Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 193 The old phoenix dies and the new phoenix is ​​born

Under the clear sky and broad daylight, there was total silence inside and outside the sword worship platform.

Everyone looked at Xiaofeng who surrendered without a fight, frowning, and sorting out the current situation.

After all, the elders of the Nine Sects are profound immortals. They can believe that Wolong is Zuo Lingquan, but they don't believe that Xiaofeng's cultivation level is so high that they can't understand it, and they gradually come to their senses.

Seeing that Yao had suffered a secret loss, Shang felt a little angry in his heart. At this moment, he felt that Tie Rong Mansion and Jing Terrace were treating them like monkeys. In order to verify, he wanted to raise his hand to test Zuo Yunting's reality.

But at this moment, the world shook, and two terrifying Sword Intents came from the far south.

The nine elders who were sitting all felt this. They all turned their heads to look south, their expressions changed slightly, and then their figures disappeared one after another.

The Sword Intent coming from the south was too strong, but also too far away for low-level monks to detect, and they were all in a state of confusion.

Zuo Lingquan felt something and looked at the sky, looking around, not knowing why.

Soon, dozens of figures rose into the sky from the Iron Head Mansion, riding the wind and galloping towards the south. Among the onlookers, there were also several high-level Immortal Masters who rose up from the ground and flew over.

Whispering rustling——

The master of the Xian family was too fast, and most people could only see the stream of light like the tail of a meteor, and the discussion spread:

"what happened?"

"There seems to be some movement in the south, it looks quite big."

"The elders of the nine sects are all alarmed. There won't be a Great Monster appearing, right?"

"Look at the sky..."

After only a few words of discussion, everyone saw a distortion in the space at the top of the sky. A thin line composed of black lightning passed through it and reached the other side of the sky in the blink of an eye, as if the sky was cut in half.

thunderbolt--

The loud noise that tore apart the space came after a long time, causing people to feel tinnitus.

Although I couldn't see the black line's true form, the pressure that looked down on all living beings still came down from the sea of ​​clouds; it was like a huge Flood Dragon stepping over everyone's heads, even if it was an instant, it would be thousands of miles away, and then it would be gone again. There was no feeling, and many monks were pressed to the point where they fell directly to the ground.

"This...Lord Linyuan?"

"Definitely is……"

The discussion became more and more noisy, and the order of the scene even became chaotic.

When encountering such unexplained changes in the spiritual path, the best way to avoid being affected is to run away. Stay far enough away so that you will not be wiped out by the aftermath of the major Immortal Venerables.

Therefore, some monks with cautious personalities turned around and fled to the north. After one person took the lead, tens of thousands of people gathered in the Tiedong Mansion Square, like a flock of frightened birds in the woods, and became completely chaotic.

Zuo Yunting was pretending to be a master. Faced with the sudden crowd, he was so frightened that he was knocked to the ground before he had time to escape. Fortunately, Lao Lu did not forget about his stupid apprentice and ducked to the nearby place, knocking him to the ground. He helped him up.

Zuo Lingquan felt a little anxious when he saw this, and quickly ran outside the Bajiao Gate Tower and asked:

"Mr. Lu, what's going on?"

Situ Zhenzhen also noticed something was wrong. He didn't even have time to think about why the young phoenix was blown down by the wind. He looked at the sky and said:

"It seems something went wrong in the south. The teachers and commanders have all gone out and have no time to talk to me."

Lao Lu supported Zuo Yunting and looked towards the south:

"There were two Sword Intents just now. One of them must be Lord Huangshan, and the other one has never been seen before. He is either a swordsman from overseas or a hidden giant."

Zuo Yunting asked: "Did Lord Qiu get into a fight with someone?"

"Private fights are okay, but looking at this scene, I'm afraid it's not as simple as a personal grudge."

Lao Lu took Zuo Yunting and rode into the wind:

"Find a safe place to stay first, and wait until the situation becomes clear before you show up. Fighting between Lords is no joke."

After finishing speaking, he took Zuo Yunting and flew directly into Tiedong Mansion. Qingkui's direct descendants from various sects who did not know the truth also flew into the sect-protecting formation of Tiedong Mansion to avoid being accidentally killed by the aftermath of flying from outside.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan didn't care, turned around and ran to the top of the cliff...

——

The moment the terrifying Sword Intent came, Shangguan Lingye also felt it.

Shangguan Lingye turned his head from the window, looked to the south and far away, took out the Tiandun card and asked Boss of the Demon Hunting Division:

"what happened?"

The Monster Hunting Department has sentries throughout the empire, and the news network extends in all directions. As long as there is a Great Monster or a demon lord appearing in the world, Linyuan City will receive the news immediately.

But at this moment, the feedback from the Tiandun card was a little panicked:

"My concubine, all the government offices, sects, and monks in the south of Yunzhou have lost contact. It seems that there is something wrong with the Sky Dungeon Pagoda..."

Shangguan Lingye was slightly shocked when he heard this - the Heavenly Escape Tower is the main means for the major sects to maintain contact. The core mother tower is built in the center of the nine sects. The defense level is higher than that of the Ancestral Master Hall. He is scared. It's just that someone took over the lair, and the disciples and grandchildren who were outside couldn't return to help in time; or after the sect was destroyed, the disciples returned and were waiting to be wiped out one by one.

