Silence spread through the hall, and no one spoke.

"Otherwise, we are taking out a spirit stone and asking for the protection of the Water Sect. An elder spoke.

"It seems that it can only be like this, compared to the ancestral land, this spirit stone is still cost-effective. An elder seconded.

"I'm afraid that their target is not the spirit stone, but the ancestral land. Just when everyone felt that it was feasible, an elder suddenly sighed.

And these words were poured on their heads like a basin of cold water, and they were poured into their hearts.

It's not that they haven't thought about this possibility, they're just deceiving themselves.

"If not, could it be that we are worrying about nothing!" said an elder with a smirk, but even he didn't believe it.

Thinking about the fact that the Heavenly Sword Sect, which was thousands of miles away from them, had come with great difficulty, and the Imperial Water Sect that was thousands of miles away from them would not know this information, it would be a joke to think about it.

The reason why they didn't make a move now is that they don't want to ruin their reputation, after all, the Magic Sect is still nominally their affiliated sect, if they directly attack the Magic Sect at this time, then their brand will stink, and those affiliated sects will also be chilled at that time.

Therefore, they are more like yellow sparrows at this time, waiting for the two praying mantis of the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Zhenbei Wangfu to explore the path first, and then they can intervene openly.

"I don't think we should surrender to the Zhenbei Palace, they are the strongest force in the Northern Regions, presumably after giving them the ancestral land, our Magic Sect should be able to survive. Suddenly, Yuan Lao Chen, who was sitting in a high position, spoke.

"I think it's feasible, if we can get the protection of the King of Zhenbei, our sect will definitely last for a thousand years. ”

"Yes, yes, after all, the King of Zhenbei is also a powerhouse in the True Self Realm, and after getting the ancestral land, he will definitely not embarrass me to wait. ”

Many elders began to second, and these people were all from Elder Chen's side.

"Elder Chen has forgotten the Imperial Water Covenant, if we switch to others now, this just gives the Imperial Water Sect a good opportunity. Just when Yuan Elder Chen's group became more and more excited as they talked, the head of the sect leader, Mu Yinghao, finally spoke.

And his words also completely blocked the road.

Only then did these people remember that they had signed a covenant at the beginning, and this covenant was the protection of the Imperial Water Sect for them, but now it was like an invitation from the Grim Reaper.

If they defect to other forces within the covenant, then the Yushui Sect will have an excuse to send troops, and then the soldiers will really meet, maybe the king of Zhenbei can push them out along the river.

In this way, not only did they sell the face of the Imperial Water Sect, but they themselves did not lose the slightest, but the Magic Sect became cannon fodder.

It has become the product of collision and compromise between big shots.

"Then what do you say, are we just waiting for death?" Yuan Lao Chen was also a little annoyed after Mu Yinghao said this.

Originally, he had secretly contacted the King of Zhenbei, as long as he offered his ancestral land, then he could become the sect master of the Magic Sect, but now that he was stirred up by Mu Yinghao, he knew that this matter would be difficult to do.

The most troublesome thing is that Mu Yinghao grabbed his pain point, the Imperial Water Covenant is not something that can be easily violated, if it is really violated, maybe they don't have to wait for the King of Zhenbei and the Heavenly Sword Sect to make a move, and they will be cleaned up by the Imperial Water Sect.

It is also called the purge of traitors!

"Before sending someone to contact the Imperial Water Sect, at all costs, we must meet the powerful elders of the Imperial Water Sect, whether our Magic Sect can escape this catastrophe depends on the reaction over there. Mu Yinghao said helplessly.

He didn't want to grovel like this, but the situation was stronger than people, and even if their Magic Sect tried their best, they were afraid that they would not be the enemy of anyone else.

The saints of the True Self Realm are by no means something they can compete with.

"Yes!" the elder below replied, and went out to deliver the order.

Then everyone discussed some topics, but they were all absent-minded, the enemy was coming, and not many people still thought about fighting for power.

If the Magic Sect is finished, then how can there be eggs under the nest, and most people at this time are thinking about the safety of the sect and how to survive this catastrophe.

It's just that there are a few people who don't think so, and they think about how to use this catastrophe to their own benefit.

