The four major palaces, eight major sects, and fragmentary small sects in the Blue Realm form three major forces, and these three major forces have factions that are both good and evil. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe five sects of the Righteous Dao Sect, including the Qingyun Sect and the Kunlun Sect, are headed by the Bright Moon Palace, while the three sects of the Demon Dao Sect, including the Hehuan Sect and the Beast Control Sect, are headed by the Hehuan Palace. As for the remaining Yin Killing Palace and Jue Dance Hall of the four major palaces, they belong to the third force, which is both good and evil. But a huge conspiracy begins against Otojimiya.

Recently, the disciples of the major righteous sects have been repeatedly abused and killed, and the Mingyue Palace had to send people to investigate, and found that the dead people all died under the sound attack, and the only sect that could attack the sound was the sound killing palace, so he planned to organize various sects to come to the door to ask for an explanation. Due to the grudge with the Sound Killing Palace for many years, the Juewu Palace automatically asked Ying to embark on the road of crusade instead of the Mingyue Palace.

Tone Kill Palace

"Palace Master, the various sects are attacking, what should I do?" A disciple in Tsing Yi ran into the main hall in a little panic.

"Oh, these righteous people. Qingyu, you can leave with all the disciples of the Sound Killing Palace! Remember, no matter what happens to me, don't care, settle the sect disciples well. This is my life card, if I die, you will all disperse, don't avenge me! Leng Yumo saw through life and death, and the worry and concern in his eyes were only for these disciples in the palace.

"Palace Master, I won't leave!" Qingyu knelt down firmly.

"Palace Master, we won't leave either!" All the disciples in the palace were summoned to gather in the hall, and when they heard the palace master's words, they immediately followed the palace master's eldest disciple Qingyu and knelt down.

"Why are you suffering? Remember what I said, and if I lived, I would seek you. Immediately, Leng Yumo waved his sleeves.

A gust of wind gently swept all the disciples in the hall and sent them to the Lingzhou, Leng Yumo was not worried about the comfort of these disciples, and placed a ban on the Lingzhou, and then sent the Lingzhou out of the Sound Killing Palace, until he saw that the Lingzhou had escaped the surveillance of the disciples of the various sects under the mountain with his divine sense, and he did not let go of his heart.

"This is my robbery, and I can't let you innocently be implicated!"

When Leng Xintong led several major sects of the righteous path to attack the palace, he only saw a bewitching woman sitting in the center of the palace enjoying the wine, the silky black hair like satin, the white complexion like snow, a pair of sharp Danfeng eyes seemed to have a trace of drunkenness at this time, showing the charm color, the lip color was as charming as the sunset, the corners of the mouth seemed to be hooked, as if they didn't care about these intruders, the red merman yarn rose and fell, looming like mist, and the soft and boneless hand continued to pour the wine under the condition that its owner ignored it, the pair of jade feet followed the rhythm of pouring wine one by one, and the bells on the feet made a confusing bell sound.

"Senior sister, long time no see!" Leng Xintong held back the jealousy that was about to erupt in his heart, calmed down his good mood, and broke the short silence with a voice.

"Yes! How long is it supposed to be? There was a hint of loneliness in his voice, echoing in the empty lobby. Leng Yumo's eyes were a little hazy, as if he was remembering something.

"Please let the others go out for a while, and let me stay with my senior sister for a while." Leng Xintong gestured to the left and right hands beside him, and the left and right hands immediately invited the people from other sects out.

The people of the other sects felt a little uncomfortable, but when they thought of the strength of the Juewu Palace, they were still very jealous in their hearts, if it weren't for the support of the Juewu Palace and the Mingyue Palace this time, otherwise they wouldn't dare to offend the Yinwu Palace if they didn't dare to offend the Yinwu Palace, so even if they were not convinced, the people from the other sects still obediently walked out of the lobby.

"Senior sister, did you ever think that you would fall to this?" Leng Xintong stared at the stunning beauty in the hall fiercely.

"This is my calamity, and I am willing to accept it." Leng Yumo didn't bother to raise her eyes to look at her "dear" little sister.

"Senior sister, if you are willing to tell me where to put the cheats of "Nine-Folded Killing" that the master gave you? Maybe I'll let you go! ”

"Hahaha, are you stupid? Or am I stupid? You think I'm going to believe your nonsense. Leng Yumo threw away the wine jug and glass, stood up elegantly, and walked in front of Leng Xintong calmly.

"Don't toast or eat and drink, and answer my questions obediently while I'm talking well, do you think I'm still the junior sister who used to follow behind your ass? With your Five Elements Spiritual Root, how can your cultivation speed be comparable to my Fire Spiritual Root! If it weren't for the master's insistence on passing on his skills and the position of palace master to you, how could you have achieved what you have today, the elders all support me. ”

"You are a spiritual root with higher qualifications than me, but your state of mind is always bound by profit."

"Heh, although I haven't become the master of the Sound Killing Palace, I haven't established the Absolute Dance Hall yet, and even the elders of the Sound Killing Palace don't all choose to follow me, the master. And you, the loser, will eventually kill the sound killing palace and disappear into the dark blue realm. ”

"Xin Tong, you will never understand the master's cultivation of you, but you don't know what to do." Leng Yumo was so angry by the woman in front of her that she moved her fingers, and the sound of a breeze lingering in Leng Xintong's ears, coupled with the bell sound on her feet as soon as she entered the door, forming a phantom array that trapped Leng Xintong.

"Senior sister, didn't anyone tell you that this little trick can't trap me." A burst of blazing flames ignited, and the phantom array was shattered in an instant.

