No one expected Qi Lian to fall so quickly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 It is not appropriate to describe it as a tree falling down and scattering, because Qi Lian does not have so many monkeys under him, and the strength of his own sect that he can rely on is really limited.

In the wide hall, only Qingyun Dao Chang was left, and he slowly walked out of the hall and walked into the autumn night, looking at the night sky.

There is no moon tonight, and there are no clouds.

The dark and vast night sky seemed deeper and more lofty, and the Qingyun Dao Leader was silent for a moment, then retracted his gaze and looked in the direction of the Flying Sky Pavilion where the head of the Burning Star Tower lived.

Qingyun Daoist remembered that a few days ago, Qi Lian swore to him: only the Transformation God Sect supported him, and the position of head of the sect would be him in five years.

A mocking smile grew to his face.

Just because you also want to sit in the position of the master of the Wannian Sect, you don't want to think about it, a descendant disciple, no matter how high your virtue is, no matter how good your reputation is among the senior brothers, it just means that you have the appearance to sit in the position of the head of the sect. What's more, even these outwards are fake.

In a sect like the Burning Star Tower, sitting in the head of the sect depends on strength after all. A descendant disciple does not hold the power of another sect, does not have the support of tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of disciples, and only relies on those stupid star guards, and the position of head of the sect is only in vain.

I don't have to wait five years at all, in fact, I don't have to wait even a day if I want to. Letting you be the head of this half-moon is just a matter of caring about the hidden forces behind you. Qingyun Daoist looked at the night sky and muttered to himself.

The confrontation on the Flying Pavilion was still fierce, and after those crazy men and women were dragged away, they looked much cleaner.

The head of Qilian turned out to be such a person!

Everyone couldn't believe the facts in front of them, but it was true that such a thing had happened. Those disciples who usually respect the head of the sect are a little dazed in their hearts, but Feng Siniang and Zhu Li are full of sadness, they didn't expect the junior brother to come to this point, what happened to him? !

Those charming and enchanting women woke up and robbed the gold and silver, which shows that these girls who were kept in captivity by the head of the family knew that there was a vault here, and the head of Qilian was merry and happy in the wealth of gold and silver, and took the savings of the sect to reward these women and men at will.

Everyone looked at Wei Xiao's eyes again, and they were no longer so jealous and hateful, and a complex emotion rose in everyone's hearts.

This person who was killed by Wei Xiao really did not have the qualifications to be the head of the house.

The fierce atmosphere froze under the night sky, and the aura of those who came from the Transformation God Sect was slowly rising, and Wei Xiao Xu Feng and other disciples were also ready to die.

I was supposed to fight tonight, it's unreasonable, it's just about life and death!

The battle between the Creation Realms was about to break out, and at this time, suddenly a gust of wind came from the bottom of the mountain, saying that it was wind, but it was not like the wind, but like an impermeable wall of air, covering thousands of trees, tearing apart the heavy night sky, and falling on the stone floor.

Everyone looked in the direction where the breath was pressing, and everyone's face was incredibly shocked.

In the vast darkness of the night, there were gray-white things, all over the mountains, like a tide spreading among the mountains, covering one mountain after another.

In a few moments, it swept over several hills, getting closer and closer!

When they saw those gray and white things clearly, they turned out to be countless rushing cultivators, and everyone on the stone floor was suddenly shocked, and their eyes widened in disbelief.

Sure enough, those things that spread all over the mountains are really people, cultivators! Cultivators in moon-white robes!

The picture of tens of thousands of cultivators silently rushing was too shocking, and everyone felt that the heavens and the earth were trembling.

The most shocking thing is not only the number of people, but the same aura on these disciples, the determination to pour out of the nest and break the boat, under the backdrop of tens of thousands of killing intentions, stirring the flowing clouds in the night to scatter in all directions.

Xiuwumen!

Disciple of the Martial Arts Sect!

Tens of thousands of disciples of the Martial Arts Sect!

Stormy waves were set up in the hearts of the people.

The two Creation Realm worshippers enshrined by the Transformation God Sect glanced at each other and saw the solemnity in each other's eyes, these disciples came for the Transformation God Gate, once the two major sects started a war, the entire sect would fall apart, and this result would be much more serious than the death of a head who did not become a climate.

Zhu Li looked at this, slowly covering the iron curtain of the hundred miles of mountains, and secretly said in his heart: The mourning soldiers will win! It is also Qi Lian who has deceived people too much, and completely stimulated the power of the Martial Arts Sect, so that everyone is united, who can stop it! No matter what, we must protect the sect and the foundation of the Burning Star Tower for 10,000 years!

And Xu Feng and the others looked at those fellow disciples who were getting closer and closer, overwhelming in all directions, and suddenly felt a sense of pride in their hearts.

Those familiar moon-white robes, those familiar breaths of the same family, especially the forefront, leading everyone, the burly figure that flew by stepping stones.

In terms of the number of disciples, the Xiuwu Sect can only rank second, under the Huashen Sect, but if it is about the hearts of the people, there is no other sect that can be compared with the disciples of the Xiuwu Sect.

Many of the disciples in the gallop were unkempt, their clothes were tattered, and even the Dao Sword in their hands had collapsed into countless gaps, but their eyes were resolute and focused, and they were staring persistently in the direction of Feitian Pavilion.

These disciples were hundreds or thousands of miles away, and they were summoned by the magic weapons of the sect, and they rushed back to the sect day and night, regardless of life and death. Under the call of the Zhao Sect Master, he did not hesitate to join the team that washed away the shame of the Xiuwu Sect.

Gathering tens of thousands of disciples overnight, what an amazing calling ability, it also shows the position of the main and deputy masters of the Xiuwu Sect in the minds of the disciples, and shows the prestige of the senior brother and other personal disciples in the Xiuwu Sect.

Tonight, tens of thousands of disciples, both inside and outside, actually killed!

Feng Siniang looked at the martial arts cultivators who were covering the heavens and the earth, and felt infinite emotion in her heart, and suddenly felt an unprecedented huge pressure and responsibility on her shoulders, a team of cultivators of this scale could not be found in the entire Southern Sect, and even in the entire Great Xia Dynasty, except for the former apologetic cavalry of the Sanqing Daomen. The surrounding disciples gather more and more, and once they fight, the sect will rest!

Feng Siniang has always had a good sense of Wei Xiao, the senior brother of the Martial Arts Sect, but she didn't expect him to make a big rebellion to kill the head of the sect today.

Xiumei frowned slightly, and said with some uneasiness in her heart: "Wei Xiao, if you still bow down to the law, that Dao is still waiting for these fellow disciples to come and save you!

Senior brother Wei Xiao smiled slightly, the wind was blowing lightly around his body, driving the gray robe, making a strong sound, looking at the encirclement of the masters, he said proudly: "Wei is not going to destroy the sect, but to save the sect, since everyone has different concepts, let's stop making noise, so we will divide it up and down, you live and die, wouldn't it be more enjoyable!"

In the face of the siege and killing of the three masters of the Creation Realm, the master was calm and relaxed, indescribably elegant and chic, and what he said was even more righteous and righteous, which made it impossible to refute.