My Master is Lin Zhengying

Even if the corpse gas emanating from this stone pollutes the surrounding people.

In addition, Duan Jiepeng is now under strict surveillance and is about to be taken back to Maoshan.

With the fire burning.

After nightfall, it gradually goes out.

The disciples of Maoshan rested overnight outside Kushui City.

Wait until the next morning before starting to rush.

But at this time, the results of the battle in Kushui City had already been sent back to Maoshan by the Daoist Priest Bei Yuan, and spread throughout the Taoist League through the altar.

For a moment, the Dao League was in turmoil, and all sects were very excited.

Once again, it boosted the morale of the Daomeng.

At the same time, the heads of the various sects also received news from the main altar of the Qijue Sect.

However, this news is still top secret.

Only the sect leaders and key elders know.

After hearing the news, the leader of the alliance, Jiuxuan Daoist.

Through the altar, a discussion meeting was held immediately.

Now the evil spirits everywhere are almost cleaned up.

Duan Jiepeng, the demon lord, has also been destroyed.

What is left is a Seven Absolute Sect, the Ten Thousand Gu Sect that is like a lackey.

The Ten Thousand Gu Sect doesn't need to talk about it, and it doesn't pose a threat to all the sects in the world.

The only thing to discuss now is how to deal with the last Seven Absolutes.

With the clue of the address, the heads of the various factions said one after another that they would let the Qingcheng faction and the Emei faction in the middle of Sichuan.

First send a small team of disciples to western Sichuan to look for Black Dragon Mountain.

Confirm the location of the main altar of the Qijue Sect.

Once confirmed, the Daoist League will call the heroes of the world as soon as possible to gather in western Sichuan.

Give Qijuemen a fatal blow.

That's probably the content.

And with the end of the meeting, the entire Daoist League became restless.

All factions began to frantically recruit new disciples.

It even lowered the threshold for recruiting.

In the past, disciples with low talents were not accepted by any sect.

But now it is different, all comers are welcome.

Even the [-]-year-old uncle is accepted as a disciple in the sect.

Many people don't understand, but there is a gossip that it is going to prepare for a big battle.

All sects and factions are preparing to leave roots for themselves.

After all, the opponent of the Dao League is the Qijue sect that has survived for a thousand years.

Its background is also quite deep.

In this battle, the Daoist League's main force will be concentrated.

The heads of the various sects also have no idea.

If there is a mistake, there will be no casualties in the door.

Then these newly recruited disciples can still pass on the incense of the sect...

Many people believe this statement.

Everyone is also in this atmosphere, smelling the breath before the war.

Two days later, Jiushu returned to Maoshan with his disciples.

New juniors and juniors, come to welcome us.

Some disappointed, some happy.

Disappointed, because the brothers and sisters they were waiting for may not come back, or they may be injured.

Happily, the person they were waiting for returned safely.

"Brother, come back as promised, why did you fall asleep?"

A female disciple from Maoshan was crying loudly while holding a cold corpse.

"Senior Sister, you should be fine with such cultivation!"

"Junior Brother, I'm sorry, I failed to protect Jiu Shimei well."