And the most obvious of these is Yuan Elder Chen, he looks like he has nothing to do with himself, and he refuses to contribute anything to the sect, until the end of the day, he is a sculpture and does not say a word.

After everyone left, only Elder Taishang and Mu Yinghao were still in the hall.

"Yinghao, do you think the Demon Sect will survive this catastrophe?" asked the Supreme Elder with his mouth open, his voice very hoarse, like an old man in his twilight years.

This should have been the cornerstone of the rise of the Demon Sect, but now it has become their talisman!

"I don't know!" Mu Yinghao shook his head and said, "If it's just one of the forces, we can make the other party jealous of three points if we do our best, but if the three parties work at the same time, we will be powerless!"

After saying this, Mu Yinghao seemed to be a few years older, he was originally only middle-aged, and his cultivation had reached the peak of soul forging, so it stands to reason that he should not give birth to Huafa early.

But in the past few days, he should have been black-haired, but he was mixed with a lot of silver gray.

"Alas, if I could have defeated that person and stepped into the realm of my true self, how could the sect have come to this point today, and I am to blame for not being able to hold my ancestral land. Elder Taishang blamed himself, he was also the hope of the sect at the beginning, and the sect even bet countless genius treasures on him.

I only hope that the sect is producing a saint, and he did not disappoint the master of the sect, his talent is incomparably amazing, and he stepped into the peak of soul forging before the age of forty, which can be regarded as the most glorious period of his life.

But just after Yi Fold, in that year, he represented the Magic Sect to participate in the Northern Regions Competition, wanting to fight for more resources for the Magic Sect, and it was there that he met an enemy who ruined his life.

The man was only in his early thirties, but his lifetime combat power was amazing, and he was also at the peak of soul forging and was dying because he was defeated by the power of that person's palm.

And that battle also traumatized his Dao heart, and he could no longer take a step forward, so that to this day, he is still at the peak of soul forging, and he can no longer take a step out of the Holy Spirit.

"How can this be blamed on Elder Taishang, that person is also a legend now, and it is said that he has become the worship of the royal family, such a person is in charge of the past dynasties, except for the ancestors, only one generation of heads can surpass it. Mu Yinghao comforted.

"I know, but I just can't get over that hurdle in my heart. Elder Taishang said helplessly, he also knew the gap between himself and that person, but when he thought of the insult on the martial platform, he couldn't calm down, so that the last demon couldn't break through.

Looking at the appearance of Elder Taishang, Mu Yinghao was also a little sad, he could only say that it was a generation of heroes in the twilight, thinking about what kind of scenery Elder Taishang was at the beginning, and he was the legend of the entire sect.

But in the end, he stopped at the peak of soul forging and missed the Holy Realm!

"Now I just hope that those little ones can have some miracles in the ancestral land, or we will really have to give up. Mu Yinghao finally made up his mind.

For the sake of the sect's inheritance, he must make a choice!

"Well, if they get to that point, I'm afraid those people will be even more greedy. Elder Taishang said worriedly.

"If it really comes to that time, our Magic Sect is not a soft persimmon, even if we fight the power of the whole sect, we will let those invaders bite their mouths full of thorns. Mu Yinghao's eyes were fierce and said, at this moment, he was the decisive Sect Master of the Magic Sect.

"Well, this is the sect master of my Magic Sect. Elder Taishang said with satisfaction, "But now that there are different voices in the sect, I'm afraid there will be trouble then!"

"Don't be afraid!" Mu Yinghao shook his head, "If they really make a choice then, then don't blame me for not thinking about the same family." ”

"It's best if you think so, what I'm most afraid of is your last woman's kindness, bringing the entire sect to the Jedi. Elder Taishang said, "Since you have made a decision, then everything should be done according to your wishes, if it really reaches the point where it is impossible to do anything, this life of the old decay can also be dedicated to the sect." ”

After finishing speaking, there was a loud laugh, and Elder Taishang left, he is only over 100 years old now, and he still has a long lifespan, but because of a sect war, he was seriously injured, and he has not recovered yet, if he does not have the opportunity to step into his true self, he will only have a few years of life.

And if he gives up his life in the past few years and changes the sect to a great country, it will be his last remnant!

"Hopefully it won't be then. Mu Yinghao sighed lightly.

