Chapter 220: The Moon Breaking Sect——Luo Dixing

Near the "Earth Canal", yellow sand is flying.

The dozen or so disciples of the Poyue Sect were covered in sand, and the dust surging made those disciples almost unable to do it just by opening their eyes.

The tiny sand hit the body, which should have been as light as nothing, but at this moment the disciples of the Poyue Sect were suffering one by one. The force of the fine sand hitting them was like being hit by countless stones.

"Damn old man! What magic is being used again!" The former disciple of the Poyue Sect, who was headed, was using his dim light shield to resist the attack of sand and dust.

"Damn it!" The spiritual shield in front of him became smaller and smaller, and could only resist his body. The disciple Feiyang's clothes had been cut into pieces by fine sand.

"Senior Brother! Let's run away! We are no match for those three old men!" Some disciples began to wail.

"Yes, Senior Brother, Senior Brother Luo will blame us for being dragged back again!" The disciples began to respond.

The disciple who was in charge frowned, as if the "Senior Brother Luo" mentioned by his junior brothers made him very afraid.

Not long ago, Poyue sent a group of people to enter the Tianlan Secret Realm. The reason why the soldiers were divided into two groups was because their senior brother Luo Dixing disliked them. These disciples were also tactful and left in shame.

"It is obvious that only three old men who are seriously injured and are almost dying, why can they launch such a violent sandstorm?" The disciple of the leader gritted his teeth, "Three old seniors... we just said rudely, we admit defeat... Please give up and let us go!"

The three seniors he said looked at each other in front.

"What happened!?" The second elder covered his chest and was struggling to swallow a life-saving pill into his stomach.

The sudden appearance of the spirit crystal shield made them feel inexplicable. Then, when the disciples of the Poyue Sect were planning to attack together, suddenly, the quicksand was suddenly lifted up in the "earth canal" behind them, like a giant dragon raising its head in the sand river. Then the fine sand seemed to have a self-consciousness and rushed towards the disciples of the Poyue Sect who were already at a loss.

The three old men thought this was a natural change phenomenon in the Tianlan secret realm, and they still secretly called it in their hearts, but they were afraid that a new energy storm would appear in this space. With the remaining power they now, they were basically going to be buried here.

However, to their surprise, the area where the wind and sand were only forty or fifty square meters was only wrapped in the dozen disciples of the Poyue Sect. Apart from this area, the space energy in other areas was peaceful, and there was no sign of bursting in the nearby energy groups.

It is obviously untenable to force this wind, sandstorm to natural phenomena. Could it be that there are people in this area who are secretly helping them?

Hearing the wailing sounds of the disciples of the Poyue Sect, Ye Shuo dispelled the wind element that was still in a violent state not far away. Suddenly, the fine sand seemed to have no support, and it was falling like sand rain.

Seeing that the wind, sandstorm stopped, the disciples of the Poyue Sect quickly crawled out of the pile of fine sand.

Qi Lan, who was behind Ye Shuo, looked at them with a change in expression.

"I seem to remember..."

Qi Lan stared at the disciples of the Poyue Sect, and her tone became strange. "I thought this Poyue Sect was a little familiar before. But because I couldn't remember anything, I didn't care. But seeing the faces of these people, I suddenly remembered it. I recorded my crying sounds at the auction venue, and the person who used to threaten me was the Poyue Sect?!"

"Wait, Qi Lan..." Ye Shuo quickly wanted to stop him.

Ye Shuo's thought was to secretly help the three old men so that the disciples of the Poyue Sect thought it was the three old men. Therefore, they no longer went to trouble the three old men and retreated. Saving the three old men's lives could be regarded as paying back the favors they used to explore the way for themselves and borrowing Jiang Yun Xingsu Luo Jingyi.

He didn't want to show his face and got involved in the dispute.

But Qi Lan's words, "It's the Poyue Sect's villains again!" came from behind the rock wall, and the voice was particularly loud. Everyone present heard it. The disciples of the Poyue Sect who were originally going to leave had just raised their feet and suddenly turned back.

