Changyang and Changheng were seriously injured, and Chang Zuo and Changle became the mainstays of Taoism. However, under the attack of the ghost family, the two real people could not escape their doom after all.

Moreover, with the death of Erzhenren, the strength of Taoism has been greatly damaged, and the situation has become more and more critical.

Changyang Zhenren mourned in his heart, stood up in the sky, and pointed angrily: "Wang Toad, have you forgotten what you promised to be poor?"

When Wang Toad asked, a trace of embarrassment appeared on his stiff face, and he said, "Wang is also ...... It's also forced to be helpless, helpless ......"

Changyang Zhenren was sad and angry: "If you can insist on joining forces with the poor Dao, how can Guiguzi be as rampant as it is today?

Wang Toad's eyes were fluttering, and he didn't dare to look at Changyang Zhenren, but said: "Forgive me, Wang has no way to choose......"

To this day, even if Changyang Zhenren does not confess to the public, the factions have already guessed that he has a lot to do with Wang Toad.

The case of Ge Xianshi's Mansion, although it is still a headless public case, but later, judging from the behavior of Changyang Zhenren who was able to take out the precious pill casually, the factions concluded that Changyang Zhenren must be involved in this case. It's just that the doctor's power is too weak after all, and the farmer Jiang Kui lost Shennong Ding again, so this matter has become an unsolved case that everyone in the world knows.

However, no matter how everyone guessed and had different opinions, they never thought that Changyang Zhenren and Wang Toadzi conspired privately in order to conspire against Guiguzi.

Mo Qian's hand showed a sudden expression, and his gaze at Changyang Zhenren also added a little admiration.

At this time, the world's misunderstanding of Changyang Zhenren finally has an answer, but no matter how painstaking Changyang Zhenren is, today's decline is still irreversible.

Wang Toad retreated in shame, but Guiguzi sneered: "Changyang, the old man sincerely allied with Taoism, and sent disciples to deliver books several times, but you always refused to be thousands of miles away. Today, Taoism has ended up like this, and it should be your short-sightedness. From now on, you will be the greatest sinner of Taoism. ”

When Changyang Zhenren heard this, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out. When everyone on the Taoist side saw this, they were shocked.

What Changyang Zhenren did in his life was both good and evil, but it was fundamentally for Taoism. If Taoism survives, he will bear the infamy and have no regrets. However, when the Taoist is about to die, he has to bear the responsibility for the fall of the Taoist, how can he bear it? Yes, the fire in his heart affects the injury and causes him to vomit blood.

Changheng Zhenren knew Changyang Zhenren best, and hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Right and wrong have their own judgment, why should the junior brother care?" paused, and said: "Even if we people die, Taoists will not necessarily die!" As he spoke, he looked in the direction of the Nameless Peak intentionally or unintentionally.

Changyang Zhenren knew what he meant, nodded slightly, no longer entangled with Guiguzi, and retreated, but his face was pale and very haggard.

As he spoke, the battle situation on Hongqiao had been completely controlled by the ghost family. The Taoist disciples were killed one after another, completely unable to form a defense, and had already retreated to the end of the Hongqiao, and in a few moments, the disciples of the various sects were about to attack the cliff dojo.

Although he knew that he would be defeated, Wei Qing still hurriedly organized everyone to line up in a defensive formation. The demon clan and the demon family disciples are good at close combat, and their defensive capabilities are strong, so they are arranged in the front row to prepare to meet the enemy.

The disciples above in the later stage of the Taoist Bigu followed closely behind, relying on the void to control the void and prevent the enemy from breaking through from the air.

The Taoist disciples who were slightly weaker in cultivation were arranged after the demon disciples to attack the enemy from afar with the art of sacrificing the sword.

The Confucian disciples were imposing and good at attacking fortifications, but they were small in number, so they were arranged as mobile combat squads to intercept the enemy who broke through the defenses at any time.

