The rest of the monks who were still in the big array couldn't help but shrink back, and many of them turned their heads one after another, not wanting to see Chang Ling's next tragic situation.

These days have passed, they should have been numb a long time ago, and what hope was there?

It hurts so much.

Chang Ling was in a hurry, and left his position without authorization on the way to the operation of the large array.

Although I didn't get to the place where I would be attacked, I still suffered a backlash.

However, it is only a backlash in the process of formation operation.

The Heavenly Dao Oath did not work.

After a long while, Chang Ling slowly got up and took several steps forward.

Clumsy like a child in the mortal world who has just learned to walk.

"The Heavenly Oath is gone. Chang Ling said with a little choked up.

Such an almost inaudible sigh was keenly captured by the monks present.

They looked at Chang Ling, who was still intact, in astonishment.

His movements involuntarily stopped.

For a while, countless monks in a huge area of land spat blood.

Although they had endured such a huge backlash, each of them had a smile on their faces that could not be concealed.

For the first time, I knew that I could be so happy to endure the backlash of the formation.

Most of the monks simply sat directly on the ground, completely ignoring the image of the previous immortal wind bone, and constantly wiped the tears on their faces with their sleeves.

survived.

At this time, Chang Ling was constantly calling for the falling moon in the sea of knowledge, and she had never received any messages from him since she felt the falling moon come back.

saved the lives of these people, but what price did the moon pay?

Chang Ling was very worried.

In the end, Ah Bi couldn't stand it anymore, and said: "Lord Luoyue is very seriously injured, and he still needs something to nourish his soul to take care of it, after being seriously injured, he should now close his consciousness, and you won't receive a response if you tell him now." ”

Are you seriously injured?

Chang Ling took out all the elixirs about the divine soul in the storage magic weapon at once, and piled them all up beside Luoyue, and the pieces of medicinal herbs that should have been taken orally were squeezed out of the juice by her extremely wasteful and forcibly dripped into the light ball in her mind.

Looking at Chang Ling's movements, Ah Bi didn't say anything to stop him.

Although any monk who sees this has to marvel at the waste, this method is indeed effective.

Maybe ten, one hundredth of the medicinal power will flow into the broken soul of the falling moon.

Chang Ling was busy for a while, until he was in a trance in front of his eyes—it was a manifestation of the great consumption of divine soul power.

The ups and downs between today's emotions and the backlash from forcibly leaving the formation, Chang Ling's state was already very bad.

and used the divine soul to forcibly deal with those spirit grasses for the falling moon, and it was all up to her mind that she had not fainted until now.

Chang Ling's spirit stopped, and like all the other monks here, she collapsed to the ground without heeding her image.

This good news came too suddenly, and Chang Ling still had a strong sense of unreality.

She couldn't help but wonder if she was still suffering from the torture of the Nine Heavens Demon Punishment Array, which was actually an illusion conjured up by the black mist in the sea of consciousness.

Such a good and comfortable, she didn't want to leave at all.

But the pleasure didn't last long.

A few streamers streaked by, and a team of white-clothed monks appeared in mid-air.

The leader is the kind-looking head of Yuanhuamen.

Seeing such a face full of compassion again, everyone couldn't help but feel a little angry.

It was under this man's high-sounding words that they were forced to form a heavenly oath and suffered the torture of these days.

If it weren't for the monks who cared about his Yuan Infant Realm, they wouldn't have just glared at him.

Some of the monks with fast brains couldn't help but cower at the back of the crowd.

The Heavenly Dao Oath was inexplicably canceled.

What does this mean.

It means that they can all live, move freely, and leave the gathering place of Yuanhuamen.

They will definitely expose such evil deeds as Yuanhuamen, and see how embarrassed they will be to be the head of the righteous sect in the world in the future.

So what will Yuanhuamen do.

The best way, of course, is to kill them on the spot.

The people standing behind the head of the sect are also Jindan Realm monks.

Will they really survive?

The head of the sect looked around at the standing monk, sighed softly, and then bent down and bowed deeply.

"Fellow Daoists, I'm sorry. ”

In front of such a powerful demon clan that was about to endanger the entire continent, they also had to establish such a formation, and use a little means to make these people stand in it willingly.

