Chapter Seventy-Three: The Old Sect Enters the New Gate
"How is that possible?"
Yang Xuan had been repeating this sentence since he entered the martial arts, trembling violently, and the horror and astonishment in his eyes never dissipated. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
The hands were unnaturally clenched into fists, and the force was so great that the bones between the fingers showed a pale color, and a pair of eyes gradually turned blood-red, extremely hideous.
The fat man and Yuemei's faces were rarely extremely solemn, staring at everything in front of them without saying a word, Youruo even covered her small mouth, and her voice was trembling at the moment, and she almost wanted to lose her voice.
As far as the eye can see, the magnificent mountain gate of the past has collapsed, and there are still traces of burning by the fire, and the corpses of two disciples dressed in heavy martial arts robes are wantonly displayed between the dilapidated wreckage, the flesh and blood are blurred, faintly looking, as if the chest and abdomen have been cut open.
On the square of the main hall, there are ruins and broken walls everywhere, and some buildings are still rising with curling white smoke, and the disciples of the same sect who fell to the ground are all the same as the mountain gate, and the blood stains the huge square, and every brick and tile, all scattered on the ground, are all dyed with a touch of blackened red.
On the door of the main hall, the plaque engraved with the three big characters of the heavy martial arts gate has long been lost, and now it is empty.
Yang Xuan lost his soul and went to the Heavy Prison Peak, went to the Chongwu Palace, the Houshan Cave, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and the residence of the inner disciples, and wandered around the entire Chongwu Sect inside and out, but there was no living person, only in the inner room of merit, he saw an old man who seemed to be old age who had also been cut open......
"Elder Taishang...... Yang Xuan's voice trembled a little, with a crying voice, he took a few steps and sat down in front of his corpse, moistening his eyes.
"What the hell is going on? What the hell is this...... Why is it like this......
Youruo and the others stood behind him, looking at him in this state, all of them were silent, and in their hearts, they were more sorry for this tragic situation.
After a long time, everyone restrained the sadness in their hearts, patted Yang Xuan, who was sitting on the ground in a daze, and looked around......
"Looking at this situation, such a tragedy seems to have happened recently, but why hasn't we received the slightest news of such a big movement?"
Yuemei was puzzled, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she couldn't figure out the reason.
"Unless ......"
Yang Xuan came back to his senses, and his figure suddenly stood up, "Unless...... There are inner ghosts in the sect......"
This is a bit far-fetched, but it makes sense...... Do you know who it is?"
"Qiu Jingyu, Shen Fusheng!"
Yang Xuan's words were mixed with strong resentment, I don't know what the reason is, the scene experienced in the ghost palace illusion realm has already confirmed nearly half of the truth, perhaps, it was really the person who was abolished by him with his own hands did it.
Everyone wondered, but these two names had never been heard of.
"Let's go, go to the Sword Pavilion!"
After saying that, Yang Xuan's figure soared into the sky, and the rest of the people followed, and streamers of light swept through the sky above the dilapidated and Xiao Suo's Chongwu Gate, and disappeared in an instant.
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"Bu Feng, Ning Yue, and even Master Fang Tang seem to be still alive......"
After lingering for a few days, Yang Xuan and the others from the heavy martial arts to the Sword Xuange, from the Luoxia Valley to the Fu Sect, the four major third-grade sects in the Southern Regions, all of them were uninhabited, and all of them were full of devastation, and they were also wiped out.
"The news of Shen Fusheng and Qiu Jingyu has not been explored, as if the world has evaporated."
Yang Xuan frowned, at this moment they were in the Luoxia Valley, the place where the beautiful scenery that originally escaped the magnificent glow was now full of ruins, broken ruins, as if telling a suffocating tragic pathos.
After a long time without words, it was still Yuemei who spoke out, pulling Yang Xuan, who was full of sorrow, back to reality from his memories.
"Let's go, let's go back to the palace first, such a big thing has happened in the Southern Regions, I believe the palace master will solve it properly"
Yang Xuan's expression was lonely, after all this, the few people who had not yet seen the corpse had become his only concern at the moment, the one-armed man with a cold face, the little girl with a simple temperament, and the person who led him to the threshold of cultivation......
"It can only be like this" Yang Xuan nodded heavily, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, or pray, "You must live, I, Yang Xuan, will definitely find out the whole story, if it is really Shen Fusheng's doing......"
As soon as he thought of this, a trace of ruthlessness and coldness flashed on his expression.
The fat man stepped forward slowly, patted Yang Xuan's shoulder, sighed faintly, and the group of four people stopped staying, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.
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The capital of the Cloud Wasteland
In the more than a month after the end of the Cloud Desolate Tower Fighting Festival, many new faces were suddenly ushered in, but this was quite insignificant for an incomparably large imperial capital.
The only thing that seems to be something unusual is the appearance, demeanor, and temperament of these new faces...... It is very different from the common people.
"Tut-tut, look, that man is missing an arm...... Can you still make a knife like this?"
"Who doesn't say it? He had a cold face, as if someone owed him money. ”
"Shhhh
As soon as these words came out, a few people who had nothing to do and were ridiculing them on the side were stunned, cold sweat appeared on their foreheads, and they were frightened, but fortunately, those people didn't seem to hear it, if it was really as he said...... The consequences are unimaginable.
