The spiritual power operates in a special way, the immortal purple qi covers the whole body, and the purple light under the old skin is magnificent, at this moment, Long Guyang is like a purple-blooded god of war from ancient times.

Compared to Qin Ying's Immortal Purple Qi, Long Gu Yang had already cultivated this divine power to the extreme, and this indestructible Purple Cloud Immortal Body gave Long Gu Yang some confidence.

He slapped the ghost-faced monk suddenly, only to see that the purple cloud turned into a purple dragon as if it were substance, and blatantly locked the ghost-faced monk.

This blow tore a huge rift in the Black Mist Enchantment.

As a Soul Gathering Realm powerhouse who has lived for nearly five hundred years, Long Guyang has already integrated the Purple Cloud Sect's inheritance martial arts "Purple Cloud True Qi".

This blow is not only powerful, but also integrated into the Divine Soul Attack.

After the Ghost Face Monk received this blow, he was not very comfortable, and the sea of knowledge shook, and there was a feeling of dizziness.

Although this Yin Demon Banner blocked most of the attacks for him.

Looking at the ghost-faced monk who paused for a moment and quickly recovered to his original state, Long Guyang was surprised: "Your Yin Ghost Banner still has the effect of defending against the attack of the divine soul, the old man is underestimating you!"

Hearing Long Guyang's praise, the words of the ghost-faced monk with a somewhat inexplicable meaning slowly sounded.

"All this time, you've been underestimating me!"

The black fog gathered, the torn barrier returned to its original state, and after a long battle, everyone could only perceive the current battle situation from the conversation between the two.

Long Guyang's words full of shock kept coming from it, and it was conceivable that his situation at this time was not good.

"Your Yin Ghost Banner is actually so strong, it seems that you have re-refined it. ”

"You, a Condensation Realm monk, can attack with a divine soul. ”

"I didn't expect it to be you!" Long Guyang said the last sentence and stopped talking.

In the churning black mist, the words of the Ghost-faced Monk also came.

"You should have expected that there would be today, Long Guyang, you should have died a long time ago!" This was the only sentence that the ghost-faced monk spoke, and his words were low, as if there was endless hatred!

The black mist dissipated, and an old figure fell from it, it was Long Guyang, although he was in the Soul Gathering Realm, he was in a half-crippled state. He was so old that he died of exhaustion.

The ghost-faced monk in the sky was not having a good time at this time, his face was pale under the ghost mask, and there was very little spiritual power in his body.

His mind fluctuated greatly, if he didn't have the help of this Yin Ghost Banner, he might not be Long Gu Yang's opponent.

At this stage of the Soul Gathering Realm, the monk can already use the Divine Soul Attack, this kind of attack is impossible to prevent, and the slightest carelessness will leave indelible damage in the sea of consciousness.

If the sea of knowledge is shattered, it will be dementia at least and death at worst.

He fought with Long Guyang, Zhihai received damage and needed to repair it as soon as possible, took out a few pills to heal Zhihai from the space ring, and after taking it, the Ghost-faced Monk felt a lot better. The spiritual power has also recovered a little.

Looking at Long Guyang falling from the sky, all the elders looked sympathetic and became a little desolate, the so-called rabbit dead fox sadness is exactly like this.

"The Ancestor is actually dead?" The disciples who were still immersed in the honor of the sect obviously hadn't accepted this status quo yet.

The only two White Jade Bone Cultivators of the Purple Cloud Sect looked at each other and made a bold move.

At the moment when they made a move, the same two figures attacked one after the other, it should be said that they were one man and one beast.

This person and one beast are Liu Yueqin and the Ghost Wing Demon Jiao, who are openly rebellious, and at the same time, the strength of the white jade bone in the Condensation Realm is inseparable.

A domineering spiritual power struck and repelled the two White Jade Bone Elders of the Purple Cloud Sect, and it was the Ghost-Faced Monk who attacked.

With a wave of his hand, he carried everyone away from the Purple Cloud Sect in a swaying manner.

"Just left?" muttered a Purple Cloud Sect disciple in disbelief, he made up his mind to return to the family soon.

The sky in the land of Dongzhou has changed, and it is no longer the representative of the glory it once was, and it is unpredictable to live and die if you stay here.

There are no longer a few people who have this idea, and they fly separately when disaster comes!

Looking at the ancestor who had already died of anger, the Purple Cloud Sect was full of mourning, and how many of the countless disciples who were crying were really sad? I'm afraid only I know.

