Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 2080 Bright Sword
Probably to "repay" the teacher's negligence, the person who fell closer grabbed the corner of True Monarch Yuanheng's robe, clenched into a rough ball as if revenge, and stood up half propped up.

Ningxia felt that He Haigong was really a master of atmosphere adjustment.And as time goes by, his ability to resolve conflicts naturally seems to increase, just like his peaceful and happy temperament, most of the time he can face sudden accidents optimistically.

In fact, she thinks this is also a kind of talent and a manifestation of her state of mind.With such an open mind, as long as he can persevere in his efforts and keep accumulating, then the realm he can naturally reach in the future will certainly not be bad.

However, Ning Xia really thinks that his Senior Brother He's talent and skills are all based on such a similarly biased EQ.It seems that his overall EQ value is not high, and his nerves are surprisingly thick and wide, so he often appears a little careless in many cases.

but it does not matter.Ningxia believes that this shortcoming can be gradually resolved with the passage of time.

Just like now, the other party's carelessness at the moment has eased the current atmosphere very well.

Zhenjun Yuanheng didn't take advantage of the situation to put Ning Xia down, and kept holding the child horizontally, and Ning Xia couldn't see most of the "scenery" below.

It just felt that following Zhenjun Yuanheng's unknown action, everyone stood up one after another as if they had been supplemented with some kind of strength.

There are those who groan for headaches, face pain from falling, knee pain... Of course, the most common ones are ear pain.

Ear hurt?After listening to it, two big question marks appeared on Ningxia's face. Things seemed to be different from what she imagined...

What accident happened just now, what attacked everyone?So which species of attack will make everyone feel earache.

But it doesn't seem like a trivial matter.After all, looking at the blockbuster movies that are scattered nowadays, were they all brought down just now?What kind of group attack can bring down a large group of people so efficiently.

As everyone calmed down, the whole scene seemed to be gradually recovering, not as dead and terrifying as before.

The second person who eased over and joined the conversation was Jin Lin.The opponent's condition was obviously better than He Haigong's, and he didn't seem to be affected much, but his face turned slightly pale.

"Junior Sister, you are lucky that you didn't get that strange sound. For a moment just now, I felt like my soul was going to fly away. Fortunately, the barrier set up by Master blocked most of us. Otherwise, you probably wouldn't be able to see the sober sound now." us."

The attack just now was... a strange sound?

Ningxia quickly captured a certain keyword.Although the description was accurate enough, it was not specific enough. She still couldn't connect the deadly strange sound with chaos, or she couldn't imagine what kind of strange sound could bring down such a large group of people.

The little monks were all flustered. They seemed to have been appeased and cared for by Daoist Mingjing, and comforted by Zhenjun Yuanheng's spiritual power.

Sending the younger children to a place close to Zhenjun Yuanheng, Zhenren Mingjing glanced at his guide with some resentment.Most likely it was because Zhenjun Yuanheng "forgot" about them.

Of course, he didn't blame Zhenjun Yuanheng for taking special care of Ningxia when he was in danger just now.Because the distance between the two of them is infinitely close, naturally it should be the most convenient thing to do.And although he was not very clear about it, he also knew that Ning Xia had some problems in his body, and he really should take more care of it.

Master Mingjing was blaming himself, the elder, for his rare negligence. After the disaster, he even forgot that there were still a group of disciples who "fainted" and fell to the ground.God knows how delicate his mood was when he regained consciousness lying on the ground... after his elders seemed to be in a daze while hugging him.

Hello!Do you still remember the disciples lying all over the place at home?

However, Daoist Mingjing also knows that he, an elder, has a sense of propriety in doing things, so it is naturally impossible to ignore the rest of the disciples on purpose for some reason.Although he can't be absolutely fair, he is a truly open-minded person.

It was probably because something was really stuck just now, and he couldn't take into account the situation of the other disciples.Besides, he also knew that if it wasn't for the spiritual power barrier that True Monarch Yuan Heng could have released in an instant, everyone would not be in a better place now.

Of course, that strange sound was not as simple as a sonic attack, otherwise it wouldn't have knocked down so many people on the spot.Daoist Ming Jing's cultivation level is relatively high among the crowd, even through a thick barrier of spiritual power, he can clearly feel the blasting spiritual pressure hidden in the sound waves.

At that moment, the first thing he felt was not a strange sound, but something broke, hidden in this strange sound.

However, despite the protection of the spiritual power barrier, the hidden voice that could affect the soul still had a considerable impact, so many people, especially those who were more sensitive or had certain specialities, fainted on the spot.

After receiving the spiritual flow sent by Zhenjun Yuanheng to appease, the situation of most people also stabilized, but they were still in shock, worried that a new accident would happen in the next moment.

Everyone involuntarily moved closer to Zhenjun Yuanheng, as if they wanted to gain more sense of security.

Ningxia still hasn't been let go. It doesn't feel cool to be regarded as some kind of key protected "animal" by the teacher, and it's even a little embarrassing.But she, who thought she was extremely thick-skinned, could barely overcome it, and then she was quite proud to find that everyone felt the same... Thanks to this man for his reliability and strength.

She felt that after this matter was over, no matter what their thoughts were, everyone present would probably have a glorious impression of Zhenjun Yuanheng in their hearts.Maybe there will be a large number of fans invisibly.

In short, it is also the luck of all misfortunes, Zhenjun Yuanheng obviously has a foresight, and everyone is still relatively far away from that disaster.So the damage they suffered was much smaller than before.

Anyway, looking at the corner of the front from their side, it is like purgatory, with blood lingering, accompanied by constant wailing.Ningxia and others dare not imagine what kind of situation the disaster there will extend into.

However, there is still no rest above the altar that rises quietly in the center, and the huge aura ball "guarding" on the top is still shining with red light.

However, as the strange sound disappeared, the flowing red halo gradually began to fade, and dissipated little by little as the aura of the outer barrier melted.

As if responding to the thoughts of the caring people present, revealing the true body hidden in it.

Everyone saw it—it was a spirit sword.

A sword as bright as the sun and the moon.

(End of this chapter)