Invincible little uncle

Chapter 382 104. Heartbreaking, Sirius strikes!
"Leaving the Pure Land Qinglian Sect within three days?"

Yun Yan believed that this letter was definitely not groundless. Although the family hadn't sent her a letter for a long time, she was the young daughter of the family after all, and if life and death were at stake, she would definitely ventilate.

The news contained in such letters, then, must be astonishing.

In other words, after the catastrophe of the Gate of Flesh and Flesh, the Qinglian School of the Pure Land will face another disaster of extinction?
Just walk away, or?

Seeing the maple leaves falling, Yun Yan, who was standing by the river, saw the image of that idiot standing in front of her, saying something like "you are a disciple of my sect", "you will be fined to copy the sect rules three hundred times" .

Some of the female disciples with a dusty atmosphere showed a smile, the entire Qinglian School of the Pure Land reflected in the twilight sky showed a shallow rose red color, and the lotus flowers in the pond were also dyed a little more gorgeous, and Yunyan by the pond had already made a choice.

After a while.

In the quiet stone house, the dull luster of the nine rounds of bright moon poured in through the window gap, and fell on the letter paper unfolded on the stone table, illuminating the writing on it.

Xia Guang looked at the information on the paper, and thought of the mysterious smile in the disaster camp that said "Bai Guang, someone is discussing to deal with you".

In this way, the information on both sides is matched.

It's just that the new suzerain of the Qinglian sect has never been afraid of trouble.

In the past, he couldn't find anything to do, but now he has a feeling that "people are in the rivers and lakes, the trees want to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop". As long as he follows his specious "fate", he will encounter various things.

"Sovereign, the family will not write to me rashly."

The female disciple with a dusty look quietly looked at the man in front of him, "Moreover, this letter has no beginning or end, and it is not signed, but I know from the handwriting that it was written by my mother."

The two looked at each other silently, which meant that the Yun family, who were members of a family of casual cultivators, had received news that was not good for the Pure Land Qinglian Sect, but the Yun family did not dare to disclose it. Only Yun Yan's mother was worried about her daughter and risked her life to pass it on. After releasing this information, I hope that my daughter will escape.

"You have failed your mother's hopes."

Xia Guang looked at the calm-looking woman in front of him. The latter was wrapped in a snow-white gauze dress today, her temperament was dusty, her face was a little cold under the moonlight, her red lips bloomed like snowflakes, and she casually carried a Shu umbrella by her side. It's like it's always raining outside.

This is the attire of most disciples of the Pure Land Qinglian Sect.

It's just that although Yunyan's eyes are gentle and easygoing, but at this time there is some stubbornness.

This stubbornness is the same as before, she would rather leave the sect by herself than drag down the stubbornness of the sect.

"Your mother knew the information she passed on to you, but you informed the sect. She will definitely call you an unfilial daughter."

Xia Guang smiled.

Yun Yan also laughed, because there was no accusation in the suzerain's words.

She pondered her words for a while, with some bright colors: "I don't dare to leave quietly again, otherwise I will be punished by you, the suzerain, for copying the house rules three hundred times. Last time I held the long pole for seven days and seven nights. My hands are sore, just to copy the door rules
and"

Xia Guang filled a cup of spiritual tea.

While the tea water was turning like a fish's eyes, Yun Yan looked at the man in front of her with a pair of eyes, "And I don't want to see the suzerain, well, something happened to everyone in the sect."

The tea is full, and the moonlight is milky.

Xia Guang pushed forward, "Drink tea."

An allied army united with Sanxiu, Daozong, and Protoss came from afar.

There are flying vehicles, flying swords, and strange beasts pulling carts all over the sky.

This matter involves certain people in the disaster scene, no matter which party dares to slack off.

True Monarch Beilu moves extremely fast, and in public, disasters cannot be left behind, and the people in the scene are extremely threatening, so they also have great research value.

In private, he killed three disciples.

Therefore, he was very efficient. After just a few days, he sent a message and pulled such a group of immortals to the Pure Land Qinglianzong.

