When the commander of the White Lotus Sect saw that the torches of the members were approaching the cannon fuse, a bloodthirsty ferocity appeared on his face: "Light the fire! The Tang Sect will be removed from the group after today."

"Protect... protector..." The White Lotus disciple who was responsible for lighting the fire suddenly stared blankly, his whole body was shaking like chaff, his tongue was tied and he couldn't speak. He could only tremble and stretch out his hand to point down the hillside...

"What's going on?" The Protector of the White Lotus Sect looked along his fingers. At the first glance, he almost choked with fear, and his eyeballs suddenly bulged out.

At the foot of the hillside, the floating mist has not dissipated. But in the mist, rows of neatly arranged figures appear vaguely, resembling ghosts from the Nine Netherworld.

Suddenly, the mist that filled the surrounding areas suddenly dissipated in the strong wind caused by the murderous aura, like a disciple of the Tang Sect who was blown by the wind, with morning dew still on his hair and clothes, but the chill in his body was enough to change the color of the wind and clouds, and make the ghosts and gods avoid them.

"Tang Clan Elite——"

The screams of the White Lotus Sect protector almost penetrated the eardrums of the followers. The elites of the Tang Sect returned, and a bloody battle of revenge began. In a moment, all kinds of hidden weapons poured down like a torrential rain, covering half of the mountain forest in an instant, and the thrilling tragedy

The cry suddenly resounded through the sky...

At the same time, a large number of Zheng family disciples surrounded the White Lotus Sect at some unknown time, and hundreds of three-eyed fire cannons formed a huge sky net, tightly surrounding the White Lotus Sect members at the foot of the mountain where he was showing off his ferocity.

Gunshots as dense as a torrential rain rang out from behind the White Lotus followers. Before the White Lotus followers had time to retreat, they were instantly killed and wounded by the Zheng family's firearms.

"Hahaha..." Tang Shuai's tight nerves suddenly relaxed, and he sat side by side with Xie Bangui under the blood-covered earth wall, laughing loudly amidst the sound of swords and rain of blood, with tears in his laughter.

Yingying.

At this time next year, I don’t know how many people’s tablets will be knelt down by disciples, elders, and even family heads of the Tang Sect in the ancestral temple. It is these disciples who, with their hot blood and iron bones, cast the Tang Sect’s bronze tablets.

With a foundation as forged as iron, the Tang Sect can still stand firm in the storms of the world after experiencing countless bloody storms.

In the distance, Wu Fei'er, the left envoy of the Saint, who led a group of experts to watch the battle, looked at the Tang Sect, which was in flames of war, and whispered to himself: "The glorious Bashu land, the illustrious Tang Sect Master. The Tang Sect is indeed more powerful than the Nine Sects.

It is a terrifying existence, and from now on, the Holy Religion will only be at war with the Tang Sect. The calculation of the Tang Sect back then was perhaps the biggest mistake of the Sect."

Someone asked: "Master Zuo, what should we do next?"

Wu Fei'er, the left envoy of the Holy Saint, said unwillingly: "The mission has failed, and we are notifying all the deployment to withdraw from Sichuan."

Someone radically said: "We still have many disciples and useless masters. We can't just withdraw! What should we do with the protective dragon?"

Wu Feier scolded: "Don't you understand yet? This time not only all the elites of the Tang Sect have returned, but even the Zheng family has participated. The only ones who can, or rather can force, the two of them to join forces are the secret guards. Even now.

If we bring out all our hidden strength, we are just waiting to be caught in one fell swoop. The masters of the Tang Sect's town sect have not shown up yet, they are just waiting for us to fall into their trap."

The man was dissatisfied and said: "Aren't the Three Saints of the Tang Sect already defeated by Guiya? We still have a chance..."

Wu Feier said coldly: "If you think there is still a chance, you can stay by yourself..."

"We, the Tang Sect, want to leave just because we have calculated it. How can anything in the world be so cheap?" Three murderous top masters came through the air. The air within a few dozen feet seemed to be replaced by murderous aura, and a strong sense of suffocation suddenly occurred.

