"Master, at the latest, I will kill to the Blood Moon Sect to avenge you. The disciples believe that one day, he will die in our hands." A tall man spoke in a deep voice, like a mountain, with a deep momentum. There was anger and sorrow in his words. When he finished speaking, he kowtowed to the grave again and couldn't get up.

"Master, after the battle that day, I searched for the battlefield, but I did not find your body. With your talent and cultivation, I will definitely survive, but now I have gone far away and cannot come back, right? Master, I have now entered the late stage of the Golden Pill, but the Taoist foundation is damaged, and it took more than 80 years to recover. However, as the eldest brother said, a hundred years later, we will set foot in the Blood Moon Sect and destroy one of the sects! Now that the disciple has become a Taoist couple with Qingfeng, it is just that you are not here and cannot watch the disciple grow up. It is a pity for the disciple." A figure dressed in a scholar returned to the grave and spoke in a low voice, full of nostalgia.

"Great Elder, I am Qingfeng, I am a Taoist couple with Changyuan. Don't worry, we will never leave. After destroying the Blood Moon Sect, we will return here again and wait for you to come back. We believe that when you come back, Liuyun Sect will stand at the peak again, and no one can shake it." Qingfeng said that after saying that, she also kowtowed. Although she was already a girl, her skin was as bright as snow, her eyes were like a pool of clear water, like a pearl with dizziness, and her beautiful jade was shining, like a fairy in the painting. But now she is hard to go back to the past, her smile fades, and more silent.

"Master, if you step into the realm of the physical body and golden elixir, you will become a Nascent Soul in another hundred years! The disciple firmly believes that with the master's half-step Nascent Soul cultivation in that year, you will never die. And the third senior brother has left alive. If the senior brother can return, he will definitely be able to stir up waves in Zhao State. Senior Brother Luo Yuan is the most qualified person since the establishment of my Liuyun Sect. As long as he is still alive, my Liuyun Sect will be at a time of rise!" A thin man in a robe knelt in front of the grave and stared at the distance. He believed that neither Master Mo Chen nor Senior Brother Luo Yuan were the best men in the world and would never end there.

The four of them were Luo Yuan's senior brother, Zongyun Taoist Qin Fa, the second senior brother, Sun Changyuan, senior sister Qingfeng, and junior brother Zichuan. After the battle between the masters and demons, except for Zichuan, the other three were severely injured. Among them, Sun Changyuan and Qin Fa were the most seriously injured, and Qin Fa had a deep cultivation at the beginning of the Nascent Soul, so he recovered well. Now he has entered the early stage of the Nascent Soul. However, he cannot be exposed. He will be the foundation of Liuyun Sect and a hidden trump card.

Sun Changyuan, in order to cover Luo Yuan's escape, burned his soul to attack countless foundation-building opponents. Even though he had the cultivation of the Great Perfect Foundation-building, his two fists could not match four hands, let alone a battle among tens of thousands of cultivators. How amazing it was. In the end, he was seriously injured and fainted and his foundation was damaged. Despite more than 80 years of cultivation, he still failed to recover, and the entire Liuyun Sect was also seriously injured.

Above the Flying Boat

The cultivators sat cross-legged and breathed, and the battle was about to be fought. They wanted to keep themselves at the peak at all times. Only Dan Tai Xuanya jumped alive from beginning to end, and occasionally stepped out of the flying boat and caught a few clouds, which was extremely comfortable. At this moment, watching everyone sitting cross-legged, she leaned against the side, playing with her magic weapon.

"Hey, there is a flying boat ahead. I don't know who it is, and there is no sect sign on it." A middle-aged man with a vulgar face spoke softly. He looked at the flying boat, thinking about whether he would start.

"Don't mess with each other. After all, there is no sign on the other party's flying boat, and it must be a big deal to come so arrogantly. Now the righteous path is already lonely. Those Jindan Yuanying monks dare not even dare to show off their heads, so how could they come so loudly?" Next to the wretched man, a monk with a fierce face spoke in a low voice. However, when his eyes narrowed slightly, there was a fierce light flashing, and it was obviously not a good person.

"Yes, I think Zen Master Misheng's words are reasonable. Now the right way is lonely. Apart from the occasional struggle between the younger generations, who are older, who dare to come out and jump around. Now, the ancestors of the Yuanying are in seclusion, or simply hide in the world. Zhao State has long been the world we wait for." An old echo came out, but it was a hunchbacked old man. His hair was almost gray, but his smile was full of a look of dignity, and he was extremely conceited.

"Well? Amitabha, his grandmother, I changed my mind." Zen Master Misheng suddenly stared at his eyes, and then a rich wild light appeared. He saw a beautiful figure above the flying boat, with skin better than snow, and his arms were crystal clear. It seemed that there was a light cage of smoke and clouds around him, as if a fairy was in the world. He was really not a person in the world. At first glance, it made people feel relaxed and happy, and his eyes were difficult to leave.

"Huh? What does Zen Master Misheng mean?" The old man couldn't help but speak in confusion when he heard this. Then he followed Zen Master Misheng's gaze, and the old man was also stunned. He saw that the woman was like an immortal in the painting, and only saw that he was shocked to heaven and earth.

