The moment the true energy sprayed on the ball, the ball was like a green sun, instantly shining on the sky and the earth. Song Shuyun, who was originally gentle and elegant, became extremely powerful at this moment.

He looked like a generous and tragic warrior, a hero who slashed the world with his sword. If he imagined it with someone at this moment, then this person was Xiao Wuhui, Xiao Wuhui of the Li Tianfeng.

The sharp breath of pressure on heaven and earth came from him. Under this aura, both Murong Nan and others who besieged the disciples of Kaiyang Sect, and the disciples of Kaiyang Sect were suppressed and unable to move.

Within ten miles, it was all under the control of Song Shuyun.

Murong Nan was slashing a sword at Chu Yingyang's Wuyun Band, but now this sword is stagnant in mid-air.

His true energy and the true meaning of heaven and earth that he comprehended were all suppressed at this moment. Even the power of heaven and earth that existed between heaven and earth that seemed to never disappear disappeared without a trace.

"Lotus Transformation Realm!"

Someone finally recognized this situation and said sadly. The three words "Cultivation Lotus Realm" are like three heavy hammers, hitting hard in the hearts of everyone present.

Leaping through the mortal realm, transcending ordinary people, and using the true meaning of heaven and earth that they have comprehended a resonance between heaven and earth, thereby transforming the true energy into true essence.

This is a huge leap. It is not only true energy, but also the body of a warrior. But it is undeniable that compared with the realm of the Lotus Transformation, the changes formed by the realm of the Leaping Mortal are really too small.

Entering the realm of the Lotus Transformation Realm, the true meaning of the original small part of the Great Way of Heaven and Earth forms a complete cycle.

If the true meaning of heaven and earth in the Yueyi Realm is a piece of wood, then the Lotus Realm is to build these woods into a house.

In this house, the warriors in the Lotus Realm are the masters of their own house. Of course, building wood into the most ordinary wooden house or the tall and strict palace is all based on the qualifications of one person.

The power formed by the Lotus Realm, called the True Realm, is difficult to fight against even the Jue Realm, let alone the group of warriors who have not yet reached the Jue Realm.

As we all know, Song Shuyun did not reach the realm of Lotus Transformation, but now, he has used the green round bead to make his strength reach the realm of Lotus Transformation, thus overwhelming the whole world. This really surprised many people.

"Come here, I will press Murong Nan and other leaders to the Frost Dungeon. The others will immediately return to their sects and wait for processing."

Song Shuyun's voice was cold and filled with undeniable power.

Murong Nan held the sword in his hand tightly. At this time, he was filled with unwillingness. He could not accept such a result. He did not want to accept such a result.

He wanted to resist, he wanted to bleed. Even if he had shed all his last drop of blood, he would not want his sect to be trampled under his feet.

However, the passionate blood of the companions had just cleared the orders of the sect leader and gave them a chance to resist, but they could do nothing.

The people who insulted the sect were right in front of them, but they were powerless.

Hate and hate!

"Slow down!" Just as more than a dozen black-clad disciples were about to rush to Murong Nan, someone suddenly shouted in a deep voice.

The moment they heard this shout, many disciples showed ecstasy in their eyes. They felt that the savior they expected was coming.

But when they turned their heads and looked, they found that the person they spoke was Chu Yingyang, whom they hated the most.

Song Shuyun frowned. He used his biggest trump card to suppress these disciples without wishing to make any mistakes.

But the person who spoke was Chu Yingyang. He could not care about his disciples, but he could never care about Chu Yingyang.

So, after pondering for a moment, he smiled at Chu Yingyang and said, "Nephew Yingyang, the good time is coming now, so let's not waste time."

"Hahaha, Uncle Song, I am marrying, but I am blocked by these people so rudely. Is it really unbearable!" Chu Yingyang looked at Song Shuyun without fear at all and said coldly: "You should give me an explanation."

"I won't make things difficult for Uncle Song. Aren't they unwilling to let me take a concubine? Then I'll let them personally send my charming concubine to me on the bed. In addition, hahaha, I heard that there is another rule called "Ting the Bedroom."

Chu Yingyang looked at Murong Nan and others, and smiled and said, "I don't mind letting them listen."

A trace of blood appeared in Song Shuyun's eyes. If it were someone else who said such words, then he would definitely destroy him as soon as possible.

But now, it was Chu Yingyang who said this, and Chu Yingyang, who is the huge backer of Kaiyangmen, has to be careful.

So, he hesitated. When he looked around, he found that almost all the disciples' eyes were red!

The power of Hualian still surpassed all directions, but the anger of all the disciples of the Wanxiang Sect has reached its peak!

"Where is Master Xiao Wuhui? How could he watch? We disciples are so insulted!"

"What about Sect Master Jiang Yuan? He is the Sect Master. Is he a little ignoring the face of his own sect and living a life of silence?"

"He is the head of Zhang Yuntian. He is the most upright person in our sect. Did he just watch his disciples be insulted and watch us die on their own!"

