The mountains of Nanling.

At the other end of the mountain, which was only a few mountains away from Qingyun Sect, the smell of blood was so strong that it was almost suffocating.

The mountain gate was destroyed and the main hall collapsed.

Ruins and broken walls can be seen everywhere, and corpses are everywhere.

The bodies were all intact, and not even any wounds were visible on the surface.

It's just that the seven orifices bleed, and it seems that they all died from internal injuries.

A woman, barefoot, holding a guqin in her arms, resembles the most popular Oiran of the Lou Boat Painting Boat.

She always kept a smile on her bewitching face, but there was chagrin and anger in her eyes that couldn't be hidden!

"Would you rather die than surrender?"

The woman's jade feet are extremely beautiful, and even make people have the urge to play with it.

It's just that such a jade foot that seems to be soft and boneless, but it stepped on the chest of a muscular man.

“…… Ancestral remains...... It has not been recovered, Xuantian Sect ...... Never born. ”

Burst!!!!

Jade Foot stepped on it fiercely, bursting out with terrifying power completely different from the soft appearance.

This man is an elder of the Xuantian Sect, and he has transformed into the fifth rank of the God Realm.

If he broke out with all his strength, with Xuantian Sect's secret assassination technique, he would be able to leapfrog and kill at least a strong person in the Dao realm.

Even so, he was still trampled by a woman and his chest was dented, his internal organs were torn apart, and his bones were shattered!

The man was trampled to death in an instant!

The huge pain made him look hideous before he died.

So much so that the man's entire face fell off.

"Transfiguration?" The anger in the eyes of the Holy Lord of Miao Yin was even stronger.

She originally thought that the man at her feet should be the direct bloodline of Jing Invincible, the head of Xuantian Sect and the strongest ranger assassin in history.

As a result, it turned out to be a stand-in?

"Where's Jing Invincible?!" She retorted.

It's a pity that the dead can't speak.

In the Xuantian Sect, there is not a single living person left.

The Holy Lord of Miao Yin counted the corpses, a total of 711 corpses.

But according to the information collected by the Pure Land, there should be 712 people in Xuantian Sect.

Jing Wushu fled?!

In the face of the vast mountains, the person who is hiding is like a drop in the ocean, how can he still find it?

"Damn!"

"Qingyun Sect has gained nothing, and Xuantian Sect would rather die than surrender!"

"What the hell are these stupid people insisting on?!"

The mood of the Holy Lord of Miao Yin has never been so bad.

She personally came to the door to solicit it, and was rejected twice in a day in a row?

On this trip to the mountains of Nanling, the Holy Lord of Miaoyin once boasted to the Holy Lord of Yaoguang that he wanted to invite strange people to serve the Pure Land and strengthen the momentum of the Pure Land's founding!

As a result, he returned empty-handed?

The Holy Lord of Miao Yin was angry, but he was helpless.

Xuantian Sect was full of corpses all over the mountains, and she was not in the mood to continue to stay here.

The woman raised her feet and was just about to leave.

Hiss......

The sound of satin tearing?

She lowered her head, and found that one of the skirts of her heaven-level first-grade neon dress was torn.

How is this done?!

The strongest head and elder of the Xuantian Sect were just a group of cultivators in the Transformation Realm.

The heaven-level first-grade treasure clothes were actually damaged under their attacks?

"Abominable !!!!!!!!!"

The heaven-level spirit treasure was damaged and extremely difficult to repair.

Even if the sewing is successful, it will greatly affect the appearance!

Do you want her to be a dignified Pure Land Holy Lord, and she actually wants to wear a patched dress?

"I want you to die without a whole body!"

The Holy Lord of Miaoyin's eyes were bloodshot, and his hands were plucking the strings like crazy.

The Heavenly Demon Qin makes a crazy sound!

Suddenly, the mountains and rocks collapsed, the earth trembled, and there was a faint sign of collapse?

Thundered!!!!!!!!!!!!

After a loud sound of the sky collapsing, the mountain range where the Xuantian Sect was located completely ceased to exist!

The mountain streams and valleys in this area were buried by the collapsed mountains.

Everyone in the Xuantian Sect except for Jing Invincible was buried in the ground.

Air.

The Holy Lord of Miao Yin looked at his 'masterpiece' and still felt puzzled.

