At night, a swarthy figure swayed towards Zixiao Palace.

A group of foundation building monks moved on the road, and everyone was nervous to the extreme, and their steps were cautious, and they didn't want to slow down, and they didn't dare to make a sound. Although there were quite a few people, they did not hear about it.

Among the people, there are a few people who have been to Zixiao Palace, but their identities are limited, and how many can they recognize the road?

Walking around a corner, the people in front of me exclaimed "ah" and stopped abruptly. The people behind didn't have time to react, and with a few bangs, they bumped into it. Someone shouted, "What for?"

The person in front said "ah" a few times, his voice trembled, but he didn't say a whole word, and the person behind him was strange, and he stepped forward to check, and at a glance, it was also blood flowing backwards, and he couldn't speak.

But I saw that the corridor in front of me was full of corpses, all of them dead by the sword. It seems that it is the disciples of the Dao sect of Baiyun Sect or Qi Yue Sect, and even a few of them have been recognized, and they were also responsible for receiving these foundation building disciples just now, but in the blink of an eye, their corpses were already lying everywhere, and blood was everywhere.

Everyone only felt that their breathing stopped, it was difficult to move, and they were all at a loss. At this time, someone whispered: "These people are not from our side, are they? We have reinforcements from our side? Were they killed by the ancestors?"

This voice immediately aroused everyone's confidence, and someone shouted: "Yes, yes, yes, what kind of person is the ancestor, and who can they detain them? These traitors should have died a long time ago! We don't have to be afraid, the ancestors may already be waiting for us in the main hall." Hehe, Zixiao Palace has no owner. Maybe we'll have a bigger creation in the future. "Everyone agrees with every word you say and I say.

One of them said, "Hey, there seems to be blood in the room in front of you, who's in it?"

When everyone looked at it, there was only a hall in front of them, and the door was opened, and blood was spilling from the door. Although most of these people have not experienced any big storms, monks are monks, and there are no particularly timid people, let alone the dead. At this time, it is the enemy who sees the dead. Instead, curiosity arises. There are a few bold ones who go forward to check,

These people have no leader, they can make their own decisions, some are bold and some are cautious, only a third follow the past to see, and the others remain in place.

But the people who entered the temple immediately regretted it.

Standing at the door, the faces of several Zhuji disciples were ugly.

But I saw several corpses in the middle of the hall, and blood was all over the ground.

The body was intact inside, and there were at least a dozen wounds on its body. The skin turned over the meat roll, and it was a mess. That's not good, it's even more dismemberment. The body was separated, the hands and feet were broken, and they were cut into several pieces, one in the east and one in the west, and the bloody pieces of flesh were thrown on the ground, bloodier than the slaughterhouse.

I only heard someone's "vomit" and vomited.

The Taoist priests in the lead are already the most courageous, and their cultivation is also high, although their faces are pale. But before there was any reaction, one of them had the audacity to look at it twice, and suddenly said in a dumb voice: "Look...... Could that be...... Dongyu is a real person, right?"

A few people behind him looked up, and saw a table covered in blood, with a skull—as if it had been placed there on purpose for demonstration, and its hair was lifted to reveal its facial features. A pair of eyes opened wide, revealing dead white pupils. Some people recognized it, and it was indeed an elder in Zixiao Palace, Dongyu Zhenren.

One person said softly: "Dongyu is a real person...... Isn't that the next Zixiao Palace Master? Why did you die here?"

Everyone was silent - although most of the Shouguan Zhenren in various states were not satisfied with Dongyu Zhenren's succession, there were still a few who really wanted to resist. Many people still come with the intention of going to Chaohe or not causing trouble, but they don't want this quasi-palace master to be dismembered by someone.

Once upon a time, Zixiao Palace was so high in the hearts of these disciples, and now seeing the corpses all over the ground, as well as the fate of this future palace master, unconsciously, they all feel that that unattainable place may not be like this.

The name of the supreme lord of the Dao Palace has begun to fall.

After being stunned for a while, someone boldly laughed: "Haha, it's no wonder...... Dongyu's real person position is not right, and now she is dying here, which is the end she deserves......"

Before the words fell, I heard someone say, "Then what happened to you?"

Before the man could react, he saw a flash of white blades, and with a brush, the man was still standing still, but his eyes were straight. After a few breaths, I saw that the man's neck was slowly displaced, and the big head fell off with a thud.

The rest of the people were shocked, and looked back, but saw a black-clothed old Taoist and a proud young man standing at the door, and before they had time to take a closer look, they heard a few sneering rumors, blood was flying, and several disciples who were still in the room fell to the ground one by one.

The two of them didn't look at the dead disciple, and when they strode inside, they saw the situation inside, and they both gasped. The black-clothed old man looked closer, and the more he looked, the more stiff his face became, and said, "Xue Daoyou, these people were all killed by the sword." Your Xiling Sword Sect is also a sword master, what do you think?"

