Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 581 The great tribulation of the sect, the jade chime is silent

Now You Changqing, when he sees these things, he is shocked from the bottom of his heart.

Just want to kill them all!
Because those who replaced his disciples were all messy fox demons and raccoon demons, and none of them had high cultivation levels.

He closed the gate for more than a month. What happened in the sect?
Just when You Changqing was thinking about this, Suo Wulian hidden in his body suddenly let out a rapid tremor.

The mist lock trembles...

Someone trespassed on the sect!

And the target was the third side palace!
Ever since the accident in Songwu Pavilion, You Changqing separated his self-cultivated Wuwu chain into a clone and left it in the third side hall.

The fog lock chain has a very special characteristic, that is, it can completely atomize and release countless clones.

The fog lock chain is like fog, it can be divided into countless parts, but the more parts are divided, the thinner the volume will become...

Just like mixing honey with water.

Since all the disciples of Songwu Pavilion disappeared for no reason last time, You Changqing separated his Suowu Lian into a clone and placed it in the third side hall.

The avatar of the fog-locking chain completely turned into a mist, and completely dissipated in the air of the third side hall. Usually, the disciples couldn't see it at all, and they didn't feel it at all.

However, You Changqing will know immediately if there is any change in the third side hall.

For no one can avoid his chain of mist and come in without being in contact with the air at all.

As long as the other party is in contact with the air, Suo Mist Lian can immediately sense it and send out a reminder trembling.

You Changqing's eyes flickered, and the white chain flew out of his body, transforming into a flying sword flying up from the sky.

His figure was like a ray of white light, disappearing into the dark night sky in the blink of an eye.

He even dared to barge into his White Mist Palace at night with his eyes open, he wanted to see who was so rampant!

Finally getting into action again?
The person who confiscated his Songwu Pavilion disciples as a whole...

You Changqing's chest seemed to be stuffed with a hot flame.

He quietly took away all his apprentices, and he couldn't even find a clue...

How can he be kind as a master!

The reason why he put his chain mist avatar in the third side hall was to wait for the other party to appear again.

He wants to catch the murderer with his own hands!

He wants to kill the murderer with his own hands!

To avenge his missing disciples with his own hands!

The body was burned by the raging flames of revenge, and You Changqing negligently reached the sky above the third side hall.

However, when he actually came to the third side hall, he was immediately stunned by what he saw.

He saw a towering crimson pagoda-shaped furnace cauldron, with the cauldron seat facing down and the cauldron's tip facing upwards, floating over the entire third hall as if suppressed.

The raging flames wrapped around the Ding Pagoda, and even the dense clouds in the sky seemed to be ignited, and the entire night sky was reflected into an ocean of flames.

Below the furnace cauldron, as if being sucked up by the pagoda cauldron, all the disciples of the White Mist Palace floated out of their sleeping pavilions one after another, and slowly flew towards the pagoda cauldron suspended in the sky above.

Then one by one, they were all sucked into the tower cauldron like a big animal mouth...

The scene I saw before my eyes was like the legend of the human race bag used by the gods recorded in the ancient books that You Changqing read before...

This is completely like a dream!
After being dazed for a while, You Changqing suddenly realized that the huge tower-shaped tripod standing in front of him might be the weapon to take away all his disciples in Songwu Pavilion.

However, such a big thing is probably not something that one or two people can control.

Such a giant cauldron, except for those god-level powers that have never been seen before, can only be activated by a formation formed by many people!

This is someone deliberately murdering him in the White Mist Palace!

Realizing this, You Changqing immediately flew to a spire at the highest point of the sect.

The top of the pagoda is an open pavilion, and there is a white jade chime hanging inside the pavilion, which is used for the rapid communication of emergency matters in the entire sect, and its function is equivalent to an alarm bell.

"Ding ding ding ding..."

You Changqing circulated the spirit qi in his body, and struck the white jade chime vigorously.

The white jade chime immediately issued a crisp sound with strong penetrating power.

This white jade chime is imbued with the spiritual power of the old sect master who has passed away, and it can be transmitted to the spiritual consciousness of the sect's disciples at the moment of ringing.

On weekdays, even if the disciples in the mountain who go into obsession or cause inner demons, as long as they bring it to the bottom of the chime, pour it into the chime and knock it, the opponent can wake up immediately.

It can even help disciples in the sect to suppress demons.

At this moment, You Changqing, as a monk in the late Yuanying period, injects vigorous spirit qi and rings the white jade chime. If it is normal, not to mention the White Mist Hall, even the villagers living in the village at the foot of the mountain can clearly understand it.

But he knocked countless times one after another, and the entire sect seemed to be completely covered with huge palms, and no one came in response.

If You Changqing's cultivation had reached the state of transforming gods, he would be able to see right now that every time he rang the white jade chime, the sound waves would be swallowed by the billowing heat waves released by the flame tower tripod.

All the voices were completely eliminated in the boundless heat wave of flames, and they could not be transmitted at all.

Seeing the disciples of the third hall being sucked into the huge pagoda cauldron in an endless stream, You Changqing's eyes were red.

If he didn't stop him, the disciples in his third palace would all disappear without a sound just like last time.

May be gone forever!
Since he couldn't wake up other people, he was the only one, and he had to lose his old life.

He couldn't just watch his disciples be taken away for nothing!

Yujian flew up, and at the same time, the Suowulian in his body appeared like a flash of light, and was held by You Changqing in his hand.

The chain was slapped leisurely, assisting You Changqing's body to move, stirring the surrounding air like a whirlwind like a cloud, making his whole body fly towards the giant pagoda like a silver tornado.

You Changqing is a subsidiary attribute of the wind attribute, and his driving speed is much faster than that of ordinary monks. At the same time, he can control the wind even if he does not use a sword in the air.

Seeing that the distance from the pagoda tripod was indented, You Changqing had no time to reach him, so he flung out the silver chain in his hand, and shouted violently: "The wind and the clouds!"

The white chain stirred the air to form a huge vortex, engulfing the fury of the billowing wind and waves, it swept towards the bottom of the huge pagoda tripod.

The siphon mouth of the tornado hurricane was facing the disciples who were sucked out by the tading.

The move of "Wind and Remnant Clouds" also has the ability to absorb, and You Changqing intends to use the suction of his own move to intercept the children who have been sucked away, and then transfer them to other places.

However, just as his tornado ran to the bottom of the huge pagoda tripod, a long tongue of flame suddenly protruded from the huge pagoda tripod, licking his tornado out instantly.

The tongue of fire not only extinguished the tornado who was trying to save people, but even the dozen or so disciples around who were about to be sucked in by the tornado were also burned into ashes in human form by the tongue of fire at the same time, and were instantly wiped out.

The ashes are not kept.

Seeing this situation, the veins on You Changqing's forehead twitched violently, and his red eyes almost protruded from their sockets.

Seeing with his own eyes that the giant cauldron broke his offensive was like a child's play, You Changqing knew that with his own strength, he was powerless to stop the opponent from taking away his disciples.

With the situation so pressing, the only way to blew himself up might be to win a glimmer of life for the disciples of the sect.

　Good night, sleep sweet

　　
　
(End of this chapter)