Yin Cang, the death of the red-haired old man was a devastating blow to the disciples of the Cangyin Sect and the combined forces of the East and the West.

With a panicked sound of "Run", the scene was chaotic, and the Cangyin forces, which had not suffered losses in the situation, began to collapse.

The shock that Qin Kong brought to them was too great, in front of Qin Kong, they no longer had half a point of fighting, only deep fear.

They originally thought that this time, the two innate masters would be in charge, and they would have no worries.

But the bloody heads of Yin Cang and the others told them that they were wrong.

Witnessing the collapse of Yin Cang's forces, the disciples of the four factions all cheered loudly.

Because they knew that they had won the big war.

Thinking about the dead brothers and sisters around me, tears welled up in my eyes one by one.

Blood, tears, mixed together, have long been indistinguishable.

They were excited but sad.

Qin Kong held the Dragon Yin Sword with both hands, and the Dragon Yin Sword pierced deep into the ground, and when he saw that Yin Cang's forces were almost gone, his body began to stagger.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth with a "poof", and he seemed to be unable to hold it anymore, and fell backwards.

"Qin Kong, the master-" Countless exclamations and worried voices sounded.

Qin Kong found himself falling into a soft embrace, and when he looked up, he had a slightly haggard face, but he was overwhelmed.

Seeing the beauty's tears rolling, Qin Kong smiled bitterly and said, "Biyun, I'm fine, just take care of it!"

As he spoke, he spurted out another mouthful of blood.

"Don't talk, rest well!" Tears dripped down from Biyun's beautiful face, soaking Qin Kong's clothes, and with the support of Biyun and Ye Muqing's two daughters, Qin Kong returned to the Qingyuan Palace of Fairy Peak.

Everyone went to the bottom of the fairy peak until they stopped.

Zhao Wushuang said with emotion: "If there is no Brother Qin this time, we are afraid that we will have turned into ashes, and Brother Qin's merits can be described as unprecedented and unprecedented!"

He turned his head as he spoke, and said with a straight face: "The disciples of the Dingtian Sect listen to the order, from this moment on, seeing the head of Qin is like seeing the deity!"

"Yes, Master!" all the Ding Heaven Sect disciples bowed down in unison.

"I am Honglin Temple, I am Jingxin Nunnery, from now on, Qin Zhangmen has been sent, going to the soup and fire, and I will not give up!"

For them, Qin Kong deserves such supreme support.

Without Qin Kong, there would be no them, and there would be no hidden door.

This battle completely established the identity of the leader of the Qinkong Hidden Sect.

Ye Chen, Qi Luo, Ding Shangwu and the disciples of the Immortal Mountain Sect were very excited at this time.

They never dreamed that this day would come so quickly.

The joint statement of the three major sects indicates that from this moment on, the Xianshan faction, which was originally ranked last, will officially replace Cangyin and stand proudly at the top of the hidden sect.

"Ladies and gentlemen, in the future, I will send a banquet to celebrate this hard-won victory, and now please go to the guest room to rest. Fairy Qiluo came to the crowd and said to everyone, Qin Kong is not here, as the host, she naturally has this obligation.

In this big battle, the four factions suffered heavy casualties and suffered great losses, and the necessary cultivation was what they needed most at the moment.

Fairy Kira's words were exactly what they wanted.

"In this way, thank you for the hospitality of your fellow Xianshan!" Zhikong and others returned the salute.

Immediately, under the guidance of the disciples of the Xianshan Sect, they went to the guest room one by one to rest.

A great war came to an end.

Three days later, the Xianshan faction held a feast.

As the master, although Qin Kong was seriously injured and had not recovered, he still showed up at the table.

Three days of recuperation made his face slightly better.

As soon as Qin Kong appeared, it was what everyone expected.

Countless voices of worship sounded one after another, and Qin Kong also smiled and saluted one by one, regardless of the size of the sect.

is in a high position, but he is still not arrogant or impatient, humble and polite, which makes all the sects present feel good.

Everything that Yin Cang had worked so hard to get, now Qin Kong had gotten it.

is the so-called success and defeat, which is what is said.

"Brother Qin, this time my Hidden Sect faction survived, it's all thanks to you!" After Qin Kong sat down on the main seat, Zhao Wushuang got up and said a word, and everyone from the surrounding factions followed suit.

Qin Kong smiled and said: "Brother Zhao is polite, this time we were able to achieve victory, all because everyone worked together and was not afraid of strong enemies." ”

He got up as he spoke, picked up a glass of wine and said: "Everyone, this first glass of wine allows us to salute the predecessors, brothers and sisters of all factions who died in this war, without their sacrifices, we would not be where we are today, and they have made great contributions." ”

When everyone heard this, they got up one after another.

Follow Qin Kong to spill the wine on the ground, thinking about those who died, they were extremely sad in their hearts, but the deceased was gone, no matter how sad they were, it was irreparable.

Only by keeping them in mind and worshipping them eternally is true respect for them.

A banquet starts quickly and ends quickly.

After the various factions finished the banquet, they began to retreat from the Xianshan faction.

Qin Kong is not a stingy person, in this war, all factions suffered heavy losses, and he also gave them a batch of pills to revitalize the mountain gate.

After thanking Qin Kong, the Dingtian faction and Honglin Temple left one after another.

The Holy Smoke Master of the Meditation Nunnery was about to say goodbye to Qin Kong, but was stopped by Qin Kong.

Among the four factions this time, the Jingxin Nunnery almost destroyed the entire sect, looking at the twenty or thirty disciples behind the Holy Smoke, Qin Kong's heart was even more sentimental.

In order to resist this catastrophe, they sacrificed too much.

"Master Qin, what do you have to say?" Senior Sister once confessed that if she died, everything would be listened to Qin Kong, of course the holy smoke would not be violated, especially after Qin Kong turned the tide with her own strength, she admired Qin Kong even more.

"Holy Smoke Master, you have suffered the greatest loss this time, and the deity has specially prepared an extra pill for you, I hope you don't have to excuse yourself. Also, you take this jade with you, if there is a danger in the future, you only need to crush it, and the deity will come as soon as possible!"

Holy Smoke looked grateful.

She knew that if she shirked at this moment, it would be a bit pretentious.

She saluted Qin Kong and said, "Master Qin's kindness, I am grateful to the meditation nunnery. Master Qin, I'll leave now!"

After accepting the things that left Qin Kong, the holy smoke said goodbye to Qin Kong and the others.

"There will be a date later!"

"There will be a date later!"

"Let's go, let's go back!" Outside the mountain gate, after sending off the disciples of the three sects, Qin Kong returned to his sect with Biyun and the others.

The continuous battle caused great losses to the Xianshan faction.

Except for a few people who were left on duty, the rest of the people entered a state of retreat.