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Fang Chen withdrew his thoughts, and he sat on the roof of the main hall of the Dan Pavilion, looking at the miserable white moonlight, his heart sad. There was silence all around, and the buildings and houses on the side seemed extremely cold and silent in the faint cold moonlight, like a corpse under a grave.

The Great Tribulation of the Heavenly Gate is coming, and it is about to be destroyed.

It was once one of the six gates of the righteous path of the cultivation realm, and now the first gate of the land country is no longer glorious, it is like a miserable old beggar, it used to be the world's first master of martial arts, but now it is old and decrepit, but it is kicked around and drunk by the third-rate gangsters on the street, full of unwillingness but helpless.

The Three Demon Sects, which can only be regarded as a medium-sized Demon Sect in the Land Country, have three Yuan Infant Stage in the gate, and when the Yuan Infant Elders of Tianyi Gate fell into the Refining Mystery Realm and the cultivation realm began to be in chaos, they brazenly launched an attack on Tianyi Gate.

When the sect was strong, you were the first sect in the land country, and which sect in the land country did not bow down, but now, the situation suddenly changed sharply, and the attitudes of each sect and sect were completely different, and the three demon sects directly showed their greedy fangs.

The path of cultivation is really unpredictable, there is no imaginary beauty in this world, it is like a sanctimonious old liar, under the pretext of cultivating to become an immortal, but under the skin of the immortal world with beautiful aura, it shows a bloody picture of the weak and the strong, and the strength is respected.

Fang Chen remembered Master Nanyang Zhenren, an old man who cared for him in every possible way, but he fell into the Realm of Refining Mystery, leaving him alone from then on. The last loved one in this world has passed away, how can he not be lonely and helpless.

Still immersed in the grief of bad news, the attitude of the doorman began to change. No matter how low Fang Chen's cultivation was, he always had an elder elder elder in the infancy stage, and although others spoke coldly, they didn't dare to go too far. Now that Nanyang Zhenren has fallen outside, while people are panicking, some people's mentality has changed.

"Is this waste still in the Medicine Pavilion now, the sect is in a critical moment, what use can he have, it's just a waste of the sect's resources. ”

Some people were dissatisfied, Fang Chen, as an elder true disciple, his cultivation was not high, but the resources distributed every month were much higher than those of other foundation building period disciples, and now that Elder Nanyang had fallen, some people began to show dissatisfaction.

The Medicine Pavilion manages the sect's elixir resources, and some things start to change from the inside. The deacon of the Medicine Pavilion was a monk surnamed Song in the late stage of foundation building, and when he was distributing the pills at the beginning of the month, he blatantly deducted Fang Chen's share, no one around said anything, and Fang Chen's heart was instantly cold.

Some things are predictable, and if they happen, they won't change much. Fang Chen didn't fight for anything, and there was nothing to fight about at this time.

The Three Demon Sect is like a hungry wolf, ferociously tearing at the huge corpse of a camel in Tianyimen. After breaking through the mountain protection array in a month, the mountain gate fell, and the disciples retreated to the mountain peaks behind. There are seven peaks in the Seven Star Mountain Range, and in less than half a month, the first four peaks have fallen one after another.

The four peaks of Ziyuan, Qingyun, Jinyu, and Cuiyun were occupied by the monks of the Three Demon Sect, and there were disciples who swore to resist to the death, and there were also those who surrendered on their knees, and the remaining disciples fought and retreated, abandoning their original homes and retreating to the rear defense line.

The three peaks of the three peaks, Heavenly Star, Heavenly Blade, and Heavenly Xuan are not far apart, because they are sect powerhouses, and a special protective array is arranged between the three peaks, so that they can have a moment of respite under the offensive of the Three Demon Sects.

Sooner or later, the Seven Star Mountains will fall, and now it's just a matter of stalling for time. Everyone understands that the Three Demon Sect has gathered a large army, and it may be possible to capture the last three peaks in less than a day.

Fang Chen had already seen more than one of his fellow disciples die tragically under the butcher's knife of the Demon Gate Monk, those greedy and murderous faces were deeply imprinted in his mind, he didn't understand why the same monk wanted to kill others, he was going to die under the Demon Sect Disciple's knife, a sword light flew in, helping him block this knife.

