The Huashan side, the four major sects, along with those seriously injured people, the unconscious ancestors, and Hua Tu from underground were also thrown over by the Wudang side, and then left in despair.

This time, the shame was brought to my grandma’s house.

This time, stealing the chicken will end up losing the rice.

This time, the majesty of the four major sects was gone.

…

Seeing the four major factions who were like bereft dogs, the Wudang side cheered for victory. These shameless people finally got the punishment they deserved.

Although they can still practice here, there is only a small corner, just like pigs or dogs being penned. Anyone who wants to save face will probably not come.

Everyone was in a state of excitement. They had been suppressed for too long, and they wanted to kill everyone. However, such an approach was too immature and was definitely the last resort.

Ning Tao's body shook and he coughed up a mouthful of blood. He exerted all his strength with the sword, and his body was already overloaded. His vision was a little blurry, but he heard this sound in his ears.

"All Tianshan disciples obey the order. You are not allowed to approach the cave within a thousand meters. You are not allowed to make loud noises while practicing here. Anyone who violates this will not be allowed to enter the back mountain for life."

Judging from the voice, it should be the quasi-student's wife... Yue Wuhan!

"All Shaolin disciples obey the order. You are not allowed to approach within two kilometers of the cave, and you are not allowed to make loud noises. If you violate the rules, you will have to go to the mortal world to experience asceticism for one year."

This voice should be...Master Zhifan!

"I give an order from Master Mo that you are not allowed to approach within two kilometers of the cave. No disputes or noises are allowed. Order should be maintained. Any violation will be dealt with according to the sect rules."

This voice...Wang Yuzhu...!

When he heard this, Ning Tao couldn't bear it anymore, his vision suddenly went dark, and he lost his consciousness. He only knew that he fell into a warm embrace, which was very familiar.

He murmured: "Senior sister...!"

Busy as you should, practice as you should, an unprecedented civil strife was regarded as a farce, but it also attracted many unknown people, which opened everyone's eyes.

Ning Tao was brought into the cave, but he was exhausted and could rest for a few days without any problems. Ye Wanqing guarded him carefully, like a well-behaved little daughter-in-law, which was very warm.

Wuchenzi is responsible for taking care of the Tianshan sect. After all, he and Yue Wuhan are old friends. Fortunately, that old monster Mo is not here, otherwise there will be a lot of trouble again.

Tianshan and Wudang have been united. They did not give up in times of crisis, but chose to never leave. This move has been engraved in the hearts of Wudang disciples.

The reason why the Shaolin and Kunlun disciples retreated two thousand meters and did not stand in line with the Tianshan Mountains is self-evident. That one thousand meters is their... deserved place.

Master Zhifan chanted the name of the Buddha, and it was not until a long time ago that he slowly opened his eyes, but he sighed quietly, as if his heart was complicated, and looked at the gully of sword energy.

He, this generation of Qinglong, and Kunlun's Old Monster Mo (this person is the descendant of Mo Yuntian and Wuchen's love rival) are collectively known as the three people who have the most hope of breaking into the refining god with their power!

But now, Qinglong has succeeded, and his strength has already crushed most of the ancestors, which is truly astonishing.

I just don’t know if he can use his strength to become a god in this life.

Looking far away... but out of reach, out of reach...!

…

As dusk approached, in an undeveloped mountain forest, hundreds of birds were inexplicably panicked and animals fled. But in the center, there were two auras rising.

One seems to control all spirits and accommodate all things, while the other reaches the sky and the earth, seeming to compete with the world, which is incomparable.

"Old woman, I didn't expect you to come so quickly. Why are you coming out at this time? Do you want to go on a killing spree?"

A familiar voice sounded leisurely, it was Mr. Mo.

"Old Immortal, when you touched my witch master, didn't you think about me? It's too much to ask." This voice was also very familiar. It was the witch sect's... high priest.

"Haha... let's not get involved in the grudges between the juniors. If you really go on a killing spree, I'm afraid those old guys will cause trouble for you down there after you die."

Mr. Mo smiled bitterly, but he explained his true intention.

The high priest kept sneering, but did not speak. The two fell into silence at the same time, as if they each had something on their mind.

A breeze blew by, but there was no sign of anyone.

Suddenly, the high priest said in a deep voice: "Old Immortal, you also know that my end is coming, and you also know my identity very well. If I want to be bloodbathed, it is not difficult to understand."

Hearing this, Mr. Mo had a wry smile on his lips and said, "Don't you just want to clear up the hidden dangers for that boy, but you also know that I will not allow you to do this."

Hearing this, the high priest said quietly: "I don't want to say much else. There is a compromise. As long as you...promise me one thing, I can leave with peace of mind."

Hearing this, Mr. Mo's pupils shrank and he asked tentatively: "You want... to let me protect her?"

But his inquiry was met with a sigh and a shake of the head.

His lips moved slowly, and the message was secretive. Although no sound came out, Mr. Mo's pupils gradually shrank, and his brows furrowed into the character "Chuan", making him look worried.

"Going into that place...are you...not afraid of hurting him?"

Hearing this, the high priest said mysteriously: "As a witch master, his path is naturally different from others. I believe that he may be able to break this deadlock and this...prisoner...!"

As soon as he heard this word, Mr. Mo's eyes lit up, his heart gradually became firm, and then he said in a deep voice: "I promise you!"

"But...what are you going to do after this?"

Hearing this, the high priest suddenly smiled sternly, and his figure completely disappeared here, leaving only a murderous voice, which seemed to be filled with endless hatred.

"The old feud from more than 20 years ago must be settled!"

Watching him leave, Mo Laowei frowned, with a complicated look on his face, and finally seemed to murmur: "Baqi...?"

Troubled times, the great age... is coming!

…

Perhaps it really confirms this sentence. During the time when Ning Tao was unconscious, many... chaotic things did happen.

As night approaches, Dingcheng, a medium-sized town, occupies 45% of the source of Chinese jade. It is one of the largest rough stone fields and is very rich in mineral resources.

A few miles away, there is that... mysterious mineral vein.

"Zhizhi...!"

Suddenly, a dense sound of bats broke the tranquility and tranquility of the dark night, and there was a vague sense of blood.

The bats in the sky turned into more than a dozen people. The leader was a short old man with a cigarette holder in his mouth. Looking at his face, he turned out to be a vampire... Brooke!

I saw his dark red pupils staring at this mineral vein for a while, and his two short eyebrows frowned slightly, always feeling that this place was unusual and weird.

But the situation was urgent and there was no need to delay. He immediately said solemnly: "Remember, this action is fast, accurate and ruthless. Once you find Moulton, take him away immediately. Don't hesitate."

More than a dozen people did not speak, but nodded at the same time.

Seeing this, Brooke threw away his cigarette holder, looked at the half-moon in the sky, and suddenly said: "Let's go...do it!"
Chapter completed!