Chapter 217: Flying Snow in June
Half a month after the start of the Battle of the Sea.
Under the secret realm of the sea, there are Jindan seniors from many sects in the ghost world.
They are all here waiting for the return of the disciples who have entered the sea maze realm of their respective sects.
Although those disciples sent into the secret realm of the sea were all cannon fodder that they chose to abandon, they were fighting for the ghost realm after all.
Now that the sea maze is about to open again, and the survivors are about to come out, they can't let the people watching outside chill.
These people have been waiting here since sunrise, but now, it is almost dusk, and no one has come out of the secret realm of the sea.
"There won't be anything going on inside, according to the records in the history books, it should all come out at this time. ”
"Maybe this time the sea is different from the previous time, let's wait. ”
These people who came to meet the disciples of their respective sects were basically Jindan monks, and they exchanged words with each other.
But after talking for a long time, there was no result.
"Didn't Lingyun Pavilion send Yuanying seniors this time, why don't we go and ask. ”
The Yuanying monk of Lingyun Pavilion was drinking tea in the teahouse not far away.
Seeing that everyone came to inquire, she slowly put down the teacup.
"Since they don't come out, you might as well not go out, just drink tea with me here." ”
Hearing the words of this infant monk, everyone felt a little strange.
One of them, a Jindan monk, boldly said, "Well, I'd better go out and wait." ”
As he spoke, the Jindan monk walked directly towards the outside of the teahouse.
The teacup in the hand of the Yuanying monk was thrown quickly, and it actually penetrated his dantian directly, and then returned with his golden pill.
When everyone saw this scene, they were shocked.
"Senior, what do you mean by that?"
Although Lingyun Pavilion's reputation among the monks is not very good, there has been nothing bad coming out.
Because Lingyun Pavilion is basically a female cultivator, she has always cultivated behind closed doors.
Thou shalt not offend me, and I will not provoke thee.
But now that the enemy is present, how can the people of Lingyun Pavilion attack their own people instead.
At this time, a monk outside the teahouse shouted:
"Someone has come out of the sea maze!"
Some people looked at it in surprise, but the people who saw it were all from Lingyun Pavilion.
Moreover, they are all Jindan monks.
These Jindan female cultivators of Lingyun Pavilion, after coming out of the sea maze, walked straight towards the teahouse.
The Yuanying female cultivator slowly stood up and said to those Jindan female cultivators, "Since you have returned, then these people will be left to you to deal with." ”
Everyone had an extremely bad premonition in their hearts, but before they could taste these words, the Jindan female cultivator of Lingyun Pavilion had already drawn their swords against them.
These Jindan monks who came to meet the disciples of the foundation building period in the sect, only one person from each sect was sent together, and there were only a dozen people in total.
But there are dozens of Jindan female cultivators in Lingyun Pavilion, and there is also a Yuan Infant Stage sitting next to it.
Soon, all of these Jindan monks who came to answer were killed, leaving no one alive.
Immediately afterward, Lingyun Pavilion sent these Jindan monks back to their respective sects.
The statements are all surprisingly consistent.
"**Daoist friends saw that none of the monks who came out of the sea maze were from their own sect, and they were angry and went mad and died. ”
Those middle doors that took back the corpse of the Jindan monk in the door were all inexplicable.
This cultivation has reached the Jindan stage, how can it be so easy to be angry to death, and those cannon fodder monks are all dead and dead, what is there to be angry about.
carried the body back to the head of the sect, and was about to contact the other sects to find out what was going on.
But before they could send out their transmission notes, the corpses of those Jindan monks began to explode.
The power of the explosion was so strong that even the temple was blown up to the ground, and it even destroyed most of the Protector Formation.
A similar scene has taken place in countless forces.
And this successive explosions are like some kind of signal.
After the explosion ended, countless outside cultivators poured out from Lingyun Pavilion and began to attack the already crumbling mountain protection array of those sects.
Brutal wars broke out everywhere, screams everywhere in Shangling City, the corpses of monks could be seen everywhere, and the earth was stained red with blood.
This battle lasted for nine days and nine nights, and the turtle spirit real people of the Gutan Sword Sect were seriously injured and fled to the Sword Cultivation Peak.
Three days later, Lian Jian Peak emitted a dazzling light, and an incomparably powerful sword aura rose into the sky, repelling a large number of invading monks.
Immediately afterwards, the Turtle Spirit Zhenren held the Xuanyuan Spirit Sword and killed it, first killing the invading monk of the Gutan Sword Sect, and then killing it into the city.
This killing lasted for another three days, and the corpses of the dead monks from the outside world covered the bodies of the original Phantom Realm monks.
The invading monks who were still alive, along with the surviving Lingyun Pavilion monks, all fled in a hurry.
Since then, the battle has finally come to an end.
But the monks of the Phantom Spirit Realm in Shangling City are almost dead.
Carrying the blood-stained Xuanyuan long sword, the turtle spirit real person stood on the top of the sword training peak, looking at the few dozens of people who survived the Gutan Sword Sect, looking up to the sky and sighing.
That night, the sky rained blood.
The next day, the Turtle Spirit True Man gathered all the surviving monks in Shangling City together and announced that there would be no Lingyun Pavilion in the Phantom Spirit Realm from now on, and there would be no Gutan Sword Sect and Wushan Sect.
Only Xuanyuan Sword Sect.
Subsequently, the Turtle Spirit True Person took the Xuanyuan Sword Sect and began to fight in the outer city.
All cities, all forces, and all monks must submit to the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.
Since then, the turtle spirit has become the first person in the ghost world and human cultivation.
It's just that those monks who live in the phantom realm are living in water and fire one by one.
Xiaoyu was one of the surviving people of the Ancient Tan Sword Sect, and he couldn't help but feel very uncomfortable when he heard the complaints and mourning outside.
It stands to reason that the real turtle spirit turned the tide and saved the phantom world, so he should be the benefactor of the phantom world.
But now no one is grateful to him, only full of fear and awe.
Xiaoyu walked into the hall with a jade bowl, her face full of sorrow.
The jade bowl was filled with blood, and he didn't understand why Uncle Shi had become like this.
Thinking of the fate of those disobedient juniors, Xiaoyu shuddered, lowered her eyebrows and respectfully presented the jade bowl.
"Uncle Shi, you want to go to the jade liquid. ”
The turtle spirit real person took the jade bowl, took out a blood-red handkerchief, drenched it with blood, and then carefully wiped the Xuanyuan Spirit Sword.
Suddenly, a black gas emerged from the Xuanyuan Spirit Sword.
The Turtle Spirit True Person was furious and poured all the blood in the jade bowl on Xiaoyu's face.
"You are so bold, didn't I say that this jade liquid must be mixed with the blood of 99 virgins, and you dare to bluff me. ”
Xiaoyu's face turned pale with fright, and she immediately knelt down and kowtowed:
"Uncle Shi, the disciple did exactly what you ordered, it was those small forces who fooled the disciple and used ordinary mortal women to pretend to be virgins. ”
"Hmph! I don't even have this bit of eyesight, what's the use of the old man keeping you!"
As the turtle spirit real person spoke, he was about to slap his palm at Xiaoyu.
Suddenly, it snowed in the sky.
Snowfall in June.
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