Half a day later, at the border of the Western Regions of the Donglai Kingdom, the tens of thousands of monks who survived the auction were sitting cross-legged on the ground at the moment, and this time they took advantage of the fire to rob, not only did they not get any benefits, but even suffered serious losses, not only killed a large number of people, but even the storage bags were left in the hands of the other party, and they really wanted to die. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

Three rainbow lights came from a distance, and the violent flight speed rubbed a sonic boom in the air like thunder, and at first glance, everyone thought that a thunder had descended.

Three old men who were wrapped in thick fog and couldn't see their faces clearly appeared in the sky above everyone, looking at the remnants of the defeated soldiers below with a cold expression.

"Meet Elder Taishang!"

Seeing this, the monks of the First Sword Sect, the Qingluo Sect, and the Li family hurriedly knelt down, their expressions were full of excitement, and of course, more of all, it was the kind of grievance that could not be concealed.

At this moment, three more rainbow lights galloped in, and it didn't take much effort to come to the sky above this place, and they all looked at the situation below with cold expressions.

"I've seen Elder Taishang!"

The Wang family, the Song family, and the monks of the Blood Demon Sect, who had not reacted at first, hurriedly got up and bowed respectfully when they saw the comer, all with a look of anticipation, as if the wronged children were waiting for their parents to help them get justice.

As for the Jin Han Sect, he knew that the little fat man had already offended the other sects miserably, so how could he dare to stay? As soon as he left the auction hall, he left in a hurry, for fear that he would be intercepted by the monks of the other sects if it was too late.

Suddenly, among the six people above, one of them was wearing a blood-colored cloak, and the blood-haired old man who was covered in blood pressed down with one hand, only to see a drop of blood suddenly dripping from the eyebrows of the thousands of monks of the Blood Demon Sect who were originally depressed.

The blood did not fall to the ground, but gathered in mid-air, forming a blood-colored mirror in the blink of an eye, and I saw that in the mirror, pictures appeared.

In the picture, there is Lin Xi's indifference standing on top of the murderous dragon looking down on the cultivators, as well as the cruelty of waving his hand and swaying the breath of death, turning tens of thousands of monks into dry bones and ashes, and the horror of crushing countless long swords and strangling blood demons in the Thunder Prison......

The content of the picture played for more than half an hour, until everyone handed over the storage bag and left, and as the picture ended, the blood-colored round mirror also collapsed, turning into bloodshot and dissipating into the air.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I replayed the previous scene with the method of blood shadow regression, you say, this revenge, should we take revenge?" the blood-haired old man said in a cold voice.

"Revenge, hehe, Old Monster Zhou, how many moves do you think you can take in the hands of this person?"

"I think it's better to forget about this matter, you must know that in the face of 100,000 monks, and it is also a hundred thousand monks above the foundation building period, even if it is a strong man with the first sword of slashing spirits, he has to retreat, even if the old man is the second sword of slashing spirits, he can only be sure of remaining undefeated, if he wants to slaughter 100,000 monks in such a devastating manner, then Lin Lao Wei is at least the strength of the third sword of slashing spirits!"

"Old Monster Zhao, you are the only one among us who is a strong man with three swords, tell me, can the six of us take this person together?"

As the voice of one of the silver-haired old men fell, everyone's eyes fell on one of the tall men with a long sword on his back and a black robe, this person seemed to have cultivated exercises that could maintain his face, obviously his body was filled with a vicissitudes of life, but his face looked just the appearance of a middle-aged man.

"That person first controlled the murderous aura, then the power of the imperial envoy death and the power of thunder, and then showed the peerless sword dao supernatural powers, and it can be seen that this person didn't have much effort to kill 100,000 monks at all, it seems that he didn't even take out half of his strength, this kind of enemy, the combat power has far exceeded the realm of slashing spirits, everyone, this is likely to be an old monster in the Dao period!"

After carefully reviewing the previous picture, the middle-aged man known as Zhao Laowei opened his mouth with a solemn expression to express his opinion, the meaning of which was self-evident, this was an existence that they could not contend with.

"Ask the old monster of the Dao realm, I think it's better to forget about this matter!"

"Yes, after all, we fell into the well during the catastrophe of the Ziyun Sect, and we were not morally reasonable, and it was not a big deal to be seized by others to kill some disciples!" The old man of the Blood Demon Sect also wanted to reveal the matter with a haha.

"Then forget about this matter, there is a strong man in the Dao period, and the Ziyun Sect can't be destroyed, and the other party is still an alchemy master who has refined the Thunder Tribulation Pill, and the means of saving life must be strong We can't imagine it, unless we are willing to risk the destruction of the sect and use all the power of the sect to join forces to besiege the Ziyun Sect, it is impossible to kill him!"

The middle-aged man with the long sword on his back finally sighed, waved his hand to the monks of the First Sword Sect below, signaled them to return to the sect, and then took a deep look at the five old men beside him, and his body turned into a rainbow light, and galloped away in the direction of Ziyun City.

Looking at the figure of the middle-aged man in the distance, the other old men showed a hint of schadenfreude, and they began to talk about it one by one.

"Hey, this time the loss of the One Sword Sect is the greatest, you look at those disciples of his sect, they look even older than us, even if they can return to the sect, it is estimated that they will not have a few years to live!"

"Do you think this old monster Zhao will be angry and go to find the old monster Lin alone?"

"It's not hard to try, but it's not for sure, after all, the monks of the One Sword Sect only cultivate one immortal sword, and now that they have encountered such a powerful kendo master, they probably want to go to the old monster of Nalin to have a fight!"

"Haha, that old monster Lin is not a good-tempered person, I hope Brother Zhao will not be cut into minced meat by his sword!"

After a few old guys who valued their lives more heavily than the sect and ridiculed the Taishang elders of the One Sword Sect in a weird manner, they then beckoned the disciples of the sect below who looked lost, and returned to the sect or family station without looking back.

Glancing in the direction of Purple Moon City, everyone got up with complicated expressions and embarked on the journey back to the sect, leaving behind unwilling sighs.

......

The former site of the Ziyun Sect, which was originally surrounded by mountains and filled with purple gas for hundreds of miles, has now become a natural Grand Canyon, no, it is more suitable to say that it is not so much a canyon as a basin.

At this moment, the only remaining 20,000 disciples of the Ziyun Sect had already gathered here under the summons of Master Purple Furnace Dan Shi'an, and they were looking at the scene in front of them with a confused expression, not knowing where the Ziyun Sect should go now.

After a moment of silence, Lin Xi sighed, "Master An, let's promulgate the task of rebuilding the Ziyun Sect in the Donglai Country, at this moment, there are hundreds of thousands of immortal cultivators in the Donglai Country, although most of the cultivation is in the Qi Condensation Period and the Foundation Building Period, but after all, there are many people, with their help, within a month, the Ziyun Sect can be initially perfected!"