while, and immediately opened the mountain gate to welcome them out when they heard the news of the visit of Wang Wenqing, the head of the Shenxiao faction, how could the Jiyun Gang be beaten and almost wiped out within an hour.

It's just that how could they have thought that Yangning Palace, Shenxiao Sect, and Tianxin Sect would dare to openly violate the iron law set by Lingxiao Palace, "people must not cultivate the same clan, and kill each other", and openly sent a coalition army to attack them.

Qi Shuhuan's mood at this time was a little worse than him.

Several other people who were also elders had already been killed by Wang Wenqing and others at the beginning of the battle, but he was the only one or two small realms lower than the enemy leader, and he managed to protect the old master and a small number of disciples and fled into the Chengxian Pavilion.

Then, one after another, disciples of this sect were hunted down and killed here.

He ignored the obstruction of the old master, desperately wanted his old life, and rushed out of the magic circle to meet those disciples.

But after all, his two fists were invincible to his four hands, except for thirty or forty disciples who ran in front who were rescued because of him, those disciples who ran behind finally died in front of his eyes.

He was dragged back to the defensive circle by the old master while vomiting blood, but at this time he would rather die outside.

The Jiyun Gang is a sect that the ancestors, including his great-grandfather, have painstakingly established and passed down to this day, but it is destroyed in the hands of these unscrupulous disciples thousands of years later.

Qi Shuhuan didn't know what face he should put on to meet his dead ancestors, so he would rather die first in the process of rescuing his disciples than witness the fall of the Jiyun Gang soon after.

But the old boss dragged him back.