At this moment, Chen Qingwan, Mo Yu, Cao Qiji and others were waiting, and Sima Yuanfu appeared.

They all breathed a sigh of relief, and Sima Yuanyu's eyebrows moved slightly, "What's wrong?"

Mo Yu looked at Sima Yuan carefully, "Peak Master, today is the day of the burial of the head of the family." ”

Sima Yuan was surprised, "Isn't it four days later?"

Chen Qingwan frowned and said, "It has been five days since the junior brother returned to the sect, and the Qinghong sects have already arrived, and the other two sect heads are waiting in the outer hall. Don't delay too long. ”

Sima Yuan's eyes showed amazement and abruptness, and he said, "I see."

Immediately, when he was about to go, Cao Qiji and Mo Yu said in unison, "Wait!"

Sima Yuan turned his head, and Cao Qiji said in a deep voice, "Senior brother should change his clothes."

Sima Yuan glanced at them, they were all plain clothes and white coats, and then looked at their own light purple and gold, which was indeed inappropriate.

Immediately, the green mist on his body shrouded him, and when it dispersed, he walked out wearing a plain white robe.

His sleeves fluttered, and he bowed his head and said, "Let's go."

They followed him out of the apse.

As soon as the party arrived at the front hall, nearly two hundred eyes fell on him.

Sima Yuan also raised his eyes, and when he saw the first person, Sima Yuan seemed to be surprised.

The plain-clothed figure in the first place on the left stood silently, and the slightly emaciated figure seemed to be a little pale, and when Sima Yuan looked at it, he also raised his eyes.

Sima Yuan stepped forward quickly, and when he was about to salute, a sentence came from his ear, "Yuan'er doesn't need to be polite, and there is no need to be polite in the future." ”

That person was Xu Zhimei who returned to the Silent Hidden Peak.

Looking at its breath, it is unfathomable and majestic.

It's like stepping into the real world.

Sima Yuan glanced at Chen Qingwan, who was in the ranks, and she smiled.

He naturally knew that this was the senior sister who specially invited his wife to shock him, and Sima Yuan's heart suddenly warmed.

There is a kind of person who can always pay silently behind it, without asking for anything in return, without regrets.

Sima Yuan stopped when he heard this, nodded lightly at Xu Zhimei, and greeted him.

Then the Taishang Elder Zhuge Xun stood proudly on his right, standing side by side with Xu Zhimei, as if he was fighting against each other.

After the two of them, Chen Qingwan, Cao Qiji, Wang Zhao, Ye Qingjie, Zhuge Yan and Zhu Mao and other elder pavilion masters were all included.

After the ranks, there are new powerful figures such as Mo Yu, Shen Yuan, Wang Lan, Zhuge Wuchang, Pei Yunxiao, etc.

Followed by the Peak Master of the Purple Sky Peaks, the New Peak Master outside the Sect and others.

All of them are wearing vegetarian and plain robes.

The huge Zixiao Hall is actually a little crowded, which can be called a gathering of heroes.

It's just that the Zixiao Hall is not what it used to be, and it has long been a matter of people.

Many heroes have either died in internal strife, or buried in conquest, or are in pursuit and fleeing.

However, today's Zixiao Sect is not only not to be underestimated, but is becoming more and more solemn and awe-inspiring.

Not to mention that there are still more than ten Jin Dan in the whole faction, and only Xu Zhimei and Zhuge Xun can sweep half of Qinghong with the combat power of Xu Zhimei and Zhuge Xun.

Not to mention that there are seven town guards such as the Qilin, the Golden Eagle, the Heavenly Phoenix and the Yuan Turtle overlooking the West Underworld, who dares to underestimate it?

At this moment, above the Zixiao Peaks, the Qinghong factions were silent, such as Huo Shaoyang, the master of the Imperial Sword Gate, led Ye Lu, Chen Guan and others to sit in the Sword Peak Sword Pavilion and looked up into the distance.

