All the majestic mountains on all sides of the Hanging Valley collapsed, and the original Tiange War Palace above was almost in ruins. Ten thousand palaces in the valley were riddled with cracks, waterfalls and springs were still, strange flowers and grasses were everywhere, and spiritual beasts and immortal beasts were crawling.
The palace is full of corpses and soldiers. Tens of thousands of warriors are among the strongest masters in the entire Central Region. Their breaths are unstable, their blood is boiling, and their faces are frightened and confused.
Everyone is looking up at the top of the suspended hall in the Holy Land, the young man who defeated one thousand seven hundred masters with one move and three Wuji Taoist ancestors with two moves, who was calm, free and easy drinking.
Shock, fear, helplessness, and despair filled everyone’s hearts.
This man fought against the heaven and the earth, destroyed everything, and was invincible. His invincible demeanor made everyone lose the courage to resist.
Xuankong Valley has been so smooth these years and has unified the Central Territory. All its disciples have their eyes set on the top. Now they have finally hit the iron wall, and they are the most terrifying kind!
It wasn’t until Xiong Zhang and Sai Qingzhu rushed over like a gust of wind, breathing rapidly and their eyes filled with mist: "Young Master!"
Xin Zhuo then put away the wine jar and squeezed Xiong Palm and Sai Qingzhu's face: "Long time no see!"
Then his figure flashed and flew high into the sky. , the momentum of the Wuji Dao Training Second Stage soared into the sky, and the pressure suddenly fell. The people of the Gui family, Si family, Lingxiao, Taiyi, and the seven great palaces were almost breathless, and their voices were like Hong Zhong Da Lu Said: "If you are willing to die for Xuankong Valley and sacrifice yourself for charity, I will help you!"
No one in the tens of thousands of people spoke.
No one is a fool. Even if it's 50-50, you can still give it a try, but it's an absolute dead end, and there's no righteous cause to fight for, so why should you seek a dead end?
“Meet Ancestor Xin!”
Yun Zhongyang, the former regent of Emperor Xuan’s Immortal Dynasty, and a group of ancestors from Lingtian Zhan Palace, Dou Yuan Palace, and Beidou Palace bowed and saluted, “I am willing to be driven by !”
“I’ve met Xin Zu! We surrender!”
Feng Yuanxiu, Qi Liangcai, Tantai Lingqi, Sheng Sizi, Liu Yunfei and many other people from the past, etc. There is no psychological burden. Back in the ancient wilderness, he was hunted down by Xin Zhuo like a lost dog. Now... he is used to it!
The martial arts masters of the Gui and Si clans fell into a long silence, until more than a dozen Shenzheng masters looked at the three Wuji Taoist ancestors hanging on the roof of the Hanging Hall, and asked with difficulty: "Dare you ask Xin Zu?" "Can you spare the three ancestors?" The main force can't just watch Jiutian Mountain and Sea go all the way unimpeded.
"So..."
More than a dozen bottleneck warriors from the Gui and Si families, together with a large number of masters from the two families, saluted, "We are willing to surrender!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Gui Wuji and the three of them left angrily and returned to their palace.
Xin Zhuo glanced at it, not minding it, and said: "Very good!"
Grabbed the three seriously injured Gui Qingqing, took the six girls with Bear Palm, and went straight to Fulong Mountain Stream. Down.
When a large number of masters from the Gui and Si families met, it was obvious that Xin Zhuo should go rescue Wu Yunzi. This was an opportunity for reconciliation, so he simply followed.
……
"Old Ascetic, what do you think is happening outside?"
On the pitch-black cliff, Wu Yunzi, half-dragon, grabbed the black iron railing and looked at Ascetic next door.
The ascetic had a strange look on his face: "It's hard to say, obviously someone did it? Who would do it in Xuankong Valley? It's so weird!"
An old man on the opposite side said: "Maybe it's just a discussion. !”
Someone said: “Impossible, it’s unreasonable to discuss how to make such a fuss!”
"Then what do you mean?"
"It's hard to say!"
Everyone's cultivation was sealed, their spiritual thoughts could not go out, and they were completely unaware of what happened.
Wuyunzi thought for a moment and said: "Is it possible that he is my disciple? I am very serious!"
He really thinks so, Xin Zhuo is back, it has been two hundred years since this disciple Without seeing it, it’s hard to say what the cultivation level is.
