Sister, I don't want to work hard

The main altar of the robbery palace.

Mei Qingfeng looked tense in mid-air, and was leading a group of senior disciples to patrol around. On the dark sky, the magnificent clouds and dense purple air have been significantly reduced compared to the past.

This is a sign of a significant loss in the sect's luck, roughly estimated to be less than [-]% of what it was in its heyday, and the trend of dissipating luck has not yet come to an end.

At this moment, more than one-third of the giant void continent with a radius of billions of miles has been shattered in the earth-shattering battle. The Zongmen's mountain protection formation built on this basis has long since collapsed.

As for the disciples of the past, only [-] to [-]% of them are still alive, and many of them were affected by the war and seriously injured.

In a word, the tragic blow that Jieyun Palace has encountered this time is something that has never been experienced in the past tens of millions of years. It is not known how long it will take to repair the trauma and return to the peak state it used to be.

"Damn Celestials..."

Although cultivated with the manner of a saintly priest, Mei Qingfeng still couldn't help but have the urge to greet the eighteen generations of their ancestors. If it wasn't for that group of aliens making trouble, why would their own sect suffer such disaster?
Of course, the Fortune Palace hooked up with them in the past, and secretly obtained too many benefits that they shouldn't have. Now that this calamity seems to be caused by karma in the dark?
On the vast land, groups of disciples can be seen from time to time repairing various formation nodes. In the void, there are high-ranking elders gathering the broken land blocks with great magic power, and then splicing them together with the giant land again.

It's just that such a huge project not only consumes exaggerated costs, but also lacks manpower. It is by no means a one-time job to complete it. At present, we can only take one step at a time.

"Your Highness, there is another large army of demon descendants appearing in the Muyang Starfield. The remaining disciples are overwhelmed and need the support of the sect urgently." An elder came to salute and reported.

"Got it, I'm going to discuss it with Master."

Mei Qingfeng rubbed between her brows, feeling exhausted physically and mentally.

Perhaps because of the sharp decline in the luck of the sect, since this period of time, the number of demon legion attacks encountered in many territories has become more and more frequent, and the scale has become larger and larger, and the strength of the demon individuals that have appeared has become more and more powerful , so that the Zongmen's mobile support force was exhausted, with heavy casualties, and it was no longer as easy as before.

In the Zongmen Council Hall.

At this moment, Ziyang Xianzun, the patriarch of Jieyun Palace, sat on the main seat with a gloomy expression, Yun Miaozi stood with his head bowed below, and a group of surviving high-level elders were also present, all of them looked respectful.

"...look at what you guys have done!"

Immortal Ziyang stared at Yun Miaozi coldly, the fury in his heart could hardly be suppressed, so much so that more than once he had the urge to shoot him to death. What are they?
Colluding with other species for selfishness, betraying the interests of the Taixu Starry Sky, secretly cooperating with the Celestials and Humans for so many years, thinking that they are clever, and taking advantage of everything, but in fact they are just seeking skins from tigers, being used by the Celestials and Humans, and becoming plotters to plot the air luck of the Taixu Star A powerful accomplice.

Up to now, if the ancestors of Kaipai hadn't returned in time, the entire sect's foundation would have become someone else's spoils of war.

Moreover, in order to drive away that group of aliens, three of Ziyang Immortal Venerable's proud disciples died on the spot in the battle, and even the remnant souls could not be rescued.

These unworthy descendants are all experts who cheated their ancestors!
If it wasn't for the fact that the Zongmen was employing people and needed these bastards to work in the future, Ziyang Immortal Venerable really wanted to let them go out of their wits.

After getting angry, Ziyang Immortal Venerable asked helplessly: "Have you found the whereabouts of that group of aliens?"

Yun Miaozi said cautiously: "So far, they have not been found. The last time I learned of their whereabouts was three days ago. At that time, they had just fled into the dark fairyland near the Yama Nebula."

Since there are still two emperors with intact combat power on the side of the Celestial Race, the eyeliner of the Jieyun Palace did not dare to chase too quickly, so they could only follow them from a distance, but the opponent's methods were the same.
He is not a vegetarian, and has basically gotten rid of the tracking of the robbery palace by now.

It is not impossible to continue to pursue, but the current Jieyun Palace no longer has the ability to drive the opponent to death, so even if it is found, there is nothing to do.

Let other sect forces help?
Don't think about it too much, now the forces outside count one by one, and they don't have a good look at the Palace of Fortune. Seeing that they have suffered a catastrophe, thank God if they don't come to make trouble.

Ziyang Immortal Venerable sighed: "Let's just leave it at this moment. It is right to speed up the restoration of the Zongmen's main altar. There is no need to pay too much attention to other things now."

"Yes, grandpa."

Yun Miaozi responded respectfully.At this time, he really wanted to ask if the sect still had enough power in the upper realm. If a group of strong men could return, it would be much easier to ensure that the Jieyun Palace passed the current period of weakness smoothly.
It's just that he also understands that Ziyang Immortal Venerable is in a bad mood right now, and that a single carelessness may provoke the wrath of thunder, so he didn't dare to say anything more after all.

Ziyang Xianzun knows his own family affairs. In the upper realm of the strong cloud, the Jieyun Palace, which is not known for its tyrannical combat power, has not been doing very well these years, and often fights with several surrounding forces to grab the source of territory. Severe loss of sect strength.