The casual cultivators at the front of the huge flying vehicle were Shui Ya, the deputy city lord of Wushuang City, and thirty tall men who held the long saber celestial weapon upside down and wore dark green beast armor.

The eyes of the ferocious beast armor's shoulders are real, and they are turning around.

The bloody mouth on the chest is twitching with fangs, exhaling a white breath, which is not ordinary at first glance.

It seems that these 30 people are not wearing armor, but wearing monsters, or fused with this monster.

These 30 people are the "criminal punishment" organization that Wushuang City has always been famous for, and it has always been dispatched only for extremely serious incidents.

Except for these 30 people, after the huge flying vehicle, there are also many small vehicles flying with three to five people. At a glance, there are hundreds of people coming forward. These are casual cultivators dispatched by Wushuang City.

After all, every battle is an opportunity for casual cultivators to increase their experience, so Wushuang City will also bring these people there, either to participate in the battle, or to watch the battle, in short, as more spectators.

Naturally, the Yun family was also among them, and the woman in fine clothes with anxious eyes was sitting on the sea fish-shaped blue vehicle, her fists hidden in her sleeves clenched, wondering if Yun Yan had received the message she sent.

Different from the huge formation of scattered people, not far from here, there are two strange beast carriages galloping in mid-air.

A carriage was driven by three golden crows, and Fairy Kunpeng was naturally sitting in it.

The other carriage was pulled by a gigantic double-headed upright elephant. Sitting in it was a man with crystal clear skin, his eyes closed, his eyebrows lowered, and a strange sword resting on his lap. The tassel at the end of the sword was extremely Obscure, with traces of threads, but hidden murderous intent to destroy the world.

This person is the eternal sword god of the protoss, and there is no one born in the Jade Realm.

If it weren't for the person in the disaster scene, he wouldn't have shot himself.

A few days ago, he had fought against the Ten Tails of the Demon Tide, but failed to please him, and fled in despair. At this time, he heard that Jing Zhongren, who had confirmed the confirmation of the Demon Tide, put aside his wounds and followed directly.

There were only two people from the Protoss, and they seemed to be far away from the nearly thousand-strong Sanxiura in order to show their nobility.

But to some extent, it can also be seen that there are many casual cultivators and few Protoss.

The realm that can only be obtained through hard work by casual cultivators is born in the gods.

In the eyes of all the protoss, people who are not my race are all pariahs.

Looking at the casual cultivators, the protoss are born with superior intuition, but most of the casual cultivators are not ashamed, but think it is normal. After all, the protoss are emerging and born as gods, so they should have such arrogance .

Fairy Kunpeng and Eternal Sword God are far away from each other.

The leaders in front of the team are Beilu Zhenren from the Daomen Tushita Palace, and several disciples.

The flying sword is like a rainbow, and goes straight to the Qinglian School of the Pure Land.

However, the surrounding clouds suddenly became strange, as if forming a large formation, in which the light of stars shone faintly, and these lights and clouds continued to split, dissociate, and recombine.

Until, within a few breaths, it became a huge monster, with clouds as its face, constantly fissioning, and starlight as its eyes, flickering with an ominous aura, staring at this team of allies.

Several casual cultivators on the vehicle had no time to control their speed, and they crashed directly into the cloud. In just a moment, their bodies also began to fission rapidly like a cloud, turning into pieces of broken flesh.

The wailing stopped soon, and the magic weapons of these casual cultivators, whether it was their own bodies or clothes, were all shattered.

"stop!!"

The casual cultivator on the vehicle, the true king on the flying sword, and the protoss pulling the chariot with strange beasts stopped at the same time, staring at the monster made of clouds and stars that suddenly lay across in front of them.

In the dark behind, the King of the Cracked Heart and Sirius stood quietly.

"Since the newcomer invited us, it is natural to show some face."

"What's more, these people are all vulnerable."

After a brief conversation between the two, behind the beast, they looked at the army with a playful smile.

The battle of Pure Land Qinglian Sect is imminent, and the disaster camp unexpectedly dispatched two people to help it out!

(End of this chapter)