"The two of them are fighting. Why don't you run away and stay to die now?" A disciple shouted to his dazed companion beside him.
"Yes, run away. If you stay, you will die sooner or later!"
…
For a moment, figures, either bright or dark, ran towards the foot of the mountain.
"The Sword Sect is really over!" Someone among the onlookers in the distance said sadly.
"Had it not been for Bingdie's secret suppression in the past two years, I'm afraid the Sword Sect would have been dead in name only!"
When everyone heard this, they all sighed. The former overlord of the Daluo Dynasty had almost disappeared in just a few days.
"Who would have thought that the mighty Sword Sect would be destroyed in the hands of a young master from a remote town!"
"Shh, it's better to say less about some things. I heard that the young master of the Lu family has not yet fallen and has already left the Daluo Dynasty!"
"What?"
With an exclamation, the surrounding onlookers looked sideways, "Yes, I got the news too!"
"How is this possible? Jian Zong sent out the entire sect, even the two powerful men Jian Wuye and Bingdie, but they haven't caught the young master of the Lu family yet?"
There were screams and gasps one after another. Everything was unbelievable!
"Have you not noticed that Bingdie, the former master of Jianzong, seems to be different from Lu Chen? I heard that Lu Chen was able to escape this time because of Bingdie's betrayal, which caused Jian Wuye's personality to change drastically. !”
"You can pull him down. A strong man from the Sword Sect has a tough mind. How could his character change drastically because of this?" Many cultivators didn't believe it.
"Shh, I'm telling you, I got a secret report that Jian Wuye, an old man, has a dark mind. He just adopted the master of the Jian Sect in order to occupy his beloved disciple!"
"I..." When everyone around him heard this, they were shocked and said, "Isn't it possible? How can this old man endure it for so many years?"
"Who says it isn't?"
…
In the Jianzong Houshan Cave, the royal ancestor handed a map to Bingdie, turned around and headed towards the direction of the cave where corpses were frozen.
Opening the map, he found that it turned out to be the route map of this cave. Bingdie was surprised. This was Jian Wuye's retreat. Even though he had never been there, the ancestor of the royal family actually had a map of this place.
In particular, a tunnel marked with a red line leads directly outside Jianzong.
Click!
Bingdie opened the dungeon door with one palm, "Quick, let's go!" 33
He pulled the girl who was almost collapsed in the dungeon up and pushed her out of the dungeon. After a while, the group of people hurriedly fled towards the tunnel.
"Can we really escape?" A seven or eight-year-old girl asked, holding Bingdie's hand.
"Sister, I will take you out!" Bingdie patted the back of the little girl's head, tied her long hair into a bun, and hurriedly followed the crowd in front.
Looking at Hantan in front of him, "Jian Wuye, you are more ruthless than me!"
After saying that, the royal ancestor slapped the wound on his left hand with his palm, and a line of blood shot into the cold pool.
Bah...
The blood just fell on the frozen corpse in the cold pool, like the sound of cold water sprinkled on hot coals, the heat rose, and the royal ancestor smiled.
"Let's end this corpse!" After saying that, the figure jumped down.
When it was near the bottom, the body of the royal ancestor suddenly expanded, and then exploded with a bang, and the minced meat and blood splashed everywhere. The strange thing was that all the minced meat and blood that should have been splashed fell towards the bottom of the cold pool.
Just for a moment, the entire cold pool returned to tranquility again, as if the royal ancestor had never passed by.
A strong man at the peak of the Spirit Emperor Realm self-destructed, seemingly without any damage to the cold pool!
Above Jian Zong's back mountain, Jian Wuye looked at the trembling back mountain with a gloomy look on his face, "You are an old man who will fight against me until you die!"
Looking at the back mountain that was shaking more and more violently, Jian Wuye shot the wooden sword in his hand into the air and grabbed the mountain behind him.
"Huh?" Jian Wuye was surprised when he saw that there was nothing behind him.
Looking back, I suddenly felt the urge to scold my mother. The huge Jianzong, with its peaks and peaks, was so vast, but now it was completely silent and empty.
Even Jian Wuye was in a trance for a while. In the entire Jian Sect, which was once the most powerful sect in the Daluo Dynasty, he was the only one who existed today.
Looking at the back mountain that was shaking more and more violently, Jianwuye flashed a trace of panic in his eyes. He wanted to sacrifice the existence in the mountain with blood, but he never thought that the entire Jianzong was deserted and there was no one to sacrifice!
"Damn, by the way, there are ice butterflies down there!" Gritting his teeth, Jian Wuye whispered, and after a moment of pondering, the wooden sword in mid-air finally shed a sword light, cutting a crack in the earth.
Looking at the crack in front of him, Jian Wuye hesitated for a moment and grabbed the wooden sword in his hand.
The wooden sword in his hand was what he got from the ground. Unfortunately, he couldn't open the terrifying coffin by all means.
He once thought about capturing Lu Chen alive and opening the black coffin with the treasure in his hand. Even if it didn't work, he could search for Lu Chen's soul and get the relics that Lu Chen was looking for. He never thought that he would escape from the Great Luo Dynasty.
He hesitated when the royal ancestor collapsed the entrance to the cave. He didn't want to die yet. Even if the coffin reached the Lingzong realm, it still made his heart palpitate. There seemed to be something ominous inside.