Therefore, the seven quasi-sage emperors who came back are already half of the strategic forces of the upper realm robbers. , cannot consider such an option.

Therefore, Ziyang Immortal Venerable can only hope that the three seriously injured emperors will recover as soon as possible, and then repair the Zongmen's main altar, so that there is still a chance to plot the luck of Taixu Starry Sky.

If it is delayed until the patriarchs of other sects return one after another, it may be difficult for Jieyun Palace to do anything.

……

Deep in the dark fairyland.

In a temporarily opened cave in a certain abandoned void floating land layer, Zi Huang and Ling Xi, with gloomy expressions, followed beside Emperor Bai Yuan without saying a word.

Not far away, a group of Da Luo-level powerhouses of the Celestial Human Race are silently arranging the altar and building the magic circle. Since they carry ready-made components and materials with them, the progress is quite fast.

When the formation is completed and the space-time channel is reopened, the surviving Celestials can return to the Misty Mystery.After arriving there, healing and recovery will naturally be much easier.

It's just that the two fallen emperors and thousands of Taiyi and Daluo level powerhouses are impossible to resurrect.

"Are you going back like this?"

On the side, the ashen-faced Emperor Yuanxi asked unwillingly.

Emperor Bai Yuan breathed out lightly, and said expressionlessly: "Otherwise? We don't have enough power to use now, and the Taixu Starry Sky is not our home field. If you don't want to be besieged by those human forces, go back to the fog first." Illusory Secret Realm is the wisest choice.”

This time, the high-level investment of the Celestial Human Clan has never been greater. They thought they could make great achievements in one fell swoop, but they never expected it to happen so quickly!
Emperor Yuanxi's expression was dull: "The power of the Taixu Starry Sky in the upper realm is beginning to return. If we don't take appropriate measures, the source of luck in this time and space will be out of our reach. Without this large profit, our team The exiled clansmen don't know when they will be able to return to the ancestral land of the heavens."

Emperor Bai Yuan glanced at him: "Since this is the case, the only way to recall those old fellows who have traveled abroad is to try to recall them. At this time of great changes, no one can be alone."

There are nine quasi-sage emperors of the Celestial Clan on the surface, and they jointly control the supreme authority of the Misty Mystery, but the strategic background hidden in the dark is far more than that.

Now that they have encountered such a big setback, if they want to continue plotting the Taixu Starry Sky, they can only bet more chips, because for the Celestial Human Race, this is a war they simply cannot afford to lose.

"Anyway, let's go back first,"

Emperor Bai Yuan said softly: "We will come back when the injury is healed. In fact, in the current situation of the Taixu Starry Sky, these human forces are also going to conflict with each other. From the standpoint of our Celestial Race, why not Let them fight fiercely for a few games first, and when the fight is almost done, the opportunity will come naturally
Up. "

There is only one supreme opportunity, and everyone wants it. Therefore, when massacres occur in the future, mountains of corpses and seas of blood will be inevitable.

If the Celestials change their strategy, sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and wait until the time is right to end, there will be a high probability of having the last laugh.

"Okay! That's it."

Emperor Yuanxi heaved a sigh of relief, and felt that the injuries in his body were not so uncomfortable anymore.

……

Yunmeng Tiangong, the mountain behind Yudao Peak.

On the large martial arts arena, the senior sisters were divided into two to compete in sword skills, the light and shadow were blurred, and the sword energy was howling.

Qin Muling on the sidelines was leaning on the seat, sipping spirit wine and fine nectar contentedly, silently admiring the masters' mastery of swordsmanship.Luo Huan and Feng Xia sat on his left and right sides, waiting attentively for him.

Under the desk table, Su Yuanzhen's head was drooping, his black hair was scattered like a waterfall on his tall and plump chest, his beautiful eyes were shining brightly, and he was carefully beating his legs.

Since she has the highest cultivation level, she is not allowed to leave the stage, so she can only stay and serve the little junior brother. Of course, this is exactly the good thing she can't wait for.

After watching it for a while, I have to admit that the third senior sister Qi Yalan's advantage is quite obvious. After all, her talent is the way of sword repair, and she has a lot of inspiration and dao rhymes from Qin Muling, so she can overwhelm most senior sisters and sisters.

Well, only Princess Longyi can restrain her by virtue of her cultivation level. As for Luo Qinghan and Mu Yinshuang, the later saintesses, they are inferior to Qi Yalan in both cultivation and swordsmanship.

Fairy Qing Chan's performance was quite satisfactory. Qin Muling looked at her for a while, and had no impression of her kendo accomplishments, but she had a more intuitive understanding of her unusually plump and plump figure, too majestic and majestic bust and hip line, intense In the battle, the scenery is too easy to make my heart rhythm unbalanced.After thinking for a while, Qin Muling picked up the jade talisman in hand, and calmly sent her a message: "Wait for nothing tonight and wait for me to enjoy you!"

On the field, dressed in a deep green dress, the heroic, bright and charming Fairy Qing Chan suddenly felt something, and glanced at the jade talisman on Hao's wrist, a trace of strangeness appeared in her beautiful eyes.

"???"

Enjoy me?
Little junior brother, little junior brother, who enjoys whom, don't you have any clues in your mind?
Gently glanced at the beautiful boy in purple clothes on the sidelines, Fairy Qing Chan's beautiful eyes were full of charm, and she was already thinking about what program to arrange for him at night.