"What?!" As soon as these words came out, it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and all the monks who didn't know, whether it was the Qingyun Sect, the family, the scattered cultivators, etc., all had a thick look of surprise on their faces when they heard the words.

Those monks who dared to fight with the demon cultivators, the powerful monks were okay, at most they were just surprised by this matter, but those monks who were used to hiding behind the scenes, being good at intrigues and tricks, letting others go up to fight, and then secretly plundering the benefits, their faces couldn't help but change, and they looked extremely ugly.

On power and strategy, on shouting slogans, on competing for interests, they are good hands, not to mention bullying and concealment, even impostors can do it, but if they are doing real things, fighting, one of them counts as one, and they all have to kneel!

Let them run thousands of miles to attack the Xuanyin Gate in the middle of the night, isn't this asking for their old lives, their status is noble, they should coordinate the overall situation in the rear, and it should be the work of those fools who work hard!

No, you can't go to war tonight!

The thought popped into their minds.

"Ancestor, isn't it too hasty to start a war tonight? If you are not careful, you are afraid that something big will happen! ”

"Yes, Patriarch, we can mobilize the whole army to participate in the war tomorrow, why rush at this time!"

"Ancestor, after the last war, I was seriously injured and did not recover, but it was okay to go to the battlefield, I am afraid that I will drag the sect back!"

Suddenly, there were one after another opposition in the field, among which the lords of the small forces of all parties, the elders of the sect in charge of the sect, shouted extremely fiercely.

And Qingyang Zhenjun, who was standing in mid-air, looking at the noisy crowd below him, and the opposition one after another, saw that his face was expressionless, but he couldn't help sneering in his heart.

He has lived for hundreds of years and is in charge of the sect, how could he not see the inner thoughts of the people who are clamoring under him, but this is exactly what he intended.

Although he had been breaking through in retreat before, after the previous sect war, he naturally knew that most of the people gathered in the field now were people who were hiding in the rear as much as possible in the previous war, regardless of the overall situation and only caring about saving their lives.

These people did not work or contribute during the war, but once the war was over, they began to actively jump out to fight for power and profit, grab credit, and even persecute the sect loyalty.

But speaking of it, it's really a mockery, those loyal, heroic, and kind monks died in the confrontation with the demon cultivators, and in the defense of the Qingyun Sect, they didn't even have their family disciples left, while those who were cowardly, cowardly, and treacherous, but they relied on people who only cared about themselves, but they were able to survive by luck, and instead stole the fruits of victory.

Maybe they thought that for the sake of post-war governance and the so-called overall situation, Qingyang Zhenjun would finally compromise with them, after all, the bottom always needs people to manage.

However, Lin Chen suggested to Qingyang Zhenjun that all these people and their family members and disciples should be put into the counterattack, let them die directly in the Xuanyin Sect, and then change the management mode of the sect in the future, so that those with outstanding functional power can take the position.

Although this post-war rule may fall into a period of emptiness, but in the absence of external enemies, the Qingyun Sect that has lost these moths will definitely develop better in the future, even if it is inevitable to fight for power and profit sooner or later, it is better than letting a group of moths steal the fruits of victory.

Although Senior Brother Lin's suggestion is more ruthless, these people, it is better to die than to live! Qingyang Zhenjun looked down, his gaze cold.

In the face of the noisy crowd, he didn't say much, but his body suddenly permeated with a vast, terrifying, huge power like a mountain, which was brilliantly pressed down from the sky, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, like covering the sky and the sun!

At this moment, the faces of all the monks in the hall suddenly changed drastically.

Because at this moment, they only felt that in mid-air, there seemed to be a giant beast, its eyes like a full moon, its sharp teeth like a blade, looking down at themselves without saying a word, as if looking at a small ant under the roadside.

in the sky, on the ground, in the souls of all living beings...... This terrifying beast seemed to be projecting the power of infinite destruction above all the heads of everyone from the heavens, and endless despair and fear completely enveloped everyone present!

So fearful, so desperate, as if the other party only needs to exhale lightly, he can let himself die without a place to be buried!

At this moment, everyone was shocked in place!

The Yuanying-level cultivators, not only in terms of destructive power, but also at the life level, far surpassed these low-level cultivators, and the former was just coercive, and they couldn't resist it!

"As I said, all the monks in our hall will gather at the time of tonight and rush thousands of miles to attack the Xuanyin Gate! Does anyone have an opinion on this?! ”

Qingyang Zhenjun's face was expressionless, but the deterrence and determination contained in his tone made those opponents in the audience tremble, and they couldn't say a word anymore.

For a moment, there was silence.

Seeing this, Qingyang Zhenjun sneered, stretched out his hand, and a stream of spiritual light flew out of his sleeve.

And this spiritual light flew out, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into huge building ships, and appeared steadily in the open space on the side.

These buildings are about dozens of zhang long, nearly ten zhang wide, and five or six zhang high. The entire hull of the ship is made of cyan green wood, and wonderful sigils are carved on it.

There are also countless vines growing on it, forming a variety of spiritual plants such as transsonic flowers, hyacinths, and dandelions.

"Everyone, board!" The cold voice echoed in the heavens and the earth, and many people's hearts trembled, and they couldn't stop cursing in their hearts, but they didn't dare to show even the slightest look on their faces, so they could only obediently line up and get on the boat one after another.

"What a damn bitch, if they could resist a bit, I might have looked up and knelt so fast!" Looking at this scene, beside Lin Chen, there was a sneer from Zhang Zhiming.

As the top figure in the future of Qingyun Sect, he is a real high-level, and he really has no good impression of these guys who are sneaking and tricking and will only damage the interests of the sect.

"If they had that courage, why would they have come to this point, they would have stood out a long time ago and become a generation of romantic figures, and they are expected to be Jindan." Lin Chen responded lightly.

"...... said Also. Zhang Zhiming nodded approvingly, but then looked at Lin Chen and said softly, "But then again, this time the attack on Xuanyin has a lot of danger after all, and I hope that Lin ...... Brother, be careful! ”

This attack is to steal the house, but it is impossible to get out of the nest, and someone must be left behind.

The formation of Tianzhen people stayed because they could perform the magic image, and with Zhang Zhiming as the leader, Xu Mengyun and other elders who had suffered a lot of heavy losses in the previous war also stayed, with them, and then relying on the formation of the sect, even if the Shura clone attacked, it could be supported to the rescue.

"I will, the drama here of the sect, remember to play it well." Lin Chen nodded, and then turned into a spiritual light and flew down on it, and Zhang Mengyao, Zhang Hao and others also followed.

Soon, one after another brilliant spiritual light lit up from the flying boats, accompanied by a huge sound of breaking wind, they took off into the air one after another, and successively performed invisibility techniques in the night.

Then, taking advantage of the dark moon and high wind, he flew up to the clouds of the nine days and rushed straight to the mountain gate of Xuanyin Gate!

"Hope everything goes well." Xu Mengyun looked at the flying Qingyun Flying Boat, a trace of worry flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she muttered in her mouth.

"That's nature." Zhang Zhiming replied without hesitation, "Victory belongs to us!" ”

Xu Mengyun didn't reply, but looked at the Qingyun Flying Boat that rose into the sky and gradually disappeared into the night, and couldn't help but sigh lightly, and there was an inexplicable gloom in her expression.

However, whether it was the monks who stayed behind, or Lin Chen and the others who were running thousands of miles, what they didn't notice was that with the departure of the flying boat, a figure also quietly followed.

(End of chapter)