The big black ship floated on the sea, and this big ship that could accommodate a thousand people was like a monster, staring coldly at Kunlun in the distance.

There are countless silent figures standing on the sea behind this big ship, these dense as a forest, there is no end in sight, most of them are scattered with completely different mana fluctuations, these people and the green-shirted feminine man on the ship do not know the identity of the gray-clothed man wrapped in thick mist, and most of them can only guess the origin of the other party from the mana fluctuations scattered by those people around them.

For some people, some mana fluctuations are not unfamiliar, and they can even be said to be familiar, and the people who come out of those mana fluctuations may be their old friends, or they may be their former enemies, but they are now all here for Kunlun, a common enemy.

These countless figures, which are as dense as a forest, with no end in sight, and make anyone who sees them feel extremely shocked, are all wearing a red robe.

These countless figures wearing identical red robes made the sea seem to spread out a huge red carpet, while the sea under the feet of these people was shaking and roaring because of countless different mana fluctuations. In the sky above them, dark clouds tumbled and stirred, as if to give birth to something terrible.

No one would have thought that such a huge force would be entangled in Wuxin.

Now those red figures on the sea behind the pitch-black ship no longer look like a group of cultivators, but like a huge army in the world.

With so many people gathered here, even if it is separated by thousands of miles from Kunlun's outermost roundabout, I am afraid that the people of Kunlun will already be aware on weekdays, and with Kunlun's strength, a powerful blow should have been dealt to these people a long time ago, just like the power of the catastrophe that just appeared on Kunlun's triple roundabout.

Kunlun also definitely has the strength to move such a powerful blow, which is very clear to both Kuang Wuxin and the green-shirted feminine man, Kunlun can come out with such a wide range of people with such powerful spells, and it is definitely not only the three people that Kuang Wuxin just said, even if Kuang Wuxin and others make a move, there is absolutely no guarantee that those red figures will not have a huge loss.

But until now, Kunlun has not been able to move such a blow, although most of those who infiltrated Kunlun's former triple roundabout at this moment should be dead. But there was no anger in the heart of the feminine man in the green shirt, and there was no dissatisfaction with the mysterious man in gray.

Although the green-shirted feminine man didn't expect that Huang Wushen would choose to directly give up the triple roundabout to kill those infiltrating forces, from such a decisive decision, the green-shirted man also felt that Huang Wushen was powerful and terrifying again... If Huang Wushen didn't give up on the triple roundabout, and they attacked, those infiltrating forces would be like poisonous snakes in the dark, causing Kunlun to suffer even greater losses. And although the green-shirted feminine man didn't think of this, he knew very well that it was impossible not to pay a certain price for being an enemy of a behemoth like Kunlun, and he was bound to pay a greater price.

Now although those infiltrating forces have been eradicated by Huang Wushen with such a thunderous means, the gray-shirted man seems to have calculated that Kunlun has not changed for too long, and the response in this case will inevitably be a little panicked.

Whether it is from the control of strength or the strong strength shown in the magic circle, the feminine man of the green mountain can be sure that this gray-shirted man is definitely not an ordinary person, his identity is probably not below him, and behind him, I am afraid that he also represents a powerful force, otherwise, even with the help of the people of the Great Freedom Palace, it is impossible for him to have so many materials for arranging the magic circle.

In addition to the gray-shirted man, another powerful force that the green-shirted feminine man could clearly feel came from the red Taoist robes worn by those people.

These red robes are not just a sign to distinguish them from Kunlun, those who wear them behind the pitch-black ship, densely packed, and spread across the entire sea, have a good protective ability, can eliminate part of the attack power of most spells, and can also spread a strong poison element through mana fluctuations, that kind of poison element is nothing to the green-shirted feminine man, but for some cultivators with low cultivation and weak magic protection, it can at least play a role in slowing down their bodies and reactions。

For ordinary cultivators, such a red Dao robe can already be regarded as a medium-sized magic weapon, and for some sects, it is not difficult to refine ten or even dozens of such magic weapons, but now there are thousands of such red Dao robes!

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At this time, the shock of the first few spells that enveloped the Kunlun Triple Roundabout had slowly disappeared in the hearts of many Kunlun disciples, but a cruel killing intent kept spreading from the Kunlun Triple Roundabout without any sound, and a faint uneasiness also permeated the hearts of many disciples who retreated from the outer Triple Roundabout to the Fourth Roundabout.

The disciples of the Mountain Patrol Division were under the orders of those mysterious and powerful gray-clothed disciples, and they wielded their due efficiency, but there were still many disciples who were not able to retreat to the fourth roundabout. Many of those people had been assassinated before the disciples of the Mountain Patrol Division found them, and many more were not where they should have been. In other words, these people were no longer in the triple roundabout of Kunlun at the beginning of the large-scale assassination, and the number of these people even accounted for 10% of the total number of people in the triple roundabout.