The one surnamed Xue was naturally Xue Hengjian of the Xiling Sword Sect, his expression stiffened for a while, and he looked at them one by one, and said, "Strange, these people have multiple swords in their bodies at the same time, and they should have been killed together." Seem...... It seems to have been hacked to death by a sword formation. ”

The black-clothed old man said in a low voice: "In your sword cultivation, there are sword refining into silk, and the sword light is differentiated, isn't it just a sword light turning into ten thousand daos?

Xue Hengjian shook his head and said, "I don't think so." To practice to the point where the sword light is differentiated, one sword turns into ten thousand swords, how powerful the sword light is, just a few of them can't stand it. I think it was several sword cultivators who started from all directions at the same time, and the law was strict between the shots, I am afraid that it was connected to the sword formation like a soldier formation. ”

The black-clothed Taoist said: "I see, that's ......" looked down at Dongyu Zhenren, who was dumbfounded, shook his head, and said, "We didn't care about the outside for a while, but we became like this." It's a pity. "In the end, Dongyu Zhenren is just a pawn for them to use, and he is not their serious companion, and it is just a pity to die here.

As he was saying this, he heard a buzzing sound, piercing the ear drums, but the jade pendants on the waists of the two of them shone at the same time, and the alarm sounded endlessly.

The two of them screamed at the same time, they didn't care about this side, and ran to the apse together.

In the garden, blood flowed everywhere.

Zi Lian covered his mouth, looked at the folded half of Ruyi in his hand, and almost spit out another mouthful of blood.

The natal magic weapon, linked by heart and blood, her Ruyi, was just turned into refinement and began to refine, and it has been cultivated for hundreds of years, and today it was cut off by a sword, and it has hurt its vitality. What's more, there are still a few sword wounds on his body, which are already at the end of a strong crossbow.

But compared to Monk Puling, he is lucky......

At least alive.

The corpse of Monk Puling fell to the ground, no longer invisible, and the blood flowed into a stream, gurgling under her feet, staining her skirt red.

This is probably what happened to her in an instant.

Yu Qilin didn't have a trace of blood on his body, not even the fireworks were contaminated, he just leaned under the flowers and trees in the garden, although his face was still expressionless, but there were beautiful flowers to set off, which also added a little color. She glanced at Zi Lian, who fell to the ground, and said, "You traitors, obviously ghosts and ghosts, actually occupy Zixiao Palace openly and proudly, and proudly set up their own palace masters, is this deceiving me Dao Palace? Tell your leader to come out, I will cut him with a thousand knives, drain his soul and refine his soul, pass on the head to the nine sides, and deter the delusional bandits." ”

At this moment, I heard someone shouting: "That slut, you bully us and no one, right?" As soon as the voice came out, a sword rainbow had already broken through the air.

Yu Qilin didn't look at it, he moved slightly, and the two sword puppets around him took out their swords at the same time, blocking them horizontally. But after listening to the sneering twice, one sword blocked the sword rainbow and fought a draw, and the other sword accurately hit Xue Hengjian's body, a blood spring rushed out, Xue Hengjian's body shook twice, and fell to the ground. The sword puppet next to him immediately added a sword. Fortunately, Xue Hengjian's reaction was not slow, and while opening the armor technique, he rolled and avoided a sword. But when he heard the sound of stabbing, the sword had already pierced his protective armor, and it was only half a foot away from him, and he almost pierced his heart.

The three-point Daoist over there didn't fall well, he was intercepted by the three sword puppets head-on, left and right, and he had already fallen down, and it was also his cultivation that was higher than Xue Hengjian's, and he was good at defense, so he was not in danger of his life for a while.

Yu Qilin said: "I asked you to call out the person you presided, and you called out these two wastes? If you are all such fools, but you still steal three points of luck and occupy Zixiao Palace for a day or two, then I really want to cry for Zixiao Palace." "Her cultivation is at the pinnacle of the spirit world, and she is studying magic under the Xuandao seat, and her fighting methods are also clever, just by herself, she can also defeat five or six ordinary Cheng Dan real people, not to mention that there are eighteen sword puppets to help. These people are not in her eyes, if they hadn't wanted to hang the mastermind out, they would have been killed together.

Zi Lian gritted her teeth secretly-if it was possible, would she still want Jiao Yuancheng to come out and teach this ice-faced woman a lesson? But since Jiao Yuancheng occupied Zixiao Palace, he entered the Fengxian Hall to get the Heavenly Decree of Zixiao Palace, and he never returned. Although he felt that his breath was still there, he hadn't seen a human figure for more than ten days.

She scolded secretly in her heart, at that time, she was driven out of the Lishi Palace, and the Douxing Moving Sea Force that she had worked hard to manage was buried in Yanyun, and now Zixiao Palace is using Mu Ruyi's local Taoist manpower, how can those people be of great use......?

At this moment, a cloud of black smoke billowed from above, and someone screamed in the black smoke.

Yu Qilin raised his eyes and couldn't help but be furious, and shouted: "When did Zixiao Palace become a place to hide filth and dirt, even demon cultivators dared to come in!"

When Zi Lian saw the black smoke, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly shouted: "Senior De, hurry up with us!"

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