Stepping on Xiao Qi's flying sword, a group of twenty-two people shuttled through the jungle to find other disciples of Qingxiao Sect who had escaped. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

With the loss of time little by little, the people who were still persisting and looking just now were slowly replaced by anxiety and disappointment, and the smoke of the battlefields, broken trees, and traces of potholes and fires left by the great battles made everyone feel heavy and uneasy.

Stepping on the flying sword, Chang'an, who was standing behind Xiao Qi, had tears in his eyes, looking at the jungle that was once green and beautiful, but now there was black smoke everywhere, his whole body trembled, and his face was extremely gloomy.

A killing intent made his chest full of anger, completely rushed out, those corpses left by the war, every Chang'an is familiar, some are incomplete, some are burned beyond recognition, the smell of blood mixed in the cold wind makes him look sad and hateful, who would have thought that yesterday they were still looking forward to the future, but today they are both life and death.

With tears mixed with fear and hatred, Chang An clenched his fists and controlled himself as much as possible not to see this scene, but the hatred in his heart guided him to remember this scene, remember this unforgettable and hateful scene, a terrifying chill rarely appeared from Chang'an's body, making his heart change even more silently.

Xiao Qi also didn't notice that Chang'an at this moment seemed to be eroded by a monstrous sadness.

"Xuanxiao Sect..."Chang'an bit the blood that was bleeding, and the sorrow in his heart suddenly turned into a monstrous anger, on these dead corpses, he found that there were still disciples who threw down the storage bag before, crushed the identity jade slip and fled, so he didn't expect that this Xuanxiao Sect was so ruthless, and even they who had already drawn a line with the Qingxiao Sect never let go.

Along the way, Chang'an has seen too much, the pain on his face has been deeply imprinted in his heart, and the hatred in his eyes has been replaced by exhaustion, and now on his face, there is no other emotion, only a chilling coldness.

Xiao Qi, who was trembling all over, was also in tears, looking at everything he could see, Lin Jiaxin and some female disciples were even more pale, with their eyes closed, holding back the smell of blood and the scene of corpses all over the field that made them afraid.

When did they never see dead people and corpses, but today they saw a scene that they didn't dare to see or think about in their lives.

Lin Ziqing, who was flying in front of everyone, looked gloomy and his eyes were sad, when he came, he had already seen this heart-wrenching scene, as he said, he didn't know if his decision to bring everyone was right or wrong, and he could also imagine how the disciples who had never seen this scene would react, but he only knew that there were some things that had to face reality, and they had to be made to know, and they had to understand the true cruelty of the world of cultivating immortals.

He was in the prime of life, he also escaped from a ruined sect, was rescued by Changyu, came to Yenan Mountain to rebuild his home, married a wife and had children, but unfortunately the disaster came to his second home again, no one could understand Lin Ziqing's complicated feelings, and the depression in his heart was like a cold knife, a ruthless sharp weapon, a desperate dagger, over and over again in his most painful place, and kept stabbing it.

But when he turned his head to look at the shocking bloodshot and hatred in everyone's eyes, Lin Ziqing understood that they also realized that they were like being abandoned at the moment, falling into a desperate mood that could not save themselves.

For him, there is no hope in this life, and in the face of life and death, there is only one belief, which is to protect the disciples and only children who need protection behind him, so that they can remember today's hatred, shame, and blood and tears.

At this moment, a huge roar came from within the Qingxiao Sect on Yenan Mountain, and all the disciples who were fighting, fighting, and fleeing were all shocked by this deafening roar, and they all looked over.

But seeing five pillars of purple light, they suddenly emerged from the five peaks, shooting straight into the sky, converging in the sky, like a sparkling water curtain, sprinkling the earth in an instant, surrounding the entire Qingxiao Sect.

At the same time, a louder roar accompanied by the roar of the earth shaking the mountain, like the hands of a giant, tore through the entire Qingxiao Sect Mountain Protection Array, and the purple light spots floating around were like peach blossoms in the breeze, and in the blink of an eye, it was all over the entire Yenan Mountain, which was beautiful.

All the disciples of the Xuanxiao Sect were all excited and immediately rushed to the Qingxiao Sect, while all the disciples of the Qingxiao Sect who were looking at this scene were shocked and left tears of despair, they knew that at this moment, their sect, the home they had lived in for more than ten years, decades, was completely gone.

All the disciples of the Qingxiao Sect were reluctant, and took a deep look at the sect that was once beautiful, but it was occupied by people at the moment, and with sadness, they wrote down this place that once gave them good memories, and fled to the bottom of the mountain, and only by relying on the time when all the disciples of the Xuanxiao Sect re-plundered the cultivation resources of the Qingxiao Sect, they had a chance, and it was possible to escape from the ascension to heaven.

Stepping on the flying sword, looking at the purple spots of light that disappeared into the sky, Lin Ziqing seemed to be more than ten years old in an instant, his eyes were sad, he sighed in the sky, turned his head to look at the crying people, and then looked at Chang'an who lowered his head and wiped his tears, and said in a trembling voice: "The mountain protection array has broken, and they all began to scramble, and the disciples who can escape have already fled, and there are no escapers... Also..."