It was Wu Tian, his face was cold, but only with deep sadness. Qingyun Peak was captured, many of his fellow disciples died tragically, he saw too much life and death, and his heart was silent. After saving Xia Chen, he continued to fight, only to receive the order of the sect and retreat step by step.

Fang Chen hadn't seen him since, and he didn't know if he was still there. At this time, people are panicked, scattered, and the faces they encounter are sad, numb, and silent.

The eastern sky was white, and the last hour of the night was even colder. The silent night passed away like flowing water, and when the dawn came, it never returned.

This is the last tranquility anymore.

Fang Chen let out a long breath, the sky will be white, and Tianyi Gate will also come to an end. The order from above was to abandon the Celestial Star and the Celestial Sword Peak after dawn and retreat to the Celestial Xuan Peak.

He didn't know what the road would be after that.

Gazing inside, a dead leaf does not move at the heart, as if carved on it.

What kind of leaf is this, Fang Chen didn't know, but this leaf had given him many unexpected benefits in the past six months.

One is the strength of his body, which has increased rapidly since the appearance of the leaves, and he now has the strength comparable to the foundation building period with his physical body alone.

The second is the cultivation speed, this leaf is like a bottomless pit, the energy source is constantly absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, although most of the aura enters the leaf without a trace, but there are still some that benefit Fang Chen, making his cultivation speed much faster.

At the beginning, he had been cultivating desperately for a few years, but it couldn't compare to the speed of half a year now.

It's a pity that the dawn appears, but the future is uncertain, and I don't know if he will be able to live.

The light of day shone from the east, and the world instantly lit up. As dawn breaks, it's a new day.

"Knock~" A bell that shook the earth came from Tianxuan Peak, and countless sword lights rose from the ground in Tianxing Peak and Tianjian Peak, flying towards Tianxuan Peak.

Everything that can be taken away is taken away when it is retreated, Fang Chen doesn't have anything, it's not a move at this time, just pick an important belt.

He didn't have a storage bag, so naturally he couldn't take anything, so he simply didn't take it, and drove the flying sword towards Tianxuan Peak.

Tianxing Peak is about to give up, and the Medicine Pavilion, the place where he has lived for ten years, is finally leaving.

Fang Chen arrived at Tianxuan Peak, fell down, and the sword light flashed and Yin Hong was put into his clothes. This is the square in front of the main hall, where a large number of disciples gathered.

These are the same disciples who practice with peace of mind, so why bother to fall into such a situation. Fang Chen looked at these young faces, and his heart was surging with sorrow.

His eyes swept over the dozen or so people standing in front of the main hall, these were the remaining powerhouses of the sect, and they were also the main force to resist the Three Demon Sects, there were dozens of them in the past, but now there are only more than a dozen left. Of course, there are also those who have traveled abroad and have not returned, there are also those who have fled due to the invasion of the Demon Gate, some have died in battle, and some have switched to the Demon Gate.

The strong ones in the Dan stage are the backbone of all the disciples, and they feel much more relieved to see their disciples who are still in the foundation building and condensation stage. Fang Chen's eyes rolled and he saw a familiar figure.

Qin Fairy, she is still as beautiful as a fairy, floating out of the dust.

"Maybe she's haggard and lonely now. Fang Chen suddenly flashed such a thought.

A loud voice rang out, as if in everyone's ears.

"The forbidden land of the back mountain has been opened, and you will go to the forbidden land immediately. ”

This is the voice of the only Yuan Infant Stage Elder Ziyang Zhenren in Tianyimen, and after he made a sound, everyone immediately went to the forbidden land under the leadership of the strong man of the Yudan Stage.

Fang Chen was the first time he had come to the forbidden land, and it was different from what he had imagined, the forbidden land was desolate, with only one tower standing.

Sky Tower. Fang Chen remembered that there was a tower in the forbidden land mentioned in the sect's classics, and it should be this one.

Fang Chen was among the disciples, and he suddenly saw Fairy Qin's gaze sweeping through the crowd.

"Senior Brother Fang, you are here, come to me!"

Yuanqin's voice rang in his ears, and he raised his eyes to see her smiling face.