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Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the distance!

Shi Qilin turned his head to look, and there was already a beacon fire under the mountain!

All kinds of voices were mixed together, and several elders of the Red Cloud Sect and several old men in Taoist uniforms fought each other one by one!

All of a sudden, fireballs, water balloons, and all sorts of spells burst out from the crowd!

The sound of weapons colliding and screaming resounded in the sky......

Shi Qilin looked down blankly, in a daze.

Is this a war?

Why is there this war?

Shi Qilin turned his head to look at the scene behind him, he picked up the Thunder Sword that was still stained with Shi Kun's blood on the ground, turned into a phantom, and rushed down as fast as he could!

When passing by Ye Xinyi's house, he stopped.

The door was wide open, and there was no one inside!

"She's down there!"

After that, Shi Qilin disappeared in place!

In the crowd, there were two figures, one red and one white, and wherever they passed, there would be pieces of Purple Cloud Sect disciples falling.

Shi Qilin didn't know why there was this war, and he didn't know why there were so many Purple Cloud Sect disciples here, he only knew that he should stand up at this time!

War is a verb and an adjective, it represents cruelty, displacement, homelessness. It's a bloody word.

War never needs a reason, and those so-called justices are nothing but a mask of greed, and hidden underneath is endless desire.

This time the Purple Cloud Sect must have been planning for a long time to launch a war, otherwise how could they allow so many people to suddenly appear on the halfway point of the Red Cloud Sect?

It was a war of aggression.

Shi Qilin wiped away the blood stains on his face and looked up at the sky.

On each of the three flying swords, there was an old man wearing a Taoist robe, and two were hanging in the air, and there was nothing under his feet!

On the side of the Chiyun Sect, there was only a pu fan and a gourd, on which stood Yan Kong, and he held the big bow in his hand. Elder Jin, who was always smiling, couldn't smile anymore now.

Fu Lao stood out of thin air, and said to the two old men standing out of thin air, "Tongniu Old Dao, Yuncheng Old Dao, do you really not stop?"

One of them smiled and said, "Look down there, can you still take it?"

Fu Lao snorted coldly, "Do you really think that I can't beat the two of you together?"

Another old man waved his hand, "No, Fu Qianhuan's Thousand Illusions Dao is like thunder, and when the clones are fused, the power is endless!"

"Then don't you hurry up and let these people withdraw for me!"

The first old man to speak took out a golden hairpin from the storage bag on his body, "What do you think this is?"

Fu Lao's face shook violently, "Ah...... Pander to...... Sister!"

The old man put the golden hairpin back in the storage bag and looked at Fu Lao with a smug expression, "That's right, Elder Chen is invited!"

Old Fu looked at the disciples of the Chiyun Sect who were constantly falling underground, and he sighed, "Huo Yunfan, I'm sorry for you! The old man has an appointment, and he must go to the appointment, this Chiyun Sect can't be saved!"

After that, Fu Lao disappeared in place!

Many of the disciples of the Red Cloud Sect on the ground heard this, and more and more people fell down......

The Yan Kong on the huge pu fan suddenly filled the bow and arrow in his hand, and then let go, and roared in a childish voice in the air, "Swear to defend the Red Cloud Sect to the death!"

Elder Jin also roared, "Swear to defend the Red Cloud Sect to the death!"

With that, he went to war with one of the three old men who stepped on his feet!

The arrows in the sky exploded in the air, like a red mushroom, reflecting the blood on the ground, which was very tragic......

The two old men of the Purple Cloud Sect disappeared in place, their task had been completed, and Fu Qianhuan was taken away, and it was determined that Huo Yunfan had disappeared!

At the top of the Red Cloud Sect, thousands of people, old and young, rushed down from above, this is the mainstay of the Red Cloud Sect, the elite of the inner gate!

As soon as they got the news, they assembled and deployed tactics under the command of the Inner Gate Elders.

If they want to win this battle, they must win, because in this war, the position is their homeland!

However, the few elders knew that the two main backbones of the Red Cloud Sect were gone!

One is the advanced cultivation of Fu Lao, but the sect leader Huo Yunfan!

Since the end of the Zongmen Dabi ceremony, no one has been able to contact him, and there is also the master of the Outer Gate Dharma Hall......

This is a war without suspense, and the defeat of the Red Cloud Sect is only a matter of time.

Unless, a miracle happens!

Shi Qilin gradually got tired of killing, this was the second time he had killed someone, but he seemed to be a god of death, constantly wandering in the crowd, hooking up the souls of one Purple Cloud Sect disciple after another!

The Grim Reaper also needs to rest, and Shi Qilin is injured!

The continuous high-intensity battle made Shi Qilin already have a lot of scars on his body, his white clothes were scorched, red with blood, and smooth fractures.

Just after Shi Qilin took off the head of another Purple Cloud Sect disciple, he saw Ye Xinyi!

Ye Xinyi stood alone on a rock, holding a small jade flute in her hand, she took a deep breath and played a tune.

Sometimes sad, sometimes resentful, after hearing this, many disciples of the Red Cloud Sect shouted out the same voice as Yan Kong, "Swear to defend the Red Cloud Sect to the death!"

Die, and you have to drag down the next enemy!

A disciple of the Earth Martial Realm, Shi Qilin had seen him in Dabi, and he had already broken a hand!

He roared loudly like a beast, grabbed a Purple Cloud Sect disciple with his only remaining hand, and pounced on the sharp knife held by a corpse on the ground!

Both are dead!

The disciples of the Red Cloud Sect were like dead soldiers, and the situation gradually reversed......

The disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect came here not to fight hard, but to invade!

It's like a wolf chasing a rabbit, the rabbit suddenly stops and gives the wolf a hard kick in the face, and the wolf will run away.

This is a rebellion, a rebellion that a Purple Cloud Sect disciple may face at the cost of his life!

Someone found Ye Xinyi behind the battlefield, and a disciple of the Dan stage threw it over with a fireball!

Shi Qilin suddenly turned into an afterimage and blocked the fireball with his back!

Ye Xinyi stopped his movements, looking at Shi Qilin who was close at hand, he grinned, but there were red blood lines between his teeth......

The air was filled with the smell of burnt meat, Shi Qilin trembled and took out a token from his arms and handed it to Ye Xinyi, "When we win, I'll take you to her!"

After that, Shi Qilin turned his head and looked at the direction where the fireball came, it was a constant wait!

Chang Hou wore his hair and held the head of the Purple Cloud Sect disciple just now in his hand!

He threw the head in his hand casually, hugged his fist at Shi Qilin and said, "Big brother, little brother is late!"

A roar sounded from the other side, and Lin Zhen roared, "Die!"

A head fell to the ground!

"Big brother, I'm too late!"

Shi Qilin's face was pale, and his dry lips moved, "It's good to come, don't call me big brother, we are brothers!"

"Good!"

"Kill!"