Lin Ziqing sighed and shook his head, and did not continue, but everyone knew that those who did not escape were afraid that they were all dead.

Suddenly, several sounds of breaking the air sounded from a distance, galloping with a retreat, and when it was approaching, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, because the person who came was none other than Changyu, Li Shanqiu, and Cai Dezi and Xie Lingyun.

Behind them were forty or fifty men and women with sword wounds, supporting each other.

When Xiao Qi saw that there were no parents among the visitors, he couldn't hold back the sadness in his heart anymore, and was hugged in his arms by Chang'an, who was heartbroken, and cried.

Changyu flew over and looked at everyone, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "The mountain protection array has been broken, we can't use the sword technique, now start to advance on foot, go to the border of the Stone Country, go to the Nine Kingdoms, Xuanxiao Sect is strong and does not dare to spread wild at the border of the Nine Kingdoms..."

As soon as the words fell, Changyu's old face suddenly turned white, and a mouthful of blood spurted out violently, and the majestic aura on his body instantly withered, which shocked Li Shanqiu and others beside him, and hurriedly flew up to him and worried: "Ancestor..."

"I just fought with those five people, I was injured internally, and I don't get in the way, now we start to hide our breath, don't reveal our whereabouts, and after half a day, we should be able to rush to the border of Shiguo, as long as we pass through Xiding Mountain, we will reach the Nine Kingdoms..."

Listening to Changyu's words, the group all fell to the ground, put away their swords and walked forward, holding Xiao Qi and walking behind everyone Chang'an's eyes flashed, stopped, looked back at the familiar mountains, the birds and flowers, and looked at the familiar rugged path, as if they wanted to keep these firmly in their hearts and buried them deep in their memories.

As time passed slowly, the familiar bye behind everyone gradually blurred, gradually disappeared into the night, and gradually turned into beauty from a trance, only with the longing and beauty of tomorrow, facing the night wind, with a bleak back, towards the road ahead that does not know life and death.

The smile seems to have become the only precious thing that remains in their hearts, while the sorrow and sadness remain on the face and are embedded in the eyes, and the people who survive seem to have undergone some changes to a greater or lesser extent because of this great change.

The cold wind blew down the yellowed leaves on the trees, and also blew their fine hair, and the emaciated and tired female disciples still had tears dried by the wind on their faces, shining in the moonlight, as if telling their stories.

Looking at the weak back who was deliberately walking in front of him, Chang An pursed his lips, quickened his pace, came to her side, held Ruoyu's slightly struggling little hand with a domineering palm, and comforted him lightly: "It's all over..."

Ruoyu's delicate body trembled slightly, and a tear fell from the headscarf that covered her face, making Chang'an's hand tighten involuntarily, and her eyes showed unprecedented persistence and firmness, and he felt that he seemed to understand a lot of things at once...

Tomorrow morning, when the morning sun rises, they will be able to pass through the Xiding Mountain, enter the Nine Kingdoms, as long as they hold on to the time of one night, they will be safe, although the Xiding Mountain is not included in the border of the Nine Kingdoms, but whether it is the monks of the Nine Kingdoms Immortal Cultivation Realm or the Shiguo Immortal Cultivation Realm, they must walk forward to reach the Xiding Mountain.

Because there is a strange energy field on the border between the Stone Kingdom and the Nine Kingdoms, any monk who flies in the air will create a heavenly thunder bombardment and end up in pieces, only on foot, and this heavenly thunder seems to be only aimed at monks, but it has no effect on ordinary mortals.

Time flies, fleeting, in the blink of an eye it is late at night, without any rest, they continue to walk forward, under the illumination of the moonlight, the hazy majestic silhouette gradually appears in the distance, looking at the mountains that stand in a green forest, everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and said secretly: "Xiding Mountain has arrived... It's finally safe..."

But just as the breath in everyone's hearts was released, there were suddenly several galloping sounds in the distance behind them, which were sharp, accompanied by whistling, so that everyone was shocked, and they turned their heads in a panic to see three flying sword lights.

On this flying sword dragging the light, there stood three old men with cold eyes and old faces.

Standing with their hands in their hands, they looked over, and a cruel smile suddenly appeared on the corner of their mouths, and a monstrous killing machine followed, enveloping everyone.

Changyu's eyes flashed coldly, and he said in a deep voice: "Li Shanqiu, Caidezi, follow me to the battle, Lin Ziqing, Xie Lingyun, protect the disciples and continue to move forward... Full speed ahead..."The last sentence was almost shouted out.

Everyone was frightened one by one, looking at the backs of Changyu and the three of them flying out, enduring the horror in their hearts, under Lin Ziqing's roar, they woke up one after another, and they gritted their teeth resolutely, with anxiety and fear, and immediately rushed towards Xiding Mountain not far away.