The evil king retreated to the Valley of the Evil King, and immediately retreated to cultivate and recover from his injuries. An order was issued to clear all areas on the north bank of the Jade River, and those who entered did not join the Valley of the Evil King, and there was no forgiveness for killing.

In the snowfield, because of the establishment of the Evil King Valley, there was a bloody storm, and on the south bank of the Jade River, after Elder Tian returned, he issued a strict order, without permission, the monks of the Chengtian Sect were not allowed to enter the north bank, and other small sects, families, and scattered cultivators were also reminded, as for whether there was anyone who was not afraid of death, it was not something he could control.

Ordered the two Jindan monks to return to the sect as soon as possible, report the matter of the Evil King Valley, and arrange for the formation of a base and a defense arrangement. This matter is by no means something that can be solved in a short period of time, and it will naturally not slow down until the reinforcements arrive.

Although countless monks did not see the scene of the Yuanying monk blowing himself up, the huge sound that opened the world, even if it was thousands of miles away, made people feel in a trance, so there were many timid monks, together with many monks who returned to their families and reported the news of the sect, left the south bank of the Jade River and spread to the entire Xiling Continent, and there was a huge shock in the hundreds of thousands of miles of the continent's cultivation realm.

As a behemoth that has dominated the Xiling Continent for tens of thousands of years, Chengtian Sect is not powerful, but on the Nuoda Continent, there is no opposition, and countless years of development and reproduction, there have been sects to confront it a long time ago.

And there are many small sects and families that are clearly obedient to the Chengtian Sect, and who knows if it is not the former disciples of the Chengtian Sect who have shrunk and multiplied. And in the dark, he tried his best to encroach on the dragon's body little by little.

And within the Chengtian Sect, the factional dispute has never been broken, and at this moment, when the news came, the Chengtian Hall of the Sect gathered sixteen Yuan Infant Stage monks, but did not come up with a strong deterrent plan. Fang Fuyuan, the real person in charge, had a gloomy face and sat on the top of the main hall.

Hong Tiankui's master sat in the third place on the left hand, his eyes were slightly closed at the moment, as if he was taking a nap, and seemed to be thinking about what mysteries, without the slightest urgency, on the right hand side were nine elderly Yuanying monks, the first one was a goose crown jade robe, with a golden silk hair tied around his waist, and a few locks of silver long beard under the remains were meticulous, and he was a pair of fairy wind bones. This is the great elder of Chengtian Sect, with extremely high seniority, the peak of the ninth layer of Yuanying, four hundred years of difficulty, and now there are less than two hundred years of life, in the past, he was obsessed with supporting the younger generations, establishing a family, and intending to establish a lineage.

And the other people who are almost the same as him, either their potential is exhausted, or their foundation is insufficient, in short, they have cultivated to the Yuan Infant Stage, and if they want to be brave and diligent, it is extremely difficult.

Once people are hopeless to move forward, they will give birth to all kinds of thoughts, and the monk steals the spirit of heaven and earth, nourishes his own origin, takes the essence of all spirits, and achieves his own sublimation, which is omnipotent.

Therefore, when the Young Zhuang faction of the Chengtian Sect, that is, the ruling faction, was ready to use the wrath of thunder to exterminate the Valley of the Evil King, these old people were born one after another.

In the second place on the right, there is a thin old man, the sixth layer of Yuanying, who has been stuck on the edge of the late stage for more than a hundred years, and at this time he coughed dryly. Said: Senior brothers, senior brothers, junior brothers, junior sisters, what kind of evil king valley is just a worry about mustard, you don't need to pay much attention. It's just that before that, Yao and the others carelessly underestimated the enemy, so that they were defeated and died, and lost the prestige of the Heavenly Sect.

Of course, the war dead are the cause of the sect, and they should be buried thickly, and their family disciples should also be properly arranged.

cough cough, deliberately cleared his throat, and continued: As for going to suppress the Evil King Valley, it will be dispatched by the Sect War Hall, and it must be captured.

The battle hall he said was specially used by Chengtianzong to suppress, chase the evil cultivators, and the enemy's hall, the head of the person was named Zhao Benhou, the same Yuanying Nine Layers, but he was only more than five hundred years old, and he was the pillar of the sect, and the deputy was Hong Tiankui's master Zong Qingyang, and there were two people, one person broke through the late stage of the Yuan Infant retreat, and one person went out to travel, and this time they were not in the sect.

Blatantly, it was obvious that he wanted to carve up the net worth of a Yuanying monk in public, and he was not even prepared to leave a little bit of bone slag, greedy and shameless, and even the few people next to him who had the same idea, but did not say it, also showed a trace of ridicule.

Zhao Ben, the master of the battle hall, has a thick name, but he can never be at the mercy of others, with a wide face, horizontal eyebrows, and no anger.

Said to the head of the upper door: What the war hall invited, it is only to kill the evil and suppress the wicked, since the elders are willing, then I will personally take action, the deputy hall master sits in the rear, and coordinates the various candidates in the center, so the descendants of the sect and the descendants of the elders should also experience and experience.

As for the disciples of Elder Yao's family, I won't say much about it, but the sect has strict laws, and the rules of free disposal, as long as we do it according to the rules, we must fight for the sect, no matter what the cultivation is, the aftermath will always be reassuring. Otherwise, hum............

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the nine old men on the opposite side all changed, such an obvious threat, if you can't hear the good or bad, then you should be stuck.

When the head saw Zhao Benhou suppressing the old decay on the spot, he was also happy in his heart, and secretly sighed that he was still too soft. I want to inherit the position of the head of the sect by myself, but I am constrained everywhere, and it is difficult to perform, knowing that the sect is corrupt, but I want to make changes and remove the drawbacks, how easy it is to say!

Thoughts are fleeting, and he has to make a final decision on the matter in front of him, Zhao Benhou did not sit down after speaking, obviously waiting for him to speak.

Ladies and gentlemen, Elder Yao has contributed to the sect, and when the corpse is returned, it should be included in the ancestral temple of the sect, and his heirs, families, disciples, and cave mansions should be under the guardianship of Elder Tian, supplemented by the sect's law enforcement hall. Of course, this is also Elder Yao's last wish.

Without waiting for the right hand of the Yuanying Monks below to speak, he continued: As for the matter of the Evil King Valley, the battle hall is fully responsible, and all those who are named to fight must obey the orders of the required combat power. All the rear areas are taken into account as a whole, and they are controlled by Zong Qingyang, the deputy hall master of the Battle Hall.

Yun Lei didn't know the high-level fighting method on the main hall of the sect, and he had a bumpy road, taking more than 20 people including Zhou Hao's grandfather and his family, and it took him five days to reach the capital city of Maozhang County. Although it has not completely returned to normal in the past few days, the practice of qi meditation has been restored, and the remaining secret injuries have to be slowly recuperated, and when he arrived here, Yun Lei immediately thought of the enemy, but this was a private matter, and he was embarrassed to let his senior brother help. I didn't pay attention to it for the time being.

As the patriarch of a clan, Old Man Zhou naturally would not be penniless, so he bought a large compound in the south of the city, and twenty or thirty people lived in it, and everything went well. Yun Lei's injury finally fully recovered after half a month.