Before Mo Tong's words fell, he found that the demented Mu Chen was abnormal, and his face suddenly showed extreme pain, as if he was struggling with something.

"This is not the Great Tragedy, it's the Requiem!"

Mo Tong had a very bad premonition at this time, if Fang Ming was allowed to continue playing, the consequences would be extremely serious.

Damn it!

What Mo Tong feared the most still happened, this flute sound was low, but it could cover the entire Qingluan Mountain. Many Qingzong disciples were still curious about how there was such a strange flute sound at first, but when they listened to it for a while, their minds suddenly became confused, and they soon lost consciousness.

One, two, three......

In a moment's effort, all the disciples of the entire Qingzong fell under the control of this terrible flute, and all of them lost their minds and rushed towards the Purple Garden like a walking corpse.

There are also many disciples of Qingzong who have been asleep since they suddenly fell into a coma in the recent period, and when they heard the sound of the flute, they actually sat up from the bed by themselves, got out of bed, and walked along the sound of the flute.

In the same way, Hu Aniu, who was lying in the room, heard the sound of the flute, sat up, turned his ears slightly, identified the source of the flute, and slowly walked out of the bed.

Mo Tong's expression changed drastically, and he finally knew the seriousness of this matter. It's infuriating that I can't stop it when I look at it. Fang Ming's intention, Mo Tong also guessed at this time, he wanted to control these Qing Sect disciples and attack Mo Tong with crowd tactics.

No matter how sharp the opening of the heavens is, the spiritual sense is always limited, and it is impossible to kill the thousands of disciples of the Qing Sect. Even if Mo Tong really had this ability, could Mo Tong really kill all these disciples?

No, absolutely not! If this is the case, then the whole Qingzong will be finished. In this way, Qingzong was not destroyed in the hands of the Blue Alliance, but was destroyed by Mo Tong, which was the last thing Mo Tong wanted to see.

"Fang Ming, if you change your path so against the sky, aren't you afraid of the punishment of the Heavenly Dao?" Mo Tong felt a kind of powerlessness like never before, a group of dense Qing Sect disciples were slowly walking over, and the person who walked in front was Ah Niu, how could Mo Tong wave the open sky down?

"Heavenly Dao, what is Heavenly Dao, what can Heavenly Dao do to me? Haha! I have never believed in Heavenly Dao, and I have never seen Heavenly Dao. Mo Tong, aren't you very good at killing? Now I'll let you kill enough, see how many you can kill?haha...... Kids, tear the two of them to me!Ahaha......" Fang Ming laughed wildly, and the jade flute pointed at Mo Tong and Zi Yun, his face full of hideousness.

"Master, today we are only afraid that we will really die here. I'm sorry, Master, but I still can't protect you. Mo Tong glanced at Ziyun guiltily, and her heart was full of bitterness.

"It's Master, I'm sorry for you, Mo Tong, you don't have anything to be sorry for as a teacher. If you can, you can find a way out! Qingzong is gone, this is the will of heaven, and we can't force it. I will buy you some time for the teacher, go as far as you can, and never come back. If you can, please go to Chenguo to see Ran'er. Ziyun was also very painful in her heart, gritting her teeth and saying to Mo Tong.

In this situation, unless Yuan Hong appears, the two of them will not be able to change the situation at all. The only thing that makes Ziyun feel guilty is Mo Tong, Mo Tong should not die here in Qingzong, if he can be in Yumen, fifty years, a hundred years later, he will definitely become a peerless powerhouse.

"No! never!" Mo Tong shook his head resolutely, even if he died in battle, or killed all the disciples of the Qing Sect with his last strength, Mo Tong would not let Ziyun die before himself.

"Kill, then come! I'll take it on alone!" "Mo Tong's expression changed suddenly, his body suddenly straightened, his eyes gradually lost his emotion, and the killing intent on his body was suddenly released.

Kill!

The killing intent that had accumulated in two lifetimes and the killing intent comprehended in the Killing Array in the Reincarnation Phantom Heart Array suddenly erupted at this moment, and the disciples of the entire Purple Garden couldn't help but tremble strongly when they felt the killing intent of the ink pupil, and their steps of progress paused for a while.

