"Enemy attack!" shouted the talisman who was in charge of the sentry station, waking everyone up. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Han Feng was so shocked that he couldn't take a break, so he quickly stood up, stretched out his hand and wiped it on his waist, and immediately a few more talismans appeared in his hand, all of which were three-grade attack talismans and bursts of rune light.

"Don't panic, it's your own people!"

At this moment, Wu Dayan's voice spread, and everyone's beating hearts fell back slightly.

Han Feng was a little surprised, hurriedly walked out of the cave, and looked up to see that there were already a large number of monks standing outside with the sword, their clothes were exactly those of the Sanye Gate, and they were also the disciples of the Sword Spirit Peak, all of them were the worst masters of the Qi Reservoir Perfection, and the two in front of them were actually the powerhouses of the Guiyuan Realm, standing in the air, and their bodies were like floating.

Wu Dayan was talking in front of the two of them at this moment, not knowing what to say, in short, Wu Dayan's expression became more and more serious, as if something big had happened.

After a while, he suddenly turned around and said to everyone: "Everyone clean up, let's rush back to the sect immediately, if there are disciples who have not recovered and are not yet able to fly with the sword, you can let the fellow disciples of the Sword Spirit Peak take you on a ride, and we will leave for back after ten breaths!"

Everyone was slightly startled, and some people were puzzled, and shouted up: "Senior Brother Wu, is something wrong? Why are you in such a hurry to let us rush back!"

"The Guiyun Sect was jointly launched by the Hundred Beast Sect, the Five Elements Sect and the Imperial Spirit Sect a few days ago, and the disciples of the whole sect suffered heavy casualties, just today the mountain gate was broken, and the turtle has already retreated back to their inner gate area, and now we need urgent support, especially the support of your group of talismans, now I understand!" A Guiyuan Realm powerhouse of Sword Spirit Peak did not wait for Wu Dayan to answer, and said first.

"That's right, so don't be sluggish, hurry up and pack your things and hurry up!" Wu Dayan took over and shouted.

Everyone understood, Guiyun Sect is next to the three-leaf gate, the relationship is not bad, if they are really destroyed, the three-leaf gate will not have a good life, so the high-level of the sect will urgently take them back.

"Then why don't you use the teleportation circle in Laocheng to send us back?" someone muttered in a low voice when he had nothing to pack.

Wu Dayan's ears were at the tip of his ear, and he immediately glared at the outer disciple and scolded: "If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense! Using a teleportation circle costs a lot, and it was just a matter of time for us to go back, so why use the teleportation circle so wastefully! Who would have thought that the group of grandsons of the Guiyun Sect would be defeated so quickly, and some of their fellow sects had already gathered on the side of the teleportation circle inside our sect, just waiting for us to go back and teleport over together!"

When everyone heard this, they came over completely, but they were a little nervous about the follow-up support work, after all, it was a war!

It's just that they have been raising soldiers for a thousand days, and as disciples of the sect, they don't have the slightest choice, so they can only clean up their things silently and quickly, and then follow the monks of Sword Spirit Peak and rush back to the Sanye Gate overnight.

Fortunately, this area belongs to the territory of the Sanye Gate, they are moving forward smoothly, and there are no accidents, of course, they are all on high alert, it is difficult to guarantee that the other three sects will not arrange people to ambush in this area in advance, so the Sanye Gate will specially arrange for the disciples of the Sword Spirit Peak to come and respond, just in case.

Along the way, some of the alien beast communities that they occasionally encountered were all wiped out by many masters of Sword Spirit Peak with thunderous means as soon as they appeared, and Han Feng and his group of talisman masters followed and obtained an unknown number of cores.

In the early morning of the next day, before the mist cleared and the sun had not yet risen, they had already returned to the three-leaf gate, and went straight to the inner gate area, and after more than half an hour, they came to a magnificent hall, which was similar to the teleportation circle in Laocheng, the same pyramid shape, the difference was that this one was even more huge, more than 100 zhang high and more than 100 zhang wide, towering on the wide square like a mountain, exuding an abyss-like atmosphere, like an ancient giant beast.

At this moment, there were already many people gathered in the open space outside this main hall, most of them were combatants, the disciples of the Hundred Battle Peak, the Sword Spirit Peak, and the Hundred Sword Hall were all there, gathered together, and there was a faint evil aura permeating the air.

Wu Dayan and his large group of people went straight there, Wu Dayan and the other two Guiyuan Realm powerhouses just nodded to the leaders of each peak and hall, and everyone didn't speak.

At this time, the door of the main hall suddenly opened, and a loud voice like thunder came from inside: "Come in!"

Wu Dayan and the others had straight faces, and they rushed in first, and the rest of the disciples also walked into it one after another.

Han Feng passed through a narrow passage, walked more than ten zhang and successfully entered a hall-like area, but in the middle there was a pillar eight or nine zhang thick standing tall, straight to the roof, dozens of zhang long, with dense runes painted on it, in fact, the three walls of the hall were also painted with complex lines, even if he was a rune master, he was dazzled and dizzy.

"Let's all go up to the center turntable!" the loud voice sounded again, but everyone couldn't notice his location, as if the voice had appeared out of nowhere.

Everyone was slightly startled, but they did not hesitate, and stepped on a thirty or forty zhang wide turntable connected to the giant pillar in the center, which was still covered with runes, colorful, faintly shiny, beautiful, just looking at it for a long time will make people feel dizzy and nauseated.

Han Feng followed behind everyone and silently walked up to the turntable, standing on the edge, and it didn't take long for everyone to walk on it, just at this moment, the turntable suddenly lit up, forming a layer of light curtain on the periphery, and branching out a bubble-like light film to envelop everyone on it.

Han Feng only felt a sense of coldness, but it was fleeting, and then there was no discomfort.

At this moment, the turntable rotated at an irregular speed, faster and faster, but the people on it were not thrown out, only a little dizziness appeared, and the scene outside the turntable became blurred, as if it became a line, and then it became a dot, and finally it became pitch black all around.

Han Feng felt a strange fluctuation surging, his body seemed to pass through a membrane, time seemed to stand still at this moment, I don't know how long it took, it seemed like an instant, like eternity, chaotic, ambiguous.

"Buzz ......"

A fierce and sharp sound sounded without warning, Han Feng felt a burst of nausea, and hurriedly ran the True Qi to dispel it, and it took a while to recover, but at this time, there were points of light around him, and then lines emerged, and the last scene appeared in front of his eyes.

Suddenly, he reappeared in a large hall, standing with the others on a turntable, but it was a third smaller.