"Poof, when did you enter the late Yuan Infant Stage?" Leng Yumo was devoured by the phantom array, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Senior sister, you're not bad! With the spiritual root of the waste wood, you can still enter the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, you should thank your eccentric master more. Leng Xintong looked at Leng Yumo, who was half-kneeling on the ground and covering his heart.

"Actually, I would have wanted to do it to you a long time ago, if it weren't for the old ancestor who killed the mountain behind the palace." Leng Xintong glanced in the direction of the back mountain.

"Ancestor? What happened to the old ancestor? "Since Leng Xintong dares to say this and do this, it means that he is no longer afraid of the old ancestor, and he must have something wrong with the old ancestor.

"Hmph, you don't have to know this, just know that no one can save you today." Leng Xintong looked at Leng Yumo with disdain.

"Leng Xintong, I had no intention of arguing with you, but you have framed me repeatedly, don't think that you can easily manipulate me when you enter the late stage of the Yuan Infant." Leng Yumo had already calmed his breath during the conversation, and now he was just waiting for an opportunity.

"Condensation." Leng Yumo's hands quickly used the wood element to condense a three-stringed piano, "Nine-Accent Killing" She has practiced for hundreds of years, and she can only practice to the triple, and her cultivation has been stagnant recently, because she has a sense of disgust for her spiritual roots and qualifications, and now she has to abandon these complex emotions, and use the first accent to kill-Qingyin, bursts of clear music sounded, and the originally peaceful heaven and earth elements jumped slightly, and gradually under Leng Yumo's divine sense, the lively wind element was gathered and compressed into a crescent-shaped wind blade, The invisible pressure that pierced the air forced Leng Xintong, Leng Xintong had to use the fire element to form armor, and at the same time used the fire to dance the fifth style of "Phoenix Dance Nine Days", the flames in the sky were divided into thousands of small fireballs flying with Leng Xintong as the center, Leng Xintong shook the fire silk with his right hand, and the small fireballs were violently towards Leng Yumo, Leng Yumo's strings turned, and a rapid voiced sound sounded, and in an instant, Leng Yumo was in the center of the tornado, forming a thick protective wall, and the outermost small fireball was extinguished by the formed water ball.

"It is worthy of the Five Elements Spiritual Root, there are so many elements that can be used, I really can't envy it!" Leng Xintong looked mockingly at the only pure land in the center of the storm.

"It's a pity, I'm afraid you haven't finished learning "Nine Accent Killing", but my "Phoenix Dance Nine Days" has already been completed. The last form of "Phoenix Dance Nine Days". Leng Xintong jumped up lightly, rotated at high speed, shook the fire with both hands, faintly a proud phoenix shadow appeared, with Leng Xintong's continuous elemental power infusion, the phoenix gradually full, the last trace of elemental power was lost, the phoenix's eyes "squeal" opened, a phoenix chirped out, a huge mountain-like pressure swept through the entire sound killing palace, the disciples of the sect outside Yuan Ying and below all couldn't bear to fall to the ground unconscious, and Yuan Ying and above were all pale and bloody. The phoenix looked at the ants in front of him with disdain, and his body moved, attacking Leng Yumo, who was crumbling under the pressure of the phoenix, "I don't know if the master knew that the peerless secret book he once gave to the little junior sister was used on himself, he would be so angry that he would come out of the ground, it seems that this time there is more luck and less luck, so he can only fight." Leng Yumo is like caressing his beloved, looking at the piano in his hand gently, gently plucking the strings, as if enjoying the pleasant sound, moving with his heart, the third accent kills - whispering, like a spring breeze blowing on his face, telling a whisper, the breeze quietly restrains the action of the phoenix, firm but unable to break free. The phoenix was stagnant, a little angry, and there was another phoenix chirp, the phoenix began to burn itself, and the breeze could no longer trap the phoenix, but the third accent killed the powerful thing that was hidden behind the whisper, and the restrained breeze gathered together, and under the control of Leng Yumo's divine sense, it was compressed into a wind piercing through the phoenix's chest, and a heart-rending scream echoed between the peaks, and the sky became hazy, and for a while, a huge mountain formed on the phoenix's head, and in the blink of an eye, the phoenix was still pressed underneath, and its wings became dim.

"Papapa" A burst of applause rang out, "It's really worthy of "Nine-Folded Killing" that allows you to challenge me by leaping the level, but senior sister, I'm afraid it's just like this, your spiritual power is estimated to be almost consumed, if you know the fourth, you may lose it, but you can't reach that height." Leng Xintong hooked Leng Yumo's head with his fingers, looked at the amorous face, and coldly spit out a sentence: "Phoenix Nirvana." The dying phoenix at the bottom of the mountain burned with its own essence blood, slowly floating in the air, turning into a trace of dust, and after a while, the fire element in the air formed a reborn phoenix, ruthlessly passing through the cold foaming body, shattering her internal organs and meridians all over her body.

"Tut-tut, look at this face, it's all unrecognizable!" Leng Xintong looked at the blood-stained face with pity.

"Why should you? Now it's worse than waste. Leng Xintong wiped his hands in disgust.

"Hahaha, Leng Xintong, you never want to get "Nine-Accent Killing"" Leng Yumo laughed insolently.

Leng Xintong felt a trace of uneasiness in his heart, and quickly formed an enchantment for himself. At the end of the moment, with a "bang", Leng Yumo exploded. There was not a single intact place in the entire palace in the self-explosion of the Yuan Infant Power.

"Master~" Qingyu watched as the life card in his hand shattered, and the disciples of the Lingzhou Shangyin Killing Palace all knelt down and shed the precious tears of the monk.