Chapter 513: Ying Tianzong is here to accompany you to the funeral!
After the violent aura shook for dozens of breaths, the sound of the explosion slowly came.
In the face of this majestic aura, Chen Yuan couldn't help but take a step back, and Li Chun was even more unbearable, and his body almost fell to the ground with a huge shock.
Chen Yuan was no longer in the mood to laugh with Li Chun, and said solemnly: "You go and give the spirit stone to the twenty-seventh assigned Wen Pavilion Master, I have appointed him as the new ...... of the sect."
At this point, Chen Yuan paused, because he suddenly felt that it was better to prepare more hole cards.
"Wait," Chen Yuan said after pondering, "Before going to the Pavilion Master, you first go to Su Xiannan and tell him to choose the best materials to arrange a Heavenly Source Array, and fill it with ......
Chen Yuan thought about it, last time he used two million spirit stones, he only beat Zhang Bufan to serious injuries when he was defenseless.
Chen Yuan still understood the truth that it was better to cut off one of his fingers than to hurt his ten fingers, so he said decisively: "Tell Su Xiannan to charge five million spirit stones into the Tianyuan Array, and take it with you in case of accidents." β
Li Chun nodded to indicate that he had written it down, and then asked, "What about you, Brother Chen?"
"I, I have to go over to see Sect Master Xu now, and I always feel that what happened just now is not a good sign. Chen Yuan said worriedly.
In the ashram of the back mountain, there is good news that Xu Buful's injuries in the Heavenly Tribulation will finally be almost raised.
Chen Yuan was discussing with Xu Bucheng about the strange spiritual power explosion just now.
"I don't think it's a good thing," Chen Yuan said, "it can't be that the top of the Eight Great Factions Coalition Army has infighting, even if they don't have their own plans, they shouldn't have a seizure at this time when they haven't done their best." β
"And what do you think ......?" asked Xu Buful.
"I'm a little worried about the people of Minghe Dao," Chen Yuan said with a frown, "Calculate the time, Taishang should have rushed back in the past two days, I suspect that he has a conflict with the people of the Eight Great Sects." β
Xu Buyi sighed lightly and said, "Then don't worry, if it is really Minghe's seniors, it is the eight major factions that should be worried about." β
Xu Buzheng said: "You underestimate Minghe's predecessors a little, the first person today is not just talking casually, even if the old guys in the eight major factions join forces, even if he is defeated, he can retreat." β
"Having said that," Xu Fu's comforting words didn't calm Chen Yuan's heart, he still looked a little anxious and said, "But if the Eight Great Sects are ambushed, don't forget, there is a traitorous Mo Cangxing outside!"
"Mo Cangxing?" Xu was stunned, and said with some uncertainty, "Although he has betrayed the sect, it is a little ...... to say that he has defected to the Eight Great Sects."
However, at this moment, Xu Buful's words suddenly stopped, with an extremely stunned look on his face, and the next moment, he and Chen Yuan turned their heads to look into the distance.
For some reason, at this moment, the two of them simultaneously surged with a wave of extreme sadness, as if something very important had passed away.
Chen Yuan's face turned pale, and he seemed to have sensed that the conjecture he was most worried about might have become a reality.
At this moment, on Liantian Peak, the mountains and rivers are colorless, the grass and trees are low, and the birds and beasts are wailing.
With a "click", the thunder fell, the sad wind shouted, and the clouds came from nowhere, but in a moment, even Tianfeng was shrouded in a dense rain curtain.
The high-ranking Ying Tian Sect Master made a rare gaffe, and he opened his mouth wide and forgot to close it for a long time.
He looked at Chen Yuan with a bitter face, and slowly spit out eight words in disbelief but couldn't believe it: "The Mahayana has fallen, and heaven and earth are sad together......
Combined with the majestic spiritual power that erupted before, there is only one explanation for this sudden vision: even the grass and trees, sand and gravel on the Heavenly Peak were contaminated with the breath of too many Minghe Dao people, and at this moment, Minghe Dao people fell!
It is this heaven and earth that is also crying and wailing for the people of Minghe Road!
Xu Bu looked blankly at the distance where the battle broke out, and his heart was like a mess......
Even dozens of miles away from Tianfeng, the high-ranking of the eight major factions who successfully killed the people of Minghe Road couldn't be happy anyway.
The sky and the earth are vast, the black clouds are hanging low, but Zhang Bufan's face is even more gloomy than this sky.
They had tried their best to overestimate the Ming River man, but they still didn't expect him to be so difficult.
In Zhang Bufan's original plan, after they joined forces to kill Ming He, they would return Ming He's body to Ying Tianzong.
This is not only the basic respect for the strongest Mahayana consummation period monks in the world, but it can also be used to greatly damage the morale of the people of the Yingtian Sect.
However, at that last moment, they couldn't stay at all, and even the huge pressure brought by the people of Minghe Road was as suffocating as a never-ending tsunami.
The Taishang or Sect Masters of the Eight Great Sects didn't dare to relax at all, because in their feelings, as long as they dared to have the slightest reservation, then they would die!
However, in the end, it was Mo Cangxing's vicious blow that worked wonders.