At that time, the horror is the time of the collapse of the sect!

......

Just when Mu Yinghao was worried about the three forces, on a plain less than ten miles away from the Demon Sect, there were tents full of armies.

That's the army of the king of Zhenbei!

And at the back of that army, a luxury tent comparable to a palace stood tall, and it was actually cast with a five-grade inscription, which was difficult for even a strong person in the Soul Forging Realm to attack for a while.

This is the marching tent of the king of Zhenbei!

Inside the tent, all kinds of daily necessities are fully arranged, as well as a stone bed made of gold and white marble and a desk made of Tiannan wood, which is really luxurious.

At this time, behind the desk, Lu Wushuang, the king of Zhenbei, was looking at the situation map of the Northern Regions, and the large and small forces in the Northern Regions were marked on it.

"It's been a week now, hasn't Cheng'er come back with a message?" Seeing his general Li Hammer coming back, Lu Wushuang asked with some concern.

"Nope. Li Hammer shook his head and said: "It stands to reason that the third prince should report the situation to us every day after he enters, and he did the same before, but a week ago, this news was suddenly interrupted, even if we contacted here, there was no response from there." ”

After hearing this, Lu Wushuang's face became even more worried, and he was very worried about the safety of this third son.

It turned out that a week ago, after Lu Cheng reported to them that he had entered the center of the ancestral land, they still looked forward to it a little, if Lu Cheng could directly get the control of the ancestral land, then they didn't have to forcibly occupy it regardless of morality.

But after that, when it was time to transmit the sound, there was no news, which made the general in charge of this area worried, and after waiting for a day, the general finally panicked and hurriedly reported to his superior, Li Hammer.

Hearing the news, Li Hammer was also frightened, and he didn't dare to delay, so he went directly to see Lu Wushuang, the king of Zhenbei.

And then there was such a scene, the Zhenbei Wangfu sent an army to the Magic Sect!

"I hope he didn't have an accident in the ancestral land, otherwise I want the entire Magic Sect to bury him!" King Zhenbei said domineeringly, a pair of tiger eyes shining with a stunning light.

Li Hammer didn't dare to look directly, and hurriedly lowered his head to show respect.

"It's fairly stable in the north, and the barbarians haven't attacked again. After talking about the third son, Lu Wushuang asked some more about the north.

"No, those barbarians have long been scared by you, and now even if there are only half the troops guarded there, it is enough to deter them. Li Hammer replied with a smile, looking very proud.

And this is indeed the proud capital of their Zhenbei Army, you must know that before they came, the Northern Regions were the weakest of the four regions in the southeast, northwest, and northwest of the Northern Yan Dynasty, and they were even attacked by the barbarians in the north, and tens of thousands of people died in the city.

And then it was the strong rise of the king of Zhenbei that suppressed the witch barbarians over there, making them afraid like gods and not daring to attack, which made the front line in the north stable.

"That's good, the north is our base, we must pay attention to it at all times, and we can't let the witch barbarians cause harm to our people. Lu Wushuang said righteously.

"Yes, I see, I'll keep an eye on it. Li Hammer hurriedly bowed his head and said.

"Alright, you go down. Lu Wushuang waved his hand and motioned for Li to go down.

"Yes!" Li Hammer saluted, and then prepared to go.

"Wait a minute!" Suddenly, Lu Wushuang shouted again: "This is the letter I wrote, you can help me pass it on to Mu Yinghao, just say that I want to enter the sect to meet my third son." ”

A letter floated into Li Hammer's hand, and he hurriedly grabbed it, and then respectfully retired.

"Mu Yinghao should be a smart person, and I hope he won't make a choice that will disappoint me. Lu Wushuang muttered to himself, and then stopped thinking about these trivial things, and then his gaze focused on the place beyond the north again.

That's where his ambition lies.

That night, Li Hammer rushed to the Magic Sect overnight, and he wanted to send this letter to Mu Yinghao.

An hour later, in the hall of the head of the Magic Sect, Mu Yinghao met with Li Hammer.

"General Li came overnight, I don't know what it is?" Mu Yinghao said with a smile, and then motioned to the disciple beside him to pour tea.