"Father, the Sword Sect seems to be hiding some unknown secret!" The prince said, "Would you like to send someone to investigate!"
The Lord of Da Luo shook his head when he heard this, "There is a coffin there, a very scary coffin, no one knows its origin!"
"Coffin?" The prince was surprised. He wanted to ask his father how he knew.
"It has been passed down from generation to generation by our ancestors. My father always thought it was a rumor. He never thought that this fake ancestor also mentioned this matter. It seems that the old guy knows that coffin very well!"
The prince frowned. There was such a terrifying existence so close to the imperial capital. If it broke out, the entire imperial capital might fall into catastrophe.
"Don't worry, that coffin has been sleeping for many years. As long as you don't set foot in the Sword Sect's sphere of influence, you should be fine!" the Lord of Da Luo comforted.
"The scope of Jian Zong? What about Jian Zong?" The prince was puzzled as to why Jian Zong would establish a sect here in such a dangerous place.
"Hmph, the founder of the Sword Sect is actually the ancestor of the royal family, Jian Wuye, but we found out the clues later!" The Lord of Daluo snorted coldly, with some disdain in his words.
"Kid, remember, my father asked you to help Lu Chen not because of how good he is, but because our ancestors passed down a prophecy, telling us to treat the Lu family of Gucheng well and not to disturb them!"
The prince frowned and was frightened when he heard this. His father's words made him confused and somewhat incomprehensible.
"You don't need to know. My father didn't know it back then. He didn't believe it until Lu Chen appeared. All of this seems to have been determined for a long time. There are traces of many forces eyeing the Lu family in the isolated city! "
"You go and mobilize a hundred thousand troops to guard at the foot of Jianzong Mountain. If anything happens, all the soldiers will rush to Jianzong!"
"Father, Jianwuye..." The prince was puzzled. Jianwuye was so powerful that even if a hundred thousand troops surrounded him, it would be useless.
Ordinary armies, powerful men like Lingzong Realm can easily take away the heads of army generals.
"This is a sacrifice!" Lord Da Luo sighed.
"Blood sacrifice?" The prince was horrified. He used a hundred thousand troops to sacrifice blood. Just thinking about it made his heart tremble.
"Remember, the blood sacrifice of a hundred thousand troops is the only way to protect the hundreds of millions of people of the Da Luo Dynasty!" the Lord of Da Luo warned.
Hearing this, the prince's face turned gloomy and extremely ugly. He really wanted to know what kind of existence it was that would require the blood sacrifice of a hundred thousand troops to silence it. "Everything is due to lack of strength!"
The prince left the palace and looked in the direction of Jian Zong. At this moment, he realized that the entire Daluo Dynasty did not seem to be as simple as it seemed.
According to what the Lord of Daluo said just now, the Jian Sect is all chess pieces. To search for the chess pieces in the coffin, a hundred thousand troops are stationed under the Jian Peak all year round. This is not to prevent ignorant people from breaking into the Jian Sect and affecting the practice of the Jian Sect disciples, nor is it to The real purpose of preventing Jian Zong from rebelling is to sacrifice the coffin with blood.
Thinking of this, the prince felt a cold wind blowing on his back, and his whole body shivered.
"My child, this continent is about to change. The chaos in the Southern Wilderness a hundred years later may be just a prelude. The moment he walked out of the isolated city, the sky began to change!" The voice of the Lord of Da Luo suddenly sounded in the prince's ears. rang out.
"Father, how many secrets are there that the child still doesn't know?"
The Lord of Da Luo shook his head, "Father doesn't know either. Everything is just speculation. The last words left by our ancestors have always pointed to the Lu family in Gucheng. Fortunately, you have never turned against him. Go ahead. I guess Jian Wuye won't be able to hold on for long!" "
The prince was frightened. What these words meant was that a strong man in the Lingzong realm might also die under that coffin, which horrified him in his heart.
At the top of Jian Zong, a stream of blood energy soared into the sky. The sky above Jian Zong almost covered the sky and the sun, and it looked like it was completely covered by a sea of blood.
"What happened to the Sword Sect?" Some cultivators were horrified and wanted to leave this place as soon as possible.
"Could it be that the Sword Sect has sealed a dangerous thing and is about to be born?"
"Maybe it's a treasure!"
…
Woo...
Behind everyone, a loud horn suddenly sounded, and then the sound of war drums spread, and not long after, a large army flag sounded.
"The royal army has been dispatched. Are they going to completely destroy the Sword Sect?"
"Jianfeng will be closed from now on. Any trespassers will be killed!" A sharp shout came from a general.
"Those who spread rumors will be killed!"
The army was moving extremely fast, and the billowing yellow dust filled half of the sky.
Deep under the Jianzong Houshan Cave, Jian Wuye held a wooden sword in his hand and walked cautiously in the direction of the black coffin with a wary look on his face.
Even if he became a strong man in the Lingzong realm, the chill that penetrated his heart still made him shiver.
Not long after, one could already see the black coffin propped horizontally on a tree root as thick as a finger. The black coffin was as black as ink, with mysterious runes faintly engraved on it. It was not very clear.
Not to mention anything else, the tree roots below are already very weird. It is incredible that they can bear a heavy black coffin as thin as a finger.
Jian Wuye's whole body was tense and alert, his eyes focused on the black coffin not far ahead.
Some people died, but not completely...
