Chapter 1103: Torn Space

Wen Zhan is originally a refined middle-aged man, because of his practice of Xiaoyao Fu, he has an extremely good temper.

Even though he was ridiculed by so many people in the seven sects' assessment, he did not fight back.

Of course, it was because the prospect of Xiaoyaomen was not optimistic at that time.

And even now, Xiaoyaomen's reputation has been supported by Xiao Yu in this year, it is impossible for Wen Zhan to be happy.

Apart from the remnants of the Black Cliff Sect wantonly making trouble in the sect world, the biggest reason was naturally the sect replacement meeting a few days ago.

One-third of Xiaoyaomen's disciples died, and the front of the mountain gate was destroyed.

At this time, the world of Zongmen is in turmoil, and these two people are actually mocking here. Do they really think that the things here have nothing to do with them?

After Wen Zhan was so pissed off, Hao Liang and Huang Lingshi's faces turned blue and purple, and they were speechless for a while.

In terms of hatred, Hao Liang from Xuanjian Pavilion and Wei Yi from Purple Spirit Sect have the most hatred against Xiao Yu. Of course, the hatred of Haotianzong is not small at all.

They wanted to add insult to injury to Xiaoyaomen's latest incident, but they also took the overall situation into consideration. If they were not really angry to a certain extent in this situation, how could they be so teasing and sarcastic?

Needless to say, Xuanjian Pavilion, half of the disciples were killed, and Zilingzong was not much better, a genius disciple was killed, and one of the four secret realms was destroyed on the spot, and all the formations inside were destroyed. Take it away, and the relationship between the two sects was broken on the spot, and the situation was like fire and water.

The Haotian School, Fengzhaomen, Baiyugu, etc. also had their disciples killed, and the Haotian School was the most serious. In terms of anger, everyone was angry except for the Huanyue School.

But in this situation, shouldn't their personal grievances be put aside?

Gu She stood up and reconciled: "Okay, let's put personal matters aside, the most urgent thing is the space crack. If the sect world no longer exists, so what if the personal grievances are great?"

Wen Zhan glanced at Gu She and nodded to him.

Here, Huanyue Sect is the most neutral, and Gu She has also been friends with him for many years.

"snort!"

Hao Liang snorted coldly, and took the lead to go away with Yujian, followed by several others.

What Gu She was controlling was a white sword. He went to Wen Zhan's side and sighed, "Let's go through this test first."

"Um."

Both of them are tacitly aware that the recent events in the sect world have not only worsened the relationship between Xiaoyaomen and several other sects, but even the instability of the sect world has reached an unprecedented level. degree.

This is not Gu She, or even what everyone would like to see.

A group of seven people flew in the air, and immediately arrived at a remote place in mid-air, where the cracks in the space were sealed, surrounded by a large mountain, the extreme east of the Zongmen world, desolate.

The empty area in front is the entrance to the "crack plane", and the space crack is another place in the space.

The seven people sensed at the same time that there was an astonishing fluctuation in this space.

This kind of spatial fluctuation is a power that does not exist in the sect world - the power of space.

"Boom!"

At the same time, the entire surrounding world suddenly made a thunderous sound. There seemed to be a kind of weak lightning in the space and the earth, intertwined, intertwined, and spread out like countless blood vessels.

In this case, the space is naturally unstable, and the worst result is the collapse of the plane space!

"Sure enough, the vibration of the space crack this time is much stronger than last year." The person who spoke was Bai Yugu, a white and clean old woman in her fifties and sixties. Just looking at it this way, her age is no more than forty at most. Years old, still with a kind of smart beauty.

Wei Yi's face darkened, and he said, "I can feel the crack inside, about to be torn apart."