Jiezhou.

There are thousands of miles of fertile fields and numerous mountains and rivers.

The mountains are winding like a belt, and one of the dangerous peaks is exceptionally tall and tall, surpassing all the surrounding peaks, but it is the main peak of this mountain range. Its skyscrapers fall down, and smoke and clouds linger around the waist of the peak. The top of the peak is covered with snow all year round, and is as capped as a cap.

Above Qing Ming, lights were escaping one after another, and the figures of He Fuqiong and his party appeared.

This place is already an extremely long distance away from the northwest of Cizhou. As far as the eye can see, the grass is luxuriant, the birds and animals are enjoying themselves, the mountains are majestic, and the water is gentle, but it is not affected at all by the out-of-control sacred trees.

Guessing that the distance was almost there, He Fiqiong suddenly stopped and stood in the air.

The others stopped and fled, looking at each other in confusion.

At this time, Su Zhentian Cen Fangwo quickly asked: "Fellow Daoist He, what's going on?"

Just now, the Sword God suddenly sent a message asking everyone to leave. Until now, they still don't know what happened.

It was just that the situation was critical just now, so no one asked much. It was only now that the Sword God stopped and he had time to ask the whole story.

He Fulqiong said: "Pei Ling wants to use a trump card, and the impact may be quite large, so let us leave."

Hearing this, Zhen Jianghui immediately frowned and said: "Pei Ling is the holy son of the Chongming Sect after all. Judging from his actions, he is also demonic. What he says may not be credible."

He Fiqiong shook his head slightly and said calmly: "I have shortened the time left for him to half a quarter of an hour. No matter whether he can succeed or not, we will take action as soon as the time is up."

"Moreover, the demons of Wushi Villa, Reincarnation Tower, and Tiansheng Cult were all here just now. These demonic thieves are afraid that the world will not be in chaos and have no sense of the overall situation, so they will definitely take advantage of the situation and add insult to injury."

"Even if we really want to deal with the sacred tree, it will be extremely dangerous."

"But now..."

"My true realm is not a place where these demons can come and leave at will!"

"Everyone, please wait here for a while. I'll be back soon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, He Fulqiong, regardless of whether others agreed or not, immediately turned into a brilliant sword light and soared into the sky...

At this time, everyone just came back to their senses. Queen Liu Guan nodded immediately and said: "What the Sword God said is true, we can't let the people from the Demon Sect run away like that!"

Cen Fangwo immediately said: "I'm going to help the Sword God."

Wenren Lingse reminded: "We have to leave some people down to protect the Taoist friends in Jiuyi Mountain."

Just as he was talking, a huge terrifying aura suddenly came from behind everyone. The sound of conversations that had just been extremely ordinary disappeared in an instant, and there was a strange silence...

Cizhou Southwest.

The glazed tower emerged from the void. Under the eaves of the tower, copper bells swayed, the sound was dull and distant, and the bloody eyes looked in all directions.

Soon, Liuli Pagoda disappeared again, flying towards Lizhou, and soon left the boundary of Cizhou.

The four walls of the tower are empty, except for a large ink-stained Chinese character hanging high in the middle: "Heaven's way of reincarnation, the prosperity and loss of fortune."

There were several futons placed under it, and a group of gray-robed monks were sitting on them, all looking indifferent.

At this time, a gray-robed monk with a haggard face and narrow eyes said in a deep voice: "Shengzi Pei of the Chongming Sect may be strong, but he has no sense of the overall situation."

"It's too reckless to just go your own way and not understand the importance of severity!"

The companion beside him spoke hoarsely: "Of the four sects of our Holy Way, the Chongming Sect has always been the smallest and the most greedy.

"Since Pei Ling is the holy son of the Chongming Sect, he has been influenced by the Chongming Sect since he was a child. Under the influence of his ears and eyes, he has developed such a short-sighted character, but it is not surprising."

A monk sitting opposite them sighed: "It's such a pity that we missed this opportunity!"

A monk with black beard and hair and cold eyes said lightly: "Not necessarily! No matter what, Tao Wendu is dead now."

"Two of the five false Taoist sects have fallen. Yanxi City and Jiuyi Mountain are all facing the turmoil of the young master's arrival and the replacement of the throne."

"Mount Jiuyi, in particular, is the leader of false Taoism. Taoist disciple Fu Xuanxu is only capable of transforming into a god and is unable to shoulder the responsibility of the mountain master."

"Not to mention leading five sects, commanding like an arm."

"Guan Zhen Jianghui and Dong Xianyu are nothing more than this."

"When we return to the sect, we can still launch a new round of reincarnation war..."

Before he finished speaking, the expressions of all the monks from the Samsara Tower suddenly changed. No one made a sound or moved. Even the copper bells outside the tower were as silent as cicadas. The eyes on the bells remained motionless.

In the entire Glazed Tower, it was as if time had stood still.

After a while, many gray-robed monks came back to their senses with shocked expressions.

The withered monk lost his voice and said, "The aura just now came from the direction of the battlefield of Saint Son Pei!"

His companion's voice became even hoarse: "It's not like a law, nor is it an ordinary spell."

The monk with black beard and hair and cold eyes muttered: "The winner may be decided over there..."

Just as he was talking, all the gray-robed monks suddenly noticed something again, and they all looked towards the front of the Glazed Pagoda where they were flying away.

I saw a crow-green figure suddenly appearing in the void in front of the tower. Its bamboo crown and cloud shoes had no ornaments except a long sword on its back. It was tall and strong, and its eyes seemed to be condensed with thousands of electric lights, as if at a glance,

Everything is clear.

It’s none other than He Fuqiong!

He has no intention of talking nonsense with the Reincarnation Tower, Keng!

The natal sword suddenly came out of its sheath, its blade was like frost and snow, like a big moon suddenly appeared, silver blossoms poured over the field, the sword roared into the clouds, and it was cut down with one sword!

boom!!!

※※※Cizhou, northwest.

The vast yellow sand stretches as far as the eye can see. On the huge new desert, giant trees tower into the sky, green leaves are like a cover, and gray-brown roots surge out from the bottom of the gravel, spreading all over the world, condensing into huge root cocoons in mid-air.

As the dust dispersed, the cracks in the sky slowly opened.

A frightening and terrifying aura spread out from the gap, as if some unbearable and unimaginable disaster was about to happen!

Gradually, a huge, unimaginable pupil opened little by little from the crack.

In the pupils, the eyes are dark and indifferent, cold, lofty, without any mundane atmosphere or emotion. When they are hanging high, they are like a deep and pure mountain, melting and unfathomable, exuding a terrifying majesty that all living beings cannot bear!

He stared at the giant tree, and the moment his eyes fell, all the vitality of the giant tree began to wither.

The originally dense branches and leaves were withered and yellow all over the sky, and it seemed as if there was a heavy rain of fallen leaves in the entire desert.

A series of dry cracks appeared on the thick trunk, and its roots quickly weakened and were no longer able to spread deeper into the ground.

The strong aura of death instantly enveloped the entire giant tree.
Chapter completed!