Chapter 714 Taiyi Xuankun

Everyone in the room was also silent, and almost everyone looked at Wujue with strange expressions. Either with pity in their eyes, or gloating.

The two soul lamps that went out were both spirit-level powerhouses.

These two people are the pillars of Pushan Temple. If he dies now, I'm afraid that Pushan Temple will be more or less ominous!

The next moment, they all looked away again. Without the support of the sect, Wujue's power in Qiongjing would completely disintegrate.

Apart from my cultivation being pretty good, the rest is nothing, and I can no longer fall into the eyes of others!

That indecisive panting like a beast, his eyes were red. The next moment, he glared at Wuxu fiercely.

"The demise of my Pushan Temple is all because of your Wuxu fault! Knowing that Zongshou is invincible in the way of swordsmanship, no one in my Taoist sect can match his sharpness, but he did not take precautions. That man destroyed twenty-four sects in eight hours. , Dozens of spiritual mirrors in the vault of heaven, but doing nothing. You Wuxu still have face, and then take the position of palace master?"

Everyone in the room was slightly taken aback, and looked over again with astonished expressions.

This person in my memory must not have such a temperament——

That Wuxu frowned, still sitting on a high place, unmoved.

"Wu Xu once said that after this battle, he will plead guilty to the elders of Qiongjing—"

"Please blame your grandma!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted. The Wujue figure also suddenly rose up.

"A little punishment, it doesn't hurt you, it may pay for the lives of those 60,000 disciples? It may make twenty-four sects rebuild? I have no decision, so I will seek justice for the fallen sects today!"

Brown light talismans swirled all over his body, and a big seal suddenly formed in the palm of his hand. With a flicker, he was already in front of Wuxu.

With one palm print, it's like the fall of a giant mountain!

That Wuxuzi didn't even blink, he just popped out with a random finger.

The space between the two of them expanded for a while, and then shrunk for a while.

In the end, it exploded violently, the figure of Wujue. Immediately collapsed and flew tens of feet away.

Beside Wuxu, sat an old Taoist priest. At this time, he opened his eyes slightly, showing helplessness. Probing his hand and grabbing it, a giant palm stretched out in the burst of energy, and squeezed Wujue's body, making him unable to move.

Wu Xu didn't pay attention, and flicked his sleeves. Suppress all the remaining energy of the strong wind that is rushing around. Don't let it be suppressed. Then he glanced indifferently at the figure lying on the ground.

"Pull it down!"

Immediately, several disciples on duty walked in and carried Wujue away, but Wujue kept yelling at him.

"Wuxu, you bastard. You are not worthy to be the master of my firmament! Why don't you die? That master of yours misunderstood you—"

It's just that at this moment, everyone in the room is looking at Wujue. But they all implied admiration.

This assassination seemed reckless, but afterwards it could be interpreted as anger.

The matter of Zong's death came first, and if Qiongjing couldn't punish Wuxu severely afterwards, then he could only let him go lightly.

Although the twenty-four sects were exterminated, there are still many disciples and disciples left, and there are also many elders from the spiritual realm and fairyland.

Wuxu's palm can be regarded as doing his best. Dao Lingqiong Realm still has its place.

That undecided roar was getting farther and farther away. And the room was once again silent. After a long time, there was a sound.

"The only solution now is to ask the sects of the Holy Land Lingfu to help—"

The Taoist who spoke just said so much. I felt a series of blade-like eyes staring at me.

"Impossible! In this battle, the strength of my vault is ten times that of Qiantian Mountain. If I still ask for help from those holy lands, wouldn't I be ridiculed?"

"The Tailing Sect. The Dao Lingzong has always been in harmony with us. If we want to take the opportunity to get involved in the sky, what should we do?"

"How about a temporary truce with that demon king Qian Tian?"

"Talking about peace at this time, what is the face of my vault? In the future, this vault. How can I order the Taoist sect? We will also become sinners of the Taoist sect!"

"Then how to resist?"

There was a lot of discussion, and everyone followed. All thoughtful. Especially similar to Wujue's situation, the few people whose sect is in the eastern part of the Central Cloud Land all have close sympathies.

"The only solution is to follow what the Palace Master said. All sects work together to defend one place—"

"Although there are some troubles afterwards, it is better than the death of the sect."

As their eyes intersected, everyone remained silent, and no one expressed any objection.

With this policy set, the next step is how to distribute it.

The green-clothed Taoist at the door suddenly spoke again: "This is the method of guarding, and it is not perfect. I wonder if the palace master has a strategy to kill this guard?"

Wuxu raised his eyebrows again, and then shook his head calmly.

"After three months, we will see for ourselves. If you want to be safe, kill this person early, unless there is Taiyi Xuankun Formation—"

The faces of many Taoists in the room changed again.

No matter what kind of spiritual method or treasure to move the universe, it will take a lot of time, and it is even more difficult to lock it from a distance and get an accurate position.

The only difference is that this formation is different. The two formations correspond to each other. As long as there are enough spirit stones, several people or even dozens can be teleported at one time.

This Taiyi Xuankun Formation is the smallest of all teleportation formations, and it only needs a seventh-level spiritual master to activate it. The consumption of spirit stones is not too much.

However, it is not these that make everyone difficult——

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Almost at the same time, in the imperial capital, Fenghua Palace and Tingzheng Pavilion.