"Congratulations to the Ancestor!" An old voice sounded from the mouth of a Condensation Realm White Jade Bone Elder, who was Xu Hong, the vein master of the Purple Yan Vein, and the third elder of the Purple Cloud Sect. Another Condensation Realm White Jade Bone Cultivator was the vein master of the Xuan Dao vein.

The two lifted Long Guyang high and buried him in the ancestral land after some arrangement.

The Ancestor of the Ice Valley also came to the Purple Cloud Sect at this time, and after seeing the situation of the Purple Cloud Sect, he asked about some information and left.

Many attic palaces of the Purple Cloud Sect were destroyed, and they looked a little lonely, the once prosperous Purple Cloud Sect was hit by this, which no one could have imagined, the catastrophe was coming, and the whereabouts of the sect master and Chu Xuan were unknown.

There are a lot of smart people, and they vaguely guess what is wrong with it.

As a result, the Purple Cloud Sect, which had nearly a million disciples, began the largest migration in history.

And the reasons for leaving are also strange.

"Elder, I haven't been back to my hometown for a long time, and I've forgotten what my hometown looks like, so I hereby apply to leave the sect!"

"Elder, my grandfather is gone, my grandfather was the best to me when I was a child, and now I.... I must go back to keep my filial piety!"

"Elder, I'm not too young, my family has given me a concubine, this is my lifelong event, I must leave the sect"

"Elder, I ....."

"You're also going to leave the sect, aren't you?"

"Elder, I...."

"Let's go!"

"Take care, Elder!"

In just one day, nearly a million disciples went to nine out of ten, and most of them left in a hurry without even bothering to greet them, including many young elders who had cultivated extraordinary.

These people of insight, many families from the land of Dongzhou, once regarded the Purple Cloud Sect as supreme glory, but now all they can think about is how to leave here.

If you don't leave this time, when the Devil-Faced Monk comes again, you won't be able to leave.

For three days in a row, the talents of the Purple Cloud Sect withered, and the elders and disciples were all gone, leaving only a few people who had been adopted by the sect since childhood and had feelings for the sect.

Most of these people are old, and there are only a few disciples.

Xu Hong didn't stop this situation, in fact, he couldn't stop it, he didn't stay in the sect's heart, and sooner or later he would leave.

Xu Hong sat quietly on the big chair, his calm face couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry, and opposite him also sat a Condensation Realm White Jade Bone Elder, who was the vein master of the Xuan Dao vein.

Xu Hong glanced at the other party and said lightly, "Are you going to leave too?"

"I have my family, but I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid that because of me, the family that has been inherited for thousands of years will be ruined. ”

"Back then, you and I were involved in the encirclement and suppression of the Yin Ghost Sect, if he was the descendant of the Yin Ghost Sect, would he let you go?" Xu Hong said, and the Xuandao Vein Master was speechless.

After a moment of silence, the Xuandao Vein Lord spoke again: "You and I both know what the Yin Ghost King did that day, he wanted the Purple Cloud Sect to dissolve itself, so he didn't kill you and me, and if you stay here, you will definitely die." I want to take a gamble!"

Xu Hong was silent for a long time after hearing this, and a somewhat low voice slowly sounded: "You go, my old friend, my old opponent!"

After hearing this, the body of the Xuandao vein lord couldn't help but tremble, the two of them fought with each other since they met, and later became an elder, and then later became the master of the first vein, and the two veins were also constantly fighting, and now they are leaving, they are so sad and reluctant.

"I'll make a way for you, if I don't die, you'd better leave the Purple Cloud Sect as soon as possible, the sect master and Chu Xuan haven't returned for a long time, what happened You should guess. The Xuandao Vein Master said slowly, and then walked out firmly.

Looking at the cold scene outside the hall, Xu Hong muttered, "I will protect the Purple Cloud Sect, even if I am the only one left!"

He was raised by the sect since he was a child, and his feelings for the Purple Cloud Sect towards his long-dead master were very profound.

....

A few days later, Qin Ying finally arrived at the Purple Cloud Sect, and the scene that came into view made him take a few steps back, and he even wondered if he had come to the wrong place.

At this time, the Purple Cloud Sect, the attic houses were destroyed in many places, and there was no figure when walking for a long time, and the desolate scene was very different from the past.

At this moment, a child who was more than ten years old threw a ball of paper at him, and then quickly left, Qin Ying didn't take this child seriously, just when this child was too naughty, Qin Ying still picked up the paper ball curiously, and after opening it, there was a line of words written on it.

"Get out of here!"

Qin Ying's heart tightened, combined with the scenes he had encountered along the way, when he was about to turn the paper ball into ashes and was about to leave, several windbreaking sounds struck, surrounding him.

