At the mountain gate of the Chilin Sect, the disciples of the Chilin Sect who were pressed by the black pressure gathered into a large army, which was horizontally covered with the periphery of the mountain gate.

Their faces were solemn one by one, and some of the formal disciples didn't even have a low-grade spirit weapon because they hadn't reached the realm of spirit martial artists, but they also held the sword made of Fan Tie tightly, and their eyes were full of unyielding and firmness, although some people's bodies trembled slightly, and cold sweat of fear oozed from their foreheads, they still stood here with their chests straight.

In front of the huge army like a tide, it was the high-ranking of the Chilin Sect, whether it was the red-haired Sect Master Tianyuan, or other battle elders, Law Enforcement Hall elders, and Refining Weapon Hall elders, all gathered here.

"Elders, I'm sorry, the Chilin Sect has dragged you down. The red-haired Sect Master Tianqi rode on a majestic red horse, turned his head to the elders, and said apologetically.

There were as many as fifty or sixty elders in the Chilin Sect, but at the critical moment, almost none of them escaped.

Even if a very small number of people have the intention of escaping, they dare not escape, for the spirit warrior, life is very important, but dignity and face are equally important.

As a high-ranking member of the Chilin Sect, enjoying the rights and resources brought to them by the Chilin Sect, if he escapes, which sect will accept him in the future, and how much ridicule and humiliation will he endure?

People who can become elders have the lowest level of cultivation and are also sixth-level spirit martial artists, if they don't have a firm mind and the courage to dare to face danger, they can't become strong, because, in the process of cultivation, when facing the dangerous three or four small tribulations, six or seven small tribulations, if they don't have the courage to break through the cultivation, their meridians will be exhausted long ago, and they will even die.

Embarking on the path of cultivation and becoming an elder of a sect, everyone has experienced life and death and danger.

Hearing the words of the red-haired sect master Tianyuan, a middle-aged man on the left who was full of anger and crazy eyes grinned and laughed: "The sect master is polite, Li Xiudao is called a madman, how can he be afraid of death? If my Chilin Sect is destroyed today, it will be my glory to die with the sect master!"

He was the new Elder of the Battle Hall of the Chilin Sect, Li Xiudao, and the supreme spiritual weapon "Ice Cold Sword" refined by the elders of the Refining Hall under the guidance of Yin Lan was given to him.

In the entire Chilin Sect, his combat power can rank in the forefront, he used to be only a seventh-level spirit martial artist, and he has a combat power comparable to that of an eighth-level spirit martial artist, and after having the best spiritual weapon "Ice Cold Sword", even a ninth-level spirit martial artist can give it a go.

When the red-haired sect leader Tianyuan heard Li Xiudao's words, he was full of pride and laughed: "It is also my glory to be born with you." ”

After saying this, Tian Yuan turned his head violently, and shouted at the disciples of the Chilin Sect who were black behind him, and roared with a wild voice blessed with spiritual power: "All the good sons and daughters of the Chilin Sect, this is the place where we fight, this is the place where we guard, here, maybe it will be the place where we are buried!"

"We will be afraid, but we will not give in, use our last breath, tell them, here...... It's the Chilin Sect!"

Roar!

All the disciples of the Chilin Sect were shocked, their blood was boiling, they waved the weapons in their hands, and shouted loudly, their voices pierced the sky.

At this moment, where the ground meets the sky in the distance, an army of black ants appeared.

The army came like a tidal wave, mighty, getting closer and closer, and at a glance, there was no end in sight.

"It's coming!" The red-haired Sect Master's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he was dressed in a battle armor glowing with black light, which was extremely cold under the sunlight.

Whoa!

Countless armies of spirit warriors stopped hundreds of meters away.

A loud shout resounded through the sky, rolling in—

"Sect Master of Tianyuan, our three sects, Bailing Sect, Longshan Pavilion, and Qingming Sect, have joined forces, and we will not be caught yet!"

It was the voice of Nie Hongtao, the sect leader of the White Spirit.

"A group of shameless people, tearing up the sectarian agreement of the Qinglan Country, secretly colluding and wanting to harm my Chilin Sect, since the three major sects have gathered, they still want to say these heart-attacking nonsense to hit the morale of my Chilin Sect, and they are bad!" Tianyuan responded loudly with a disdainful tone, and at the same time stretched out his palm, and suddenly in the scabbard hanging next to the saddle, a long sword with a whole body as crystal as white snow slowly came out of its sheath, exuding strong fluctuations, and was suspended on the side of Tianyuan.

This is Tianyuan's natal craftsman, the Lingxue Sword, although it is only a low-grade craftsman, but in the hands of Tianjian, who is a spiritual cultivator, it has amazing power.

In the distance, the strength of the three major sects was like a tidal wave, which was three times that of the Chilin Sect, and their morale was majestic, far surpassing that of the Chilin Sect.

