Ask the Sword Sect, Qingshi Peak.

On the desolate cliffs, several figures stood, and everyone's faces were a little sad.

"Xin'er, don't be too sad......" Qingshi Zhenren's old eyes were slightly red, looking at the poignant figure half-kneeling in front of him, his heart was extremely sour.

Lin Xin's tears had already dried up, and her beautiful eyes were staring blankly at Lin Chen's body on the ground, looking in a trance.

Under the shroud of Xuan Li, Lin Chen's body did not decay in the slightest, and his eyebrows were still handsome, but his body was already cold.

There is no resurrection from the dead.

Next to the bluestone real man, it was Bai Xuan, and Bai Xuan at this time also had a solemn face.

Bai Xuan and Qingshi Zhenren took Lin Chen's body and set off to return to the sect long before the top ten battle. Because the drunken temple insisted on this, saying that it was afraid that it would change if it was too late.

Although they were a little worried that the drunken temple would poke out some baskets, they never expected such an unexpected thing to happen.

While still on the way, Qingshi Zhenren received Ye Chen's summons and learned the bad news of the top ten battle. Bai Xuan's heart was extremely frightened, and when she knew that the life and death of this temple were uncertain, her eyes were even redder. The two of them traveled in the starry night, returned to the sect as quickly as possible, and successfully sent Lin Chen's body back to each other.

"Little junior brother, he ...... Will she come back?" Lin Xin's subtle voice came out, obviously still immersed in the grief of losing her brother.

"I heard that this temple is full of treasures, and its own combat effectiveness is extremely strong, even the Xuanming Ancestor of the royal family can't do anything about him, Xin'er, don't worry, he will be safe and sound. Qingshi Zhenren said in comfort, his expression was complicated, he just wanted Lin Xin to come out of his grief.

"Lin Xin, drunk in this temple, he just feels ashamed of you in his heart, that's why he is so desperate. Bai Xuan bit her teeth lightly, and her eyes were slightly red.

"This fool, why doesn't he want to think about what he should do if something happens to him?" Lin Xin burst into tears, sobbing and rippling, which made people's hearts sour.

"Alas. Senior Brother Drunk is such a person who will give everything for those close to him. Bai Xuanlian moved slightly, her jade hand was on Lin Xin's smooth back, her beautiful eyes moved slightly, and she sighed lightly.

"The peace that the Sword Sect has been so peaceful for so long will eventually be broken, maybe this is also destined for this catastrophe. Qingshi Zhenren was stunned and shook his head.

Sou!

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared, and his breath was slightly rapid.

"Master, Sect Master, Senior Brother Murong, and Senior Sister Tang are all back!"

It was Zhou Feng, and his face was a little excited.

"Oh?" Qingshi Zhenren's eyes lit up, he didn't expect the sect master to rush back so quickly.

"Bai Xuan, you stabilize Xin'er's mood here, and the old man will go to see the sect master. ”

"Okay, senior, you can go. Bai Xuan nodded his head.

The bluestone real person then disappeared in place.

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Ask the Sword Sect, the Great Hall.

At this time, the real people of the five factions and all the elders gathered in the hall, and everyone's faces were a little solemn.

The person in the center, with snow temples and frosty face, is dressed in a gray robe, and his seemingly thin body contains powerful Xuan Power fluctuations.

It was Elder Taishang.

Beside him, Ye Chen's brows were tightly locked, and his eyes were very solemn.

"This time the Wanzong Fight is over, and the flaws of the royal family will be reported, and they will never let go of the Sword Sect, and the sect is about to face annihilation. ”

"The royal family deceives people too much, let's fight with him!" The heavy sword faction raised the eyes of the innocent tiger, and the voice was like thunder.

"That's right, the royal family is really brazen, everyone is besieging a junior, and they are trying to bring disaster to the sect!" "The real person of the Zangfeng Sect's sword forging also frowned, gritting his teeth.

"No, you can't. The royal family has a deep heritage, and there are not only the Xuanming Ancestors, the Northern Immortals, the Red and Black Elders, the King of Chu and other super strong people, but also the strong people in the Spirit Realm under their command are like clouds. Not only can you not be ashamed of the sect, but you will put the sect to death. Shuiyue sent Yuehua Zhenren Liu frowned lightly and immediately blocked it.

"Yuehua's words are reasonable, after all, the Sword Sect is only a fire phosphorus-level force, even if the Supreme Elder has broken through to the Hegemony Realm, he is definitely not the opponent of the royal family. What's more, there is a poison sect that is eyeing the tiger!" Qingshi Zhenren's face was solemn and said in a deep voice.

"Then what should I do? Do you swallow your anger? I ask the Sword Sect what kind of face does it have in the world!"

"Alright, stop arguing!"

At this time, Ye Chen's tightly closed eyes finally opened, and his gaze was solemn.

