Grief, depression, heaviness.

100 years of death knell!

At this moment, the inner disciples of the Taixu Sword Sect, no matter who they were, all changed their expressions greatly the moment they heard this death knell ring, no matter what they were doing, their bodies trembled, and they all rushed out without any hesitation.

Even if there is a big matter, he does not dare to delay the slightest at this moment, because once the death knell of the hundred years sounds, it means that the head of the Taixu Sword Sect or the sect master will pass away.

Boom, boom, countless figures roared over, heading straight to the Law Enforcement Hall, looking around, there were three thousand disciples in the entire Taixu Sword Sect, and these people couldn't see a few on weekdays, but now they all appeared.

In the thousands of buildings and thousands of palaces in the Law Enforcement Hall, everyone panicked.

Is the head of the throne or the suzerain dead?

The death knell is over the law enforcement hall, and no one is there?

At this moment, whether it was the third deputy of the Law Enforcement Hall or the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall, they all rushed out for the first time.

When the heads of the peaks of the Taixu Sword Sect heard the bell, their hearts were full of grief and they heard the news.

The family that was attached to the Taixu Sword Sect and the ancestors who had cultivated to a high level also felt it, and they sent representatives to the Taixu Sword Sect one after another.

At this moment, both inside and outside the Taixu Sword Sect were full of grief.

"Changxi, the battle is a bit big later, you better go to your sleeve to observe first, and I will call you out when you need to. ”

Gu Xiaoqi watched countless figures roaring towards him, and raised his long sleeves, he was really worried that the appearance of so many people at once would scare the hell, especially those demons.

"Hmm!"

When he performed alone, he didn't need his cooperation. When he needs to perform, his master will naturally arrange it.

Stygian nodded and slipped into his sleeve.

At the foot of the Taixu Sword Sect, the peaks where the outer disciples are located.

"Bells!"

"Where is the bell before dawn?"

"Could it be that something happened to the Void Sword Sect?"

The bell rang in the middle of the night.

Even if you can't feel the sadness of the bell, you know that something big must have happened.

The outer disciples rushed out of the building one by one, all looking in the direction of the inner door, tears flowing from the corners of their eyes.

Now.

In a candlelit room, it was a different story.

The outer disciples who had been following the rest of the world had been anxious all night, and suddenly, as soon as the bell rang, several people were so frightened that they knelt on the ground.

"It's over, it's time to die. ”

Several people knelt, their bodies limped, and they collapsed on the ground.

I don't know how long it has been, it's like purgatory for 10,000 years.

A paper kite flew through the window, flapped its wings, and slowly spoke: "This is the death knell of a hundred years!"

"Centennial death knell?"

"Knell?"

Ring the death knell for his disciple, how important is this disciple to him, how can he let go of the person who killed his disciple when this disciple dies?

As soon as several people heard the word death knell, their hearts were cold, and their faces were like ashes.

They worked hard, traveled thousands of miles to come to the Taixu Sword Sect, and finally became outer disciples through layers of selection, but before they had time to go back to the glory of the ancestors, they became scapegoats and died unjustly.

Several people gritted their teeth and burst into tears.

"Cry!"

"What are you crying about, it has nothing to do with that!"

There was a thunderous anger from the mouth of the paper kite, which frightened several people to move back again and again.

It took a few people to react in the middle of the ring.

"Brother Er, it has nothing to do with that, what do you mean?"

Several people climbed up to the paper kite, wiped away their tears, and asked nervously.

"Ring the death knell for the true disciples?"

"What is his breath?"

"Ring the death knell for him, he will not have such glory in this life and in the next. ”

As soon as he mentioned the longevity of the underworld, Wang Er thought of the sentence when he left after being injured by the Taigu Huang Zhong: "Wow, the senior brother is so fierce, he vomits blood and vomits so much, the longevity is really willing to bow down, and he is ashamed!"

The anger in his heart exploded instantly.

"And what does this 100-year death knell mean?"

Several people sobbed and palpitated.

The paper kite calmed down for a while before slowly speaking, bit by bit, explaining in detail.

As soon as several people heard this explanation, they naturally understood that the hundred-year-old death knell was not sounded for his long breath, and their hearts were also a little more stable.

Suddenly.

One of them had a hideous face and exclaimed, "Will it be like that senior brother who obtained important information and saved the entire sect a hundred years ago?" ”

If yes, then he died, and naturally the death knell would be sounded!

Naturally, there is no chance that they will survive.

As soon as the man said this, the fear that the rest of the people had just retracted suddenly rose to the Tianling Gai again, and they all stared at the paper kite, their hearts trembling.

"Hahaha, the Immortal Breath saved the sect?"

"It's ridiculous. ”

"In the past few decades, the sect has continued to grow, and it is no longer what it used to be, which sect that does not open its mind is looking for death to provoke the Taixu Sword Sect! Not to mention what ability he has to rest for a long time. ”

"Escape, rely on the armor, call for help?"

"Don't look at his cowardice, and save the sect? let alone save the sect, he can't even save himself. ”

The paper kite laughed, and her mood was much more relaxed.

"If you don't have such an ability, will it be Uncle Xiaoqi who has died. ”

The other couldn't help but ask, with a smile on his face.

His master has passed away, how many people still care about one of his disciples? This matter will certainly not cause too much turmoil, and even if it is investigated, it may not be able to get to the bottom of it.

In this way, when the time comes, if you confess before Wang Er, won't you be exempted from the death penalty?

When several people heard the man's words, they couldn't help but think about it, and their hearts were extremely expectant, and their eyes brightened a little.

Smack!

The paper kite snapped in fright, fell violently, and was about to land before flapping its wings and flying again, while constantly looking, scared to the extreme, and only then did it whisper: "You don't want to live anymore." ”

Once the death knell of the hundred-year bell sounds, it means that the head of the Taixu Sword Sect or the sect master has passed away. But who knows if it is the throne or the sect master, or which one is in charge, which has not yet been announced, and he is just here to speak?

How could they say such a rebellious thing as the throne or the death of the sect master, let alone the sinful body of killing the disciples of the true lineage.

Wang Er was really taken aback, and his heart was even more resolute, if these people were spared from that incident, he would never have any dealings with them in the future, it was really that these people had no city government and no mouth, and it was too easy to cause trouble.

"Okay, don't think about it, what to do, I'm going to go right away. ”

All the inner disciples were present, but he didn't arrive, the consequences were probably unimaginable, Wang Er was not a fool, how could he not know, but he was worried that these people would be confused when they heard the death knell, so he gave them a reassurance pill in advance.

The paper kite staggered and turned to ashes with a chirp.

Several people looked at the ashes on the ground for a long time, until there was no change, and then they raised their heads, you look at me, I look at you.

Suddenly, one person gritted his teeth and dared to whisper: "Do you think it will be Uncle Xiaoqi!"

Be quiet.

Unusually quiet in the room.

Needle drops can be heard.

But everyone had such a hopeful look on their faces.