Xianlu Spring and Autumn

Gui Canyang advances to Lichen, the Sky West Continent, and the catastrophe has come to an end.

The army of the soul clan, wherever it passes, is like entering the land of no one, invincible!

The defense line of the Hundred Thousand Snow Mountains was destroyed with a single hand!

Baixiang Temple fell in one day and turned into ruins!

Fortunately, the monks of the Baixiang Temple had already set up the back road of the Daigo Temple in the Sea of ​​Burying Gods, and preserved the fire. However, the Snowy Buddha Kingdom has since become a hell on earth, and the lives of people have been devastated.

After occupying the Snowland Buddha Kingdom, the Soul Clan no longer rushed to send troops south, but the newly promoted Lichen Patriarch Gui Canyang, and a large number of Nascent Souls and Golden Core monks from other Soul Clan tribes divided into several groups and started the battle. The capture of human monks.

Wherever they went, although they encountered a lot of resistance, they all won in the end.

Especially the group of troops led by Gui Canyang himself, the soldiers were extremely fast, and the methods were even more cruel and bloody.

Located in the south of the Snowy Buddha Kingdom, the Jedi Palace of the Great Cultivation School at the northernmost tip of the Great Desert, disappeared in an hour, and all the remaining monks were arrested and seized their homes!

However, during this campaign, Gan Ding, the master of the Jedi Palace, and his other two lovers, Feng Jiyue and Yin Xilou, were not seen. They must have fled far away.

The footsteps of the soul clan have not stopped yet, the catastrophe has just begun!

In this catastrophe, countless mortals were massacred, and a large number of monks were taken away. Many monks died in this catastrophe, and the monks of Taiyimen were not spared.

Many monks didn't know until this moment that besides humans and monsters, there was such a terrifying and strange race on this land.

The spirit race is gaining momentum, and it is a completely different race from the human race, so they don't even need or accept the surrender of any human monks.

Their goal, besides seizing the house.It is massacre!

Even if the number of one's own race is not enough to occupy such a large place, the human race must be slaughtered to prevent future troubles.

……

The largest escape of monks in the history of Qiongtian Western Continent is taking place.

People fled to the sea of ​​burying the gods, and fled to the ancient country.Even fled to the farther middle and eastern continents.

With the cultivation level of Zhong Ziyu and several other Nascent Soul monks, there is really not much that can be done, except for the disciples with low cultivation levels to temporarily avoid going to the sea of ​​burying the gods, and set up more restrictions in Bilan Mountain , outside the formation, is to wait.Waiting for Ye Bai's return, waiting for Ji Baiyi's return, waiting for Taoist Yuelong to break the world and leave the dust.

But at this very moment, there was a person who had returned to Bilan Mountain from the Sea of ​​Burial Gods.

Before Zhong Ziyu received the news, he was worried about the matter of the Soul Clan, and when he heard the news of this person's return, he sighed faintly.Turn around and go down the mountain, and go straight to the mountain gate.

Out of the mountain gate.A beautiful figure that often appeared in dreams was imprinted in Zhong Ionyu's eyes.

"Junior Sister, why do you come back? Fanghua Island is far away in the Sea of ​​Burying Gods. It is not a matter of time for the Soul Race to fight there."

Between Zhong Ionyu's handsome and extraordinary eyebrows.Shrouded in a touch of sorrow, looking at the other person's eyes, it is extremely complicated, and the voice is gentle with helplessness, and there is a faint emotion in the eyes.

The person who came was Liu Qiandai, the youngest disciple among the monks of this generation.

Liu Qiandai left the sect for thousands of years.It also involved some grievances and grievances of the sect, so it was rarely mentioned in the sect, and there were not many disciples of the Taiyi sect. He was stopped by the disciples guarding the mountain and refused to let him in.

"When it's time to come back, I will come back naturally. Do I still need to report to you, Zhong Ionyu?"

Liu Qiandai looked at Zhong Ziyu coldly with a pair of phoenix eyes, and her tone was not kind. Even though the grievances between the two of them were over, the love and hatred in their hearts could be let go no matter what.

Zhong Ziyu smiled awkwardly when he heard her words, and led her into the mountain gate.

At this moment, Liu Qiandai already had a mid-Yuanying cultivation base, and she was not weak even in Qiongtian Western Continent, but facing Gui Canyang, she might not be able to withstand a single blow, Zhong Ziyu sighed inwardly.

"Where is Ji Baiyi?"

After entering the mountain, Liu Qiandai immediately asked.

"Eldest brother went on a trip and hasn't returned yet!"

