The Flower Tide Festival begins
"Want to live? Yes, you can say, what kind of sect are you, why did you go to Lingshan, and where did the rest of Lingshan go? ”
Duanmu Ming's voice did not fluctuate in the slightest, so that others could not hear his emotions at all.
But as long as people don't give up that glimmer of hope for life.
The people kneeling in front of him scrambled to answer, and the chaotic voices suddenly filled the back mountain.
Duanmu Ming half-closed his eyes, looking for the news he wanted from these noisy sounds.
"Away from the Fire Pavilion? That so-called old ancestor came from Emperor Spirit City? Going to Lingshan to find my Xi'er? Burning the mountain to vent anger without seeing a single person along the way? ”
Duanmu Ming said word by word, the smile on the corner of his mouth became deeper and deeper, if it weren't for the sudden feeling of the breath of the magic crystal in his body, he would definitely not go to retreat.
If he didn't go into retreat, he wouldn't even know about people's calculations of his family's Xi'er, and the Lingshan Sect wouldn't have been burned to the ground.
His aura was completely restrained, and a storm seemed to be brewing in his deep eyes.
The large group of people in front of them also quieted down, they had already told everything they needed to know, and now they could only tremble and prostrate and wait for their fate.
How could Duanmu Ming let them go, if Lihuo Pavilion dared to touch his scales, then he would only wait to be destroyed.
The person in front of you will die sooner or later, so give them a ride with great mercy, so that they don't live in fear.
With a wave of his sleeves, a strong spiritual power enveloped those people, and as his five fingers tightened, muffled snorts sounded one after another, and his heart was broken and he died!
His gaze fell on the place where Jun Qianxi was originally retreating, and the prohibition he had laid had been broken, if it weren't for his family Xi'er reaching the ninth order, if it wasn't for the same situation just now, someone broke the prohibition from the outside.
But think about it, it should be the former situation, otherwise the Lingshan Sect can't be empty.
His family Xi'er must have learned all this, so he let the people of the Lingshan faction hide, so where will she go?
Duanmu frowned, thinking about where Jun Qianxi might go.
After a while, a bright light flashed in his eyes, according to the character of his family Xi'er, in order to protect the Lingshan faction, she must have to take the attention of the people of the world away from the Lingshan faction.
The only thing that can achieve this goal in the shortest possible time is in the matter that the whole continent is watching.
According to the current season, there is only the Flower Tide Conference of the Baili Dynasty.
A slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he turned around and waved his fingers, leaving a line of handwriting in the place where he had been retreating, informing the people of the Lingshan Sect that he was okay now.
He took out the signal arrow that he hadn't used for a long time, summoned all his shili in the Duanmu Dynasty, and after explaining the matter of rebuilding the Lingshan Sect, he let the Hades Army sneak into the Baili Dynasty secretly.
His eyebrows and eyes were full of madness, if his family Xi'er was damaged in the slightest, he would definitely slaughter the common people and cover the world.
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It is the season of spring rain, and the whole imperial city is shrouded in this silky rain, which falls on the colorful petals, and the watered flowers are even more delicate.
The smell of earth from the raindrops mixes into the air, giving you the feeling of being in the wilderness.
On this hazy day, the "Flower Tide Conference" kicked off.
Due to Jun Qianxi, this "Flower Tide Conference" was surprisingly lively, and the surrounding stands were already full.