After the demon clan was cut down by a sword, they also thought about stopping this formation, but it was obviously the original will at that time that did not allow it.

In order to communicate with the Origin Will, he Yuanhua Sect also spent several spiritual treasures and the vast majority of the mind of a Yuanying Realm cultivator.

I did my best.

No need to think about it, anyone knows that after these monks leave the gathering place today, they will definitely expose and spread the behavior of Yuanhuamen, and they don't know what kind of danger awaits him in the future.

However, Yuanhuamen is the right way after all.

When the news of the disappearance of the Heavenly Dao Oath was first transmitted by Feng Si to the head of the sect, the head of the sect was also stunned for a short time.

At that moment, he also saw clearly what was at stake.

Previously, they tricked people into entering the formation and passively accepted the Heavenly Dao Oath, which could be said to be for the sake of the common people in the world and for the Tianxuan Continent.

But now, if you take action against those people again, it will be for Yuanhuamen's own selfishness.

There is no one in the righteous sect who acts like this.

The head of the sect quickly made the decision to compensate each of the 'surviving' monks, and then let them move freely.

What happened before, it is true that they did not do it kindly, and they should be criticized and punished.

As soon as the head of the sect finished speaking, and was about to continue with them about the compensation provided by Yuanhua Gate, an angry voice seemed to come from the sky.

"Shameless boy, take your life!"

A somewhat messy black figure sped in this direction.

It turned out to be the Heavenly Killing Demon Lord with a vicissitudes of face.

By the way, he was also in the Nine Heavens Demon Punishment Array before, because Chang Ling was not in the same plate as him, and he hadn't seen each other these days, so he must have been miserable.

Like Chang Ling, a Demon Cultivator of the Heavenly Killing Demon Monarch, a Demon Cultivator of the Yuan Infant Realm, naturally couldn't swallow this breath.

At the mountain gate of this Yuanhua Gate, the head of the gate did not dare to fight with him with all his might, otherwise he would blow himself up, and I was afraid that the entire Yuanhua Gate would be blown up in half.

In order to appease his anger, the entire Yuanhua Sect must have to heed profusely once.

Before 'hemorrhage', the head of the sect must first be beaten by him to bleed.

So everyone present watched as the two figures, one black and one white, were entangled together, and the power that erupted between one move and one style made everyone shrink a little.

The reason why it hasn't dispersed yet is probably to see how the head of the Yuanhua Sect was beaten.

The sharp-eyed Chang Ling saw another black shadow galloping across the sky.

It was the extremely pale face of the regent.

He glanced at Chang Ling in the crowd, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

If it weren't for the fact that Seyu's smile was really weird, Chang Ling was afraid that he would really have a little joy of reuniting with old friends.

After suddenly experiencing the great joy and sorrow between life and death, Chang Ling's gaze on everything seemed to have changed.

Everything seems to be starting to look good.

It's good to be alive.

Even if you don't have any purpose or vision, just living is already a good thing.

The 'struggle' between the Heavenly Killing Demon Lord and the head of the Yuanhua Sect did not last long, and soon the smoke in the air dissipated, revealing the Heavenly Killing Demon Monarch who was gasping for breath, and the head of the sect who looked very embarrassed.

The snow-white hair had been scattered, the white beard on the chin had been pulled off, a large bald piece, the robe was stained with a large patch of blood, and the ring on his hand was broken several times......

Looking at his appearance, everyone standing couldn't help but feel a little better.

Although they didn't fight it personally, they were still very happy.

Finally, the depression in the chest of the Heavenly Slayer Demon Lord calmed down, and he stood aside with his arms crossed, watching the head of the Yuanhua Sect clear his throat and speak.

"What I have done in Yuanhuamen, we don't deny it, I didn't expect the Nine Heavens Demon Punishment Array to bring you such a huge harm, Yuanhuamen decided to take out ten top-grade spirit stones for each Daoist friend of the Condensing Realm, and one hundred high-grade spirit stones for each Jindan Realm monk as compensation, and everyone will also get a token of Yuanhuamen, you can ask Yuanhuamen to do one thing for you, which is equivalent to your realm, and does not violate morality and does not harm heaven and reason. ”

As the words of the head of the house were spoken little by little, the people who were still angry and noisy gradually calmed down.

