The king will never go to court

Chapter 260 Chapter 369: Strange Nightmare
The sky full of blue waves rushed towards his face, completely submerging Xie Wufeng in the depths of the lake.

The coercion around him made him not even show any resistance, and he was surrounded by the lake water. Xie Wufeng didn't even hear Huo Longer's cry for help.

Xie Wufeng's mind was extremely clear, but he couldn't direct his body.He seemed to see the deepest part of the incomparably long deep space, and a bright light suddenly shot into his eyes.

"All the weather is turbulent, my way is prosperous"

When Xie Wufeng opened his eyes again, he saw that the ten characters in front of him were extremely eye-catching. They were shattered among the boulder fragments, and the hundred-foot-high stone pillar in front was cut off in the middle.

The torrential rain poured down on the ruined square.

At this moment, "he" has long hair loose and blood all over his body. He leans on the ground with his sword to support his crumbling body.

The torrential rain and blood flowed down the hem of the robe to the shattered square below.

Five people stood more than a hundred steps away, dressed in gorgeous robes, with immortal demeanor, standing with their hands behind their backs.

The old man in purple robe walked forward slowly, looked at Xie Wufeng with playful eyes and said.

"Daoyi, in terms of the friendship of the same Taoist sect, as long as you hand over the Taoist treasure, our five sects can keep your whole body, and your disciples, the five sects can guarantee that their lives will not be in danger."

Xie Wufeng's thoughts raced quickly, but he couldn't remember what the Taoism and the five sects were mentioned by the old man in purple robe.He wanted to ask aloud, but couldn't make any sound.

Suddenly, the body where he was sneered hoarsely, spat out a mouthful of blood, and murmured in a low voice. "Hehe, hehe, my Dao day is prosperous, how ironic, how absurd."

"There are all disciples in front of us, lying in a pool of blood. And all this is in vain. Now that Taixuanzong has been destroyed, one of the six sects of Taoism will go."

Xie Wufeng's body laughed wryly, the voice was so powerless and helpless.

"You can still laugh out loud!"

The purple-robed old man sneered, lowered his right palm slightly, and an invisible breath suddenly pressed on the head of a blood-covered disciple.

"boom!"

His head exploded like a watermelon, blood splattered everywhere.

Before the disciple died, he roared.

"Teacher! You go!"

Xie Wufeng's body exhausted the last bit of strength, stood up straight, fixed his eyes on the figure behind the five people, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"why?"

The figure was hidden under the black cloak, lowering its head slightly.

"Taixuanzong has fallen, only you, a fool, still hold on to the vanity of the past."

One of the brocade-robed old men showed a sneer, moved his figure slightly, and blocked Dao Yi's sharp and questioning eyes.

"If you don't want to hand over the Taoist treasure by yourself, we don't mind killing all of your Taixuanzong disciples, and then search for your soul."

As soon as the words fell, an old man with white beard slapped down again.

"boom!"

Another disciple who was covered in blood turned into a puddle of blood, with no bones left. The heavy rain washed away the blood and flowed to Dao's feet.

Looking at the disciple's eyes of relief before he died, Xie Wufeng's body said coldly.

"Since you want it, then take it!"

"really?"

The five people in front of them let out an exclamation at the same time, and everyone had a greedy look in their eyes.

"As long as you hand it over, our previous guarantee will still count. The remaining disciples of your Taixuanzong can survive."

In order to appease Dao Yi, the old man's coercion weakened a bit, and he took two steps forward quickly.

The other four people behind him also stepped forward together, and the five stayed a hundred paces away from Xie Wufeng, all with anticipation in their eyes.

"However, I have a request."

"Dao Yi, I advise you not to play tricks, our patience has a limit." The purple-robed old man's face darkened slightly, and he cast a questioning look at the four people around him.

"If you don't agree, I would rather destroy the Taoist treasure."

The owner of Xie Wufeng's body turned cold, and his voice was also a little bit cold, as if to explode himself at any time.

The five exchanged glances, and the old man hesitated.

"Okay, we agreed to your request."

"I want the surviving sect disciples to come closer, I have a will to explain."

