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"Good! Good!" Hua Shenguang said with satisfaction, "Thank you!"

At this time, Jian Wusheng, who had been silent all this time, spoke silently, and he said: "Master Hua, let me say a word, now that the Huangjiao is the great enemy, the Yiyuanmen, as the number one sect in the Yuanji Continent, naturally also bear more responsibility. If there are too many responsibilities, maybe in the near future, they will fight with Huangjiao and lose both!"

"Where is such a good thing? If the Huangjiao wants to attack the Yuanji Continent, it is entirely possible to attack the small sect first!" Hua Shenguang retorted.

"Mr. Hua, you are wrong. If I were a powerful Huangjiao, I would choose one of the largest sects in Yuanji Continent to be attacked, so as to establish my prestige, and Yiyuanmen may be the target of the operation!" Yang Yanqin thought about it. .

"Whether there is a wild religion or not, I will not pin my hope on others. A wild religion is a wild religion, and I am me!" Hua Shenguang said firmly, and he put Qin Zhan's body into the Shenguangyu space, and then Sitting on one side alone, resting with eyes closed.

Even after Master died, he also needed to be quiet for a while.

Xiaoye and others watched, but didn't bother Hua Shenguang, they just looked at him from a distance.

Like Hua Shenguang, Long Feixue went to the other side and sat alone, her eyes became wet again.Hua Shenguang is a man, a man bleeds but does not shed tears, but she is different, her grief cannot be calmed down instantly.

On the morning of Yuanji's painting, the sky turned white. Last night, Hua Shenguang fell asleep in a groggy state. When he opened his eyes, he found a blanket draped over his body.

"Brother Guang, are you awake?" Xiaoye ran over with a bowl of broth in her hand, "This is the spirit beast caught by Sister Yang, it tastes so good, drink some."

"Thank you!" Hua Shenguang gulped down the drink, feeling much more at ease. "This soup is really delicious, and the meat is delicious. Let's have another bowl!"

"it is good!"

Seeing that Hua Shenguang's mood improved, Xiaoye immediately went to fetch another bowl. Hua Shenguang drank it quickly before wiping his mouth and exercising his muscles.

"Yesterday you were too sad, so you fell asleep unconsciously, but don't worry, Brother Jiao and the others are very vigilant and have been protecting you," Xiaoye said.

"Yeah, I actually fell asleep in such a dangerous place!" Hua Shenguang cheered up again. Although he was grieving, life still had to go on. Only by transforming grief into strength and motivation can he achieve his future goals.

"Master Hua, you are better. Look at your junior sister, her eyes are red after coming here overnight." Hearing what Yang Yanqin said, Hua Shenguang noticed that Long Fei's eyes were red and swollen, obviously crying.

"She must have been sad alone last night! I must first get out of this shadow, otherwise it will continue to affect them." Hua Shenguang thought so, and sat down beside the crowd with a smile on his face, and began to praise Here comes the broth.Soon, Long Feixue also showed a smiling face. Although there was still deep sadness in his eyes, at least there was a smile on the surface.

Seeing this, Hua Shenguang temporarily buried his grief in the depths of his heart. People will affect each other. If one person is unhappy, it will definitely make the people around him feel bad.

Xiyuan city lord's mansion.

The emerald clothes fluttered, and complicated symbols were continuously drawn around the Yuanji picture. Lines and characters were formed on the ground. Between these lines and characters, some key places were still empty.

After Qi Zu finished drawing these, she saw that she threw hundreds of spirit stones into these key places, and the symbols on the ground suddenly lit up, and soft rays of light rushed into the sky, covering the Yuanji picture Inside, and the ancestors of the later utensils were arranged in the upper, lower, and four directions.

About an hour later, Yuanji's painting was surrounded by a powerful force. This force was extremely restrained, although it didn't show its power, but when people such as the heads of various sects approached, they felt that their bodies would be torn apart.

Qi Zu clapped his hands and said to everyone: "Okay, my four-dimensional space splitting formation has been set up, this formation has the power to break through various spaces, and maintains the long-term stable tearing of space with extremely concentrated power. "Speaking, Qizu waved his hand lightly, and a formation power was drawn out by her. The void in front of her was torn apart by this power, and a violent space storm was suddenly generated, but she was limited to a very small space. Within the range, it will not cause damage to the surroundings.

Withdrawing the power, the broken space returned to normal. Seeing this power, the three ancestors of Deadwood Pine, whose power was extremely condensed and controlled, all praised: "With this formation, the disciples of all sects will have hope."

Qi Zu smiled lightly: "This is just a small formation. If it is not to maintain the connection between the inside and outside of Yuanji's picture, I will rarely use it. Wait for a while, Xiaoku Xiaomu and Xiaosong, you three help me maintain the space, I pulled all the disciples out of the picture. Now you take all the breaths, brand marks, tokens, etc. left by the surviving disciples of each sect!"

After a while, City Master Xiyuan brought up the aura or brand marks of all the surviving disciples that he had collected long ago. They were extracted separately and stored in a jade tablet.

Qi Zu took it in his hand, and after a little inspection, he frowned: "Why, there are only so few people alive now?"

City Lord Xiyuan sighed and said, "Back to Qi Zu, there are indeed only so few people, there are 370 left."

"370 one!" This heavy number made everyone silent.

These disciples who entered were all carefully selected by various sects. The outstanding talents of the same level died in nearly nine levels in more than a month.

"Before the second stage of the chaos, there were still more than 5000 people alive, but suddenly for three or four days, the number of people dropped sharply. It was the days when all factions died in groups. Maybe something happened inside." When City Lord Xiyuan said this, he quietly exchanged his eyes with the other four City Lords. They all secretly wondered whether it was the possibility of a large-scale killing caused by the news of Tianluo Palace?

But even because of this, it is no wonder that the five major cities.The five city lords have also discussed it in private, even if the plan is exposed and known, they will directly carry it on.Treasures touch people's hearts, you have to fight for them yourself, if you die, you can't blame others.As for quietly searching for treasures in the Yuanji Great Picture and opening the Tianluo Palace, at most people will say that they are monopolizing their selfish desires, and in the end it is nothing more than a spat. The factions are still serious.

Completely self-inflicted, I believe that other sects can't bear to pursue this possible matter after seeing the tragic situation where the disciples in the five major cities are almost wiped out.Moreover, the appearance of the Apostasy Religion can completely divert this contradiction.

Others didn't notice the communication of the five city lords, they were all talking about this number, and they heard Qi Zu say: "Anyway, the 370 who survived are the top 370 of the Yuanji Fahui, right? Those who survived this time seem to be wise and powerful people. They have a bright future in the future. Since I am destined to return to the Yuanji Dharma Conference this time, I must meet these juniors carefully and encourage them.