Wu Hao, the sect leader of the Martial Saint Sect, led Ouyang Xuanting, Shangguan Badao and others to settle on the Punishment Peak and stood proudly on the peak.

The rest, such as the Holy Sword Pavilion, the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, and the Xingchen Sword Sect, settled near the Sword Peak, but the Huanxi Temple, the Yin Yang Sect, and others were close to the foot of the Xing Peak, and their expressions were very uneasy.

As for the Flying Feather Gate, Ning Bi Palace, and Qingyan Sect that had recently joined the Zixiao Sect, the Cangwu Peak was full of flying geese, blue feathers, green sparrows, iron-winged lone eagles and many other flying birds, and there were also three sect disciples on the ground who were secretly competing with each other.

The three factions were helpless, it was really the Zixiao Party that was not too eager for spirit beasts, as if it was dispensable.

In Zixiao's eyes, the three sects of beast control were far less important than the Spirit Beast Pavilion in the past.

When the Spirit Beast Pavilion was first conquered, it was liquidated by Zixiao afterwards because they all participated in the war to a greater or lesser extent, and there was no intention of pursuing it except for the previous master of the sect and the people who participated in the war were killed.

Except for the Sun Moon Altar Juzong that went crazy and desperately resisted and killed the disciples of the Zixiao Sect for some reason, but the three sects of them were not hit too hard.

Zixiao's attitude made the three factions breathe a sigh of relief, and it also made them uneasy.

However, I heard that the Feiyu Gate voluntarily voted under the Zixiao Gate and regarded itself as a Taoist temple, which surprised the other two factions.

When the three factions gathered again, they had a good look at the new master Du Jing

ridiculed and mocked, and accused Sang of scolding Huaidi several times and scolding him for deceiving his teachers and destroying his ancestors and turning his back on the sect.

However, due to the disciples of the Sword Peak and the Law Enforcement Hall who were patrolling the peaks, they did not make a move.

Moreover, outside the Zixiao Mountain Gate, thousands of feet in the sky, there is a vast qi machine Gu Luo patrolling, and the low-altitude true transmission disciples are circling and flying, which can be called heavily guarded.

At this time, all the peaks looked at Zixiao Peak.

It wasn't until half an hour that a deep voice came from Zixiao Palace, "Congratulations to the master!"

In the Zixiao Hall, everyone solemnly shouted, "Congratulations to the master!"

Subsequently, under the attention of all factions, Sima Yuan, Chen Qingwan, Zhuge Wuchang and Zhu Mao carried the coffin out and walked up empty.

Immediately rising, jumping over the Zixiao Hall and rising to the top of the Zixiao Peak.

In this world, the nearly 30,000 disciples of the Zixiao Peaks all said solemnly, "Congratulations to the real person in charge!"

The sound is as mighty as a rainbow, spreading hundreds of miles inside and outside the purple sky.

As soon as the words fell, above the peaks, the solemn voices of all the factions were heard again, "Congratulations to Master Ji!!"

The sound breaks through the sky to the top of the clouds.

At the top of Zixiao Peak, everyone walked silently.

The coffins on the shoulders of the four moved slowly, as if they were walking on the ground.

And at this time, just when the peaks were silent, the purple sky was silent, and the coffin was about to fall, a rampant laughter sounded,

"Are the Zixiao faction so incompetent and mediocre? The enemy is close to him, and instead of taking revenge, he is going to carry out some kind of burial ceremony?

When these words fell, the entire Zixiao fell silent.

There was no sound coming out, and it was silent.

Under the horror of the various factions, they clearly felt that there seemed to be a bleak aura of slaughter quietly condensing in the air.

Silent and terrifying, cold and intimidating.

Nearly a thousand miles of Zixiao were silent, and the thirty thousand Zixiao disciples raised their heads in unison, looked at the peak, and waited for the order.

The disciples of all the sects glanced at each other, and they all saw the horror and horror in each other's eyes.

Sword Peak Sword Pavilion, Imperial Sword Gate Chen Guan and Ye Lu glanced at each other, silent.