Looking closely, it was a fierce look, with the long knife on his waist that looked cold, adding to the ferocity, I am afraid that it is not less bloody, and when I think of this, several people cast grateful eyes on it.
immediately became cautious in his words and deeds, and even turned around and left directly, this ghost scene is still not seen.
Bu Feng is a cultivator, how could he not hear it, but at this moment, he didn't care about anything else, tilted his head slightly, looked at the several men and women who were all injured following behind him, sighed in his heart, and his cold gaze became much more determined.
All the way without a word, everyone followed the footsteps of Bufeng, came to a rather magnificent mansion courtyard, painted red door posts, high roof beams, hanging a plaque, bronzing background, written with two italics "Bufu"
Seeing this scene, the group behind him was stunned, but they heard that Bu Feng had a story, but they didn't expect to involve the Bu family in this Cloud Desolate Dynasty.
The door opened, but I saw a little guy in cloth, quietly poking his head out, looking at the person in front ......of the courtyard of the master's family, it didn't matter, he frowned, and a faint sense of surprise flashed in the depths of his eyes, which seemed to be a little incredulous.
"Are you...... Step-by-step sealing?...... Young Master?"
"Hmph" Bufeng didn't reply, walked forward, climbed the stone steps step by step, stood still in front of the door, didn't bother to pay attention to this servant, and gently pushed the door with one hand, but it flashed his head.
Bu Feng's face was calm, and he slowly said, "I'm back, come and get back what belongs to me with my own hands......"
The sound is rolling, spreading to the surroundings, the entire Bufu, up to the patriarch, down to the miscellaneous servants, all the ears are like thunder, all of them are extremely frightened, and even a trace of panic has emerged.
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A continuous group of mountains, lush and lush, but I don't know where this southern region is, revealing a deep atmosphere.
From time to time, there are bursts of birds and beasts roaring in the forest, sometimes panicked and fluttering their wings, sometimes fleeing and roaring in horror, as if there are some strange people or things passing through it, disturbing people and purity.
Suddenly, somewhere in the middle of the vast mountains, a desperate and wailing beast roar sounded, as if it had suffered some incomparably great pain, or an indescribable fear and injury, and the sound shook all over the wilderness.
Soon after, there seemed to be the sound of a sharp weapon entering the flesh, accompanied by a heavy object falling to the ground abruptly, and finally returned to calm.
At the abnormal place, there was a young man in a blood-colored robe standing here, under his feet was the body of a tiger that was silent at all, still warm, at this moment, a little bit of bright red blood slowly rose from his heart, the amount was very small, but it was full of energy, and was inhaled into the body by the young man.
"Bah......" the young man took a heavy sip, his expression full of disgust, "Beasts are beasts...... This deserves to be called essence blood?"
Then, as if there was still anger in his heart, he kicked out, and with a bang, he kicked the body of the tiger that was the size of the three people combined, and the blood and flesh were scattered all over the ground, splashing on the grass, trees and stones, and the scene became more and more cruel and messy.
Seeing this, a trace of hideousness and pleasure flashed in the young man's red eyes, "Hehe, it is still the monk's essence and blood that is the most mellow and the most energetic...... The four major sects, I'm afraid there must be tens of thousands of people...... It's really delicious."
The young man is none other than Shen Fusheng, who was once abolished by Yang Xuan in the battle of the Flood Trial, but now he doesn't know what evil method he used, not only did he cultivate to the fullest, but he seemed to be better than before.
With his own strength, he wiped out all the four major sects, and the means were not ruthless and cruel.
"According to what Lord Blood Demon said, presumably that peerless murder weapon, the Blood Demon Knife, should be in this desolate secret realm...... It's time for him to see the light of day again...... Hahaha......"
The hideous laughter stirred up the incomparably evil man in this mountain forest, and the feet did not stop, and the figure instantly rushed out, the speed was extremely fast, and it took less than half a day to come to the destination of this trip, the clear pool surrounded by three peaks, that is, the entrance of the Flood Desolation Secret Realm.
Shen Fusheng's face sank, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Damn, that bastard called Bufeng, I didn't expect to be able to advance the sword momentum to sword intent, the power is really not small, if it weren't for the cultivation of the blood demon senior's technique, I would definitely be defeated."
As he spoke, he gritted his teeth hatefully, as if he still had some injuries on his body that had not healed, and he still felt in this beautiful place, after all, in the past, it was here that he suffered the shame and humiliation of the person who also came from the Chongwu Sect.
"Yang Xuan, hum...... The heavy force has been destroyed, and it will be you who will come down......"
Leaving these words, Shen Fusheng's pale big hand bluffed, and the rich blood-colored energy appeared in an instant, revealing an evil aura, and suddenly bombarded the waterhole, and after a while, the waterhole seemed to be boiled by a high temperature, and it kept tumbling, and a series of bubbles appeared.
There was no wild vision when the secret realm was opened, but now it was just a change in this pool of water, Shen Fusheng smiled coldly, jumped deep, burst out a huge splash, and disappeared into it.
After he entered, the silence of the world suddenly returned, the grass and trees were still the same, the birds and beasts were the same as yesterday, as if nothing had happened.