Chapter Ninety-Six: The Strength of the Black-robed Old Man
For Huo Canghai's arrival, Xuan Xiao was extremely respectful, of course, he must be extremely unhappy in his heart. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
But there is no way, I can only lose the baby and laugh:
"Lord Messenger, you have worked hard all the way, please rest in the main hall!"
Huo Canghai waved his hand and said:
"No, this time the matter is urgent, you immediately arrange the disciples in the sect!"
"Yes!"
Xuan Xiao glanced at it, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, there were thirteen disciples from Yuntian Sect this time, excluding the two who returned to Shun and the one who was imprisoned, there were just ten people in total, he stepped forward and said coldly:
"Since you don't want to submit to my Yunxiao Sect, and I don't force it, you can follow the envoy to participate in the holy war!"
Then he said to Huo Canghai:
"Your Excellency, you have arranged ten disciples, and their cultivation is good, enough for your envoy. β
Huo Canghai turned his head and swept it, and he was really overjoyed, in the past, in order to preserve their strength, all sects chose some disciples who were not very qualified and cultivated to just meet the requirements.
Now this time, there are still fifteenth orders, how can he not be happy, but then he raised his eyebrows and said:
"What, there's a blind man?"
"Lord Messenger, although this son is blind, his cultivation is okay. Xuan Xiao said softly.
"Hmm!"
Huo Canghai nodded and said:
"Participating in the holy war, slaying demons to your heart's content, and protecting the eternal peace of my Kyushu is the responsibility and obligation of every monk in Kyushu, please remember, this is even more glorious. β
After speaking, he gestured to an old man next to him, and then jumped onto the back of the colorful giant tiger.
"Come with me!"
The old man threw a hoarse voice and returned to the tiger's back, and the disciples of Yuntian Sect followed unwillingly, but it was better to go into battle to slay demons than to stay in Yunxiao Sect.
"Cai Fei'er, what are you doing?"
Cai Fei'er was helping Shaoyang to follow the other junior brothers, and was about to jump on the back of the tiger, Jing Yue exclaimed.
Cai Fei'er turned her head, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and said goodbye:
"Thank you Master for your teachings in the past seven years, but the disciple must be with Brother Shaoyang, and he can't serve the master, so please take care of the master. β
"You!"
Jingyue was furious, and her face turned pale with anger.
"Senior sister, do you really want to leave us?"
Shui Yao said reluctantly.
"Senior sister, I'm sorry, I can't cultivate with you in the future, and I ask Senior Sister to serve my master well!"
After Cai Fei'er finished speaking, she came to the tiger's ass with Shaoyang without looking back.
Shaoyang on the side was shocked and moved.
Jingyue sighed and stopped obstructing, maybe Cai Fei'er shouldn't have been brought here at this exchange meeting, but the world is unpredictable, who can see through this fateful arrangement?
The two old men on the back of the tiger took out two high-grade spirit stones casually, and then threw them around, and then recited words silently.
Suddenly, the aperture that had disappeared before suddenly appeared again, and in the aperture, the ancient pattern rotated like a roulette wheel, emitting a dazzling light.
The colorful giant tiger stepped on its feet and walked into the circle of light, and then the figure slowly blurred, and finally disappeared.
Then the aperture began to fade, and after a while, it dissipated again, and the sky returned to normal again.
Three days later, in a cave deep in the snowy region, the black-robed old man was cultivating with his eyes closed.
Suddenly, his heart jumped, and then he opened his eyes and frowned.
At this time, at the speed of Jinyang Time Shuttle, Shaoyang should have come back a long time ago, but he was nowhere to be seen, and his heart trembled at this time.
"What's wrong?"
Then his consciousness spread, and in an instant, he shrouded the snowy region with a strong coercion.
With such a huge divine sense, and with the coercion of anger, those high-level demon beasts in the inner snow region prostrate on the ground one after another, their eyes showing a look of horror.
And those low-level demon beasts involuntarily trembled their bodies.
Cloud Heaven Sect!
Qing Yang opened his eyes violently, this huge divine sense swept over him, he immediately did not dare to move, but his heart was extremely shocked, and his mind was almost shattered.
He had the feeling that he had just been swept away by Tianwei.
The same shock also appeared in the Cloud Sect and the Wind and Snow Valley.
Xuan Xiao was sitting in the hall at that time, discussing with Xuan Mo and several other elders about attacking the Yuntian Sect tomorrow.
He was not afraid of the strength of Qingyang and the others, but thought about how to crack the Yuntian Sect's mountain protection array.
