Qingyun Signed in for Three Hundred Years, and I Became a Peerless Sword Fairy

After the last battle with Qinglong, the remaining Qingyunmen disciples helped Lin Jingyu to cultivate in a mountain forest.

But not long after, these Qing Yun sect disciples were hunted down by some men in black again.

These black-clothed men are ghost shadow guards under Qinglong of the Ghost King Sect, who are responsible for inquiring information, and it is Guiyin who took the lead this time.

Fortunately, Lin Jingyu woke up in time, and had another battle with Guiyin.

Afterwards, Lin Jingyu successfully escaped with the rest of the Qingyun Sect.

However, the original more than 30 people, now there are only 12 people left.

In this battle, 18 people died.

For Lin Jingyu and the others, it was another bloody battle with heavy casualties.

At this moment, although Lin Jingyu had almost escaped from the area where the Ghost King Sect was located.

But the ghost guards led by Guiyin still followed closely behind.

"Senior Brother Lin, we are about to escape the jurisdiction of the Ghost King Sect."

At this time, a Qingyun sect disciple spoke to Lin Jingyu, his face extremely pale.

As for the others, it was the same, their expressions were extremely flustered, revealing a trace of fear, and they all looked very embarrassed.

Last night, they could have had a peaceful night alone.

But he never thought that he would still be attacked and killed by the Demon Cult.

To the astonishment of the Qingyun sect disciples, the men in black who suddenly appeared seemed to be very familiar with themselves and others.

Whether it is the method or the treasure that the other party uses, they are all vaguely aimed at them.

After a moment, they couldn't hold on.

Originally, there were only 30 people in the team, but under the attack of the men in black, there were only twelve people left.

Thinking of this, the remaining Qingyunmen disciples felt very sad.

You must know that these people who were massacred by the men in black were their brothers and sisters.

For ten years, they lived together day and night, talking and laughing happily, and talking about their cultivation experience

In case of danger, we all work together to tide over the crisis together.

But last night, they could only watch them die at the hands of those men in black, unable to do anything for them.

At this moment, he ran away in desperation, without the ability to take revenge at all.

In the bloody night, killing suddenly broke out.

Last night was destined to be an unbearable night for these Qing Yunmen disciples.

"Ahem...we have to speed up, those guys are still chasing after us."

Lin Jingyu's face was extremely pale, and seeing the faint devilish energy raging behind him, he said with an extremely gloomy expression.

Compared to ten years ago, Lin Jingyu already possessed a trace of leadership temperament.

The whole body is full of sword intent, showing its sharpness.

However, Lin Jingyu at this moment has lost his former demeanor.

Thinking of last night's scene, Lin Jingyu's eyes were bloodshot, and his body couldn't help but tremble a little.

I thought that after defeating Qinglong, I could get temporary safety.

Lin Jingyu originally planned to evacuate the area under the jurisdiction of the Ghost King Sect the next day.

But he never expected that Ghost King Zong's movements would be so fast.

Last night, the remaining thirty younger brothers and sisters were again attacked and killed by the Demon Cult.

Their methods are extremely cruel and terrifying, and it can be seen at a glance that they are methods of magic.

After repelling the green dragon, Lin Jingyu thought that he was already safe.

In addition, he himself was seriously injured and needed to recuperate for a while, so he relaxed a little.

But he didn't expect that the attack of Demon Dao came so suddenly, he was completely unprepared, and was caught off guard.

After Lin Jingyu was seriously injured, he was no match for Guiyin at all.

With just one move, he was completely defeated by Guiyin.

If it wasn't for the cover of a group of Qingyun sect disciples, Lin Jingyu would have been captured by Guiyin long ago.

Thinking of the scene that happened last night, Lin Jingyu couldn't help but tears filled his eyes.

Those younger brothers and younger sisters, regardless of their own life and death, went to die like moths to a flame.

The purpose is to delay the time and give himself a chance to escape.

At this moment, the words they said before they died were still echoing in Lin Jingyu's mind.

"Senior brother Lin, you are extremely talented, and there is still a long way to go in the future, so run quickly."

"That's right! Brother Lin, we don't regret dying. You are the number one genius in our Qingyun sect, so you must go back alive."