"I think of me, Kunlun, since Pangu created the world, and ruled the heroes of the world, and harnessed the dragon energy to cultivate the Shenzhou. I didn't expect that in this great disaster today, the superiors could not save themselves from the Kunlun people. I am sorry to the ancestors and ancestors, the inferiors could not quell the rebellion of the mortal world, and I am sorry to the people. The middle way was broken, the aura was determined, and the heavenly way was blocked--" Song Qingqiong held the bamboo slips of Taoist Zheguang in his hand, looked up at the sky and sighed.

This bamboo slip was last left by Taoist Zheguang. In addition to briefly explaining daily affairs, it also explains the whole story. It turned out that Taoist Zheguang went to Beihai three years ago to overcome the tribulation. I don’t know what happened. As a result, after going through the tribulation, he was seriously injured and dying. He had no choice but to return to the Kunlun Fairyland to explain his funeral. So he had no choice but to respond to the call of the Heavenly Dao immediately and ascend to the sky. This bamboo slip was passed back with the last skill before leaving, leaving it for future generations to explain. As for the Kunlun Master, although he still had many things he had not explained, fortunately, Song Qi had been in charge of Kunlun for several years and was safe and thought there was nothing big. So he left silently.

Seeing this result, hope was completely gone. Song Qingqiong's face was full of helplessness and despair. Although he didn't say it, he stood at the entrance of the cave and looked at Lantian for a long time without leaving. He didn't care about the people chasing him from Tianchen Island. Chu Xunyu looked around and looked around. Not only did he not turn the tide, but he wanted to put all the "Eight Juns of the Central Plains" on his face. He simply ignored it and rushed over and grabbed Song Qingqiong's collar and shouted: "Don't be discouraged, isn't it just a leader? I have a candidate that is the most suitable to command Kunlun and command the heroes in the world."

"Who?" Everyone's eyes lit up after hearing this.

"You!" Chu Xunyu stared at Song Qingqiong and shouted, "It's you, Song Qingqiong. From now on, you will command the chaotic Kunlun Sect, make things right and turn the tide."

"You are kidding." Song Qingqiong pushed Chu Xunyu's hand away and smiled bitterly.

"I'm not kidding." Chu Xunyu angrily scolded Song Qingqiong, "Is it that you don't have this qualification? Your cultivation is too low? Joke, this is only one aspect. Commanding Kunlun and commanding the heroes to fight bravely. What's the use of high cultivation? Your father is trapped in it. Do you have no responsibility or obligation to rescue him? What you have to do is to clean up the mess and tell the truth about the matter in the world. Just imagine that you are the leader of a generation, carrying the hope of the future. Then, from now on, you have to take on all this."

Everyone who talked together was silent, Song Qingqiong also fell into silence, Chu Xunyu struck by the iron: "Look at this huge Kunlun again, you are the head of the sect, the direct disciple of Taoist Zheguang. Now you need to stand up and call out, and I will be with you. When the dust settles, open the gate of the Tai'a Palace. At that time, I will ask your father to take charge of the overall situation."

"This... I'm worried... I can't do it well..." Song Qingqiong was silent for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "This is different from the past. I don't know if I can do it."

"You must be competent even if you are not competent." Fairy Qingzhu stared at his eyes, "Because if you don't stand up at this time, then no one in this huge Kunlun can stand up. The cultivation level is not high or low, and age is not a problem. The key is that you are willing to bear all this?"

Song Qingqiong looked up at Lantian, his eyes trembled slightly, and suddenly he suddenly lowered his head. The calmness and wisdom in his eyes were back again. This was his enlightenment. Looking at the young faces surrounding him, Song Qingqiong couldn't help but sigh that Uncle Lin was right. In the end, he was indeed only these people who were accompanying him. He immediately resolutely said to everyone: "Since that's the case, Song is not talented and willing to take this step. On behalf of Kunlun, I invite you to you, and I need the help of your "Zhongyuan Bajun".

Everyone looked at each other and responded with their fists: "I will be bound to follow my life and death, and to support the way of heaven at the end of the world."

Song Qingqiong nodded gratefully. He knew that Zheng and Tan Meng must be looking at him somewhere, and they would definitely agree. Suddenly, they felt something and shouted proudly: "Eight people work together to cut off the gold. Let's go, don't escape. Go to Yuxu Hall and let us stand at the forefront of the storm and turn the tide!"

Six bright lights lit up, and a long trace was passed in the air, heading straight towards Yuxu Palace. The people who came from Tianchen Island looked at it unclearly, so they all knew that the direction was the most chaotic place at present. Now, we don’t have to do it ourselves. The boy took the initiative to fall into the trap, so they stopped because their duty was to control the elders who were in the Life and Death Pass on Tianchen Island, rather than rushing out to chase Song Qingqiong and run around Kunlun.

Everyone flew all the way through the sky, clouds, and countless mountains, rivers and waterfalls. Looking at the huge Kunlun Fairyland under their feet, the huge Kunlun Fairyland under their feet had become devastated, with wars rising everywhere, shouting and scolding endlessly. Many Kunlun disciples were shuttled through the air, busy suppressing the struggle everywhere. Kunlun Fairyland had been blocked, and this was a desperate situation. In this desperate situation, the ugly side of human nature was fully reflected. Whether it was the right path or the demon, there were too many people injured. After being injured, they would be furious and then fight back. From small-scale friction to large-scale blood and fire fighting on the front, it seems that everything has become natural. Even the number of pirate ships in the Skeleton Valley docked outside the Kunlun Fairyland is gradually increasing. It seems that the people they transferred are gathering and will launch a storm-like attack on Kunlun soon.

Among them, the most serious casualties were Kunlun's own disciples. Because their duty was to stop, not fight. Daliang's Kunlun disciples were "inadvertently injured" by someone, and were sent back for treatment. At this time, no one stood up and said something. The elders had their own opinions and were still arguing endlessly. Countless disciples were like headless flies and didn't know who to listen to. They happened to see Song Qingqiong passing by the sky and immediately flew up and asked in a daze what to do.

"Follow me!" Song Qingqiong used spiritual energy to contain it, and shouted loudly, so that it could be heard within a radius of hundreds of miles. "The disciples of Kunlun listened, put down what they were doing, and followed me! Meet at the entrance of the Yuxu Palace Hall!"

This voice woke many people up. More and more people put down their things and joined the flying team of Song Qingqiong and others. There were more than 80,000 disciples from Kunlun. Now there are more than 5,000 people coming. The scale of the team is still expanding. The group is flying through the sky in a vast way, covering the sky and covering the sun. This scene is so spectacular. Song Qingqiong is safe in full view, because no one is willing to risk the world's worst to assassinate him.

Mu Yuan had never experienced this scene. Buddhist disciples have never participated in external affairs, so Mu Yuan seemed particularly excited and flew at the forefront of the team and shouted excitedly: "Yan Gong, it's so exciting! This scene is rare!"
Chapter completed!