When it hit, even Wu Fei'er felt a tightness in her chest, and the elders with weaker skills were even more frightened, as if they had seen Hei Bai Wuchang shake off the iron rope in the void, and laugh ferociously towards her.

Wu Feier said calmly: "Is it time for the worshipers to take action?"

"The messenger goes first!"

Behind Wu Feier, several octogenarians leapt up to meet the Four Saints of the Tang Sect. Wu Feier, however, took the maid and left slowly and leisurely.

The battle in Tangmen was in full swing, but a strange phenomenon suddenly rose on the lake outside Tangmen's ancestral mausoleum. The ten-mile lake surface was roaring with roar, billowing bubbles bursting into pieces, and water columns like wild dragons coming out of the sea shot into the air one after another. On the lake surface

There was a heavy downpour.

All the disciples of the Tang Sect felt a shiver coming from the depths of their bloodline at the same time, as if the bloodline had lasted for unknown generations and suddenly saw their ancestors coming. Apart from fear and awe, they could no longer think of anything else.

Tang Shuai said in shock: "Isn't it the second day of February that the demon dragon will come out of the water? It's only the first day of February..."

Xie Bangui said in a deep voice: "Don't panic, it doesn't matter even if the demon dragon comes out of the water early. His dragon body is not fully mature, so he doesn't dare to expose it directly to the sun. Now he is probably looking for blood food to regenerate the dragon body. Hurry up.

Let the Tang Sect disciples retreat and take the body with them if possible."

At this time, the shadow of a dragon entrenched at the bottom of the lake not only became clearer under the water's surface, but was also constantly vibrating its body, almost impatiently wanting to come out of the water to eat people.

Sure enough, the blood flowing all over the mountain suddenly stirred as if being pulled by some kind of force. Countless blood beads bounced up from the ground like passing locusts, covering the lake surface like a blanket.

In an instant, a blood line like a swimming dragon formed on the lake surface, entwining with the lake water into a red and green vortex, spiraling towards the bottom of the lake.

As they approached, the corpses of the Tang Sect disciples began to move on the spot, as if being pulled by invisible ropes, and quickly slid into the lake. Puffs of blood followed the rolling bubbles and surged onto the lake surface, with bright red ripples.

The water continued to spread in the lake. Not long after, a circle of blood-red surrounded by dark green appeared on the lake. The miserable scene of red and green intersecting made people shudder.

Xie Bangui, who was standing on the top of the city, calmly leaned out of the wall while holding on to the wall stacks, and could actually observe the situation on the lake. Tang Shuai beside him showed the weakness of a woman for the first time, unconsciously tightening.

He grabbed Xie Bangui's clothes tightly.

Xie Bangui was not the only one who remained calm in the crisis, but also the secret guard commander Bing Ning who crossed the river behind Tangmen in a huge boat and rushed to the inner lake.

Bing Ning's calmness is different from Xie Bangui's. Her calmness lies in the unusual familiarity of the breath of death and the scene. It is so familiar that it is like a friend who has been with it for a long time and knows it deeply. She knows its appearance, knows its smell, and even knows

Its habit. That's why she was completely indifferent when facing death, as naturally and calmly as if she were facing an insignificant scene.

The giant ship suddenly stopped when it approached the edge of the inner lake. Bing Ning turned to Yu Xian beside her and said, "Take Xie Bangui aboard."

Yu Xian and Su Lian'er agreed and flew towards Tucheng: "Thank you Ban Gui, Commander Bing Ning will ask you to board the ship!"

"Get on the boat!" Fatty Gao said angrily: "Didn't you see that my brother was seriously injured? You are not paying for your life by killing me!"

Xie Bangui waved his hand and said: "It's okay, I just want to get on the boat and have a look."

"I'll go with you!" Fatty, Lao Qian, Mei Xin'er, and Tang Shuai said in unison.

"Fat man is coming with me. Old Qian will take the girl and leave first. Tang Shuai, please quickly organize the disciples of the Tang Sect to retreat as far as possible." After Xie Bangui made the arrangements, he lay on the fat man's back regardless of whether others agreed or not.
Chapter completed!