As for the vulgar middle-aged monk, there was no need to say anything, and immediately turned into a long rainbow across the sky and came to the front of the flying boat.

The woman who shocked them was Dan Tai Xuanya. As for the smoke and clouds, it was because their cultivation was not enough to see the true appearance of Dan Tai Xuanya. It was the gap between the cultivation level of the two sides. Although Dan Tai Xuanya had not blocked them, there was a fog blocking their sight.

"Amitabha, this fairy, I counted on my fingers and said that you have a destiny to be with my temple. Why not, follow..."

"Get out, otherwise you will die." Dan Tai Xuanya said lightly, without any extra words to the bald man.

When Zen Master Miesheng heard this, his face changed immediately, and his eyes were filled with evil light: "This person..."

"Bang"

"puff"

Without waiting for Zen Master Misheng to finish his words, Dan Tai Xuanya shook her sleeves and shook her for several miles, causing her to cough up blood.

"A bald donkey over 400 is actually only in the middle stage of the Golden Pill. With this little cultivation level, he dares to be arrogant in front of me, and he really doesn't know how to live or die. Now your mid-stage Golden Pill cultivation level is abolished. If you dare to speak wildly again, don't say that it is the early stage of the Golden Pill, I will make your life unsafe. Why don't you get out of here!" Dan Tai Xuanya's eyebrows stood up, but she patted her palms gently. Even if she had a palm from the air, she felt that the white palm seemed dirty.

As for the old man and the vulgar monk on the side, they dared not be arrogant. They immediately knelt aside and kowtowed and bowed. They were afraid that this aunt would kill them on the spot if they were unhappy. That was the ancestor of the Nascent Soul. They could fly for a hundred miles in an instant, and they could not escape even if they could.

"Get out, I don't want to see you for a moment. If I go slowly, then I will destroy all one palm." Dan Tai Xuanya snorted lightly, and she was also disgusted with the two people in front of her. When the three of them noticed her, she had already noticed the three, and even their words and expressions fell into their eyes and ears.

"Yes, yes, thank you senior, for your help, fairy, I'll get out soon." The vulgar monk nodded repeatedly, as if he was given a general amnesty, wishing he could disappear immediately.

"Slow down," a voice came from the flying boat, and suddenly two golden lights shot out, and thousands of sword shadows appeared in the air, and a breath that covered the nine heavens and ten earths suddenly swayed.

As soon as this momentum came out, the two of them dared not move, and Zen Master Misheng, although several miles away, did not dare to move. He could clearly feel that if the other party wanted him to die, it would be just a matter of one sentence.

"Two...two Nascent Soul Ancestors, we even look to rob one Nascent Soul Ancestors. What's this all?" Zen Master Misheng felt regretful, and he blamed himself for being fascinated by beauty for a while.

"Senior, I don't know what instructions I have. I will definitely speak, say everything I can, and do my best. If you need it, go through fire and water, and do your best, I will beg you to let me wait for a way out of life." The vulgar monk immediately kowtowed repeatedly, begging for mercy in a trembling voice.

"Oh? Let me ask you, what sect and what sect are you cultivating? Maybe I can recognize you and the ancestors, and it's not bad to show your affection." Luo Yuan's eyes were not happy or sad. He was worried. He learned from these two people that Liuyun Sect no longer exists. Even if he knew the methods of the balance sect, he would definitely not allow the sect to be destroyed. But from ancient times to the present, are there few sects that have disappeared in the long river of history?

Especially Liuyun Sect, which was once the leader of the right path, was hated by the demons. Although a lean camel is bigger than a horse, even if a tiger is stronger, how can it resist a group of wolves?

Cross-peak

The current leader, the third elder, the former third elder, is now standing on the top of the mountain with anger. In front of him, there are two vicissitudes of body. Although he has entered his old age, his qi and blood have declined, his aura is amazing. They are like two gods, standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the enemies ahead. These two old men are Lei Yunzi and Gui Yunzi, the ancestors of Liuyun Sect.

In front of them, there are six figures, each with magnificent aura, and every move has great power to open up the mountain. Their every breath seems to be integrated with the Tao, and they are all natural, and they are all in the realm of the Nascent Soul!

"Blood Moon Sect, Heisha Temple, Wuqing Sect, and Meteor Star Sect, are you not afraid of the overall situation in the future reversal, will you be liquidated by us?" Gui Yunzi angrily shouted, but he resisted the intention of taking action. The other party's six old Nascent Soul monsters joined forces to come, and now in Liuyun Sect, with the number of Zongyun Taoist Qin Fa, the number of three people can only increase the number of deaths and injuries.

"Why are fellow Taoist Guiyunzi so petty? Isn't it just to borrow a handful of Tongtian Ancient Treasure to play with? Why are you here? I borrow the ancient Treasure to visit the ancient Treasure to me and observe it. How about I give up two spiritual stone veins for you Liuyun Sect?" A charming woman in a long blood-colored skirt spoke with a thin coat on her face, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were filled with spring. Her big watery eyes seemed to drip out of water.
Chapter completed!