Super Sect Development System

Above the wilderness, the killing and slaughter below King Anlan has stopped.

At this time, he just stood quietly above the wilderness, as if he was resting his mind with his eyes closed.

Hu Yanzhuo and Ren Hongyuan also guessed that King Anlan was waiting for changes on Faxiang Mountain.

Behind Hu Yanzhuo and Ren Hongyuan, the palace masters of Jiugong Dao, as well as the reinforcements of Tianyan Dao and Baimei Dao, have recovered from their state of fear, and only a very clear and sober look remained in their eyes...

Despair.

They were very sober and had no hope.

Qixing Mountain chose to help, but the mountain master of Qixing Mountain was stopped by the other six kings.

And Tianji Pavilion, the place they once had high hopes for, chose to close the door and not intervene at this time.

Other great sect-level forces did not speak at this time... The meaning was already very clear. They believed that the massacre by King Anlan was the grudge between the Wilderness and King Anlan. They did not want to be enemies with King Anlan, and even liked to see the Seven Star Mountain suffer losses and be suppressed.

Each of them was at least a strong man in the Cave Realm, but at this time, their aura was weak and they could not even raise a trace of fighting spirit.

They knew that entering the Wilderness was like a fish on the chopping board. As long as King Anlan was willing, all the creatures in their domain, including these great monks, would evaporate in an instant, without even a trace of powder left.

King Anlan seemed to be aware of the mood of the crowd. He raised his unbelievably handsome thin lips and smiled, "You still have one hour."

Everyone seemed to understand something at this moment, and several people looked at Hu Yanzhuo.

Hu Yanzhuo understood the intentions of these people and said, "Everyone, it is not easy to practice. Instead of staying here and dying in vain, it is better to choose to leave. I, Hu Yanzhuo, do not blame you..."

As soon as these words came out, several people were moved.

A middle-aged man with yellow hair stood up, clasped his hands together, and said, "Master Hu Yan, I have been practicing for less than 100,000 years. I hope to learn Taoism in the future. We have known each other for tens of thousands of years. Thank you for your help!"

After speaking, he turned to an old man in a silver robe beside him and said, "Brother Situ, let's go!"

However, the old man in the silver robe did not move, but just looked at the middle-aged man with yellow hair quietly.

"You are not leaving? Are you going to stay here and die? "The middle-aged man said.

The two men, the silver-robed old man is the first palace master of the Silver Moon Palace, Situ Yun, and the yellow-haired middle-aged man is the second palace master of the Silver Moon Palace, Fu Yang. The two have worked together for tens of thousands of years and have a deep relationship.

"I'd better stay." Situ Yun's silver hair fluttered slightly in the wind, and his eyes seemed a little dazed.

"Brother Situ!" Fu Yang said excitedly: "I also have feelings for the Nine Palaces! I don't want to see it destroyed in front of me!"

"But now... the Nine Palaces are destined to be destroyed!"

"Is there any hope of survival?"

"Staying here, what's the difference between sending yourself to die?"

Fu Yang looked at Situ Yun, his voice hoarse, and persuaded earnestly. He didn't care about others, but Situ Yun, the Taoist friend who had been with him for so many years, he couldn't bear to watch him die like this.

"Sending yourself to die..." The daze in Situ Yun's eyes gradually dissipated. He turned and looked at Situ Yun, and said in a pale voice: "What's wrong with sending yourself to die? ”

“I, Situ Yun, joined the Nine Palaces when I was 341 years old. At that time, I was just a Nascent Soul cultivator with very weak qualifications…”

“If there were no Nine Palaces, my normal life trajectory would be hopeless to break through to the heavenly realm and die in a few hundred years…”

“But now, I have lived for 110,652 years. These 110,311 years…”

Situ Yun’s old body trembled slightly: “It can be said that all my years of cultivation… were spent in the Nine Palaces!”

“Now, even if the Nine Palaces are about to be destroyed, I am unwilling to leave.”

“You are right. Under the current circumstances, this is no different from committing suicide…”

“But I, Situ Yun… am willing to die with the Nine Palaces!”

Speaking of this, Situ Yun’s old eyes turned slightly red. He turned around and shouted towards the distant north: “Where is the Silver Moon Palace sequence!”

“In! "

In the distant Silver Moon City, countless Silver Moon Palace disciples shouted in response.

Situ Yun slowly stopped, the red circles under his eyes disappeared, and his old face became solemn: "Remember, before every competition, the sect will ask you to do the ceremony!"

"Palace Master, remember!"

"Good!"

Under the broken sky, Situ Yun responded,

Shua——

The light flashed,

He drew out the sword at his waist,

and shouted the line that everyone in Jiugongdao was familiar with:

"Jiugongdao... Fight!"

"Jiugongdao... Fight!"

The Silver Moon Palace sequence raised their swords together,

"Jiugongdao, fight!"

The Cangliu Palace sequence flew out of Cangliu City and raised their weapons,

"Jiugongdao, fight!"

In Jiugong City, among the desperate residents, countless disciples in sequence uniforms flew out, their eyes were filled with the look of seeing death as home: "Jiugongdao, fight! "

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

Situ Yun raised his sword, tears streaming down his face, but at this moment his voice was extremely passionate:

"We monks are going against the will of heaven, how can we die in humiliation!"

"Only by fighting! Only by dying in battle! Only then will our life of going against the will of heaven be worthwhile!"

Ren Hongyuan looked at the Nine Palaces below, which were boiling again and full of fighting spirit, took a deep breath, and took out the sword from his waist.

He wanted to be the first to attack.

But suddenly, he saw that the aura around Hu Yanzhuo beside him fluctuated violently, and countless laws of power flashed, as if it would explode at any time.

"Master Hu Yan, you..."

The next moment, he was shocked to see that

Hu Yanzhuo's white hair quickly turned black at this moment, and his old and ugly skin became white and shiny at this moment, and the image of the original sloppy old man disappeared!

Hu Yanzhuo once again became what he was 100,000 years ago, and the smell of decay disappeared. He was full of heroic spirit, and his whole body was filled with powerful strength and confidence!

The once arrogant peerless genius, Hu Yanzhuo is back again!

Boom!

Nine law fragments appeared around Hu Yanzhuo, and instantly shattered and merged, gathering on Hu Yanzhuo's body, becoming extremely round.

Ren Hongyuan was so excited that he trembled all over: "This... This is, the law becomes the Tao!"

Law becomes the Tao! It is the sign of breaking through the realm of asking the Tao!

Hu Yanzhuo,

At this moment, finally broke through the cave truth realm that had troubled him for 100,000 years, and successfully asked the Tao!

And, he reached the realm of asking the Tao with the law of time!

Buzz——

At this moment, the heaven and the earth were responding, the heavenly way changed, and another Tao source was produced, reaching the realm of asking the Tao!