The aura of Xie Wufeng's body increased sharply, and he could clearly feel that once the other party refused to agree, the master of his body would immediately detonate the primordial spirit.

After a moment of hesitation, the five of them dispersed their pressure.

The only dozen or so blood-stained disciples around the square felt relieved, and breathed deeply the aura around them.

"Go."

One of the old men in Chinese clothes shook his hand, and the remaining dozen or so blood-covered disciples were swept up by a gust of wind and fell beside "Xie Wufeng".

"Headmaster!"

"Teacher! No!"

"Headmaster."

More than a dozen people wept together, extremely sad.

Today is absolutely impossible to escape, the owner of Xie Wufeng's body glanced at the survivors in front of him one by one, using a secret method to transmit sound.

"There can't be any change in your expressions."

When everyone heard the sound transmission from the head teacher, there was a glimmer of hope in their hearts, but the expression on their faces remained the same, with endless pain.

After passing the secret words, the owner of Xie Wufeng's body burst into laughter.

The heads of the five sects became alert, and the five attacked at the same time.

Five soaring radiances shot straight into the sky, covering Dao Yi and the dozen or so Taixuanzong disciples.

"Sleeping God Formation!"

Xie Wufeng's eyes widened. It was also the first time he had seen this kind of formation. It was rumored that it could trap the ancient gods, and it was created by the ancient gods.

The terrifying coercion split open the sky-thumping rain curtain, and the heavy rain suddenly evaporated under the impact of the five rays of light.

The blood and debris on the ground were directly penetrated by Huaguang!
In the sky, in the ground, there is nowhere to escape!

The ancient gods are immortal and will live forever in the world, they can only be trapped by this formation.

Such a terrifying brilliance penetrates all ways and laws in the world, how could the flesh in it be spared.

Under Hua Guang's cover, more than a dozen blood-covered disciples were continuously stripped of their vitality, and their vitality gradually dissipated.

"Daoyi, are you really going to let Taixuanzong's disciples be buried with you?" the purple-robed old man asked coldly.

Although the "Sleeping God Formation" has trapped Dao Yi, the Taoist treasure still cannot be obtained immediately.

The five people's eyes were tearing apart, their faces were gloomy, and their eyes were cold, staring at the Taixuanzong people in the formation.

Under the eyes of everyone, amidst the thousands of lights of the "Sleeping God Formation", the owner of Xie Wufeng's body involuntarily and slowly stretched out his right hand, palm facing up, and placed it in front of him.

A palm-sized "sundial" phantom is suspended in the palm.

The phantom of the "sundial" is crystal clear, exuding a faint emerald light.

The sundial surface and the jade platform below it are engraved with complicated cloud patterns, and the strange runes flow around the body.

"Star Tower!"

The five headmasters exclaimed at the same time, full of excitement and excitement.

In an instant, five people rushed towards Daoyi at the same time.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

In an instant, the figures of the five rushed to the place half an inch in front of Dao Yi, and were shaken by the emerald light emitted by "Xing Que".

The five people lost their minds for a moment, only to see Dao Yi turned into a phantom and entered the sundial in the phantom of the "sundial", and the dozen or so Taixuanzong disciples turned into phantoms and submerged in the "dial".

The people in the phantom of "Star Tower" are clearly visible.

In the blink of an eye, the phantom of "Xing Que" pierced the void and disappeared before everyone's eyes, leaving only Dao Yi's icy voice behind.

"Today's revenge for destroying the clan will be avenged in the future!"

The five people radiated their spiritual consciousness at the same time, covering the boundless sky, and even spreading to the sky.

"Daoyi!"

The headmasters of the five sects roared angrily, and the entire sky trembled!
The moment the emerald light dissipated, Xie Wufeng's eyes lost their light.

When he opened his eyes again, he was still in the blue lake water, but the surrounding lake water began to glow scarlet bit by bit.

Xie Wufeng suddenly lowered his head to look at his body, and found himself waking up from the dream.

Huo Long'er's anxious shouts could already be heard in his ears.

"Master! Master!"

(End of this chapter)