At this moment, she even wanted to bulldoze the Qingyun Sect as well.

But she remembered that the mysterious Yin Xiu was no match for him.

"When we see each other in the future, I will ask the eldest sister to take action and kill him to relieve my anger!"

……

…………

Qingyun Sect, halfway up the mountain.

Fan Li and Lu Fubao were packing up their things, all of which were miscellaneous items for daily life.

After the Miaoyin Holy Lord, Fan Li became the great benefactor of the Qingyun Sect.

This thatched house on the mountainside leaks rain in summer and wind in winter, so it is obviously not suitable for entertaining benefactors.

Yu Shenzi strongly requested that Fan Li's 'couple' move to live in the side hall of the sect.

"Husband, there was an earthquake just now?" Lu Fubao asked.

Fan Li looked at Lu Fubao, and then at Ling Xiao, who was waiting outside the house.

"Ahem...... I think so. ”

The heart is so careful, I still remember pretending to be husband and wife in front of outsiders.

"Both."

"The earthquake seems to be in the direction of Xuantian Sect."

Ling Xiao was full of smiles, and his attitude was many times more respectful than before.

He witnessed Fan Li's 'defeat' of the Miaoyin Holy Lord, and he also completely believed Lu Fubao's earlier statement: Before Fan Li was injured, he was very strong!

The strength is not as good as others, but it is favored by others.

Ling Xiao didn't dare to despise Fan Li anymore, and completely dispelled the delusion about Lu Fubao.

"Are there any earthquakes around here?" Fan Li asked curiously.

"No, no, no!" Ling Xiao hurriedly shook his head. "It has been more than 1,000 years since the founding of the Honshu, and there has never been a record of an earthquake. Xuantian Sect is only a few dozen miles away from the main sect, and he has never heard of an earthquake. ”

Fan Li frowned, and said in his heart that this was not good news.

It's not a natural disaster, I'm afraid it's a man-made disaster.

After simply packing up some daily necessities, the three of them will go up the mountain.

Lu Fubao was suddenly surprised: "Look, there seems to be a dead man over there?!" ”

Really.

In the direction of her finger, a man covered in blood and tattered clothes was lying on his back in the dirt beside the mountain road.

When the three of them approached, Ling Xiao was surprised first: "The head of Xuantian Sect, Jing is invincible!?" ”

This is a character on a par with the Jade God Son!

I just saw it a few days ago, how did I become so embarrassed?

"Husband, what do you think?" Lu Fubao asked in a low voice.

Fan Li wanted to laugh.

Why does he think that Lu Fubao's shouting 'husband' is becoming more and more pleasant?

"Ling Xiao Zhenren, do you think he can still be saved?" Fan Li asked.

"This ......" Ling Xiao was very embarrassed.

Qingyun Sect and Xuantian Sect have been neighbors for thousands of years, but they are evil neighbors, often fighting, and there is almost no friendship at all.

But as a healer, Ling Xiao has not forgotten the rules of the Qingyun Sect.

He stepped forward to investigate, and found that Jing Wushu still had a breath of air.

"There is still salvation!" Ling Xiao nodded, but said again: "But the injury is too serious, only the master can save it." ”

So, Jing Wushu was carried up the mountain.

Qingyun Sect.

The main hall of the sect.

Jing Wushu was placed on a bamboo bed, and the blood stains on his body had been washed away.

Yu Shenzi stood beside the bed with an expressionless face, took one hundred and eight silver needles, and pierced them into the acupuncture points around Jing Wuving's body.

"He was struck by the sound of the Holy Lord's harp."

Hearing what the Jade Divine Son said, Fan Li's eyes turned cold.

This is definitely bad news!

Did the Holy Lord of Miaoyin make a move against Xuantian Sect?

Looking at Jing Invincible's injuries, the rest of the elders and disciples of the Xuantian Sect were probably hanging.

This woman seems to have come to sabotage her mission!

"The old way can save him." Jade Shenzi said, looking pained.

"Senior, is there any problem?" Fan Li wondered.

Jing is invincible and can still be saved, this is good news.

Jade Shenzi sighed.

"Where do you want to go on the old road for consultation fees and medicine fees?"

"A group of poor ghosts in Xuantian Sect, even if they sell Jing Wuving, they are not as valuable as the old Taoist medicine treasure, alas, ......"

(End of chapter)