The expressions on their faces gradually replaced by astonishment and joy.

Someone in the crowd tentatively spoke: "Then I want to join Yuanhuamen, can I?"

The head of the sect nodded and said, "If you want to join my Yuanhua Sect, you can directly become a disciple of the inner sect, live in the mountain gate, practice the exercises in charge of the sect, and enjoy a fixed share of the spirit stone pill every year." ”

The joy on the faces of the crowd was even greater.

For a while, the voices that wanted to join Yuanhuamen came and went.

It seemed that they had forgotten that a moment ago, they were still cursing Yuanhuamen loudly through gritted teeth.

Chang Ling stood in the crowd and looked at this farce coldly.

In the end, there are not many people who choose to take the spirit stone and token and turn around and leave like her.

Many of those who turned around wanted to leave this place to the descendants of the family.

It seems that no one will mourn the pain of the past, and no one will cry out for the loss of their lives under this great array.

After all, in addition to the people who participated in the formation, the Yuanhua Sect also compensated the various family sects, and everyone who was alive was 'full of money' and was so happy.

Human life, especially the lives of others, is truly the most worthless and insignificant thing.

Presumably, when they walk out of this gathering place in the future, they and their family sects will only praise the Yuanhua Sect and become more solid vassals.

After all, those who survived and were able to take charge of the family sect in the future all benefited from the Yuanhua Sect.

This is what their colleagues, relatives, and elders have bought with their lives.

Chang Ling dragged his tired body and slowly walked back to his small courtyard.

Angrily, he threw the spirit stones and tokens given by Yuanhua Gate to the ground at once.

The extremely bright high-grade spirit stone, under the illumination of the sun, reflects the colorful light, dazzling tight.

Chang Ling felt a little out of breath.

The compensation given to the Jiang family was soon sent to this humble courtyard.

Jiang Ying looked at those high-grade spirit stones that he had never seen before, and he couldn't even close his mouth for a while.

Everyone understands the truth that no merit is not punished.

With reddened eyes, he ran over to check on Chang Ling's condition.

"I'm fine. Chang Ling replied a little dryly.

The concern in the young man's eyes did not seem to be fake.

The young man's sincere and warm emotions made her cold body feel a little warm.

There will always be people who care about the dead monks, it may be their old mothers, young children, weak wives......

They cry and want justice for their families, but nothing comes of it.

............

Chang Ling didn't dare to think about it anymore.

She reluctantly raised her finger and pointed to the spirit stones and tokens scattered all over the place, and said, "Those are all yours, that token, you can ask Yuanhuamen to do something that is not excessive, most people choose to directly become Yuanhuamen's inner disciples through it." ”、

Jiang Ying asked tentatively: "Senior Chang, is it the Yuanhua Sect that bullied you?" It must be my Jiang family's involvement, and when I am diligent in cultivation in the future, I will definitely seek justice for my seniors." ”

Although his voice is extremely childish, it is unparalleled firmness and warmth.

Chang Ling nodded heavily.

Justice doesn't need others to get it back for her, but the evil deeds that Yuanhuamen has done can't be easily buried like this.

Thinking of the falling moon that had turned into a 'unconscious' light cluster in the sea of consciousness, Chang Ling couldn't help but tighten his teeth again.

After barely calming her thoughts, she walked briskly back to her room, hurriedly sat down cross-legged, swallowed the blood clotting grass, and began to regain her state.

Obviously, he was just a minor cultivator in the Condensing Realm, but he already wanted to seek justice from two behemoths like the Cultivation Realm.

The medicinal power of the blood coagulation herb dissolved in Chang Ling's body.

The bones and damaged meridians that had been broken by the backlash were reconnected little by little under the powerful medicinal power, but the severe pain could not make Chang Ling make any sound.

The physical, tolerable pain was too insignificant for her.

After retrieving a life, Chang Ling could no longer be indifferent to the raging magic spirit.