"Humph..."
A group of old men and old ladies could no longer hide their anger, and they all looked at each other coldly.
“Shameless!”
“Old woman, I really can’t bear to see you, an old ghost, keep talking about disciple, disciple, disciple, is your disciple a god?”< br>
"Has there ever been a master like you in the world?" "If you dare to say anything about your disciple again, I will hit you with this ten-pound stone!"
"Old ghost!" Ku Xing couldn't help but said: "Let's stop it, don't mention it again, I understand your mood, but you are going crazy..."
Just said Here, the sound of wind breaks over the cliff stream.
Everyone looked along the black iron fence in surprise. At this sight, everyone was dumbfounded. They saw that in the cliff like a line of sky, there were densely packed figures, no less than hundreds, and all of them were Master.
Looking at a group of old guys whose cultivation base has been banned, why bother to launch such a battle?
Soon, the young master of the Si family who was specially guarding this place and who had used the silver needle concealed weapon to kill everyone last time fell to the ground with a pale face and trotted to Wuyunzi's cage. The arrogance and meanness disappeared from his face, leaving only humility. Cowardly, he trembled and picked up the key to open the cage and seal. His tone was extremely respectful: "Ancestor Wuyunzi, I know my mistake. I deserve to die. You have a lot!"
"Uh... "
Wu Yunzi was a little confused. He subconsciously looked at Shu Sheng next door and a group of old men opposite, and found that everyone was also looking at him, more confused than him.
Soon, the Si family master opened the ban, the door lock mechanism and the spiritual treasure chain on Wu Yunzi, and bowed deeply to Wu Yunzi, his head almost touching his feet.
“Hu——”
Wuyunzi's heart was beating wildly and his face turned red visibly. He felt that his guess might be right!
This... is more elated and energetic than his lifelong practice and the countless opportunities that come his way.
He wanted to sing loudly and scream to the sky, but he was afraid of making a mistake, so he hesitated and did not dare to answer.
At this moment, a large number of Wuya ancestors and Shenzheng ancestors from the Gui and Si families came down and also walked up to Wuyunzi and saluted: "Senior Wuyunzi, we are waiting for you. "I'm sorry!"
Wu Yunzi was flattered for a while, unable to express his emotions. He often boasted that he was "emotional and intangible", but how could he be reserved in such a battle?
He subconsciously looked at Wu Xi and the group of old men again, and found that a group of "inmates" were already stunned.
At this moment, a figure dropped down carrying the bloody Hanging Valley. The three Wuji Taoist ancestors took a few steps and paid homage with the disciple's salute: "Disciple Xin Zhuo, pay homage to the master. The master is suffering. "It's gone!"
"Buzz——"
An indescribable joy and excitement rushed straight to Tianling Gai, and an unparalleled heroic appearance across the world instantly possessed him.
Wu Yunzi felt that his life had reached its peak, and the muscles between his eyebrows were beating.
But he couldn't show it, so he tried to keep a straight face and put his hands behind his back: "Well, disciple, you have worked hard too!"
Strode outside.
Countless masters gave gifts and gifts.
Xin Zhuo helped.
"Brother Wuyunzi..."
"Your disciples are really like dragons and phoenixes, no one among ten thousand, and they can dominate the world!"
"It's admirable!"
"It's respectable and admirable!"
Old faces poked out from the surrounding cages, with seven points of seriousness and three points of compliments. Seriousness was because the disciples of this old ghost really did it and were not talking nonsense. Their hearts were filled with ups and downs and they could not calm down for a long time. The compliments Yes...
"Concession!"
Wuyunzi smiled indifferently and looked down at everyone, with a sense of ease and boredom.
Kixing smiled bitterly and said: "Brother, look..."
Wu Yunzi coughed lightly and looked at Xin Zhuo: "Zhuo'er, what do you think?"
< br>Xin Zhuo carefully observed the old man’s His expression and face were given to the end: "Respect your master's life!"
Wuyunzi breathed a sigh of relief and said to a group of ancestors of the Gui and Si families who were much higher than him in cultivation: "Please give me these Release old friends together!”
Everyone saluted: "Here!"
Wu Yunzi chuckled, looked up at the sky, and grabbed Xin Zhuo's hand: "Disciple, I have a lot to say to you!"
Xin Zhuo nodded: "Disciple too!" (End of Chapter)