Ye Lu's eyes were complicated, and he said astringently, "I'm afraid I can't be good today."

Chen Guan's eyes were solemn, his breath was cloudy, and his fingers were sweating.

Everyone in the pavilion looked at the figure in front of them, waiting for instructions.

After Huo Shaoyang of the Imperial Sword Sect was silent for a moment, he said slowly, "Immediately send a message to the sect and inform the three Supreme Elders, prepare for war!"

The crowd was horrified and did not speak for a long time.

Xingfeng, on the Law Enforcement Palace, everyone in the Martial Saint Sect was silent.

Ouyang Xuanting's eyes were gloomy, his eyes were full of anger, and his breath was rough.

Shangguan Badao's eyes were worried, and he glanced at the top of Zixiao Peak with a worried gaze.

Everyone raised their eyes to look at the majestic figure in front of them.

Wu Hao raised his head to look out of Zixiao, "Tell a few old guys that it's time to come out and move." ”

The disciples of the Martial Saint Sect shook in unison, their eyes shocked with surprise.

Among the various factions, someone whispered, "The Zixiao faction at this moment is a group of crazy people, who dares to provoke them?"

Someone said quietly, "If the previous Zixiao is a powder keg, it is still in cold silence, and it is still peaceful. At this moment, under the stimulation of that sound, it ignited instantly, just waiting for the peak of Zixiao Peak to throw it out. ”

The old man on the side muttered to himself, "This barrel of gunpowder is enough to burn all the three states of the Western Netherworld."

Someone looked at him from afar and sighed lightly, "These evil sect cubs have never really understood the Zixiao Sect."

The same drooping old figure, trembling and being supported out, his eyes were cloudy, and his voice was hoarse, "The prosperity of the sky, who is competing?"

Many of the people present immediately changed color, as if some frightened images sounded in their minds.

Is Qinghong's No. 1 title really that simple?

At this time, outside the Zixiao Sect, several vast auras were hovering outside, and a single Zixiao had three major guards, including the White Tiger, the Qilin and the Golden Eagle, and before several mighty auras on the opposite side, a figure with a sneer on his face spoke again:

"Uncle Ji was killed by the high priest of my Divine Palace at night, such a vulnerable waste head can actually get the worship of your master and the people, and there are a few congratulatory voices, tsk, even a certain family is ashamed of you, it's really funny in the world, it's a big joke in the world, hahaha. ”

His eyes were sarcastic, and he said disdainfully, "This time, seeing that your Zixiao faction is so lively, I wanted to play with you and others, but I was so cowardly that I didn't even dare to go out, it's really a shame, even I feel ashamed for the dead master." ”

He pointed at Zixiao almost insultingly, "Look at you, tens of thousands of people are blocked at the door of Lao Tzu like a mute, and they don't dare to say a word." Even if 30,000 pigs are reprimanded by me, they will snort a few times

But what about you? are all pretending to be deaf and dumb?"

Several voices reached the Zixiao Sect, which was almost a hundred miles clear and could be heard for thousands of miles.

The disciples of all the sects retreated in unison, clearly sensing that the Zixiao disciples on their sides were all bloodshot, and the madness and bloody aura in their eyes were enough to break through the sky.

They all looked at the top of Zixiao Peak, and there was more than anger and hatred in their eyes at this time.

At this moment, the air was almost stagnant, the sound of the wind was directly stopped, and the sound of the leaves was still.

Suddenly, one after another resolute, crazy, indifferent, and violent momentum rushed into the sky one after another.

No one can stop it, and no one dares to stop it.

Such a momentum can kill the enemy, destroy the door, and punish the sky!

In this way, under the gaze of all the people and the attention of all factions, the clouds and mist on the top of Zixiao Peak dispersed, revealing the true face of Lushan.

At this moment, the Lord of the Peaks and the elders were full of anger and trembled.

At this moment, the eyes of the lord of the palace were cold, and his robe shook and rattled.