At this time, Yin Yu also looked at the memorial in his hand with strange eyes.

At the end of noon, travel 2,200 li southward and destroy Fashanzong. Of the three thousand disciples, none survived. Fallen two spiritual realms——

At the beginning of the Wei Dynasty, he went to Xiuling Mountain and destroyed Shuimingzong. The sword breaks the mountain, and within half a moment, the grand array of ten thousand water and guiyuan erected by 2,200 disciples was forcibly breached—at the second quarter of the unitary hour, the view of Mietao Mountain. At the eighth quarter of the unitary hour, he traveled eastward for three thousand miles and destroyed the Huiyun sect——

Many news have been seen in the daytime, but none of them are so detailed.

Each piece of news has detailed death toll, approximate time, and even the approximate process of each battle.

And the more you look back, the more shocking it is.

"This son, is there such a thing? The ancient overlord is nothing more than that—"

Throwing down the memorial in his hand, Yin Yu's eyes revealed a bit of unpredictability.

Although I can only think about it, I can also know that Zongshou's superb swordsmanship——

"So, so far, there are twenty-three cases?"

"Twenty-four sects! A few quarters ago, around the beginning of the Xu Dynasty, the Pushan Temple was destroyed!"

Na Gao Ruo bowed slightly, and said calmly, "This is the catastrophe of Taoism!"

"The calamity of Taoism? It's only 60,000 disciples who died, how can it be counted as calamity?"

Yin Yu smiled "hey", his words were full of coldness, and then he turned to ask curiously: "The rest of the sects are fine, and the Xiuyun and other sects have fairyland powerhouses in the outer domain. Daolingqiongjing There are quite a lot of fairylands and gods in the area, so why don't you intervene? The Daoist holy realm is as high as ten, and Ao Kun is alone, how can he check and balance? How can this sect guard have no scruples?"

Gao Ruo smiled wryly, not knowing how to answer.

Fortunately, Yin Yu immediately realized something.

"That's right! Since he dared to do this, he must have a proper strategy! Even if he didn't, Cangsheng Dao and Tianmo Qiongjing would help him—"

No longer entangled in this matter, Yin Yu asked again: "I'm afraid that the position of Wuxu's palace master will not be stable anymore. Have you ever asked Tailing and other sects for help?"

"Never!"

Na Gao Ruo shook his head: "However, there is already a countermeasure for the Lingqiong Realm. It seems that the manpower of all sects will be gathered in one place to resist. More than a dozen sects in the east have already begun to set up the Taiyi Xuankun Formation .”

Yin Yu smiled, he also expected this spirit realm, and would never ask Tailingzong for help.

That Taoist sect is even more afraid of the Tailing sect like a tiger,

"Do you want to be invincible first and wait for the enemy to be victorious? This Wuxu knows the art of war very well!"

Gao Ruo was slightly disdainful: "If he knows the art of war, he should have done so long ago!"

"It's not Wuxu's fault. If it weren't for being forced into this desperate situation, how could the sects of the Taoist sect agree to it?"

Yin Yu said, with a meaningful twitch on the corner of his lips: "Besides, once the Taiyi Xuankun formation is deployed, it will be difficult to withdraw in the future. The eastern sects will all fall under the control of the Dao Lingqiong Realm sooner or later. In the middle. This is something that the palace masters of the previous dynasties have longed for and failed to achieve. Not only did the sects resist, but the Tailing Dao Ling also interfered with many things, and often failed. If this matter can be achieved in his hands, With this achievement alone, his position as the Palace Master of the Sky Realm is as stable as Mount Tai!"

Gao Ruo was startled, and after thinking about it carefully, it turned out to be the case, and he couldn't help but gasped.

"So, this Wuxu was intentional—"

If it is really guided intentionally, this wisdom without market will be really terrifying——

"That's not necessarily the case! Before this battle, who would have thought that Zong Shou could have such an invincible swordsmanship? Can he have such a thunderous method? If you make the best use of the situation and turn disadvantages into advantages, you can be regarded as a wise man."

Immediately, Yin Yu smiled indifferently: "Anyway, Zong Shou has probably lost this battle! It's fine if he knows the opportunity to retreat, but if he doesn't retreat, it will only be a dead end! I am very serious about this matter. You don’t need to intervene, let people watch it—"

After a moment of hesitation, he said in a concentrated voice: "Try to let that thief return to Qiantian alive."

The word 'thief' is full of resentment.

Gao Ruo bowed again in understanding.

Whether it is Taoism or Qiantian, they are the enemies of big merchants.

Daomen's victory is definitely not a good thing for Dashang.

It would be best if both sides could be hurt in this battle,

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The long sword was like blood, and Zong Shou stood quietly in the air.

At the foot, the sword energy condensed, carving out sword marks several feet deep on the ground.

Seen from above, there are actually two rows of numbers.

"Twenty-five, fifty-six thousand, four hundred and twenty-two—"

The handwriting is not deliberately modified, but it is still like a silver hook painted on iron. Every stroke, every stroke is like a sword, containing an indescribable vigor. Even faintly hide the endless murderous intentions!

Looking around, there was blood everywhere. The ground is dyed red, and corpses are scattered all over, if you look carefully. It can be found that, without exception, these people were all killed by one blow, and there is no extra energy in their bodies.

At this time, Zong Shou was quietly looking at the sword in his hand. A trace of blood and blood surrounded the whole body.