Surprisingly, there was the Lord of the Barren Mountain sitting on the terrace, and the Sky Dungeon Tower was destroyed without any warning just now. It is self-evident what kind of opponent he encountered.

Shangguan Lingye, as the second sage of the Dayan Dynasty, has the duty to protect the people of a country from being infested by fairies and monsters. Obviously, she can't wait and see what happens at this time. She said:

"Go back to Tiezhu Mansion first, something happened outside, I'll go and have a look."

After finishing speaking, his figure disappeared from the window in a flash, following the team of elders of the Nine Sects going south.

The girls in the attic didn't notice anything unusual, except for the dumpling lying on Tang Jingxun's shoulder, who looked to the south suspiciously, and yelled "吱吱~" twice.

Seeing the chaotic scene below, Tang Jingxun was a little scared and asked:

"Princess, what's the matter?"

Jiang Yi only handled official duties on her behalf, and did not have the actual control over the demon hunter. Naturally, she didn't know, and said:

"Anyway, it's not a trivial matter. The sky has fallen and there are eight masters supporting it. Call Zuo Lingquan back first."

Seeing this, Wu Qingwan took out a Tiandun card to contact Zuo Lingquan who was running up...

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The life-and-death struggle of monks on the top of the mountain is actually over when ordinary people can feel it.

At the southernmost tip of Yuyao Island, in the middle of the barren mountains that stretch for thousands of miles, a long flaming dragon about a hundred miles wide stretches from the main peak of Jingtai to the turbulent East China Sea.

The Jingtai Sect, which used to be evergreen all year round, was reduced to scorched earth amid the flames of the burning city. Tens of thousands of disciples and countless spiritual beasts fled in the mountains and fields, and the panic shouts could be heard in the distance on the mountain tops.

The jet-black giant dragon, with broken scales and armor, was lying between the mountains and rivers panting, and the dragon's blood turned into a stream between the mountains.

The lord of the barren mountain, Qiu Boyue, half-kneeled on the dragon's head with a fairy sword in hand, looked at the unrecognizable corpse in front of the dragon's head, with thunderous anger in his eyes.

The old man in Taoist robes was floating in mid-air with a mahogany sword in his hand. On his face that had been washed away for a long time, there was a sigh of 'the sword is old and has no light'.

Zhao Wuxie was sheltered in the Eight Formation Diagram, and until now he was still looking shocked, unable to believe the scene where the firebird that covered the sky and the sun flew over his head just now.

That scene was like the god of fire descending into the world, sending down the punishment of heaven in the world. With one flap of wings, the waves of fire could stretch for hundreds of miles, turning everything into fly ashes.

In just a moment, Zhao Wuxie didn't even see clearly how many people were coming from the sea to kill. Nearly half of the stunning terrace that had stood for thousands of years to the south of Yuyaozhou was destroyed, and even half of the main peak collapsed.

The two sword immortals in front of them jointly killed one person instantly, but the formation was destroyed, and no one could suppress the natural god. Even if the fire bird had run out of fuel, it would be difficult to bring about the catastrophe of annihilation.

The demon god who once destroyed half of Yuyaozhou escaped from the barren mountain under the joint attack of the two Immortal Venerables, and fled into the East China Sea, never to return.

In order to establish a sect, Qiu Boyue, the Lord of Barren Mountain, took on the important task of guarding the seal. He understood what kind of disaster it would bring if the things under the mountain escaped from trouble; but he did not understand why the Lord of the South of Yuyaozhou could leave the south and escape. East China Sea.

The old Taoist seemed to understand Qiu Boyue's doubts, and said:

"The old phoenix dies, and the new phoenix is ​​born. When I am dying, it is no longer possible to ask for the stolen elixir from heaven and earth. If I can only get out but not enter, I will not live long, and I no longer need to rely on this world to maintain my life. This time I escape, there will be death but no life. Before you die, you will definitely repay the great calamity of heaven and earth."

Qiu Boyue stood up and looked at the unrecognizable corpse below:

"Stealing pills to get out of trouble, and fleeing overseas by death, must have known the escape route in advance and had a plan. How does it have a connection with the Youying alien race?"

The old Taoist looked at Qiu Boyue in a blink of an eye:

"The formation separates heaven and earth, and outsiders who come into contact with the Stealing Pill must pass your inspection. I don't think you are a traitor, but the monks of your nine sects don't think so. Before Lord Linyuan comes over, you'd better think of a reasonable reason. Explain, otherwise Shangguan Yutang's temperament will cramp you, strip you of your bones, and search your soul for self-examination. You might as well have just died in a dignified battle to prove your innocence."

After finishing speaking, the old Taoist put away the mahogany sword, and took Zhao Wuxie, who was still in a daze, away from the sky, and in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived overseas.

Qiu Boyue stood on the head of the seriously injured black flood dragon, his face sank like water.

A moment later, a golden mace came through the air and was inserted between the mountains.

Then the sky tore apart, and a figure in a long golden dragon scale dress, like Yan Luo with a cold face above the nine heavens, walked out of it...

(end of this chapter)