The disciples of the Mo family quickly erected several towers, summoned all the mechanisms, and held all the enemy attacks in a semi-arc formation.

Wei Qing took advantage of the advantages of each faction and laid out this defensive formation, both offensive and defensive, as long as the front held on, the Mo family disciples were enough to shoot all the enemies who came to attack.

This formation is not bad, and even the factions attacking the mountain feel very troubled when they see it, and they are worried and worried.

However, Guiguzi, who was watching the formation from a high altitude, saw this, but sneered and said, "In front of my ghost family, this formation is just a void. ”

The disciples of the various sects listened to Guiguzi's words, and their confidence doubled and their momentum soared.

On the Hongqiao, every Taoist disciple who was ready to meet the enemy was mentally prepared, thinking, "Even if I am hit by a soul attack, I must rush forward and kill, even if I die, I must kill one more person." However, when the soul attack truly enters one's own sea of marrow, everything will get out of control and it will not be up to you at all.

One after another Taoist disciples were cut down from the Hongqiao, and one after another Taoist disciples rushed up again, and the scene was extremely tragic.

The disciples in the rear saw that their eyes were blood-red, and their hearts were dripping with grief, but they could do nothing but clench the blades in their hands, preparing to kill more enemies to avenge their hatred.

At this moment, what heavenly way, what morality, what justice, everyone on the Taoist side has forgotten in the back of their minds, and their minds have been filled with anger, hatred, and killing.

A subtle aura of the battlefield hung over everyone's heads. Na Wei Qing has been on the battlefield for a long time, and he has long been familiar with this feeling. He looked around at everyone, nodded slightly, and said secretly: "You have finally grown up, if you maintain this momentum, you may be able to hold on for half a day." ”

However, Changheng Zhenren's face suddenly changed, and he said palely: "It's not good." At the same time, the Changqing Daoist, who was at the rear, also shouted, "It's broken." ”

At this moment, I only heard Guiguzi laugh and said: "The blade does not see blood, how can I take revenge? Kill, only killing can release the hatred in my heart!"

These words were prompted by the power of the soul and instantly imprinted in everyone's mind.

Immediately, some people on the Taoist side who were slightly weaker seemed to be enchanted, and suddenly raised their blades and stabbed their brothers beside them.

The demons were not very conscious, but most of them fell into the way, and they went crazy when they landed, regardless of the enemy and me, and collided at will.

The originally complete defensive formation collapsed in an instant, and when Wei Qing saw this, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and the shock in his heart was indescribable.

Changyang, Changheng, Mo Qianshou and others were also shocked when they saw this, and hurriedly used their skills to reprimand and wake up everyone. But Guiguzi's control of the human soul has reached the pinnacle, and under the scolding, although a few people have woken up, it has little effect.

At this moment, even the sober disciples could no longer distinguish whether the people around them were friends or foes, so they could only keep their distance from others and save themselves, and the scene was extremely chaotic for a while.

In the meantime, I could only hear the frightened and anxious shouts of the Chang Qing Daoist: "Stop, stop them!"

I saw that all the people who were guarding the back side pulled out their long swords and stabbed each other, and there were already seven or eight corpses lying on the ground.

It turned out that these cultivators were the shallowest in cultivation and couldn't concentrate on it, and most of them were affected. Once the weapon was pulled up, the cultivators who had cultivated to the weakest were caught off guard, and they died under the sword of their fellow senior brother.

But seeing those innocent eyes that couldn't close due to sudden death, even the people of the various factions who attacked the mountain felt unbearable when they saw it.

Fortunately, none of the Dao disciples such as Lu Weidao and Wu Lingzi were affected by the Changqing Daoist Seat, and they hurriedly jumped into the small Daoist and separated them. Because the cultivation of all the Dao Dharma disciples was not high, several of them were stabbed by the Taoists.

In such a chaotic state, the Hongqiao defense line collapsed in an instant, and the disciples of various factions flocked in.