This kind of big array was arranged by his ancestor thousands of years ago, and even if he was a Dao realm strength, it was still a little troublesome to crack.
While they were discussing, they suddenly felt a shocking divine sense sweep through every part of the Cloud Sect like rippling blue waves.
"This!"
Xuan Xiao's face changed drastically, and he was dumbfounded, his own divine consciousness was like a firefly compared to the moon, and a stream was better than the sea.
The other elders were stunned as well.
"Sect Master, just now?"
Xuan Mo said tremblingly.
Xuan Xiao didn't speak, in fact, everyone already knew what was going on, but they couldn't believe that in this snowy region, there was such a powerful monk like a god.
"No?"
There was no breath of Shaoyang in the entire snowy region.
"What's going on?"
The black-robed old man was shocked, under the cover of his divine sense, no one could hide, but no trace of Shaoyang was found, and there was only one explanation, that is, the other person was no longer in the snowy region.
He doubled the radiation range of his divine sense, but still didn't find Shaoyang.
Gradually, his face became gloomy, the corners of his mouth trembled a little, and a cold glow flashed in his eyes.
"Cloud Sect?"
Before, Shaoyang had said that he had come to Yunxiao Sect to participate in some three-faction exchange meeting, and then his divine sense locked on the entire Yunxiao Peak, enveloping it firmly, he took a step forward, and his body suddenly disappeared.
Cloud Sect!
Xuan Xiao and the other elders exhaled, this divine sense was too powerful, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to take a breath.
When their senses swept away, they were deeply relieved.
Just as he was about to continue discussing the matter, at this moment, that huge divine consciousness came again, and locked the entire Sky Peak.
Xuan Xiao's complexion changed greatly, and when he was shocked, he looked up at the outside of the hall violently, and then his body appeared in Yunxiao Square with a flicker.
Xuan Mo, Xuan Feng, Xuan Zhen and Qing Lan rushed out of the main hall one after another.
Above it, a mysterious person wrapped in a black robe and unable to see his face clearly appeared.
"The sect master of the Yunxiao Sect sees the seniors, and the arrival of the seniors makes the Yunxiao Sect shine!"
Xuan Xiao knelt on the ground and said respectfully.
The black-robed old man didn't pay attention to this, but asked directly:
"Where is Shaoyang?"
As soon as these words came out, Xuan Xiao was shocked, and his heart was shocked.
Isn't Shaoyang the ant who gouged out his eyes that day? This senior master is here for him? Could it be that the ant has something to do with this senior master?
A series of questions appeared in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more creepy he became, and he didn't realize that there were beads of sweat on his forehead.
There is also Xuan Mo who feels the same way, Xuan Mo was going to kill Shaoyang at the beginning, which offended the big man.
"Why don't you answer?"
The black-robed old man's voice gradually sank.
"Back... Return... Back to the words of the predecessors, the villain is not... I don't know who Shaoyang is, and I ask my seniors to calm their anger. β
Xuan Xiao stammered and lied, but his panic was too naΓ―ve, which made Xuan Mo behind him secretly cry out for a while.
This panicked three-year-old child knows it, the sect master is in a hurry, it's over, this intention is to anger the seniors!
"Huh?"
The black-robed old man snorted coldly, and then a huge coercion gathered on Xuan Xiao's body, squirting out a mouthful of blood from him, and at the same time, his Dao Dan was forced to break by the coercion.
"Before... The seniors spared their lives, and the young master Shaoyang was taken to the front line of Zhuzhou to participate in the holy war by the envoys of the Luzhou Alliance!"
Xuan Xiao told the truth with difficulty.
"Please spare the life of a little dog!" said the conscious kowtow.
"Jihad?"
The black-robed old man said slowly, he had also heard that this holy war was extremely tragic, and the participants were almost sent to death.
He clenched his fists, and two words came out of his mouth, "looking for death", and then with a wave of his withered big hand, he suddenly turned into a giant hand and slapped it towards Xuan Xiao.
There was no time to shout, there was no pain, and Xuan Xiao, a Dao realm powerhouse, was slapped into meat puree like this.
Xuan Mo and the others turned pale with fright, and kept shouting: "Seniors spare their lives." β
The black-robed old man glanced back coldly, snorted, then flicked his sleeves, turned around and disappeared in place.
"Thank you seniors for not killing!"
Xuan Mo and the others kept chanting, and it took a long time before they sat limp on the square, looking at Xuan Xiao, who had turned into meat paste, and was so frightened that their souls were gone.