Chapter 48: The Way of Qiyun

The moonlight is bright and bright, making people feel like daylight. But under the moonlight, it is very chilling to look at.

Ni Bing'er faced many Seven Xuanzong cultivators, and kept waving the snowflake yarn in his hand to be safe for the time being.

"Damn, the snowflake yarn in her hand is at least a heaven-level magic weapon!" said a Seven Xuan Sect monk with a resentful face.

"Let's rush together, maybe there will be a glimmer of hope! Then her magic weapon, whoever can kill her first, is whoever!"

The Tongyun Realm cultivator who was the leader hurriedly shook his head and denied the words that encouraged the person just now, looked around at everyone and said, "I see that her aura fluctuates greatly, but she doesn't have much strength anymore, I can come, you junior disciples still hurry to other places in Qiyun Dao to help my Seven Xuanzong occupy Qiyun Dao as soon as possible!"

After hearing this, many juniors and disciples knew in their hearts that the cultivator of the Secret Realm was ready to swallow the magic weapon alone, but his cultivation was to reach the Secret Realm, so the disciples of the Seven Xuanzong who had cultivated in the Qi Yun period did not dare to say much, and they all went to the rest of Qiyun Dao to fight.

"You put down your magic weapon, I can spare your life temporarily!" said the monk of the Nether Realm coldly to Ni Bing'er, his words full of arrogance.

Ni Bing'er didn't know why these monks of the Netherworld had so much confidence, so she didn't answer, and hurriedly sacrificed the snowflake yarn and hurriedly waved a magic trick at the monks of the Netherworld Realm.

The cultivator of the Nether Realm naturally manipulated the magic weapon to confront Ni Bing'er, because Ni Bing'er had just gone through a big battle, and his aura was consumed a lot, and after several confrontations, Ni Bing'er gradually fell behind.

"Where are you?"

Ni Bing'er had tears in the corners of her eyes at this time, her eyes were slightly blurred, and she kept thinking about him in her heart, why hadn't he appeared yet!

Seeing that Ni Bing'er's aura was insufficient, the monk of the Nether Realm was overjoyed, and hurriedly urged the magic weapon in his hand to launch rounds of attacks against Ni Bing'er.

Fortunately, Snowflake Raccoon is good at defense, so the monks who pass through the Netherworld cannot break the deadlock in a short period of time.

"I have to kill her quickly, otherwise it will be very bad for me to wait for the other junior brothers in the sect to come!" When the monk of the Netherworld thought of this, the aura in his hand gathered and stepped up his offensive against Ni Bing'er.

In just a moment, the Monk of the Nether Realm saw a crack that was about to break open on the snowflake yarn wrapped around Ni Bing'er's body.

The monk of the Nether Realm smiled: "Now it's up to you what you do!"

The next moment, his stormy offensive hit Ni Bing'er's protective shield one after another.

Ni Bing'er's pressure instantly doubled, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, just when she felt that she couldn't hold on.

A familiar back suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

He was not tall or imposing, and his body was even a little thin and thin.

But in the next process, he came to Ni Bing'er's side, and with the swing of the Broken Blade Ancient Sword, he easily killed the Seven Xuanzong monks in front of Ni Bing'er who were about to step forward.

It's not because he's too strong, but because the Seven Xuanzong cultivator just now was eager to covet Ni Bing'er's magic weapon, and before he knew it, his aura was also consumed a lot.

That way, he will have a chance to kill him with a single blow!

"I'm coming!"

"You're here, you're finally here!" Ni Bing'er stubbornly held back her tears at first, but then she still shed lines of tears.

Seeing the familiar figure, she could no longer suppress the panic in her heart, and said to Luo Zhan: "Why are they like this! Everyone was so friendly a moment ago, and Qixuanzong and Qi Yundao were still commensurate with Daoist friends a moment ago, why, why?"

"It's... Maybe it's the true face of the cultivation realm!" Luo Zhan couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the almost crazy monks in front of him.

The cultivation realm is far more realistic and real than mortal dust!

