Carry out obscenity to the end

Nalan Butong was extremely calm, when Nalan Yuntian had just retreated to seek a breakthrough and was the leader of the crowd, he stabilized the hearts of the people and responded with all his strength.

Not long after, the whole halfway up the mountain was covered with a thin layer of air mask. The closer to the core of Lingxiaozong, the thicker the air mask became. Countless disciples rushed to inject spiritual power into the formation eyes, and countless spirit stones were thrown in. Many disciples and elders took action, waiting for support at any time. The Ling Xiaozong started to spin faster like a clockwork machine.

And halfway up the mountain, more than a dozen strong men of Daogu Xianfeng looked at the air mask that rose suddenly, and they were completely confused.

One of them is a handsome man, who is not very old, but he is handsome, elegant and elegant, and has an extraordinary aura.

He looked at the air mask that appeared out of thin air, felt the astonishing changes in the sky above, frowned and asked: "Palace Master Xiao, what's going on here?"

Beside him, a majestic man with the imposing manner of a long-time high-ranking man looked at the sky with a stern expression, and said in a deep voice: "Young Master Yelu, this happened suddenly, and I didn't get any information beforehand. Now we can continue up the mountain?"

Hearing this, an old man next to Young Master Yelu glared at Sect Master Xiao: "Xiao Yingxiong, this time we are here for the great cause of the sky, and the respect is more important, and even sent the eldest son Yeluling to come in person, and there is no room for any mistakes. Don't forget that your position in Leng Yue Palace is all supported by me, Qiong Cangdao, if something happens, you won't be able to afford it."

The majestic Lengyue Palace's lord has never been reprimanded like this in his life, but the background of Qiongcang Dao is too powerful, he can only force himself to suppress his anger, snorting coldly, very dissatisfied.

Yeluling waved her hand indifferently: "Old Liang, it's no wonder that something happened so suddenly, Palace Master Xiao. Let's talk about merits and demerits, and we'll talk about it later. No matter what kind of accident happened today, this mountain must be climbed. I have never been afraid of hardships and dangers." , and never gave up halfway. Let’s go up the mountain first to observe the movement. As for the hundreds of Qingtian Dao troops, let them wait outside the gas mask, and once the gas mask disappears, they will rush up the mountain to meet them.”

Outside the gas mask, there are hundreds of strong men wearing battle robes embroidered with the logo of the Double Dragon Battle Sword.

They are screaming, holding huge swords, looking hot and cold, with no expression in their eyes, and fierce aura. No one can ignore them. There seems to be huge power in their bodies. Once the sword is swung down, it will be a shocking killing .

Xiao Yingxiong looked enviously at the hundreds of Qingtian Dao troops blocked by the gas mask, and his heart was burning hot.

Dao army can only be cultivated by super powerful forces. To practice the same kind of killing Taoism, a huge amount of resources are spent, and the training between life and death has a very high elimination rate. Only a few people can persevere.

They are of one mind and one mind, and they cooperate very tacitly. Cooperating with the battle formation is the sharpest artifact on the battlefield.

In addition to Yeluling and Xiao Yingxiong, twelve top powerhouses, five belong to Lengyue Palace, and seven are from Qiongcang Dao, they went straight to the core of Lingxiaozong together.

The celestial phenomena took shape, fire was everywhere, thunder and lightning were everywhere, and the mighty power of heaven poured directly towards Ling Xiaozong.

This scene is so similar to the accident in Mo Yi's consciousness.

The protective cover was broken and replaced in an instant, like a mountain spirit stone being consumed in the blink of an eye, and most of the more than [-] Lingxiaozong disciples were exhausted, including many elders whose spiritual energy was exhausted.

All eight hidden elders and supreme elders of Ling Xiaozong were alarmed, and they joined forces to form a large moving formation, trying their best to dispel the incoming fire, offset most of the power of thunder and lightning, and put the precarious protective gas shield to protect them with difficulty. A disciple of Ling Xiaozong.

"Old Sect Master Nalan, what is going on here? Have you found out what caused the punishment from heaven? If this continues, we may not be able to support it for long?" Long Guang, the Supreme Elder, protruded a mouthful of blood and was accidentally punished by heaven. His strength was injured, and his expression was extremely anxious.

"It has been investigated, but the reason has not been found out, but no matter what, we must go down, otherwise our Lingxiaozong will be destroyed."

