These disciples of the sect of Zhongnan Mountain originally thought that Zhongnan Mountain would inevitably fall into the hands of Wufengzi Zhenren, and Wuyunzi and others would definitely die. They were still concerned about some friendship between classmates, so although they betrayed Zhongnan Mountain, they just stood by and watched, unable to bear to take action against their fellow disciples, but they would never have thought that as the killing came to an end, Wudaozi Zhenren, who had been dead for more than 20 years, would actually crawl out of the tomb. This shock is really unacceptable.

Master Wuyunzi looked at Master Wudaozi, and still felt it was a bit unrealistic. He felt like he was dreaming. After a moment of silence, he said again: Brother Wudaozi, how far have you practiced the art of fasting and quiet? Have you practiced it?

When this matter came to mention, Wu Daozi couldn't help but feel angry and said hatefully: I have practiced this art of fasting and quietness about a year ago, but it will take three years to stabilize it to make this art work more effective. But you are fighting on this, and the sky is falling and the earth is cracking, razing my place of life to the ground. How could I stay in it safely? What's more annoying is that even the coffin board where I was sleeping was blown away. If I hadn't been able to practice my cultivation, I was killed in it just now. Who did this thing? You dare to act so recklessly in this place, and Is it bullying me, no one in Zhongnan Mountain?

True Man Wudaozi was furious, and then he raised his head and glanced at Elder Zhuque Xuanwu and others in front of him.

Under this anger, the momentum suddenly increased, and the terrifying aura on his body emanated. The surrounding aura suddenly fluctuated, and layers of invisible aura spread out, scaring everyone present to change their colors.

Wu Yunzi sighed and said with tears in his eyes: Senior Brother Wu Daozi, they are all junior brothers incompetent. After the senior brother Wu Qingzi traveled, the head of Zhongnan Mountain passed on to his eldest disciple Ziyang. A few days ago, Wu Yunzi, the old thief Wu Yunzi, in order to be the head of Zhongnan Mountain, actually colluded with the cult demons of the White Lotus Sect. He first killed the Ziyang master, and then joined forces with the demons of the White Lotus Sect to kill four of our Wu-sect generation. The most hateful thing is that he instigated his fellow disciples to join the White Lotus Sect.

We must kill all the disciples who oppose him. Now we have these old guys left here. Once we die, there will be no opponents of the old thief Wufengzi in Zhongnan Mountain. The disciples in the sect must obey their orders. In this way, the foundation left by the ancestor will be destroyed in the hands of the old thief Wufengzi. Senior Brother Wudaozi, Junior Brother, I am ashamed of you. Now I am seriously injured and powerless to fight again. If you hadn't appeared in time, I'm afraid I would never see you again in this life.

The more Wu Yunzi spoke, he became more and more excited. He couldn't help but burst into tears and was very sad. When he saw Wu Daozi, he was like seeing his closest relatives, like a child who was bullied outside, and seeing his elders.
Chapter completed!