At the front, there are the sect masters of the three major sects, Nie Hongtao, who is wearing cyan metal battle armor, is in the center, and on the left hand side is the Longshan Pavilion Master, an old man in gold armor with a huge silver earring in his left ear, holding a craftsman in the shape of a big knife.

On Nie Hongtao's right hand side was the sect master of the Qingming Sect, with an indifferent expression, a red and white battle armor, and a giant axe craftsman.

These three people are second-level spiritual cultivators, and they all have craftsmanships in their hands, and any one of them is stronger than the Heavenly Circle who only has the cultivation of first-level spiritual cultivators.

Nie Hongtao promised heavy benefits to these two sect masters, and after he escaped from the Baiyun guests in the Night Shadow Forest, and the death of his own Supreme Elder Zhang Long, he said that he had moved these two major sects.

Another spiritual cultivator of their respective sects was recruited to the Night Shadow Forest, and they didn't know if they would be able to survive in the future, if in the end, the white cloud guest of the Chilin Sect saved his life, and the spiritual cultivators of their two sects could not come back alive, then the Chilin Sect, the weakest of the four major sects in the north before, would become the strongest force of the four major sects in the north, and they would naturally be willing to join forces to carve up the big cake of the Chilin Sect.

The Longshan Pavilion Master wearing silver earrings on his left hand, he slowly stroked the sharp and cold edge of the big knife with his fingers, his eyes stared at the mountain gate of the Chilin Sect in the distance, and he shouted softly: "Sect Master Nie, attack directly, and then step on the Chilin Sect!"

Another Qingming Sect Sect Master with an indifferent expression opened his mouth to second: "Kill the past, don't talk nonsense." ”

"Okay!" Nie Hongtao's eyes froze, and he turned to the Bai Lingzong army behind and shouted, "Charge!"

The other two also gave orders to the armies of their respective sects.

At the mountain gate of the Chilin Sect, many disciples looked at the surging army, and some of them clenched their palms with weapons, and they had already oozed a cold sweat.

The pressure is so huge that people are a little breathless.

"Kill!"

Seeing that the enemy was moving, the red-haired sect master Tian Yuan, who was at the forefront, roared angrily and took the lead in riding his horse and rushing out!

The rest of the elders followed.

The disciples of the Chilin Sect roared and shouted, and they all rushed out.

The monstrous war spirit and the resolute death will fill this piece of heaven and earth.

Qiu Ning, who was dressed in white, was stunned in place for a few seconds after countless disciples rushed out beside him, his cold eyes closed slightly on his scarred face, and Yin Lan's appearance appeared in his mind, two lines of crystal tears slipped down from the corners of his eyes, and he muttered to himself: "Maybe this is the will of heaven, I can't catch up with you in this life, it's difficult to walk side by side with you, and I'll see you again in the next life." ”

Swish!

Holding the iron sword tightly, Qiu Ning, who was dressed in white, stepped out and rushed out.

At this time, a few hundred meters outside the mountain gate of the Chilin Sect, a figure rushing quickly, jumped down and appeared on a hillside.

"It's not good, we're already fighting together!" As soon as Yin Lan climbed the hillside, he looked at the mountain gate of the Chilin Sect in the distance, where the two unequal forces were fighting each other, and there was a faint sound of slashing and killing in his ears, and his face suddenly changed.

He crossed thousands of miles from Wolf Smoke City and hurried to this side, but he didn't expect it to be too late.

"Sister Qiu Ning, Sister Yuxuan, don't have anything, don't have anything......" Yin Lan's heart sank more and more, and his fists clenched tightly.

Most of the people in the Chilin Sect live or die, he can not care, but Qiu Ning and Lin Yuxuan can't have anything to do no matter what, otherwise Yin Lan is afraid that he will fall into eternal guilt and self-blame.

In the previous life, there was no such thing as the three major sects besieging the Chilin Sect, but in this life, Yin Lan's rebirth changed everything, and the trajectory of history has quietly undergone many changes.

Swish!

Yin Lan shrugged his shoulders suddenly, and the black impact gun he was carrying behind him was suddenly thrown forward, Yin Lan stepped out at the same time, stretched out his hand and grabbed the black impact gun in the air, and rushed towards the gate of the Chilin Sect.

On the battlefield, the bloody wind and rain, the sound of swords and screams filled the audience, after all, the disciples of the Chilin Sect were weak, and they were completely suppressed by the armies of the three major sects, and they were killed and wounded, and almost in just a few minutes, dozens of disciples of the Chilin Sect died.

The fighting was extremely fierce.

"Die!" Sect Master Tianyuan, who was wearing white battle armor, had hideous eyes, rode his horse and rushed to kill in the battlefield, his long red hair fluttered wantonly, and the long sword that was as crystal as snow in his hand swung suddenly, and an extremely long arc-shaped sword qi shot out, cutting off dozens of disciples of the three major sects, and blood was sprinkled all over the battlefield.

