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An hour later, all the disciples of the nine sects arrived, a total of 3,000 people, distributed around the valley, laying a net of heaven and earth. The valley was silent, and there was not a single movement.

The leaders of the various factions saw that the mountains were all over the wilderness, and the crowds were crowded, with a cluster in the east and a team in the west, and they were imposing, and they unconsciously became excited again, and proposed to rush into the forest and defeat the people of the (below) netherworld in one fell swoop.

Because this is the Kyushu post issued by the Buddhist family, according to the rules, Master Ran should be in charge, everyone looked at him and waited for him to nod.

Master Zhiran looked at the sky and said: "At this time, the sun has set, once the moon rises, the skills of the people in the (below) netherworld will be doubled, which is not good for us, so it is better to rest for a day and wait for tomorrow morning, and then make plans." ”

The crowd shouted: "What are you resting for, we are so strong that we are just going to kill them in one go." ”

Seeing that the crowd was excited, everyone was scrambling to be the first, thinking that everyone had been depressed for a long time, and was about to breathe a big sigh, if he waited for another night, he didn't know what was going on, he muttered for a while, and said: "With the intention of the old man, each faction will send five people, form a team, and enter the forest to investigate the situation first. After the situation is clarified, you can go into the forest in one fell swoop, so as to reduce unnecessary sacrifices. Everyone nodded yes and went back to their heads.

After a while, a total of forty-five disciples of the Nine Sects were ready. After the leaders had set the rules that they must return after sunset, the disciples entered the forest under the guidance of a monk who had been enlightened.

These forty-five disciples are all leaders in the sect, and sacrificing any one of them is a great loss for the sect. Therefore, the leaders of the various factions are distributed around the valley, pay close attention to the movement in the forest, and once there is wind and grass, they will come to the rescue.

Xiao Yi saw that a big battle was imminent, and it was not what he wanted to see if there were casualties on either side, so he couldn't help but be soft-spoken, powerless to stop, thinking left and right, suffering without a good solution, and his heart was extremely unbearable.

Later, I suddenly thought of the Confucian saying that Nangong Xiaoli once said, "If you reach it, you will help the world, and if you retreat, you will be good to yourself", and said in my heart: "Out of sight is pure, let's retreat." ”

sighed in vain and had the idea of retreating. gradually broke away from the ranks of Taoist disciples and sought an opportunity to escape. But lest the crowd find out, they move very slowly.

When the sun was close to the horizon, the valley was still unusually calm, and the heads of the various factions gradually looked up at the sun from time to time.

Xiao Yi had already retreated to the periphery of the crowd, and he only needed to retreat a distance to take advantage of the unpreparedness of others and escape.

He peeked around, and suddenly saw that not far from the left, a person wrapped in a black robe was also slowly retreating, obviously a member of the Guigu faction of the Ghost Family. Xiao Yi shook his head secretly, thinking that people who also thought similar to him didn't care.

Seeing that the sun had already set halfway, the various factions finally couldn't hold it back, and the master said loudly: "Disciples of the various factions, quickly exit the valley!" The voice was loud, and it spread far away, shaking the forest and trembling. Master Ran shouted three times in a row, and there was silence in the valley, and there was no response.

At this moment, the entire valley was dead silent, which made people's hearts tremble. The master is profound in Buddhism, but he is not a commander and adapter, and he doesn't know how to deal with it for a while.

Suddenly, someone shouted, "Look, moon!" Everyone looked up, but saw a first quarter moon hanging in the sky at some point. Zou Yu of the Yin-Yang Sect pinched his fingers, shouted badly, and said: "Today is the seventh day of the lunar calendar, and the moon rises early. ”

Everyone suddenly felt bad and shouted in unison, "Let's go and save people." "They all flew into the forest.

The disciples of the various sects have always been self-centered and do not know how to cooperate, but when they saw the urgency of the situation, they shouted and rushed forward in a swarm.

Before Xiao Yizu moved, he was left behind by everyone. Looking at the figure of Wuyang Wuyang, he sighed secretly and was about to turn around. At this time, the person from the Guigu faction on the left suddenly turned his head and smiled at him, which made him stunned for a moment.

There was a weird smile on that person's pale face, it was Lin Yuehe.

Seeing Lin Yuehe, the worrying figure instantly appeared in his mind, and he felt a burst of trouble in his heart, and he couldn't figure out what kind of mood it was. But seeing that his behavior was different, he couldn't help but be vigilant.

Lin Yuehe didn't speak, suddenly pointed to the valley with his hand, turned around and ran away.

Xiao Yi was even more surprised, Lin Yuehe was relied on by the ghost family, how could he abandon the disciples of the ghost family and run away? But looking back, how could he manage the affairs of others when he was alone.

Laughing at himself, looking back at the valley, he was about to leave.

However, this glance surprised him. I saw a rising mist rise in the valley, tumbling and spreading outward, instantly enveloping the Kyushu disciples.

The fog was so heavy that as soon as one entered it, one lost sight of one, and the shouting stopped abruptly, as if it had disappeared out of thin air.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the disciples turned around and fled. The cultivation of these disciples is not very high, and it was just in time for this crisis that they were arranged in the outermost safe place. The disciples in front were caught off guard and all rushed into the mist. They couldn't escape, and they were engulfed in the fog from behind.

In the blink of an eye, the blood-boiling shouts turned into frightened screams, and the momentum continued unabated, and the tone of the voice completely changed.

The fog spreads like a plague. Xiao Yi didn't want to participate in this battle, but now that he is looking at everyone's embarrassment, how can he go.

Several disciples of the inscription generation ran towards Xiao Yi, and when he saw Xiao Yi, he hurriedly shouted: "Senior brother Xiao Yi, help." But seeing that the fog was approaching, Xiao Yi didn't think much about it, hurriedly turned around and rushed back, grabbed Ming Quan and another disciple, and threw them far away with both arms.

Ming Quan only felt like a cloud driving through the fog, and in the blink of an eye, he was already a hundred feet away, three points faster than he flew in Kyushu, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and he regarded the interception of the teaching method as a treasure.

Xiao Yi concocted the same method, opened his bow left and right, and threw the Taoist disciples one by one to the outside of the valley. Throwing the last Taoist disciple out, the fog was approaching, and the disciple recognized Xiao Yi, and did not forget to shout: "Senior Brother Xiao Yi, go quickly." "But when I looked left and right, the disciples of the other sects were still on the line of life and death, how could they go?

At this time, the fog had already overwhelmed most of the disciples, and the remaining disciples became headless flies, fleeing for their lives, and the scene was chaotic. There are still not a few of these disciples, and Xiao Yi alone can't take care of them anyway, so he can only send out those disciples who are about to be swallowed by the mist. His arms were sore because of the force.

Suddenly, a cry of his daughter's house came into Xiao Yi's ears, the voice was quite familiar, Xiao Yi's heart moved, and he was busy looking for the sound, but he saw that a person was being engulfed in the fog, but it was Nangong Xiaoli.

Nangong Xiaoli had his back to the mist, and half of his body was already in the mist. A foot in front of her, Shen Yirou fell and crawled on the ground, it should have been Nangong Xiaoli who pushed her when she was in danger, and then she let out an exclamation.

Xiao Yi was startled and rushed over. Nangong Xiao Yi smiled at Xiao Yi, his expression suddenly froze, and then he was swallowed by the mist-

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