The counterattack of the people of Minghe Road is like a tide, and it comes and goes quickly.
So much so that when the people of Minghe Road were unable to continue standing quietly in the field, the masters of the eight major factions did not react at all.
The blow they were forced to defend themselves bombarded the lifeless bodies of the Minghe Road people, leaving no powder behind.
On this completely unrecognizable battlefield, there is no trace left by the Ming River people.
However, of the ten Mahayana and fourteen members who originally besieged the Minghe Dao people, only seventeen have survived now.
The people of Minghe Road smiled and took the two Mahayana and the five mergers to Huangquan together, and even the unlucky Spirit Refining Sect lost their Mahayana Taishang and the current sect master at the same time.
Even the two holy places, which were significantly superior in strength, were also hit hard.
The Mahayana cathode of the Medicine God Sect had no choice but to take one of the only two divine pills left in the sect, and now the medicinal effect has suffered a backlash in the past, and he has no strength to stand up when he sits on the ground.
And not only that, even if he recovers from his injuries in the future, there is absolutely no possibility of further progress, that is, the next lightning tribulation will be the day he falls.
As for the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Zhuo Jianjun's face was pale and the injuries were not light, Zhang Bufan was also injured, and more importantly, there was also a crack visible to the naked eye on the divine sword that the sect had worked hard to refine for ten thousand years.
Zhang Bufan's heart hurt as if he was dripping blood, and this crack alone didn't know how much the sect needed to spend to repair it, and it was not even known if it could be completely restored.
So when he saw Mo Cangxing, who was slowly pacing into the middle of the field after the battle, with a hint of an inexplicable smile on his face, the surging anger could no longer be suppressed.
The invisible and shadowless strong hand tightly choked Mo Cangxing, and he would die with just one thought from Zhang Bufan, but Mo Cangxing had no intention of resisting, and even the smile on his face never faded.
However, this smile made Zhang Bufan even more angry, only to see him roar sharply: "Are you satisfied to see that we have suffered such heavy losses?"
"Say, all this is not designed by you, if you can't give the old man a reasonable explanation, the old man will definitely make you unable to survive, you can't die!"
Listening to the threatening words spit out by the hideous-faced Zhang Bufan, Mo Cangxing's heart did not fluctuate at all: jokes, he is not afraid of death, will he be afraid of a mere threat?
So Mo Cangxing just said coldly: "Explain, what explanation do I have to give Elder Zhang? Could it be that you think that the people of Minghe Road are so easy to kill?"
"Do you want to destroy such a Holy Land Sect as Ying Tianzong, and you are so naΓ―ve that you think you don't have to pay any price?"
"Now that you have suffered heavy casualties, it is better to blame your own lack of strength than to blame me!"
"You!" Zhang Bufan narrowed his eyes and said in a vicious voice, "Do you think that the old man will not dare to kill you?"
"Don't you dare, only I know the weakness of the Mountain Protection Array," Mo Cangxing said with a nonchalant smile, "As long as you still want to destroy Ying Tianzong, you will never attack me." β
"Now that you have suffered such heavy losses, do you think the destruction of Ying Tianzong can continue?" Zhang Bufan glanced at the side of the Spirit Refining Gate, and then said, "It's like the Spirit Refining Gate, which has already fallen their Taishang and Sect Master, how can the old man explain to his fellow Daoists?"
Mo Cangxing sneered and said, "Elder Zhang doesn't need to say these words against his will. β
"It is precisely because of the heavy losses now that the alliance forces of the eight major factions cannot retreat, otherwise these losses and the anger of the alliance will be borne by you, the Ten Thousand Sword Sect. β
"Besides, aren't you afraid of Ying Tianzong's retaliation?" Mo Cangxing paused, and then said the biggest secret of Ying Tianzong, "Do you know why Ying Tianzong far surpasses Er in terms of scale and number of disciples, and has the only Yu Yin who asks the Supreme, but it always gives people a feeling that their strength is not strong?"
"That's because Ying Tianzong's exercises have major flaws, and it is extremely difficult for disciples to advance after the distraction period. β
"However, there is now hope that this defect will be solved, as long as Ying Tianzong does not perish this time, it will only take thirty or fifty years at most, and it will be your turn to survive under the shadow of Ying Tianzong!"
"So, if you want to destroy Ying Tianzong, if you want to get rid of this threat that has lasted for three thousand years, this is your only chance!"
"As for the criticism you are worried about those so-called fellow Daoists...... Mo Cangxing glanced at the Spirit Refining Gate with disdain, and said indifferently, "Since there is no Great Ride Town, and there is no Sect Master in charge, isn't the territory and resources of the Spirit Refining Gate the most delicious piece of fat, so why care about their opinions?"
Mo Cangxing's tone was cold, as if he came from the Nine Shadows, but the words he said seemed to have a magic power that hooked people's hearts.
Seeing Zhang Bufan first shocked and then silent, until he finally thought about it, Mo Cangxing couldn't help but feel a sense of happiness in his heart.
"Xu Buying, since you dare to kill Xiao Er ruthlessly, then I will let your most cherished Ying Tianzong come to accompany the funeral!"