Chapter 388 The Battle of the Sect 1

Just after noon, the original image of the scorching sun facing the sky quietly passed away, replaced by the pouring rain of clouds, which seemed to change the color of the sky.

At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, Zhiduo and others gathered here, looking at the continuous heavy rain, they all showed a trace of apprehensment.

"Smart elders, this is an ominous omen! Is it a warning from heaven!"

Behind Zhiduo, an old man said hesitantly. Although he understood that saying such words at this moment was tantamount to disturbing people's hearts, he still couldn't hide the trace of surprise in his eyes.

"Evalor Mingxu, this is a sign, which indicates that we will break through the mountain gate of Qingyun School in one fell swoop. What an ominous thing to say!"

As a leader, Zhiduo understands what he should do. In a few words, he turns the topic around and makes people around him excited.

"Hahaha, what Elder Zhiduo said is right. The way of heaven is with me. Why worry about the big things!"

Near noon, Zhiduo looked at the fanatical faces around him, but felt powerless. The ringing of the bell meant that there would be a bitter battle next. Even with the support of Bai He and others, they were still at a disadvantage in terms of core combat effectiveness, and they could only be suppressed by quantity. There is a chance of winning.

You should know that although the venerable person in the Jiedan period is respected, he will still be tired. There are also times when the true element is exhausted, but compared with the cultivation of immortals in the foundation period, he can feed himself with the aura of heaven and earth during the battle, and the power of continuation is stronger.

The sect struggle has experienced cruelty. Everyone present understands the importance of this battle. If you win, you will lose...

Maybe they have never thought of failure. After all, they are in the upper hand when there is a dispute. The Qingyun faction has not been able to keep it, which makes them think that the Qingyun faction has declined and is the general trend!

At this moment, on the other hand, Xia Houtian and others have sub-organized the scattered people in the shortest time, headed by a master of the Jiedan period, forming a square array.

The scattered repair, which originally seemed to be a mob, suddenly took on a new look and doubled its combat effectiveness, which made the rumor have to admire Xia Houtian's wisdom.

"The senior is really powerful. In this way, he can maximize the strength of everyone against the enemy. I admire him!" Fengwen smiled and exclaimed from the bottom of his heart.

After hearing this, Xia Houtian just nodded slightly, and there were no more superfluous words. He stared at the direction of Qingyun Mountain and didn't know what he was thinking.

The bell rang. As a disciple of the Qingyun School, he knew what this meant.

The sky is murderous, and the stars are moving. The earth is murderous, and the dragon and snake rise to the land. People kill, the world repeats!

"Huh? The rain has stopped?"

Suddenly, there was an exclamation in Xia Houtian's ear. He turned his head and looked. I don't know when Zixin had quietly arrived.

"Zimei, when did you come here?"

"God, if it were usual, you wouldn't be so careless! Are you worried..."

In front of the wind, Zixin can't say it clearly, but with a gentle touch of his finger, Xia Houtian will understand the meaning.

"Well, after this war, I don't know what the result is!"

Originally, he was awakened and returned to Middle-earth, but he didn't want to fall into the mud ball of struggle again. Perhaps as an immortal, this is something that can never be changed, but I don't know why Xia Houtian, who has this understanding, still has a little sadness in his heart.

"When I was a child, I yearned for the immortals in the book. When I heard that the immortals really existed, how excited I was. Once I stepped into the Qingyun School Mountain Gate, I was confused, uneasy, and there was a trace of vague expectation. Looking back at today, I don't know when, I was already tired. Can you, Zimei, I'm tired!"

Listening to Xia Houtian's desolate words, he felt the hesitation of his beloved, and Zixin's heart was almost broken.

Zixin understands that if it hadn't been too much experience, if not... Maybe not, the man in her mind would not say the word "I'm tired".

For the first time, Zixin felt that he was not far away from him, not illusory, but flesh and blood, real existence.

"God, I understand, I understand!"

I heard this, but I don't know when I left knowingly without the interference of outsiders. Zixin and Xia Houtian encouraged each other in their deep feelings.

At this moment, Xia Houtian, the master of Sanxiu, may no longer remember that he is just a young man, but he is carrying too much. I'm afraid that what he owes can't be repaid forever.

On Qingyun Mountain, outside the Qingyun Hall, all the disciples of the Qingyun School gathered here, standing motionless and waiting quietly.

As soon as the heavy rain began, the door of the Qingyun Hall, which was originally gold coins, slowly opened, and Qingyunzi and others appeared in turn.

However, the person standing in the center this time is not Qingyunzi, but a teenager they have never seen before. Although there are some doubts in their hearts, as disciples of the Qingyun School, they understand what to ask and what not to ask.

"Qingyun, remember, after today, the Qingyun School will flourish in your hands!" Gu Hong said lightly.

"Uncle is flattered, but it's just his own!"

"Are the elders awake?"

"Yewell, most of them are out of the customs, but..."

"But what is it?"

"Six fourth-generation ancestors did not come out!"

"Oh, quickly distribute the real elixir to avoid delaying the timing!"