The number of disciples of this behemoth in Kunlun is extremely staggering, there are more than 20,000 Kunlun disciples in the entire nine-fold roundabout in Kunlun alone, and the total number of Kunlun disciples in the outer three-fold roundabout has reached more than 8,000, so it is only one percent that is more than 800 people, no matter where these people go, it is a shocking number.

At present, the more than 7,000 disciples evacuated from the outer triple roundabout and the 1,500 disciples from the fourth roundabout have all been assembled according to each division. And most of the people who suddenly took control of these divisions were those gray-shirted disciples who appeared from the eighth roundabout and exuded a gloomy and cold aura.

The Mountain Patrol Division and the Qing Division, who is responsible for delivering the news, have been united, and Long Tianzhan has suddenly appeared, including himself, there are only three directors of the Mountain Patrol Division, and in the outer triple roundabout, there should have been five directors of the Mountain Patrol Division, and the directors of the Qing Division are also three less. The one who took Kunlun Jue to control the Mountain Patrol Division and the Qing Division was a gray-shirted young man named Ming Twelve, and like Nangong Xiaoyan, all the disciples of the Mountain Patrol Division and the Qing Division, including Long Tianzhan, had never seen this gray-shirted young man, but they could all feel that this gray-shirted young man was cold and powerful.

"Let no one leave the fourth roundabout of Kunlun. And Ming Twelve, who controlled the Mountain Patrol Division and the Qing Division, immediately asked the Mountain Patrol Division and the Qing Division to pass on such information.

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"Why do you all have names like this?It doesn't sound like a name, but just a code name" On the square in front of a large hall, Nangong Xiaoyan's mouth was a little bitter, and after subconsciously licking his dry lips, Nangong Xiaoyan couldn't help but turn his head and ask Ming Seventeen beside him. Originally, he was not a person who talked much, in fact, he also knew that he shouldn't talk much in this situation, but looking at the triple roundabout with brutal killing intent, looking at the night sky that had become dark again, and looking at the disciples of the Sword Division who were gathering in front of him, if he didn't say anything, Nangong Xiaoyan always felt that he would be out of breath.

"The name was just a code name. Nangong Xiaoyan didn't think that Ming Seventeen would tell him very kindly, but to his surprise, after Ming Seventeen heard his words, he smiled slightly and explained: "The number behind our name is just according to the entry time, and there is no special intention. ”

"Then why are you all surnamed Ming?" Nangong Xiaoyan looked at the smiling Ming Seventeen, which made Ming Seventeen look a little optimistic, and this was also the first time that Nangong Xiaoyan clearly felt a temperament on Ming Seventeen's body that was completely different from his own dark aura.

"I don't know, everyone used to call it that, it probably doesn't make any special sense. Ming Qiqi thought about it, and then flashed a strange and complicated smile, "Maybe everyone has been in the dark for too long." ”

Nangong Xiaoyan was stunned and asked a question he had always wanted to ask: "How many of you are there?"

"There used to be more than two hundred, and now, there are only seventeen. Ming Qiqi glanced at Nangong Xiaoyan and said.

Nangong Xiaoyan was stunned, from Ming Seventeen's words, he felt that in Ming Seventeen, there must have been many unimaginable things in Ming Seventeen, but before he could say anything, Ming Seventeen had already raised his head slightly, his eyes passed through the endless darkness, and he threw himself into the distance outside Kunlun, "They are here." ”

"Is the situation unintentional?" Nangong Xiaoyan took a deep breath and looked at Ming Seventeen, but the question of facing Huang Wushen appeared in his heart, "Why did the master of the sect obviously expect him to do this, why didn't he deal with him earlier, and let him do such a thing." ”

"If you want to be in great order, you must first have great chaos. A sneering expression appeared on Ming Seventeen's face, and at this time, his whole body exuded that dark and cold aura, and the optimistic aura that appeared on him before was completely gone, "If you don't let him move, how can you know how many people are standing on the opposite side of the sect, and if you don't let him move, how can you involve these people?"

"Great governance must be preceded by great chaos.... ”

Nangong Xiaoyan stiffened slightly for the iron-blooded and cruel aura in Ming Seventeen's tone, and at this time he also noticed that Ming Seventeen did not say how many people stood on the opposite side of Kunlun, but how many people stood on the opposite side of the sect, but at this time he didn't have time to think about anything more. Because at this time, on the pitch-black sea in the extreme distance, countless points of twinkling starlight suddenly rose.

(ps: I'm at the train station now.,It's about to be a train at nine o'clock.,Originally, this chapter had to be written again.,The atmosphere is a little more mobilized.,But it's too late.。 If there is a place to charge the train, it is estimated that there will be an update tomorrow, and if not, the next update will be as soon as tomorrow night. Anyway, do your best, the Kunlun Chaos and the life and death of Luobei are also the most important double lines, and you can't be sloppy)