"It's nothing, it's just that our Beiwang Si'er is very anxious, and he will come to the sect tomorrow to meet him, and he specially sent me to inform him. Li Hammer said with a smile, without a trace of disrespect on his face.

"This is a letter from the King of the North. As he spoke, Li Hammer took out the letter and handed it to Mu Yinghao.

"What did the King of the North give me?" Mu Yinghao took it suspiciously, only to see that there were five big characters written on it.

"I'm tired of General Lee. Mu Yinghao thanked.

"It's okay, the letter has been delivered, then I'll take my leave. With that, Li Hammer left.

At this time, the disciple came over with tea, but unfortunately the guest had already left.

"Master, where do you put all this tea?" the disciple asked in a low voice.

"Put this on. Mu Yinghao replied, and then the disciple put it down and left.

After the disciple left, Mu Yinghao slowly opened the letter, and then saw the contents inside.

"Hehe, it's really domineering, but if you want me to surrender like this, then you look down on me too much, Lu Wushuang!" Mu Yinghao said in a low voice.

Then the paper was reduced to ashes in his hands.

If you want me to surrender, it's up to you to see if you have the ability.

Mu Yinghao's competitive mentality has also revived because of Lu Wushuang's letter, he and Lu Wushuang are people of the same generation, and they are bright for a while, and no one is convinced.

In the end, if it weren't for Lu Wushuang who took refuge in the Northern Yan Dynasty and had abundant resources, he believed that he could enter the realm of his true self earlier than him.

But because of his resources, he reached the peak of soul forging earlier than Lu Wushuang, but in the end he was overtaken by the other party.

Now the other party is already a sage of the True Self Realm, and he is still stuck at the peak of soul forging.

......

On a mountain peak dozens of miles away from the Magic Sect, young disciples in white disciple uniforms were hunting, and they all had a green sword with a good texture in their hands, which looked like it was from the hands of a famous craftsman.

"Haha Senior Brother, the demon beasts here are too weak, I will die as soon as I go down with a sword, if it is near the sect, I will need at least a dozen swords to solve one of those demon beasts. ”

A young man who was only seventeen or eighteen years old said with a smile, only to see that as soon as he picked up his sword and swung it, a terrifying third-order demon beast died under his sword.

Those third-order demon beasts were originally overlord-level existences here, but under the sword of this young man, they couldn't survive even a sword.

It is enough to see the horror of this young man.

"Okay, junior brother, stop playing, we still have business. "Seeing that the junior brother tortured and killed the third-order demon beasts so easily, the senior brother was not surprised, after all, their strength had already reached the day after tomorrow, and it could be said that it was normal to torture and kill these third-order demon beasts.

"Got it!" the junior brother responded, and then saw him swing violently, and suddenly a sword qi slashed outward, and everything on the road was cut off in response.

Many demon beasts were cut in half alive, and those hundred-year-old giant trees were also broken in two, which was very terrifying.

Seeing this scene, the demon beasts in the mountains and forests finally realized the horror of these human beings, and immediately dispersed like birds and beasts, each running faster than the other.

"Haha, these evil species, if they are the demon beasts in front of our sect, I am afraid that they will attack us even more desperately. The junior brother laughed and laughed, obviously looking down on these demon beasts.

"I hope that the Demon Sect will not surrender directly like these demon beasts, otherwise it will be too boring, and I haven't drunk enough blood with this Qingyu Sword!"

"Don't worry, whether the Magic Sect surrenders or not, your sword will drink enough blood. Just as he said this, an old man who was a few positions away from him suddenly spoke up.

Hearing this, the junior brother was also taken aback, "Ancestor, what do you mean by this?"

"Do you need me to say more, this kind of blessed land is naturally obtained by the capable, like magic in such a weak sect, what qualifications do you have to occupy that kind of blessed land, that kind of blessed land will naturally become the attachment of our Heavenly Sword Sect. ”

The old man said very naturally, as if that ancestral land was already the backyard of their Heavenly Sword Sect.

"Haha Old Ancestor is mighty, then I'm going to have a good performance later, I hope the Magic Sect won't let me down!" said the junior brother with a smile, his face was arrogant.

......

And a day later, the Zhenbei Wangfu and the Heavenly Sword Sect came to the mountain gate of the Magic Sect one after the other!