"Who is it?" the three old men also turned back in surprise.

When the disciples of the Poyue Sect saw the reactions of the three old men, they naturally knew that the three old men did not know the person who made the sound. However, from the sound of the words, it was only a young man who said this.

Although the disciples of the Poyue Sect did a villain's behavior, they were pointed out like this and they could not help but feel embarrassed. Since the three old men they could not deal with were not the same group as the young man, the disciples of the Poyue Sect naturally wanted to find the young man to "theory".

"Who is it? Hiding behind the back and hiding, making a fuss!?" The disciples of the Poyue Sect first looked at the three old men with a humble heart. They found that the three old men had no intention of stopping them, so they swayed towards the huge rock wall not far away.

Of course the three old men would not stop them.

The three old men thought to themselves: Since there was a master who secretly helped him, then someone said, "It's the Poyue Sect again!" It seems that this master is targeting the Poyue Sect. However, the disciples of the Poyue Sect did not know at all, thinking that the previous attacks were all done by the three of them.

These three old men naturally loved it and watched the disciples of the Poyue Sect come forward to "reason".

Seeing the disciples of the Poyue Sect approaching, Ye Shuo was helpless, and Qi Lan was also very embarrassed and said softly: "I didn't expect my voice to be so loud just now..."

The helpless Ye Shuo made a rare mystery.

The fine sand that had already fallen suddenly surged again, but this time they were not fierce, but on the contrary, they were unexpectedly soft. The fine sand gradually gathered like curling blue smoke, and finally turned into a human form.

The disciples of the Poyue Sect were shocked when they heard a sound behind them.

The figure composed of fine sand is thin and thin. It is an old man with a fairy-like look. Ye Shuo used his master Taoist Master Lechen as the prototype.

The figure slowly spoke: "Several friends, I have let you go. Why don't you leave quickly?"

The disciples of the Poyue Sect were frightened by this situation.

At this time, the fine sand began to flow under their feet, swam to their feet like a small snake, and then extended to their ankles like yellow hemp ropes, tied their feet together. Then, when they pulled hard, the disciples fell to the ground and were dragged away from the rock wall.

The three old men watched the disciples of the Poyue Sect being dragged away on the ground with smiles.

"Senior, we were wrong, let us go!" The disciples of the Poyue Sect were mourning and cried and begged for mercy.

"Why don't you leave quickly?" The figure took back the fine sand under the feet of the disciples of the Poyue Sect.

The disciples of the Poyue Sect regained their freedom and ran away without looking back in an instant. Just after they left, the figure made of fine sand also dispersed with the wind.

Seeing that the disciples of the Poyue Sect had left, the three old men also stood up and wanted to thank the people behind the rock wall.

Jiang Yun had just approached the rock wall, and suddenly, an object emitting golden light flew out of his arms.

After a closer look, it was his Star Sutra. The Star Sutra circled a few times in the air, and then, as if he had discovered someone he was familiar with, flew towards the rock wall "swoosh--" as if he had found someone he was familiar with.

The three old men looked at each other, and despite their serious injuries, they hurriedly ran towards the rock wall.

After the rock wall, Ye Shuo held the Star Sutra in his hand in awkward manner. Every time Ye Shuo threw it out, the Star Sutra would come back automatically and land steadily in his hand. Qi Lan almost laughed out loud when he saw it beside him.

This is very obvious. The Star Sutra Luo Jingyi recognizes Ye Shuo as his master.

At the same time, a bloody fierce battle was taking place in the Tianlan Secret Realm. The protagonist of this fierce battle was also a disciple of the Poyue Sect.

"Luo Dixing! Not to mention everything, we must come first and then arrive. This space channel was discovered first, and we found the secret key first. Now you say something, we will give it to you without saying a word, and at the same time, we will withdraw voluntarily and dare not compete with you! Why do you have to kill us all?"