These people are dressed in purple power suits, their capable posture is extraordinary, and their cultivation is even more of a three-color slashing spirit, Qin Ying looked at it thoughtfully, and vaguely guessed that these people were the mysterious Ziyunwei in the sect.

There is a group of mysterious guards in the Purple Cloud Sect, that is, the Purple Cloud Guard, who are responsible for guarding the sect and are silently hidden in the shadows on weekdays.

Looking at the seven Ziyun Guards who surrounded him, Qin Ying made a round and said with a sneer: "Everyone, is there any misunderstanding here?"

Qin Ying looked casual on the surface, but secretly he was running the spiritual power in his body quickly, ready to do it at any time.

One of the Ziyunwei suddenly made a move, and the long sword conjured up a fierce killing move in his hand, sealing all of Qin Ying's back roads like a dragon, and the purple qi was vast and endless.

This is the "Purple Cloud Sword Technique" that only Ziyunwei can practice, which belongs to the middle level of Xuanpin, and the swordsmanship is exquisite, and there are few martial arts in the same rank that can match it.

This Ziyun Wei was the leader of this group of people, and the "Purple Cloud Sword Technique" had also been cultivated to perfection, and at this time, he blocked all of Qin Ying's back roads as soon as he made a move.

Looking at the dangerous sword flower that was close at hand, Qin Ying's eyes condensed slightly, and he immediately stopped hiding, and the strength of the three changes of the spirit slashing suddenly exploded.

The dragon elephant steps on the mountain!

Qin Ying suddenly slapped out a palm, and a virtual dragon elephant emitting golden light struck towards Ziyunwei, and the fierce move was the best way to deal with this kind of sharp and tricky swordsmanship.

When the golden dragon elephant collided with the purple sword shadow, it was instantly suppressed, and the purple cloud guard felt that the sword in his hand was like a thousand catties, just as he was about to withdraw from the battle.

A burst of brilliant sword shadows scattered in all directions, flying towards many Ziyun Guards.

By the time the Purple Cloud Guards blocked this sword shadow, Qin Ying had already jumped out of the encirclement.

Gasping, when all the Ziyunwei looked at the slender figure on the side, their eyes were shocked.

After repelling a Ziyun Guard with one move, he instantly used such a powerful killing move, all this calculation was so just right, it seemed that when they came, the other party had already made all the preparations.

It's really calculating, good skills.

The gap between the three changes of the same slashing spirit, whether it is combat awareness or strength, is not comparable.

"Qin Ying, I admit that you are very powerful, but do you think you can defeat the seven of us joining forces, go with us obediently, there are some things that you need to verify!" Zi Yunwei, who had shot at Qin Ying before, said in a condensed voice at this time.

Qin Ying smiled playfully, Ziyunwei is also known as the law enforcement team, although he doesn't know what law he has violated, but how can he be slaughtered by others, just when he was about to leave, a peerless shadow of elegance came.

Seeing this shadow, Ziyun Wei said respectfully: "Young Sect Master!"

Seeing the person coming, Qin Ying was quite helpless, this outstanding figure was Ling Qinghan.

Ziyunwei is a sharp blade in the hands of the sect master, and the latter, as a disciple of the sect master, is naturally also the owner of this sharp blade.

One of the Ziyun guards gave a general account of what happened, in fact, without anyone else's words, seeing this depressed scene and the collapsed houses everywhere, he could guess what happened.

Ling Qinghan's beautiful eyes looked around, her seductive body trembled slightly, and she could see that the latter's heart was not calm at this time.

"Go down, I'll deal with this matter!" Ling Qinghan spoke, and Ziyunwei quickly left.

After Ziyunwei left, Qin Ying's heart couldn't calm down for a long time.

"The Purple Cloud Sect was attacked, the Purple Cloud Sect Ancestor was killed, and Liu Yueqin openly betrayed the Sect!"

Isn't the Purple Cloud Sect the overlord of the land of Dongzhou, who would dare to openly attack this super force that has been inherited for thousands of years?

"It seems that all this was premeditated, Su Man and the others should have left early?" Qin Ying thought in his heart.

Thinking of the ball of paper that had long since turned into ashes, it should have been written by Su Man. Looking at the shadow beside him, his calm face didn't know what he was thinking at this time.

If you come to it, you will be safe, Qin Ying simply stopped thinking about it, and calmly walked side by side with him.

Suddenly, a cold word came, and a pair of dazzling beautiful eyes exuded a different kind of brilliance, looking at themselves.

"Don't you have anything to say?" The voice was a little thick, and I couldn't hear the joy and anger of the master, but I could feel the sharp light hidden in it.