After Signing In For A Hundred Years In Prison, I Went Out And Swept The Sky!

After the two god emperors from Ben Lei Sword Sect and the Heavenly Master Mansion returned to Sect, they were both closed.

He never said anything about it.

Others didn't dare to ask, because they were afraid that they might hit the sore spot of the god emperor and cause the god emperor to get angry.

And Zhen Fuzong, the death of a pinnacle god king, is like the death of a god emperor, and all the high-levels beat their chests and feet.

Originally, the overall strength of the True Talisman Sect was at the bottom of the top Sects.

If it hadn't been for the strong ability to make symbols, he would have fallen out of the top Sect ranks long ago.

They are not like other Sects who have several god emperors, many god kings, they don't have that deep background.

To them, the death of a pinnacle god king was painful.

Woo woo woo.

A gorgeous woman in a palace costume cried bitterly.

The god king who died was her dao companion.

Under the comfort of many Elder.

She finally stopped sobbing.

But those crying red eyes showed a ray of steadfast hatred.

"I must... avenge my husband!"

...

Devil Dao world, Wandumen.

The high-levels of Wandumen gathered in the Great Hall.

At this moment.

Anxiety and panic spread among the people.

Just like the ants on the hot pan.

"The sect master hasn't returned, so maybe something has happened?"

Break the peace alone.

An Elder surnamed Liu immediately retorted: "Don't talk nonsense, the sect master and their methods are so powerful, what can they do."

The man questioned again: "If nothing happens, how can there be no news at all?"

Another person took the conversation.

"I agree with Liu Elder's statement that the Heavenly Demon Sect is in a disaster this time, and everyone is in danger. Even if the sect master does not find the opportunity to control the Heavenly Demon Sect, he can at least retreat with his whole body. It is indeed impossible for things to happen."

The man will retort.

Elder stopped them, looked at everyone Elder, and said: "Don't make any noise, wait for the news first."

The noise of the crowd stopped immediately.

In the silence that was almost audible when the needle was dropped, a sudden report alarmed everyone.

"Report! There is news from the front that Heavenly Demon Sect has begun to repair the Sect after the war, and some disciples saw that they have begun to repair the mountain gate."

"That's it?" Big Elder asked with a shock, "Is it all gone?"

The disciple of the report did not dare to look up: "Nothing!"

This statement came out.

There was a shock in everyone's hearts.

No more, no more, this time really gone!

The sect master took many elites from the sect to the Heavenly Demon Sect, and it was impossible that nothing had happened.

Even if there is no possibility, nothing really happened, then the sect master and others should withdraw all at this time, and now they should all go to the Wandu Sect!

But.

But no one was seen.

one! nothing!

How can this not make people palpitating.

Those who are less able to bear it have already begun to get fainted.

"No, it's impossible!"

Think of the worst possible.

Everyone only felt that the beams above this head had begun to collapse.

Someone spoke tremblingly.

"The sect master... shouldn't they..."

"To shut up!"

Elder stopped drinking immediately. Everyone knew what he wanted to say, but this kind of thing must not be said easily.

"Before there is a final conclusion, please speak carefully!"

Under the advice of Elder, everyone was silent and had no objections.

"Big Elder, do I need to report this to my ancestors?"

After a moment of silence, someone asked again.

Elder glared at him fiercely: "Do you want to make the ancestor a false alarm? Until there is no definite news, the ancestor must not be annoyed, otherwise we will not have a good fruit."

The ancestor of Wan Po was notorious for his violent temper.

The more familiar with him, the less willing to deal with him.

Immediately, Elder ordered: "Check, let me check at all costs, within three days, I must know the whereabouts of the master!"

...

Ling Yunzong.

Lonely Cloud Peak.

On the meadow full of flowers, a beautiful shadow stands on the top of a hill, three thousand green silks are like waterfalls, the breeze brushes her hair, and even the wind seems to become gentle, that impeccably beautiful face, even the brocade blooming on the ground. Huadu was eclipsed.

"Xiao Wanqing, do you regret it?"

A voice suddenly sounded from behind and came faintly.

Xiao Wanqing turned her head and saw the three generations of ancestors walking step by step, with a solemn and solemn expression, which made her heart tense.

Xiao Wanqing respectfully salutes: "Wanqing doesn't know what the ancestor said."

Three generations of ancestors said: "You handed over the Xuan Tianzhu to the Sect Leader to use as the exhibit. Have you ever regretted it?"

Without any hesitation, Xiao Wanqing said, "I regret it."

The three generations of ancestors seemed to be surprised by her so simple and neat answer, his eyes suddenly narrowed slightly.

"The only thing Wanqing regrets is to hand in Xuan Tianzhu out, which contributed to this attack on the Heavenly Demon Sect."

"If I can disobey Sect Leader and stop this attack, perhaps, these regrets won't happen now."

Hearing that, the three generations of ancestors took a deep look at her, and the color of surprise in his eyes became even stronger.

Nizi, let me play routines.

She shook her head: "Do you think that without the beads, the attack on the Heavenly Demon Sect would cease? You are still too naive. The beads are just a dispensable cause."

"We want that bead, mainly just to see if you really have forgotten the Heavenly Demon Sect Saint Son."

Xiao Wanqing's complexion is calm: "Wanqing can distinguish good and evil. Together with the Heavenly Demon Sage Sage, I only cultivated and fell in love. Now I have already withdrawn, please rest assured, my ancestors."

The three generations of ancestors finally nodded in satisfaction after hearing the words: "So, it is the best, and I can trust the Lingyun Sect to you."

Xiao Wanqing heard the words.

The delicate cheeks paled slightly, and the astonishment was overwhelming: "You...what did you say."

The three generations of ancestors said almost every word: "I want to entrust the Lingyun Sect to you and let you be the Sect Leader, understand?"

Xiao Wanqing felt that she had heard it wrong.

"The disciple He De, how can..."

With her current Cultivation Base, she wants to shoulder the heavy responsibility of the Sect Leader of the Lingyun Sect. Not to mention that it is so exaggerated 800 years ago, at least it is a hundred years earlier...

"I said you can, you can."

"But……"

"No but", the three generations of ancestors turned around, "I know what you are worried about, come with me, soon, your worry will be unnecessary..."

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