Nalan Butong looked at the Jieyun in the sky that still showed no signs of dissipating, and also looked very worried.

The other elders maintained a solemn silence, Ling Xiaozong is their foundation, no matter what, they must protect it.

At this time, Mo Yi in the secret room, the catastrophe in the sea of ​​consciousness gradually passed, the void of reincarnation showed its full power of tolerance, under the pressure of the calamity, thunder and fire, the void was rapidly expanding, evolving all kinds of weirdness, The power of dry glory contained by it began to truly merge, and the absorbed gray power was thrown into it, just like the creation of the world, based on various magical powers, evolving the world, evolving life, and creating reincarnation. [

Jie Lei Liu Huo constantly tempers, forges and sublimates this supernatural power. This kind of supernatural power is accompanied by the pain that can make even the strongest people yearn for a sharp knife. Pain, the determination of the mind is unmatched in the world, his spiritual sense was destroyed, only a spark of fire remained, but it burned tenaciously in the storm.

The integration and evolution of the reincarnation void was finally completed. In the sea of ​​consciousness, the purple, black, and gray three different forces have all disappeared. The only thing left is a round flesh-colored spirit ball, like a newborn embryo, which is cultivating the reincarnation. origin.

After the fusion was completed, the catastrophe of the Sea of ​​Consciousness was finally over, and Mo Yi woke up leisurely. At this time, the Ling Xiaozong outside the secret room, just as many elders had succeeded, and their eyes were full of despair, ready to go to life and death with the Ling Xiaozong. With Mo Yi waking up, the thunder and fire stopped without warning and then gradually dissipated, and the sky became clear again.

But just as they escaped from death and breathed a sigh of relief, ten tyrannical attacks mercilessly attacked the crumbling protective spirit shield. After a crisp sound, the spirit shield was completely shattered, and there was a sound of explosion. It is heard everywhere, which means that the foundation of the entire mountain protection formation has been destroyed.

And this is just the beginning, there are two more domineering sword qi that killed the eight weak core elders in the air. paid a painful price.

Changed to the elbow and armpit, one of the eight core elders of Lingxiaozong died and one was seriously injured, and the other six were all slightly injured.

"Xiao Yingxiong, it's you? You framed my son, and even set up a scheme to force him to enter the Mysterious Realm of Broken Immortals. We Lingxiaozong have not reported this revenge. Today~ you dare to take the initiative to kill him, it is too deceitful." Nalan couldn't understand the face of the attacker, his beard and hair were all stretched out, he wished he could swallow this person alive.

"Nine deaths, isn't Nalan Yuntian still dead? Nalan old man, you and I have always been at odds with each other, and now my Lengyue Palace is about to rule the southeast region. Your Ling Xiaozong must surrender or die." Although Xiao Yingxiong's tone was arrogant, But he maintained his vigilance, Nalan Butong was extremely powerful, still above him, his father was wounded by this old man more than 100 years ago, and was killed by Mo Qianfeng, and finally had to seek refuge in Qiong Kang Dao, was able to recover.

Nalan Butong snorted lightly, and said with disdain: "The era of your brutal rule in Lengyue Palace has long passed. Your father Xiao Batian was cruel and bloodthirsty. The entire southeast region was filled with sorrow and darkness. In the end, the old man and Mo Qian Master Feng unites everyone to overthrow your overlord position. It is pure daydream to want to rule the world again. Now, you Lengyue Palace does not continue to shrink, trying to survive, and you dare to kill my Lingxiaozong. I will keep you, old man Kill you first, then destroy your Lengyue Palace, and sacrifice to the spirit of my Lingxiaozong elder."

Xiao Yingxiong's veins popped up. When he heard Nalan Butong mentioning that period of the past, his father's hatred was as great as the sky, especially when the domineering scenery of Lengyue Palace in the past was gone, which made him feel ashamed every time he thought about it. If it wasn't for Lingxiaozong and Xianyundao, How could he be the majestic lord of the first palace, reduced to the point where he needed to look at other people's faces.

His eyes were scarlet, and he was about to rush forward to fight Nalan Butong to avenge his humiliation, but was stopped by Yeluling.

"Palace Master Xiao, please don't be impulsive. This is just his low-level aggressive method. The Ling Xiaozong will be destroyed today, and you have plenty of opportunities for revenge."

Xiao Yingxiong tried to ignore anyone's words, but Yeluling had no choice but to obey, so he had to suppress his anger and remain silent.

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