There are the most straightforward wars, and there are also the most ruthless monks, who are able to draw their swords against each other for the sake of purer interests.

But in front of him, there is also the warmth of the cultivation realm.

......

Qi Yun Dao, like the Seven Xuan Sects, was just a few remote and reckless small sects in the Tianheng Continent.

Therefore, although the few cultivators of the Qi Cloud Dao who had passed through the Nether Realm this time could be said to have been sent out, and either left or died in battle, the Seven Xuan Sect also suffered heavy losses.

However, the Seven Xuanzong has been planning to occupy Qi Yun Dao for a long time, so most of the inner disciples in the sect who went out to train were invited back, which also made Qi Yun Dao only passively beaten!

Deacon Hu stood at the head of many trembling outer disciples, and his cultivation was even more comparable to that of a monk in the Netherworld Realm.

"I, Qiyun Dao monk, obey orders, today is a catastrophe for my sect, all of you brothers and sisters must go all out, if you don't do your best, after the sect is invaded, then you and I will not have a good life, today, let us fight for the sect!"

"Fight for the sect!"

"For Qi Yun Dao, fight!"

Under the leadership of Senior Brother Hong and the others, the outer disciples divided into several teams and slaughtered the monks of the Seven Xuanzong Sect one by one!

Although most of the outer disciples were Qi Yun Stage cultivators, they did not hesitate to fight for Qi Yun Dao one by one!

The situation has been changed step by step, although the monks of the Seven Xuan Sect are good at fighting, they are not as desperate as the monks of Qiyun Dao!

Just as Deacon Hu was preparing to counterattack the monks of the Seven Xuanzong Sect, at this time, an old man with silver hair and a silver shirt appeared, and after he appeared, he instantly reversed the advantage that Qi Yundao had just gained.

Deacon Hu looked at him with a tired face and said, "Monk of the Void Realm!"

"Do the fireflies also want to compete with the bright moon?" said the silver-shirted Seven Xuanzong monk with disdain on his face to the many outer disciples.

Silver shirt, Seven Xuanzong!

"Who are you!"

"I'm an elder of the Seven Xuanzong Sect, as for the name, you don't deserve to know!

"Old Man in Silver Shirt!"

Deacon Hu laughed, revealing unprecedented excitement and said, "I, Hu Liang, can actually fight for Qi Yundao one day, even if I die?"

"At least I'm a Qiyun Dao monk!"

As Deacon Hu spoke, he gathered his aura and condensed it in his sea of consciousness.

Self-destructing?

The silver-shirted old man still looked at Deacon Hu with a look of disdain, "Even if you are a Qi Yun period monk who blows himself up, what can you do, haha!"

But the next moment, the silver-shirted old man's face froze, and he looked in the direction of Deacon Hu, revealing an unbelievable face: "You... What are you going to do?"

The scene that appeared in front of the silver-shirted old man was that Deacon Hu was preparing to self-detonate at the same time, and there were also outer disciples following him, also preparing to self-detonate!

Among them, Senior Brother Hong and other monks exploded!

Qiyun Dao Outer Sect disciples, nearly fifty monks have surrounded the silver-shirted old man at this moment.

"For, Qi Yundao!"

"For, Qi Yundao!"

Deacon Hu looked at Qi Yun Dao, where he had lived for a long time, with a hint of relief, that every flower, grass, tree and tree, after this cholera of the Seven Xuan Sect, most of the scenery had changed, but it was still the Qi Yun Dao he was most familiar with and loved, and he was smiling at this moment. In the next moment, the roar resounded in the night sky, resounding in the thousands of miles of Qiyun Dao!

"No!" the silver-shirted old man's painful wail, accompanied by a roar, disappeared into Qiyun Dao together.

Deacon Hu, Fallen. More unknown Qiyun Dao monks, fallen.

And yet the battle continues!

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The first update was sent, when I wrote this chapter, my mood was a little shaken, Qi Yundao was such a great monk, he fell like this, sigh! Prepare for the second chapter, two chapters today!

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