What a strong killing intent! Mo Tong is not even twenty years old, how can he have such a strong killing intent? How many people do you have to kill to have such a strong killing intent?

Fang Ming felt the killing intent of Mo Tong, and his body also felt a tremble, and his heart felt a chill.

What is the identity of this ink pupil? Such a character will definitely not be a nobody!

Fang Ming was suspicious in his heart, but it was precisely because of this that this ink pupil could not be kept. If you miss this opportunity in front of you, it will be difficult to kill him in the future.

Whining......

Fang Ming increased his spiritual power again, and the sound of the flute became even more dull, and the lost Qingzong disciple only paused, and was soon controlled by the flute again.

Kill!

Mo Tong gradually entered the ruthless realm, holding the open sky in his hand, listening to the footsteps of the disciples of the Qingzong step by step, his heart became more and more quiet.

"Master!

When Mo Tong was about to make a move, suddenly a thousand phantom voices sounded in his ears, and his mood flickered. Looking up, he really saw the figure of Qian Xuan, followed by a group of cultivators in various costumes.

"Whew!" Mo Tong exhaled deeply, this guy Qianhuan arrived in time.

"Elder Ziyun, you are frightened! Tantric disciple Gong Liangping has led ninety disciples to protect the sect!" One of the leading cultivators knelt down in front of Ziyun, and the remaining ninety disciples also knelt behind him.

Good guy, is this the true strength of Qingzong? Ninety earth spirit masters, all of them have a strength of about six stars, and this Gongliang Ping cultivator who leads it should be a heavenly spirit according to Mo Tong's guess.

As soon as the aura on the bodies of the nearly hundred Earth Spirit Masters was released, those controlled disciples of the Qing Sect were all shocked by that powerful aura, and no matter how Fang Ming played, they just couldn't take another step forward.

"How could Qingzong still have so many Earth Spirit Beings? Impossible!" Fang Ming's face changed drastically, he had been an elder in Qingzong for more than fifty years, and he didn't even know that Qingzong actually had such a group of Tantric disciples.

By this time, Fang Ming had finally understood that the Qing Sect Neng Star Earth Sect and the Cloud Fire Sect were called the three sects in the Rain Continent, so they naturally had something unique.

"Everyone, please get up quickly! This Fang is obviously a spy of the Blue Alliance who infiltrated my Qingzong, intending to seize my Qingzong, I issued an order with the Qingluan Order, and you should capture this traitor as soon as possible. Ahem...... "Ziyun took out the Qingluan Order, supported by Mo Tong, and said to Gongliang and Pingren.

"Yes!Elder Ziyun!" Gongliang and Ping nodded in unison, and everyone's eyes fell on Fang Ming and him.

"Hmph, more than people, right? I'll let you see how powerful our Blue Alliance disciples are. Bang Bang!" Fang Ming snorted coldly, patted his palm, the ground was shattered, and hundreds of figures appeared around him in a snap of his fingers, surrounding Gongliang and others. They were all dressed in black, with a broken sword mark on their chests.

Mo Tong and the others saw hundreds of people coming out of the ground, and everyone's hearts were shocked. No one would have thought that the Blue Alliance would hide hundreds of disciples in Qingzong, and go to everyone's side, but no one found out.

The cultivation of these 100 people is no worse than that of the 90 Tantric disciples of Qingzong, all of whom are between three-star earth spirits and six-star earth spirits. The breath of both sides was fully opened, and the ink pupil in the middle felt a strong feeling of suffocation.

Kill!

With a wave of the Xuanyin flute in Fang Ming's hand, the spiritual skills of hundreds of black-clothed Blue Alliance disciples were like rain, and they were deducted from the disciples of the Gongliang and Equality Tantric Sect.

Boom! Boom! Boom!!

The Tantric disciples led by Gong Liangping also shot together, and more than 100 earth spirits attacked, how terrifying the scene was. Poor Qianhuan, he is just a mysterious soul here, and in the first wave of confrontation, he was blown aside by the powerful energy.

Mo Tong and Ziyun were extremely seriously injured, and they were protected by Gong Liangping, and they were temporarily safe in the rear.