Low-level disciples such as Qi Lian and Foundation Establishment were either crushed to death by the rolling rocks or fell into the deep cracks in the ground. Although the Ning Yuan cultivators carefully avoided by flying in the air, they could not bear the thunderstorm. If you get even a little bit of it, it will vanish into ashes.
However, Xuan Shang in the valley was unable to protect himself, and how could he think of protecting the others? They each used magic weapons to avoid the thunder, but they were completely unable to deal with such power. Chunyu Gui saw only four Ren Yang branches. Xuan died one after another, and the remaining three Fenxuan monks, including himself, struggled to survive and could barely save their own lives.
The Guangling sect and others came from the upper world, and their methods were naturally more sophisticated. When he sensed that something was wrong, Li Xiufeng immediately took out the self-defense treasures given by the sect, and divided the whole sect into secrets to protect them. When a thunderstorm came to the world, The Guangling faction has never lost any men.
His mind was clear, and he knew that Du Meng alone would not be able to create such a scene, and today's thunderstorm was obviously directed at Fengsu Valley. It was probably the Renyang Sect who had offended someone, which caused them, the guests at the banquet, to be violent. suffered this calamity.
Therefore, Li Xiufeng raised his arms and shouted loudly, "I don't know who the senior is here to exert his divine power. We, the Guangling sect monks, are willing to offer you rare treasures. I just ask the seniors to be merciful and let innocent people like us save our lives." !”
His tone was slightly trembling, and he was obviously not as calm and calm as he looked. After all, Li Xiufeng was not sure what the other party's temperament was and whether he would be willing to just stop.
Everyone was living like a year, always in fear in thunderstorms. Since the lower world, they have rarely felt such a sense of fear that their lives are in the hands of others. At this moment, two of the three remaining Fenxuan of the Renyang Sect were unable to hold on. , after the true energy in his body was exhausted, he was completely annihilated in the thunderstorm.
Chunyu looked around in all directions. The windy valley had all turned into ruins. There was not a single person in sight. The ground that had not collapsed was filled with mountains of corpses and seas of blood. How was it different from that of purgatory?
It's over, it's all over...
His face was ashen as if he were mourning for his heir. He just thought that a thousand years of foundation had been destroyed in one night, which made him feel so stimulated that he was stunned for a moment and couldn't speak.
"Senior!" Li Xiufeng refused to accept his fate and shouted urgently, "Senior, if you have a grudge against Renyang, I hope you can let me go. In the future, our Guangling sect will personally hold a banquet and reward you with great gifts. I am sent from the upper realm, and there are many treasures in the gate that cannot be found in this realm, but please consider this, senior!"
He thought that ordinary treasures could not seduce this person, and now he has moved the Guangling sect out. It is hard to say whether he has the intention of suppressing people from the above world.
However, the thunderclouds began to dissipate, and after a few breaths, the clear sky returned to the previous scene. Li Xiufeng and others survived the disaster, and not long after they breathed a sigh of relief, they heard the man in the sky shout: "Leave here quickly, but if you are too late, I will ask you to save your lives!"
This man also showed no face to the Guangling faction and scolded Li Xiufeng and others coldly. Unfortunately, they did not dare to say a word, so they could only stand up and leave like a drowned dog. Before leaving, Li Xiufeng looked at Chunyu Gui who was in despair, secretly hating that the people he had offended outside were still hidden and the Guangling faction had no idea that Renyang should be the first to blame for the huge loss of face he and others had suffered.
However, he also knew in his heart that after this incident, the Renyang Sect would no longer be a force in the Southern Territory. After all, the large sect in the territory with nine Fenxuan was uprooted like this!
"Senior Brother Li, who is that person?" Fenxuan among them asked in a low voice. Li Xiufeng glanced back at him and said through gritted teeth:
"Who else could it be? Either a hidden powerful man who had a grudge against Renyang, or a remnant of Renyang who had not eradicated his evil deeds in the past. There is no way to escape from these two places!" He knew that Renyang Sect had done many things. Evil, before the Guangling Sect was stationed in the lower world, this sect had a bad reputation in the Southern Territory. It had annexed several weaker sects. Later, the sect gained momentum and conquered another one named Lingzhen. Sect.
I just don’t know the identity of the person who came to seek revenge this time.
These people escaped all the way back to Guangling. In the messy Fengsu Valley, only Chun Yugui and Zhao Shun were left standing opposite each other. He was able to survive in the thunderstorm because of the Dharma Mirror in his hand. When Zhao Chun saw the object, he said with clarity in his heart: "...the wonderful flowers will illuminate the Dharma Mirror."
In the past, this mirror was one of the three treasures of Lingzhen Twelve Points Xuanliu and the sect. Unfortunately, it was blown to pieces by the headmaster of the Renyang Sect a thousand years ago. After Lingzhen picked up the fragments and repaired them, the accomplished magic weapon fell down. Huang Jie was then given the title of disciple Du Fanzhi by Li Shu, so that Zhao Chun could meet him once at the Hundred Sects Meeting.
Looking at this object now, the brilliance is much better than before. It must have been reforged and refined after the magic weapon was obtained, and it has regained its previous level, or even more.
But the aura of the magical weapon is particularly fierce, which is different from the previous peaceful state.
When Chun Yugui heard Zhao Shun's words below, a light suddenly flashed in his absent-minded pupils, and he said in disbelief: "You are... from the Lingzhen Sect!"
Otherwise, how could one recognize this treasure at a glance and blurt out its name. But Chunyu Gui was puzzled. When Lingzhen was defeated, except for Qiu Yingying who broke through Fenxuan and fled elsewhere, all Ningyuan in the door were killed by Renyang. The remaining people who were lucky enough to escape were mostly qi practitioners and builders. Basic disciple. How could he, Ren Yang Jiu Da Fen Xuan, be shaken by these people with meager strength!
Suddenly, the person in the cloud gradually revealed his true appearance. Chunyu Gui suddenly felt a little familiar. Lightning flashed in his heart and he exclaimed: "Is it you?"
The woman who killed Elder Liang's grandson and was protected by Huo Zixun must also be one of Li Shu's disciples. Chun Yugui originally wanted to ask Elder Liang to kill her, but at the critical moment, someone from Shengtuo Heavenly Palace killed her. Come on, this man was just a foundation-builder at that time, but decades later, he actually destroyed Renyang's thousand-year foundation!
What stood between them was the blood feud of annihilating the sect. Zhao Chun didn't want to waste words with him, so he just changed his tactics and slapped down with a big palm. Chun Yugui knew that his death was imminent, but he was extremely anxious and shouted loudly: "I want to exchange my secret for my life. Don't you want to know that autumn——"
His voice broke in his throat, and his body and soul were instantly scattered by the big palm. Zhao Chun only looked at it coldly, pursed his lips and said: "She died earlier than you, and she is much more capable than you."
Zhao Xun's control of energy was exquisite. Although Chun Yugui died, the Miao Hua Guiming Dharma Mirror in his hand was intact. She took the Dharma Mirror and immediately saw that the blood on it was thick and almost condensed into evil spirits. Although I had doubts about the trend, I couldn't confirm it immediately, so I picked up the magic weapon and left the boundary of Fengsu Valley with a flick of my sleeves.
