Biluo Sect blessed land, Tianzhu Peak.

Next to the Juming Bell Pavilion, the Nebula Banner of the Silver Heart Empire was erected, and the disciples who came and went would sigh with emotion when they saw the disk-shaped nebula pattern on the flag.

There are countless star points, each of which represents a planet, converging into a huge empire, and the small dots representing this star are so insignificant at the edge of the inconspicuous, but it is the deterrence of this banner that makes powerful enemies such as the Blood Flame Sect dare not move, it is the umbrella and safe house of eight billion people.

Today it is Giara's turn to be on duty, this princess of the Suya Kingdom is a proud disciple of Bei Qing'er, and now she has reached the middle stage of innate nature.

There weren't many things on duty, and after routinely inspecting a few magic circles, Giara came to the Nebula Banner.

Now there is no wind, the flag is still flying, and the nebula pattern on it is shining brightly.

Just as Giara was about to turn around, the Nebula Banner suddenly changed!

First the stars on the flag dimmed, and all the stars were extinguished one by one, leaving only a deep darkness, and finally the flag hung down, no longer fluttering, and hung limply on the flagpole.

Giara's heart was pounding, something was wrong! Once activated, the Nebula Banner would keep flying, and she had never seen it fall.

After being stunned for more than ten seconds, Giara suddenly got up and flew towards Bei Qing'er's place.

Except for Zhang Yue, the high-ranking members of the Biluo Sect gathered next to the Nebula Banner, their faces heavy.

Bei Qing'er used her divine sense to investigate, the Nebula Banner was not too high-grade magic weapon, but there was a trace of the Emperor of the Silver Heart Empire in it, and only the powerful cultivation of that Emperor Transformation Period could divide the divine thoughts into thousands and retain them in each Nebula Banner.

The divine thoughts of the void period, even if there are only insignificant traces, are as significant as the goshawks in the flock of chickens, this has nothing to do with the strength of the divine thoughts, it is a gap in the realm level, Bei Qing'er has also used his divine sense to probe the Nebula Banner in the past, and the divine thoughts of the big man in it are as eye-catching as a torch, as violent as thunder.

But now, the divine thought disappeared, Bei Qing'er probed repeatedly, and the Nebula Banner was like dead.

Seeing Bei Qing'er's expression, the hearts of the others were heavy.

"Maybe there's something wrong with the magic weapon, after all, we're too far away from the Silver Heart Empire. Xing Xian'er comforted everyone.

"Yes, it must be that the divine mind has been exhausted, and there is no way to replenish this flag, it is not easy to maintain it until now, and when the sect master comes out, let him go to the Silver Heart Empire to meet the new one. ”

He Ling'er's words made everyone laugh a little, that is, for a moment.

Bei Qing'er wanted to speak and stopped.

Her insight is the one with the most, the Void Period, which is claimed to be an existence that can project divine thoughts to tens of millions of clones, and the trace of divine thoughts in the Nebula Banner is not so much a medium that connects that great power, and there is no problem of consumption at all.

In this case, except for the one who took the initiative to disconnect, there was only ......

Bei Qing'er didn't dare to continue thinking about it, it was terrible.

"This matter is limited to a few of us who know about it, I will take the Nebula Banner back for safekeeping, and everything will be discussed when the sect master comes out. Bei Qinger said.

"Okay. ”

"That's all there is to it. ”

"I still have to inquire about the news of the Silver Heart Empire. Li Mingxue said.

Bei Qing'er nodded silently, she also thought of it.

This star and the Silver Heart Empire are too far away, and so far, the Biluo Sect has not stepped out of the planet on a large scale, and the scope of activities is basically limited to this planet, how difficult it is to inquire about what is happening light years away, Bei Qing'er has made some arrangements, more than half a month has passed, and there is no news back, and the disciples of the Weaving God Sect on this star have proposed to say goodbye and leave.

Hearing the news, Bei Qing'er's face suddenly turned pale.

"Pan Zhenren, what do you mean by this, is it because our Biluo Sect is not well entertained, why do you want to leave suddenly?"

Pan Zhenren of the Weaving God Sect was in the late stage of foundation building, he was round and chubby, a group of kind, and his eyes always narrowed into two slits when he spoke.

"Where did Bei Zhenren say, your sect's hospitality is very thorough, we are full of praise from top to bottom, even if I don't have an order from the sect, I want to live here and practice for a long time. ”

"Why did your sect let you go back with all your disciples?"

"The elder who gave the order didn't say it explicitly, and I don't know, alas, Pan is still arguing with the sect, and wants to divide some people to stay, but I'm just a small foundation building monk, so I can't disobey the elder's will." ”

"Pan Zhenren, we have always treated you as a friend of Biluozong. ”

Pan Zhenren paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "We are friends, Bei Zhenren." ”

"Then I want some disciples to follow you, which can be regarded as a return visit, how about it?"

"This ...... I don't know how the sect will settle us when we go back, so I'll send someone to invite you when we settle down." ”

Bei Qing'er's face turned cold: "Since that's the case, then I wish you all the way." ”

"Thank you, I know that Bei Zhenren is a person who understands that the world is impermanent, you should be more careful. ”

"I see. ”

Pan Zhenren left, Bei Qing'er snorted coldly, let go of his hand, and a warm jade that he usually held in his hand had been pinched out of cracks.

Pan Zhenren walked outside, looked back, shook his head, and was about to continue walking, when his consciousness moved, and asked, "Fei'er?"

"Uncle. ”

A woman in white came out of the flowers and trees and saluted Pan Zhenren.

"What are you doing in there?"

The woman in white blushed, expecting Ai Ai.

Pan Zhenren said angrily: "Are you going to see that kid surnamed Duan? Didn't you tell you, don't mess with anyone in Biluozong again!"

"I, I just said goodbye to him, nothing else. ”

Pan Zhenren looked at the juniors of his clan, and his tone softened: "Fei'er, uncle is all for your good, Biluozong is about to encounter a big disaster, we can't be unlucky with them, take the blame for them, and bear the trouble ourselves." ”

"Yes, uncle. ”

"Alright, go back with me. ”

The woman in white named Fei'er glanced at the flowers again, and left with Pan Zhenren in a little panic.

After a while, Duan Ping, who was pale, walked out of the flowers, his palm clutching a note tightly, as if he was about to pull water out of it.

There was one word written on the note: "Run"!

Li Mingxue, Bei Qing'er, Xing Xian'er, He Ling'er, and Yu Wenjie got together, with a sad face.

"Do you want to call Zhang Yue out of the customs?" Li Mingxue said.

"No, the sect master's retreat this time is not trivial, let's not disturb it easily. ”

Li Mingxue nodded lightly.

"It seems that something must have happened to the Silver Heart Empire, we have to prepare early. Bei Qing'er said heavily.

The departure of the disciples of the Weaving God Sect caused a wave in the sect, and the sensitive disciples all noticed the abnormality.

The "allies" who left suddenly, the division commander with a heavy face, and the mountain protection array and the ban on going out that had increased sharply in strength, a dark atmosphere began to shroud the sect.

The storm is coming.