At the beginning of the morning light, the entire Xuantian Sword Sect was reflected red.

In the Taiyuan side hall, everyone has been drinking for three days and three nights.

At first, it was just Chu Siniang, Daozhen, and Zhang Biyao who were drinking, and then the sect masters were also forcibly invited by Daozhen and the four to drink together.

It can be described as pushing the cup and changing the lamp, each expressing its own thoughts.

Halfway through, the four of Daozhen were ready to take advantage of the chaos to leave, but Chu Siniang couldn't get drunk no matter how much she drank, her eyes were sharp-eyed and her hands were quick, and she dragged them to death, and the masters of the various sects who didn't know how to do it also followed to persuade them to drink.

The sky has changed outside, Da Luo may be about to return soon, and the future of everyone is unknown, which is a good opportunity to drink away from sorrow.

This made the four of them very embarrassed.

"What should I do?" Zhang Biyao's voice is subtle and true.

Dao Zhen didn't pay attention to it, but suddenly looked at Chu Siniang, and his voice was cold: "Little junior sister, the master is not here, the senior brother is in charge of a sect, if a disciple of the sect makes a mistake, can he have the right to punish?"

There was a sudden silence in all directions.

The sect masters looked at the two of them in unison.

Chu Siniang laughed dryly: "I don't know what Senior Brother means by this?"

"Smack!"

Dao Zhen suddenly smashed the wine jar in his hand, and sat cross-legged with the golden knife of the big horse, condescendingly, narrowing his eyes, and his face was gloomy: "What is Xin Zhuo doing? What is Ling Jianfeng doing? Are you doing the opposite? How about this position of head of the sect now let Yu Xinzhuo go?"

Chu Siniang's face changed slightly: "Please forgive Senior Sister for being stupid and not knowing what Senior Brother means."

Dao Zhen sneered, "Why don't you and I go to the inner hall of the sect to have a look?"

Chu Siniang stood up reluctantly, her face cloudy.

Dao Zhen also stood up solemnly, and angrily reprimanded: "Chu Siniang, you are really becoming more and more disagreeable, Xin Zhuo is not the head of the sect yet, how can you trespass into the inner hall of the head of the sect and disturb the ancestral spiritual position? Tell me, what does he want to do?"

Chu Siniang was speechless for a while.

Dao Zhen clenched his fists around him, and said in a deep voice: "The young master of this sect is Xin Zhuo, his virtue is not worthy, his mind is vicious, he has relied on his superb realm in the past, and killed the disciples of each sect in the forbidden land, and now he has deceived the master and tried to mutiny to seize the position of the master, this son is not right, when the position of the young master is removed, today the old man wants to clean up the door, and please be a witness!"

With such a big hat covered, not only did the sect masters sober up and their faces changed slightly, but Chu Siniang's face also changed greatly, she really didn't think that Senior Brother Dao would completely tear her face.

Frankly speaking, the Dao Zhen realm is profound, and the force is extremely high, and his own gag may be able to stop him for a while, but once the other party moves the real character, he is only six or seven heavens in the Lingtai, how to resist?

……

Teach the inner sanctum.

Xin Zhuo sat cross-legged in the hall, his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat, and his whole body was extremely red.

It's been three days, and after countless sacrifices, Mochizuki Jing is desperately trying to replenish Yuehua......

Intensive martial arts, exercises, true qi, and realm are grabbed by the brain, but these things are too wasteful, if they can be operated slowly in normal times, what is most lacking now is time and Yuehua!

[The app that has been running stably for many years is comparable to the old version of the book-chasing artifact, which is used by old bookworms.]

The direction of the body's mind, Dharma and true qi and the direction of the meridians of "Fa Wu Tong Xuan" ......

This is a huge "project", which is time-consuming, laborious, and painstaking, and there is no room for error!

"It's still a little short, give me a few more hours, and the Hun Yuan Void Realm will be broken."

"No one must disturb you, Master, you must stop Daozhen!"

"Si Ying, those terrifying Yuanji masters, don't run back."

He thought silently in his heart.

……

"Big brother!"

In the Taiyuan side hall, the Dao Zhen momentum is like an abyss and the sea, not to mention the Lingtai realm, it is the Hun Yuan Void Martial Artist, but I am afraid that there are few people who are his opponents, and they are about to leave to go to the inner hall of the sect.

