My disciples are all geniuses

When Chen Liangshi's true form left, everyone was silent.

Of course the enemy wants to be killed, but the most important thing now is Ye Xiaoxiao's life and death.

They didn't know what to say at the moment. This battle was too brutal. Nearly 90% of the elders of Aotian Sect died in the battle, and Xu Yinchen and Han Qingxuan, who were heavenly beings, also suffered injuries that were difficult to heal.

The Aotian Sect almost died.

If Ye Xiaoxiao hadn't arrived in time and single-handedly defeated a demon saint and a Mahayana deity, and the master Chen Liangshi had not escaped from seclusion in time, they would have been completely wiped out.

All the reinforcements stood silently outside the mountain.

Even Ye Xiaoxiao died in the battle.

In this battle, if Ye Xiaoxiao alone had not turned the tide, I am afraid that Chen Liangshi would not have been able to get out of seclusion.

"Xiao Xiao."

Pei Luoran was stunned after learning the news.

She had no friends in her life, and she could count them all on one hand, and now, one of her friends had died in the war.

She wanted to go to Hengxuan Mountain, but was stopped by Master Lingyan.

Master Lingyan shook his head at her.

The current Aotian Sect is like a hedgehog with barbs raised. Even if it is a friendly army, it is better not to get close. During this period, the Aotian Sect needs to calm down.

Pei Luoran lowered his head and remained silent.

Chen Qianye and Tang Junlie on the side both sighed.

An ancient genius has died.

On this day, there was continuous heavy rain on Hengxuan Mountain. It was the Xuanling Tiandao Tree that was crying, and it reflected the state of mind of its master Chen Liangshi.

No one bothered Aotian Sect, they all retreated one after another.

Master Chen Liang is out of confinement, and no one will dare to take action again.

The three clones he left behind did not say much. The sleeves and robes of the Netherworld clone swung lightly, collecting the pool of blood on the ground.

The three clones came to the top of Hengxuan Mountain and sat on the Heluo Formation of the Bagua. They relied on their own strength to make up for the missing origin of Hengxuan Mountain.

Hongyin and Qingluan were both seriously injured, and they needed a lot of time to recuperate. This battle had already damaged them to their core.

Yin Liusu also fell into a coma after the dust settled. He killed more than forty monks in the Tibetan Mystic Realm in this battle, fighting until the lamps and candles went out. If it were not for the protection of the Xuanhuang Mother Qi, he would have died long ago while defending the mountain gate alone. No fewer than five times.

The disciples in the Xuanling Tiandao Tree quickly ran out. They were crying not far away. Such a mess made them feel deeply powerless and guilty.

Xia Xiaoman pressed the tip of her sword against the ground. She was also seriously injured, but as the second disciple, she needed to stand up and take charge of the overall situation.

"us."

She had a splitting headache, all because Dashang's secret weapon had hurt her soul. She staggered and almost fell to the ground, but at this time the three disciples of Chu Wushuang came up to support her.

Jiang Luoyuan was about to pass out with Yao Xingchen's support. The battle was over and they had all reached their limits.

At this time, Du Ziheng stood up and said: "Master, you can sleep peacefully. The rest of the affairs in the sect will be left to the disciples."

Jiang Luoyuan glanced at him, nodded lightly, then closed his eyes and fell asleep in Yao Xingchen's arms.

Du Ziheng said loudly: "Elders, please go and have a rest. The mountain gate is guarded by the ancestors. Leave the affairs in the mountain to us!"

This battle has been exhausted. Many elders fell down and fell asleep on the spot, and some even just sighed. Now that it is finally over, their sighs are gradually dissipating. Fortunately, Manyiyi and others took the elixir He took it and gave it to them to save their lives.

The Bagua Tianheluo Formation was turbulent at this moment, scattering warm and soft light, falling on everyone, healing everyone's injuries, replenishing their vitality and repairing their injuries on their own.

Du Ziheng looked up at the clones of the three ancestors and breathed a sigh of relief.

The Aotian Sect survived this disaster.