More than 100 figures trembled, as if a monstrous anger was about to erupt.

At this moment, Mo Yu, Shen Yuan, and Wang Lan had sword aura on their bodies, and the evil aura enveloped their bodies.

Zhuge Impermanence's shirt was torn, the feather fan on his head was half-open, and a breath that made Jin Dandu's heart palpitate was open.

Zhuge Yan's eyes were indifferent, and Yaru completely disappeared, so that his face was expressionless.

Cao Qiji and Wang Zhao were silent, and their breath shrank to the lowest, as if they were ready to go.

At this moment, the jade color on Chen Qingwan's waist was three feet out of the sheath, and the edge was exposed.

At this moment, even Xu Zhimei and Zhuge Xun put away their intention to resist, and their eyes were calm.

It is as calm as a cold autumn water, and the waves are not alarmed.

At this moment, they all looked at the young figure in front of them.

Waiting for his decision.

After he was silent for a while, he said slowly, "Send the head to the funeral first."

As soon as the words fell, the Zixiao faction was stunned when they heard the words.

For some reason, after these words fell, the entire Zixiao was surprisingly quiet, surprisingly silent, not the kind of silent silence before.

It's a kind of calm before the storm.

Thunder is coming!

Far from showing the slightest sign of relaxation, the people of the various factions became more and more short of breath, and their faces became more solemn and solemn.

It wasn't until half a quarter of an hour later that a thud fell to the ground from the top of Zixiao Peak.

A calm word sounded at the top of the peak, "All the peaks pay homage, and send the head of the family to the funeral!"

The 30,000 disciples silently bowed.

"Bye-bye!"

Zixiao bowed his head and bowed.

"Send!"

In an instant, 30,000 Dao laws dominated Zixiao.

Outside the sect, the owner of the gloomy and sympathetic voice saw this, and his pupils shrank.

At this time, Zixiao Zixiao fell into a dead silence.

It's like a crazy dead silence at the end.

A young plain voice sounded,

"Zixiao disciple listened to the order:

Passing on the edict of the Elder Pavilion, all my Zixiao disciples will immediately kill the people of the Divine Palace!"

"Edict, Zixiao's three main peaks, secondary peaks, secondary peaks, Zhen peaks, and Daoist temple disciples immediately hunt down and kill the disciples of the Divine Palace!"

"Spread the word to all the factions in the Qinghong Realm, whoever assists in killing the people of the Divine Palace, Zixiao will grant them the positions of deacon disciples, Dharma Protector Elders, and sect worshippers, and this order will take effect forever!"

"The Elder Pavilion decreed that whoever kills one of the Qi refining disciples of the Divine Palace can enter my Zixiao to receive a reward of a thousand Spirit Yuan Stones.

Kill one disciple of Zhuji, you can enter my Zixiao to choose the inner door exercises,

Kill Elder Jin Dan alone, and Zixiao will immediately crown him as the master of the seventy-two town peaks!"

The factions were shocked and cold.

It wasn't until after a breath that the young figure said slowly, "Kill Yuan Ying alone, and the position of Zixiao's deputy head is vacant!"

"The above edict will take effect immediately, and all disciples inside and outside Zixiao can be edicted!"

"The Divine Palace will not be extinguished for a day, and the edict will not be extinguished for a day!"

The hot air boiling in the chests of the disciples of the various sects was almost at its highest, and a loud shout suddenly burst out, "Where is the Zixiao disciple?"

Suddenly, above the peaks, 30,000 qi machines finally dispersed without reservation.

At the top of Zixiao Peak, nearly 100 Jindan elders and Zhuji True Qi Transmitters are implemented inside and outside Zixiao!

"Kill the enemy with me!!"

Immediately, a torrent gushed out of the purple sky!

If the flood opens, the tiger is out of the cage!

Outside the sect, everyone was terrified and trembling with horror.

The culprit's face immediately changed drastically, and he roared angrily,

"Escape !!"