"What Yuehua said does take the overall situation into account, I ask the Sword Sect is not only only us old guys, but also many young disciples, even if we can disregard our lives, what about them?"

"Can you bear to let these young men accompany you to the funeral?"

"This ......"

Ju Tianzhen and the other angry elders were silent, their faces a little ashamed.

It is true that they can fight with the royal family at the risk of their lives, but the lives of these disciples have only just begun, and it is really selfish to do so at the age of upright youth.

"Let's wait and see what happens. After all, the royal family is the biggest force in the Northern Underworld, and the basic face is still needed, so it should not be able to directly attack the Sword Sect. Elder Taishang, who had been quietly listening to everyone's discussions, suddenly spoke, and his voice was indifferent and solemn.

Everyone nodded slowly, and this can only be the case at the moment, whether they can survive this catastrophe depends on the will of God.

......

It was less than three days since Sect Master Ye Chen returned to the sect.

On this day, outside the mountain gate of the Sword Sect, several extremely powerful figures stood proudly, and their eyebrows were cold and cold.

"That's why the Sword Sect looks so ugly. One looked at the buildings in the mountains with disdain.

"Hehe, King Chu, tigers and leopards are hidden in the mountains, and unicorns are buried in the fields. It is such an inconspicuous sect, but there are two people in the top ten of the Ten Thousand Sects, and there is such a demon as drunk in this temple, you don't have to be careless. "There was a person beside him in a black robe, his eyes were cold, and he was the sect master of the Poison Sect, and he was raised by the sky.

"Hmph!" King Chu snorted coldly, and then his face twitched slightly, not only him, but also the Northern Emperor Fu Yuan and the Chiyan Ancestor behind him were also trembling at this moment, and at the mention of the three words drunk this temple, their hearts were subconsciously afraid.

On that day, the terrifying figure of the drunken temple like the birth of the thunder god had been imprinted in their souls, as strong as the Xuanming Ancestors, they could only temporarily avoid the edge under the rolling thunder, and their hearts were covered with a thick layer of shame.

"The royal family is so humiliated, I want to meet this Sword Sect in person, and if I don't catch this temple, then wait for the sect to be destroyed. "The body under Huangfu Yuan's dragon robe exuded a terrifying might, and the surrounding space trembled with circles of energy ripples.

Today, the Northern Emperor came in person, accompanied by the Sect Master of the Poison Sect, the King of Chu, the Red Yan Ancestor, and twenty guards of the Spirit Realm.

With such a lineup, it is easy to extinguish a fire phosphorus-level force.

At this time, in the corner of the Sword Sect, Elder Taishang was sitting quietly and resting, and suddenly his complexion changed suddenly, and his heart was shocked.

"So fast?"

Swish!

Elder Taishang's figure swept sharply, appearing on the square of the Sword Sect, his eyes were solemn, and he clenched his fists in the air and arched his hand, his voice was loud and calm.

"Since the distinguished guest came to me and asked the Sword Sect, why don't you come out and see it?"

"Hehe, a small fire phosphorus-level force, ask the Sword Sect, there are still people in the Xuan Realm, it's a bit interesting. In the sky, a mocking laugh came, causing countless disciples to look up in surprise.

"Northern Hell Dynasty, the current emperor is here, and you don't kneel down to greet you!"

A majestic sigh fell, dozens of figures stood in the air, and a terrifying coercion instantly swept through the entire Sword Sect.

Ye Chen, the real people of the five factions, and the elders rushed to the scene one after another, their faces panicked.

Feeling the fluctuations of the mysterious power in the air that far surpassed the Supreme Elder, everyone's hearts were terrified.

The royal family finally came to the door.

"Ask the Sword Sect, Elder Taishang, Ye Wuji. Participate in Your Majesty!" A trace of struggle flashed in Elder Taishang's eyebrows, and then he gritted his teeth, bent his knees, and bowed his knees.

Seeing this, Ye Chen and the others were reluctant in their hearts, but in the face of the powerful force, they had to bow down with Elder Taishang.

"I don't want to see half-kneeling. Huangfu Yuan stood with his hands in his hands, and the dragon's eyes looked at the people below, and there was a thick coercion in his voice.

"This ......" asked the Sword Sect with gloomy faces, and secretly gritted their teeth in their hearts, the royal family was so domineering!

Rumble!

The fiery red energy ripples swept through in an instant, and a terrifying coercion that faintly reached the Nirvana realm fell instantly, and everyone's knees immediately knelt down under this pressure.

"Your Majesty's order, how dare you and other untouchables disobey?" Chiyan Ancestor's low and cold voice sounded, his thin palms bent, and the space trembled.

At this time, a gaze full of murderous intent, from a peak in the distance, looked at the royal powerhouses in the air, his fists clenched, and there was a faint thunder current entanglement all over his body.

A gray-haired middle-aged man stood quietly, his body trembling slightly under anger, drunk after taking the Huayan Pill, and finally returned to the Sword Sect.