Chapter 511: Alarming the Eight Peak Masters

"Who is it?"

Yunjing Zhenren was seriously injured, and his face was shocked.

Is there any horror that has been born?

In the Fire Crane Country, his cultivation can rank first, and this terrifying existence can severely damage him just by releasing a wisp of breath. If the other party intends to destroy the Cloud Fury Sect, wouldn't it be a matter of a snap of a finger?

Thinking of this, Yunjing Zhenren became more and more frightened, and he roared: "Ring the golden bell, pass on the eight peaks and peak masters, and convene the eight peaks meeting!"

This is also the case that the Cloud Nu Sect is extremely unpeaceful.

The golden bell, which had not been rung for fifty years, rang again, eight times.

The peak masters of the second to eighth peaks woke up from their sleep one by one, and went straight to the first peak in a panic, and they didn't even have time to tidy up their appearance.

"Sect Master! What's wrong? ”

Fifth Elder Lin Yunzheng was the first to rush into the main hall, he walked in too haste, he didn't even tie up his long hair with a hairpin, just casually draped it over his shoulders, "Why do you ring the golden bell?" ”

"Sect Master! Is there a strong enemy coming to attack my Cloud Fury Sect? ”

Zhuge Yue, the peak master of the eighth peak, ran in with an anxious face, he was the number one refining master in the Fire Crane Country, and he was as famous as the empty elder.

"Sect Master! Are you injured? Who did it? ”

Nalan Qi, the peak master of the third peak, was so anxious that he didn't even have time to put on his shoes, so he walked in barefoot.

After a while, the remaining seven peak masters, except for Yunjing Zhenren, all appeared in the first hall.

"It's the breath of the primeval bloodline."

Yunjing Zhenren slowly raised his head, his face was pale and terrifying, and his eyes were more serious than ever, "It's near the Cloud Nu Sect, maybe even inside the Cloud Nu Sect!" ”

The seven peak masters were shocked.

"My Cloud Nu Sect has a disciple with the primeval bloodline?" Zhuge Yue, the peak master of the eighth peak, looked puzzled.

"Impossible!" Lin Yunzheng, the peak master of the fifth peak, frowned, "Every year in the freshman assessment, I am invigilating. The spirit bodies of all the disciples in the sect have been tested, and no one can reach more than eight or even nine circles. ”

When he said this, a scene suddenly appeared in Lin Yunzheng's mind.

During this year's freshman test, a girl, when holding the spirit stone with both hands, the halo stretched eight and a half circles, infinitely close to nine circles, but it lasted for no two breaths, and quickly retracted, shrinking to four and a half circles.

That girl's name is Ye Luo.

Enemy of the Lin family.

Lin Yunzheng shook his head, he was really dizzy, he actually thought of her at such a time.

"Since it's not your own people, it's very likely to be an enemy." Yunjing Zhenren took a deep look at the seven peak masters below, these seven people were all his brothers who were born and died, "The Yunfu Sect has been inherited for eight hundred years, and it must not be destroyed in the hands of the old man." Pass on the order of the sect master, and the whole sect will be under martial law! If you find a suspicious person, you will be killed! ”

"Yes, Sect Master!"

The seven peak masters knelt on the ground in unison, "We will definitely swear to protect the Cloud Fury Sect!" ”

The eight most important figures of the Cloud Fury Sect didn't notice it at all, they were just mediocre people disturbing themselves.

**

The first peak, Yunhai Pavilion.

There was a handsome monk in plain clothes and white robes, facing the boundless sea of clouds, sitting cross-legged on a dark blue stone and meditating, reciting the Great Compassion Mantra in his mouth.

He sat there, elegant and noble, like a cloud hanging from the heavens.

Suddenly, he felt a familiar breath that made his heart palpitate.