The head of the Heavenly Darkness glanced quietly at the dark place, and suddenly scolded the people in the enchantment with a face full of disdain.

"Qingling, you have the ability to hide in the enchantment and be a shrinking turtle for the rest of your life!"

"Our ancestors have been entangled, and as a result, none of you dare to come out, you are really cowardly, and the first sect is nothing more than that! I don't know if you sold your ancestors to seek glory in exchange for such a status!"

"When someone knocks on the door, they all cringe, what kind of ancient sword faction, it's better to call it a stealing faction!"

......

The abusive words made the hot-blooded men in the Ancient Sword Sect unable to help it.

"Master, the disciple is asking to go to battle to protect the reputation of my Ancient Sword Sect!" Shen Feiyu said suddenly.

As soon as Shen Feiyu took the lead, the disciples could no longer suppress their anger, and they all stood up and said.

A disciple held the spiritual weapon in his hand, and said with an angry expression and puzzled, "Boss, the Heavenly Netherworld Ancestor has been entangled by the Gluttonous Venerable, and now there is only one Divine Transformation Stage cultivator left in the Heavenly Netherworld Sect, we have Gu Heng Gu Ran Master here, why fear them!"

"Master, even if you die in battle, the disciple will never allow others to damage the reputation of my Ancient Sword Sect!"

"Master, the disciple asks to fight!"

Shen Feiyu looked at all the disciples with indignant and resentful looks, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

"Uncle Master, what Senior Brother said is that as monks, our integrity is greater than everything!" Luo Rou stepped forward and stood next to Shen Feiyu.

Qing Ran looked at the two masters with solemn faces, then looked at the masters who were watching, and took a step forward and said, "Senior brothers, the heads of the sect must have their intentions to stop us, do you think that the heads of the masters and ancestors are greedy for life and afraid of death?"

Qing Ran's words suppressed everyone, and everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.

If the head of the sect was greedy for life and afraid of death, then he would not have sacrificed the entire Ancient Sword Sect for the sake of the Supreme Master Ancestor.

Seeing that the slightly hesitant Shizun regained his firmness again, Shen Feiyu's face turned cold, and he looked at the woman in front of him who was loud and generous, and his eyes were full of complaints.

"What Senior Sister said is, just to get through this difficulty, what if we endure humiliation and burden?" Shen Feiyu took a deep breath and said slowly, "Master is also for our good......"

"I'd rather die than be insulted like this!" said one of the disciples, his hands trembling and his cheeks flushed.

Shen Feiyu's words once again stimulated everyone's anger and resentment, one by one, they had been holding back their cultivation for ten years, just waiting for revenge, but now, there was such a great opportunity in front of them, but the head of the family let them be turtles with shrunken heads, how could they endure it.

"Master, the disciple would rather die than give in!"

"Senior brothers, don't you even listen to your master's words?" Shen Feiyu said sharply.

"I'd rather die than give in, I'd rather die than give in!" the crowd shouted, all of them red-eyed.

Qing Ling looked at this scene, his expression struggled slightly, and he looked at Gu Heng Ancestor inquiringly.

Gu Heng's face was solemn, and he slowly shook his head.

Qing Ling's face tightened, and he said in a deep voice, "The Gluttonous Venerable is fighting against the Heavenly Netherworld Ancestor, and if you go out, it will only make it impossible to unleash." Wouldn't it be better if we would go to the Heavenly Underworld Sect again to take revenge without spending a single soldier or sacrificing a single person's life?"

The words of the head of the sect were difficult to suppress these disciples who were provoked to fight and anger at this time.

Hearing that Shizun pressed all the chips on Qin Huai, Shen Feiyu was furious, clenching the long sword in his hand, his eyes full of resentment and hatred.

Master, don't blame the disciple for being unrighteous if you are unkind first......

Shen Feiyu gave Luo Rou a look, and after Luo Rou understood, her eyes were full of surprise, and the senior brother really paid more and more attention to me, and glanced at Qing Ran proudly.

"Uncle Master, this is a great opportunity at this time, why wait until later?"

"Qin Huai's little master ancestor has an excellent talent in swordsmanship, but after all, his qualifications are too poor, if it is difficult to enter the god in this life, then won't the ancient sword sect never come out?"

"Uncle Master, you have taught your disciples to swear to protect the reputation of the Ancient Sword Sect. Now, the disciple lives up to his expectations and would rather die than give in!"

The successive questions made Qing Ling's face embarrassed.

The master of Aoyun Peak gave his obedient apprentice several glances, but the usually smart and obedient apprentice turned a deaf ear at this time.

"I'd rather die than give in!" the crowd shouted again.

At this time, only one disciple of Qing Ran was standing beside Qing Ling, and the others were approaching the periphery of the enchantment step by step, and it seemed that they were going to go out directly regardless of the order.

Seeing this scene, Shen Feiyu's eyes flashed with joy.

And the head of the Heavenly Darkness outside the enchantment and the disciples on the side glanced at each other, the corners of their mouths were hooked, and the killing intent in their eyes was thick, and they didn't even have the slightest intention of retreating, and even had a trace of expectation.

Just as the disciples were about to step out of the enchantment, suddenly an unparalleled coercion came quickly, the kind of surrender that seemed to be in the face of the Heavenly Dao Thunder Tribulation, and the kind of fear that trembled in the heart.

The man and beast fighting in the air had already stopped moving, welcoming the arrival of the strong, and the gluttony was not afraid at all, grinning, "Come on, old immortal thing, aren't you so arrogant?" ”

"If you want to die, don't pull the deity. Yang Yun's face was solemn.

"Oh, coward, fool. Gluttony scoffed.

Yang Yun actually ignored the gluttonous insult, and cautiously probed the oncoming earth-shattering waves, his eyes flashed slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Immediately after, a black figure fell outside the barrier, and when Yang Yun saw the person's face clearly, his face suddenly turned pale and his body flickered, and he almost fell from the sky.

How could it be, isn't she mortal......

And the people of the Ancient Sword Sect were shocked, and they opened their mouths wide one by one, and they couldn't even speak.

Master Tai Zu?

Di Qinghuan stepped directly into the enchantment without squinting, and the crowded crowd didn't seem to react, standing there stupidly one by one, blocking Di Qinghuan's way.

Bang, the disciple who was blocking the way was swept out by the huge force and landed outside the barrier, but none of the people of the Heavenly Netherworld Sect dared to step forward to assassinate him.

Di Qinghuan flashed outside the thatched house in the blink of an eye, and when he saw that the windowsill that usually showed flowers was empty at this time......

Boom, I saw a thunderbolt on a sunny day, the sky of the clear sky was quickly covered with dark clouds, and the thick layer of thunder was mixed with the roar of lightning, pressing down at a speed visible to the naked eye, even if the monk who had experienced several thunderstorms looked up at the thunder glowing with red light, he only felt that his life was desperate......

Everyone watched in horror as the pale and fragile body carried the power of red rage, and that power rolled and devoured everything, and everywhere it went, a black hole was formed, so strong that the spatial barrier was easily annihilated.

But the most frightening thing is the killing intent that drips blood in those black eyes, the aura of death that emanates from the bones, and the indifference that does not distinguish between friend and foe.

"Where's the flowers?"