But his heart was getting lower and lower, and there was a desolate look of grief and death in his eyes.

The more disciples of the Chilin Sect were slaughtered, the heavier his grief became, and his heart was like a drop of blood.

These good sons and daughters of the Chilin Sect, with parents, wives, and maybe heirs, really shouldn't accompany the Chilin Sect to death.

"Drink!" Although he had the white armor of the Divine Power Gang Qi around his body, and the blood could not stain the red sky, his eyes were already red, and every time he swung his sword, he carried a crazy killing intent.

"Tianyuan, take your life!"

"Bai Yunke, that old mongrel caused my sect Elder Taishang to die in the Night Shadow Forest, so use your life to pay tribute to Elder Taishang's spirit in the sky!"

Two figures exuding a terrifying momentum swept across the battlefield of 100 meters in the air and swooped towards the sky.

It was Nie Hongtao, who was holding the craftsman's long sword, and the Longshan Pavilion Master who was holding the craftsman's sword!

Nie Hongtao raised his head suddenly, looked at the two figures with red eyes, and slapped his palm on the horse's back, catching up with the two figures!

Since the Chilin Sect is going to be destroyed today, as the sect master, he should take the lead.

The other sect master of the Qingming Sect was holding a giant axe and flying into the place where the elders of the Chilin Sect were fighting, preparing to deal with these high-level leaders of the Chilin Sect who were the most powerful except for Tianyuan.

On the other side of the battlefield.

Lin Yuxuan, who was dressed in purple, held a long sword spirit weapon with a blue handle and a white blade, and suddenly saw a touch of white among the countless fighting figures.

It's Qiu Ning!

She hurriedly slashed and killed a disciple of the White Spirit Sect in front of her, and her beautiful face was splashed with a puff of bright red blood, and before she had time to erase it, she ran towards the white-clothed Qiu Ning.

"Ouch!" Lin Yuxuan slashed out with a sword, cutting the throat of an enemy who was about to cut Qiu Ning, and suddenly pulled Qiu Ning back a few steps, her beautiful eyes glared at Qiu Ning and shouted angrily: "Why didn't you go back to Chilin City!"

"You didn't go back either. Qiu Ning had a blood-red wound on her shoulder, staining her white clothes red, and the severe pain made her brow frown slightly, and she replied coldly.

Her strength is too weak, she is only a third-level apprentice, and in such a battlefield, she will die faster than others.

"I'm a third-level spirit martial artist, what kind of fun are you doing with an apprentice, don't die!"

Lin Yuxuan pulled Qiu Ning to retreat a few steps again, and suddenly Qiu Ning broke free of her arm, her voice was very calm: "I am an apprentice, but I am also a disciple of the Chilin Sect." ”

Lin Yuxuan was angry and angry, and shouted at her: "You are crazy! Yin Lan can't save you every time, the Chilin Sect will be destroyed today, and no one can save you, if you die, Yin Lan will be sad!"

Qiu Ning's cold face smiled, and said softly: "I'm a disfigured person, and I'm still an apprentice, and I deserve to die." ”

Suddenly—

"A big beauty, an ugly monster, haha, you all die together!" A rough voice with crazy killing intent came, Lin Yuxuan looked up suddenly, and saw a strong man with a height of two meters, covered in blood, revealing a thick evil aura, striding towards them.

All the disciples of the Chilin Sect who were standing in front of this strong man were all slashed in two by the two giant axes in his hands, and a series of bright red blood soared.

"Oh no, fifth-level spirit martial artist!" Lin Yuxuan's pupils shrank, and her pretty face instantly turned pale.

At this time, Qiu Ning violently pushed Lin Yuxuan away, and rushed towards the strong man alone with an iron sword.

"Qiu Ning!" Lin Yuxuan stumbled back a few steps, looked up, and suddenly exclaimed.

Qiu Ning's scarred face, there was already a will to die, a sword stabbed at the strong man holding the giant axe in both hands, and with a "bell", Qiu Ning's iron sword stabbed the strong man's protective qi with all his strength, and it was directly broken into two, and even the strong man's skin was not cut.

"Ugly monster, look for death, uncle will turn you into minced meat today!" the strong man laughed fiercely, raised his double axe, and slashed down on Qiu Ning's shoulders on both sides!

Qiu Ning, who was dressed in white, let go of the iron sword in his hand as soon as he let go, closed his eyes slightly, and waited for death to come.

Rumble!

The deafening sound rang in Qiu Ning's ears.

Qiu Ning opened his eyes suddenly, and saw that the two-meter-tall strong man had become a headless body, and the blood in his chest cavity was spurting three meters high from the headless neck!

As if feeling something, Qiu Ning turned her head sharply to look behind her.

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