On a small, small slope of low height, about four or five disciples of the night school clothing fell down step by step. At this time, the few people were all covered in blood, with disheveled hair, and were in a mess. Seeing that there was no way out in the back, a tall and thin disciple in the middle could not help but scream in despair, and his voice was almost disembarrassed!

On the other side of the small earth slope, a ghostly shadow was slowly climbing up, and the movement track did not stop for a moment due to the curse on the opposite side. Soon, it was projected in front of several people like a real god of death.

It was setting sun, but wherever that shadow passed, it seemed that there was an absolute darkness that could not even light penetrated, which was enough to isolate all light and warmth from its rules.

On the ground covered with shadows, even the flowers and grass that were swaying gently in the wind lost their vitality, and every small grain of sand seemed to tremble under its feet.

Behind him, two crows flew up at the same time, weaving a deadly countercurrent. With two long sounds of hiss, it added a bit colder to the situation in front of him, both like the world and the underworld.

Look at the side of his gradually exposed side, a row of sharp hook claws were reflected diagonally. However, if you look carefully, you will know that it was not a hook claw, but a red long halberd held in the man's hand, half a person's foot long, and the blade at the front was still dripping blood, almost dyeing half of the halberds red.

In the eyes of the disciples of the Qianye Sect who had encountered personally, they all recognized that it was the weapon that had just taken the lives of several of his companions not long ago, and perhaps the next moment, the death talisman that was inserted into his chest was inserted into his chest. The ultimate hatred and fear had already burned their eyes red, but they also closed their throats at the same time.

The fire-like sunset outlined a bloody outline for the cruelest murderer and reflected his true body. Surprisingly, he was just a young man with long dark hair, untied and scattered behind him, and it was smooth and smooth, like the best silk satin.

His handsome facial features seemed to be carved out of marble, combined with clear edges and angular lines and sharp and deep eyes, the whole person exuded a kingly aura that shocked the world, and the pervasive sense of oppression seemed to be natural. There was a meaningful smile on his evil and handsome face at this moment.

"Let you go? Then let you spread the secrets of the forbidden area everywhere? Do you think there will be such a cheap thing in the world?"

"We will not leak the news! If you still don't believe it, I can send you a poisonous oath... Luo Dixing...! Lord Blood Rakshasa! Please give us a way out of life in terms of friendship between the Qianye Sect and the Poyue Sect for generations! I am willing to be a cow and a horse for you from now on!"

As soon as the disciple who had called out earlier met Luo Dixing's cold gaze, a chill rose from the heart, feeling that his tongue seemed to be as stiff as not his own, and the forced sound was getting lighter and lighter. Finally, he couldn't bear the pressure, and in front of Luo Dixing, he knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly, while trying to hug his trouser legs.

The remaining disciples of the Qianye Sect looked at this scene with fear, each feeling worried, but no one was ridiculed by his ugly behavior at this time. After all, whether he and others can survive today must be entrusted with his servitude.

Or it should be said that it is based on whether his servitude and humble appearance can please the cold-blooded killing god on the other side.

The Poyue Pai Luo Emperor Star, known as "Blood Rakshasa", has been in the industry for many years and can be regarded as a model of "not being in line with the world". Just looking at the dark golden robe, he is arrogant and arrogant, among the seven major sects, he never wears clothes representing the mountain gate when walking outside, so he is the first person.

Even major events within the sect often depend on his mood. Most of the time, he would go into seclusion in his room to practice, and even his fellow disciples could not see him at will. It is precisely because of his mysterious feeling made by his strength that his disciples, like Fu Mosheng, respect him as gods.

Luo Dixing acts as his own way, and he is in accordance with the rules of the door as if nothing is left. Whenever the elders in the door mention him, they will shake their heads and smile bitterly. But as the saying goes, flaws do not hide their merits. He is always the well-deserved chief elite of the Poyue Sect.

The elders didn't want to care about the temper and arrogance he played from time to time. After all, if they don't want such excellent disciples, there would be many sects who rushed to ask for them. At that time, it would be the loss of the Poyue Sect.

No matter where you go, the treatment of elites is always much better than that of ordinary people.
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