"Without further ado, I would like to ask all my brothers and sisters to work together."

"Senior Brother Ziheng, just give me your orders!"

The disciples are all very motivated, and that's all they can do.

When Qiu Bailu was supporting Xia Xiaoman and preparing to leave, she said, "Zi Heng, bury everyone's bodies in Aotian Peak. That will be the cemetery from now on."

Du Ziheng saluted: "I obey."

So Du Ziheng began to distribute tasks. There were too many things to deal with at the bottom of the mountain and in the middle. He hoped to finish taking care of the mountain and bury the elders who died in the battle before the elders woke up.

In that place of nothingness.

Both the Holy Master and Taoist Taixuan saw the outcome of this scene, and they both had different thoughts.

Although the Aotian Sect lost countless people, including Ye Xiaoxiao, but as far as they were concerned, the Aotian Sect won this battle after all.

In this ending, the Holy Master is only satisfied that the variables have disappeared.

In the end, the Holy Lord shook his head and said: "That's all, just think of it as giving yourself one more opponent."

The Aotian Sect was not destroyed, and Master Chen Liang got out of seclusion successfully. Now that the matter was over, he had no other choice.

The Holy Master looked at Taoist Taixuan who was about to disappear again, and asked: "Ye Xiaoxiao is dead, do you think there is still a chance of improvement?"

Taoist Taixuan was thoughtful, and finally seemed to think of something. He smiled heartily:

"you guess?"

Seeing this, the Holy Master just smiled, shook his head slowly, and bowed in the end.

"One last farewell to you, old rival."

Taoist Taixuan smiled and nodded, and finally his figure blurred and slowly disappeared.

Wow.

This last mark has also disappeared, and Taixuan Taoist has truly disappeared from the world. Fortunately, his traces still remain in the memories of some people.

The Holy Lord looked back at Hengxuan Mountain, and finally looked at the sky.

The two world-destroying battles also came to an end. No one won, but they just stopped for the time being.

A dragon roar faded away, and the crack in the void was restored. The Canglong Emperor returned to the demon world and did not win or lose with the Queen Mother of the West.

On the other side, the Supreme Saint Emperor and Yuan Daoist separated.

Yuan Daoist sighed: "The Emperor of Heaven is indeed extraordinary. I admire him."

His white whisk was stained with a little red.

The Supreme Saint Emperor seemed to say something, but the next moment his face changed. He looked back in a direction and shouted angrily.

"Ren Xuanyuan!"

At the same time, the Supreme Saint Emperor had already left.

The Queen Mother of the West and Yuan Daoist were a little surprised to hear that name.

Ren Xuanyuan, the current leader of Luotian Sword Sect.

The Holy Lord did not look at the Queen Mother of the West and Yuan Daoist. His figure turned into a ray of golden light and disappeared into the void.

In the distant Haoyuan Continent, deep in the rolling sea of ​​clouds.

At this moment, the extremely huge Heavenly Palace was cut off a corner, and its protective formation was cut off, and the elders of the Holy Heavenly Palace were all furious.

Whether it was the traditionalists or the reformists, they were all furious at this moment. They looked at the peerless swordsman holding the world's first divine sword in the sky.

The great elder of the Holy Heavenly Palace, Zuo Wengong, shouted angrily: "Ren Xuanyuan! How dare you cut off the fortune of my Heavenly Palace!?"

They didn't expect that the leader of the Luotian Sword Sect, who had not come out of seclusion for many years, would suddenly come here, and even cut a sword on their Holy Heavenly Palace!

"I'm just here to test the sword."

The tall middle-aged man brushed the sword with his left hand, and the sword was surging with an extremely fierce sword energy. He spoke indifferently.

"Your Heavenly Palace has been so active over the years, and I thought you had great power, but it turns out that Heavenly Palace is not vulnerable."

The news soon spread across the five continents of the human race. Luo Tian Sword Sect's leader Xuanyuan tested his sword at the Holy Heavenly Palace, cut off a corner of the Heavenly Palace, and left in style. This news made countless people feel vented.