Zhong Ionyu said softly.

The two walked side by side in the mountains, which immediately attracted the attention of many disciples. Of course, it was Liu Qiandai who watched more. Many disciples looked puzzled, but at this time of life and death, no one talked about it .

Liu Qiandai snorted coldly and said: "This bastard, the sect is about to be wiped out, does he still only think about his own cultivation?"

Zhong Ziyu smiled wryly and said: "Junior Sister is serious, Eldest Senior Brother is more concerned about the affairs of the sect than anyone else, if there is no delay, it is on the way back."

Liu Qiandai snorted again, and asked again: "Where is Yuelong?"

Zhong Ziyu suddenly changed to sound transmission: "Brother Yuelong is in retreat, trying to break through to the Lichen Realm as soon as possible to fight against that old monster of the Soul Race!"

Liu Qiandai was stunned, stopped in her tracks, looked at him and said via voice transmission: "Has he already known the key to advancing Lichen?"

Zhong Ziyu nodded slightly and said: "It's a long story, and it's still a secret now. Unless the junior sister understands the artistic conception, I can't tell you everything for the time being. This is the rule set by Senior Brother Yuelong."

A sharp look flashed in Liu Qiandaifeng's eyes, she was silent for a moment, and then said coldly: "What if I say that I have already comprehended the artistic conception?"

"really?"

Zhong Ionyu's scalp exploded, Liu Qiandai was one of the most outstanding female cultivators in their generation, but because she left the sect, lived alone on the island, and took a fork in the talisman path, she has long been forgotten, even It is regarded as a witch-like existence.

"Dare to ask Junior Sister, what kind of artistic conception do you comprehend?"

Liu Qiandai took a deep look at Zhong Ionyu, with crazy hatred in her eyes, and said in a sullen voice: "Speaking of which, I have to thank you for comprehending the artistic conception. The artistic conception I comprehend is called the concept of hatred." artistic conception!"

Zhong Ziyu was startled when he heard the words, his eyes suddenly dimmed.

The two went up the mountain again, and the atmosphere was much colder.

"Where's that kid?"

Liu Qiandai asked suddenly.

"Which kid?"

Zhong Ziyu's eyes were dim, and he didn't turn the corner for a while.

Liu Qiandai said, "Of course it's your adopted son, isn't he very powerful? He even defeated Tie Zongheng, so he ran away in fright?"

Zhong Ziyu said abruptly: "Junior Sister is thinking too much. Ye Bai went away decades ago and has not returned yet. He traveled far away, so it is impossible for him to receive the news of the soul clan going south."

"Another selfish bastard!"

Liu Qiandai cursed in a cold voice.

Zhong Ziyu smiled wryly and remained silent.

From this day on, Liu Qiandai officially returned to Taiyi Sect.

But not every monk's return can be forgiven by his fellow disciples.

Yujing City has been in turmoil for many days, and the Soul Clan has not yet attacked here, but all the monks are panic-stricken. Everyone knows that this is the center of the human monks in Qiongtian West Continent. If the Soul Clan wants to slaughter the Human Clan, it must be here The land of attack.

Therefore, a large number of monks fled abroad almost every day, and the bustling city of Yujing became more and more empty day by day. Even the small sects other than the five major sects also began to flee.

But on this day, outside the gate of the Qihuang Gate, a monk ushered in.

But the door never opened.

Even though Elder Xian had exhausted his lifespan and passed away decades ago, the monks of Qihuangmen still did not forgive Chun Qiuzi. , exploded and died, and that person was once regarded as a pillar-like figure by the monks of the Qihuangmen.

Chunqiuzi waited for three days outside the gate of Qihuang Gate, then left sadly.

He didn't go too far, so he found a house in Yujing City to live in. Yujing City was empty, and there were so many vacant houses.

……

Ye Bai had no idea what happened on the Qiongtian West Continent. He was still in the world under the vortex, meditating on the way to enter the Crystal Mausoleum.

On this day, Ye Bai looked at the huge crystal sword in the crystal guard's hand, and his eyes gradually brightened.

A forgotten detail suddenly appeared in his mind. He vaguely remembered that after the crystal guard chopped off a corner of Wan Yaochao Huangding, the sword light cut on the crystal floor, but it didn't smash the ground, let alone leave a trace.

Could it be that these crystal materials that lay the ground are the most solid things in the world?

If so, using them to refine a shield-like magic weapon, wouldn't it be possible to withstand the attack of the crystal guard and rush into the door?

Ye Bai's eyes flickered, he took out a dagger-like magic weapon, and swiped it towards the ground. (to be continued..)