A series of roars sounded in the void, and many people mentioned Xiao Wuhui. It was obvious that Xiao Wuhui had an extraordinary status in their eyes.

And these roars did not receive a response, not that these people did not hear them, but that they did not dare to move.

On the mountain peak a hundred miles away, Xiao Wuhui's fist was tightly clenched, and the long sword behind him kept making dragon roars.

It can become the long sword used by Xiao Wuhui. This sword is an extremely sharp inscription weapon. The spiritual divine sword, as Xiao Wuhui's cultivation increases, is even more contaminated with Xiao Wuhui's character.

The long sword asks the sky, and you will fight without hesitation!

But now, the sword had already started roaring, but Xiao Wuhui could only clench his fists tightly, and drops of blood flowed out of his palms, but at this moment, Xiao Wuhui could only endure it.

Jiang Yuan stood beside Xiao Wuhui. He looked at the cold-looking heads and said in a deep voice: "These disciples seem to be a group of disciples who are loyal to our Wanxiang Sect. In fact, they are the biggest rotten flesh of our Wanxiang Sect."

"They don't consider the overall situation, don't know the survival of the sect, and just take action for their own passion."

"I only have two opinions on this kind of disciple. The first is that this kind of disciple must not be focused on training. The second is to immediately expel some disciples who lead the trouble and serve as a warning to others!"

Jiang Yuan's voice was cold and contained a deep murderous aura. Obviously, his words were not just about saying things.

Xiao Wuhui's clenched fists gently relaxed. He looked at Jiang Yuan. He was about to speak, but was pulled by Ding Mogeng who was standing on his side.

Jiang Yuan looked at Ding Mogang meaningfully, and then said lightly: "As the mainstay of the sect, let alone anything else, the most important thing for us is to have a sense of thinking about the sect."

"Although we sacrificed a few disciples now and seemed to have suffered some shame, we can get the Dragon Pillar and preserve our Wanxiang Mountain. This is our greatest contribution to the sect."

"Things that are too passionate must not happen to us."

"We must punish scum like Murong Nan severely. The damage they have to do to the sect is really a crime!"

A hint of blush appeared on Zhang Yuntian's face, which was an angry blush. He had always respected Jiang Yuan, but what Jiang Yuan said at this time made him feel cold.

Murong Nan and the others just did what a sect disciple should do, but how could they become a scum? Although he felt that Jiang Yuan’s choice was not wrong, does a sect without a backbone still have the meaning of existence?

"Senior Brother Jiang is right. Xiang Murong Nan, a traitor like his sect, does not respect the laws of the sect. What's even more hateful is that using death to threaten the sect is really a crime that cannot be punished."

"Our sect is in a turmoil. The most important thing now is to endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens. Senior Brother Jiang did not hesitate to bet on his reputation for the inheritance of the sect. This is the true wisdom and courage."

"Senior Brother Xiao, the disciple you handed over is really ignorant of the overall situation."

More than a dozen heads stood up almost at the same time. The target they blamed was Xiao Wuhui and Murong Nan.

Zhang Yuntian, who was a little out of anger, felt a breath in his chest, a breath that could explode at any time, but he knew better in his heart that as long as he jumped out, he would become the target of attack.

"Tell me the order to Junior Brother Song and let him accept it." Jiang Yuan gritted his teeth and ordered the disciples beside him in a deep voice.

As the disciple's face changed, he took out a jade talisman, quickly wrote a few words, and then sent it out.

When the disciple completed all this, he found that the bodies of Xiao Wuhui and others began to shake at this moment.

"Murong Nan, Chen Qiushui..." Song Shuyun shouted out his names one by one, and with his voice, these disciples were brought out.

"Close up their acupoints, block their cultivation, and take them to attend weddings that symbolize the friendship between Kaiyangmen and Vientiane."

Song Shuyun didn't say much, but the result of this sentence made the thousands of disciples confused all of a sudden.

"Wuwuwuwu, how can this be done in the Wanxiang Gate!" A disciple of the Wanxiang Gate who had just been able to move his body cried to the sky. In this sad words, his body crashed towards a rock.

Under the suppression of his cultivation level in the Lotus Realm, his true energy and true intention were suppressed. If this head hits the stone, he will definitely die.

His speed was very fast, his movements were moving forward, and no one had time to react, let alone take action.

Some of the disciples of the Wanxiang Sect at the foot of the mountain could not bear to see this scene, so they closed their eyes gently, but there were many people who widened their eyes.

They must remember this scene, they must remember the struggle that came with blood quietly in their hearts and deep in their memories.

The head and the rocks will collide together.

All of this happened in an instant. Song Shuyun used the green ball to increase his cultivation to the realm of Lotus Transformation. At this moment, he controlled the surroundings and had the opportunity to take action, but in the end, he did not take action.

At this moment, it may be good to die one or two people.

Therefore, Song Shuyun watched all this happen coldly, and even looked forward to using the disciples' blood to make those disciples afraid.

The stones and heads approached faster and faster. In an instant, the disciple's head would bloom bloody flowers on the stones.
Chapter completed!