Chu Siniang was out of the way, and suddenly put the sword on her neck, and said with a resolute face: "Let me ask you, how much have I paid for the sect with Qingfeng over the years? How many disciples of my Sword Peak died for the sake of the sect? Although Zhuo'er has some small means, he is pure and kind-hearted, and he has saved the eighteen sects and dangers several times, and it is impossible to do anything that damages the sect!

What he is doing now is also to get back what he deserves, you have a grudge against Bai Zong's death, I know, but you must not touch my disciple!

Otherwise, I will die here, and when my father and husband come out, how can you really explain it?"

"This ......"

The sect masters of the various sects looked at each other, their brows tightened, and they didn't know how to express their attitude, after all, it was a family affair of the Xuantian Sword Sect, but it was just that Chu Siniang was looking for death and life like this, what was Xin Zhuo doing?

Dao Zhen put his hands behind his back, looked directly at Chu Siniang, and sneered: "Senior sister, don't forget, you were brought up by me, your cultivation was taught by me, I know you better than Liu Qingfeng, you have no will to die in your eyes, and if Xin Zhuo dies, I have countless ways to explain to Shizun and Senior Brother Liu!"

The body jumped, and when he reached the air, he looked in the direction of the inner hall of the sect, his face was full of meanness, and his voice was like thunder: "Shaft, you deceive people too much, do you really think everyone is a fool? If I don't wait for the 77th Sacrifice Day, I will rely on your little means?"

……

The sun was rising and the sky was blue.

Chen Changsheng and Nie Shenghuan had been standing under the "Jing" stele for three days, and they found that this stele left by the master of the Xuantian Sword Sect did indeed have a calming effect.

It's just that today, I can't be quiet for some reason.

"What's wrong?" Nie Shenghuan's long hair was wet with dew, sticking to his fair cheeks, and his brows were tightly locked.

Chen Changsheng said, "Is it the Xuantian Sword Sect's guard change these days? Martial law?"

Nie Shenghuan shook his head: "Obviously not!"

Chen Changsheng said, "It was Elder Chu Siniang who invited the four sect masters to drink, no, it was the sect masters who drank together? Drank it for three whole days?"

Nie Shenghuan still shook his head: "No!"

Chen Changsheng said, "Is it that Xin Zhuo didn't appear for three days after entering the ruins?"

Nie Shenghuan continued to shake his head: "No! Our minds can't always revolve around Xin Zhuo, if we are not as good as him, we will be inferior to him, and sooner or later, I will fight him again!"

"That's ......"

Chen Changsheng lowered his head and thought, his heartbeat suddenly became faster and faster.

At this moment, Wu Yingyue flashed from outside the mountain gate, there was no blood on her face, and even her steps were a little staggering, obviously her mind was completely confused, which was almost impossible for a Lingtai realm martial artist, even if she was defeated by Xin Zhuo in the forbidden land, she had never done it.

Here it comes! What could it be?

Chen Changsheng's chest beat at great speed.

Wu Yingyue looked at the two of them, and her tone trembled: "Eighteen sects...... Except for the Xuantian Sword Sect, which has been shattered, all the disciples have died tragically, and the old ancestors have retreated and do not know where to go, and now only three hundred people have fled, and they have arrived at the Tianmen Mountain in front!"

Chen Changsheng's faces changed drastically, and he said urgently, "Why is this happening? What happened?"

Wu Yingyue shook her head: "I don't know, it's said to be three ......."

Before he finished speaking, a monstrous sound suddenly came from the direction of Tianmen Mountain in front of him, and dense screams and scolding also came.

Immediately after that, three paths appeared in the sky, like a flood

A beast-like figure.

A young man with messy hair and like a fool grinned widely, and his voice was like a bell, spreading in all directions: "The eighteen sects are all destroyed, only the Xuantian Sword Sect is left, you can come out and die!"

Another fat young man with a big belly and a tall physique smiled and said, "Yuqing! I heard that your name has been changed to Xin Zhuo? Practicing here? Hahaha, isn't this a traitor? Hurry up and come out and destroy the eighteen sects with us, ***this group of *** miscellaneous pieces!"