"Qingyun understands that it has already been distributed!"

"The predecessors planted trees, the descendants took advantage of the cool, and the founder was far-sighted. I can't wait! By the way, can my disciple get the news back?

Gu Hong seemed to be casual, but in his originally calm eyes, he flickered when he mentioned Xia Houtian. Obviously, he cared about it very much.

"Xiahou Tian has taken control of the scattered cultivation!"

"Good! Then let's start!"

"Yes, uncle!"

Qing Yunzi took a step forward, glanced at the group, and finally settled down and shouted deeply, "All disciples obey the order!"

"The disciple is there!" All the disciples of the Qingyun School shouted in unison and shocked the world.

"The immeasurable sect and Baihuamen betrayed their faith, gathered a group of scum and attacked my Qingyun Mountain. At this time of crisis, I specially opened the door of the treasure house and gave me the magic weapon elixir to defend my Qingyun School!"

"In charge of teaching wisdom, in charge of teaching wisdom!"

Then, Qing Yunzi stepped back and motioned the law enforcement elders to come forward to read the law of rewards and punishments. If Xia Houtian again, he would definitely find that Elder Kong had a familiar face behind him, and his rough face was full of excitement.

At a moment in the afternoon, Qingyun Mountain was covered with a faint fog after the heavy rain, and even the air was scattered with a trace of murder, cold and piercing.

"Kill!"

With the order of Zhiduo, hundreds of immortals flocked up. After many days of attack, the second defense line of the Qingyun School, which had already been overwhelmed, suddenly collapsed, and the towering mountain gate of the Qingyun School slowly appeared!

This scene seems to stimulate all the attacking immortals. The fierce light in their eyes is exposed, and the magic weapons are like a streamer one after another!

Suddenly, several immortals who hit the front screamed and fell to the ground. In a blink of an eye, they turned into a loss of life.

At the same time, in the mountain gate of the Qingyun School, countless Qingyun School disciples in five-color clothes emerged. In groups, under the leadership of the elders in robes, they fought together.

Zhiduo's face changed. He didn't expect that Qingyun sent up and sent the elders of the Jiedan period. For a while, many immortals with weaker cultivation suddenly fell to the ground.

"Esbyterian White Crane, speed to lead the infinite elders!"

As soon as Zhiduo said this, the white crane immediately nodded, and then saw more than a dozen infinite patriarchs flying up, and the imperial envoy's magic weapon did not enter the regiment.

At the same time, Baihua Fairy and others were also stunned, and then made the same decision. For a while, many figures flew out of the attacking camp, one by one, and the Qingyun faction was exhausted to deal with it!

In the place of the war, the two conveniences of each other do not give in to each other, making Xia Houtian, who was invisible a hundred miles away and observed the situation in the field with divine consciousness, sighed!

"Brother, brother, what I see is boiling blood. When shall we act!" Although several years of desert island life have made Pingbatian more peaceful, the belligerent blood from the depths of his heart has never cooled down. As soon as he sees the battle, it is like joining in.

Xia Houtian shook his head and said nothing. He just quietly paid attention to the situation in the field. He knew very well that if he joined at this moment, with more than a hundred people behind him, it would be tantamount to hitting a stone with eggs and sinking into the sea!

He must wait for the best time to decide the universe in one fell swoop!

In the Qingyun Hall, a silver-white round mirror floated in the air. Qingyunzi, Gu Hong and others gathered in front of them one after another, staring at the round mirror.

In the round mirror, the picture flows, which is the scene of Qingyun Mountain fighting, which seems to be immersive and very real.

"Qingyun, according to the perspective of the Haotian mirror, the infinite sect and other sects must have been helped, otherwise most of the immortals in the Jiedan period will be expelled as soon as they come up. Although the Yuanying period has not yet gone out, I think it's just a matter of time!" Gu Hong said so.

"What the uncle said is right. It seems that Zhiduo and others want to take people first!"

"Hehe..."

Suddenly, Elder Kong walked out behind him, saluted respectfully and said, "Take charge of the real person, Zhang Ming, please fight!"

"Come back tomorrow!" Elder Kong scolded.

"Master, countless fellows are fighting in blood, but I am watching here. Zhang Ming has a sense of shame in his heart. Even if he is dead, he will never regret it!"

"Are you Zhang Ming?" Gu Hong looked up at Zhang Ming, who was kneeling below, and asked curiously.

"Ancestor, my disciple's name is indeed Zhang Ming!"

"Yes, young man, he is energetic, much better than your master!"

"Ancestor, please invite prospective disciples to fight!"

"Ha ha, it's not the time to give up. If you don't give up, where did you come from? Do you understand?"

"Mororor, why don't you retreat!" Elder Kong scolded here.

Zhang Ming had no choice but to quit, but he was thinking about the meaning of Gu Hong's words in his heart.

"Master, do you want to send me out to resist!" An elder asked for instructions.

"No hurry, calm down, the blood of the disciples of Qingyun School will not flow in vain!" With that, the fierce light suddenly appeared in Gu Hong's eyes, which was breathtaking!