If the three sects are destroyed today, let Cheng Jingfeng or Zhao Jingfeng and others leave alive.
It's not hard to imagine what will happen next.
Situ Zhen and Yan Donghai are dead. Once they leave, Cheng Jingfeng will definitely be able to successfully take over the Huanxing Sect and become the leader under Xi Longxuan, the sect leader.
At that time... as long as it takes some time, waits for an opportunity to deal with it, or forces out the Nascent Soul stage giants of the Secret Pavilion, the Zhao Dynasty can easily take the huge Huan Xing Sect into its hands without spending a single soldier.
Master Tianhong felt horrified when he thought of this.
"Haha! Well, as expected of the Zhao Dynasty, it's such a big deal!"
"Such a method really amazes me!"
"Old Tianhong, do you think you still have a chance given the current situation? Now... I can give you a chance to choose your own way of death."
Among the crowd in the Demonic Shadow Palace, Zong Lu laughed loudly, his eyes fell on Master Tianhong, and he sneered again and again. Joking voices sounded at this moment.
But when his peripheral vision fell on Zhao Mingyuan, in his eyes was a deep fear of the Zhao Dynasty.
After all, he could quietly instigate so many golden elixirs against the Huanxing Sect without making a sound!
Both the cost of resources and the skill used are extraordinary.
The Demonic Shadow Palace is full of evil cultivators. Compared with the other three sects, the evil cultivators have unstable minds and are more loose and chaotic internally. There may not be any hidden dangers from the other side.
Upon hearing this, Master Tianhong's face darkened, and his expression became even more ugly.
He stared at Zong Lu from a distance and did not answer.
Instead, he turned his head and looked at the few remaining Huanxing Sect members, as well as the monks from Jinchan Temple and Wuji Sect, with a look full of guilt in his eyes.
"My fellow Taoists from both sects, I'm really sorry. The Huanxing sect was not kind to others, which led to this change and put everyone in such a dangerous situation."
Master Shanzai put his hands together and immediately said, "Amitabha, Shanzai, Shanzai! Tianhong Taoist Friend Wu
We need to blame ourselves, such a change is not something anyone could have predicted."
The loud and majestic voice has the effect of soothing and calming people's hearts.
"That's right! The most urgent task now is how to get out of the current predicament."
Su Twelve spoke immediately, his eyes once again swept back and forth across the entrance and exit of Shili Gallery, his eyes flickering thoughtfully.
"Hmph! Get out of the current predicament? What a naive idea!"
"Don't say that I won't give you the opportunity to practice. Life is so precious."
"As long as you are willing to surrender to the Great Zhao Dynasty, and let go of the sea of consciousness and be planted by this emperor with the power of divine power, you will be a member of the Great Zhao Dynasty from now on!"
"Life or death! It all depends on your thoughts!"
Zhao Mingyuan snorted coldly, put his hands behind his back, and took the opportunity to speak out.
As soon as these words came out, everyone else's expressions froze, and then everyone's expressions turned angry.
The art of sending gods is a means of controlling the life and death of others in the world of immortality. The person who is hit by the spell means that from now on, life and death will depend on the other person's thoughts.
For those at the Golden Core stage, this is undoubtedly a cruel and humiliating method.
But in this world, ants are still greedy for life. Compared with death, living has infinite possibilities.
Su Twelve glanced out of the corner of his eye and noticed keenly that there were still a few monks with strange looks in their eyes.
He immediately snorted coldly and continued: "Hmph! Senior fellow Taoists, the Great Zhao Dynasty is extremely ambitious, and the fact that the Huanxing Sect has undergone such changes shows that they are very thoughtful!"
"If their conspiracy is allowed to succeed, the next people to suffer will be more Taoist friends from the three sects, your relatives and friends."
As soon as these words came out, all the monks present, regardless of
Whether the heart is beating or the mind is shaking, everything calms down instantly.
It is true that cultivating immortality is a lonely path, but it is not absolute.
When people are alive, they have bonds, they have fellow practitioners, they have relatives and friends...
A great master in the Nascent Soul stage might be able to cut off love and desire. However, there are quite a few monks in the Golden Core stage, and it would be difficult for them to be heartless once they have someone to interact with.
"What a good Su Twelve, he is as cunning as a fox and dares to ruin my emperor's plans. Today... your fate will be decided by me!" ??
Zhao Mingyuan's eyes were full of anger and he stared at Su Twelve fiercely.
The voice sounded, and people approached Su Twelve step by step.
But before Zhao Mingyuan could approach, Zen Master Shanfa, who had never spoken, suddenly took a step forward and stood in front of Su Twelve.
"Amitabha! The poor monk is here, what does Master Zhao Long want to do?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his whole body's breath calmed down.
It was obvious that he was still seriously injured just now, but at this moment, he was full of breath and returned to normal.
"Oh? What a fine Zen master. The secret method of Buddhism is really miraculous."
"But how long can you maintain this state? One day? Half a day? One hour?"
Zhao Mingyuan steadied his body and cast a strong gaze on Zen Master Shanfa.
"Amitabha, it's enough to hold you all back and give everyone a glimmer of hope!"
Zen Master Shanfa clasped his hands together, his long blue hair fluttering in the wind, his calm face, his clear eyes, as calm as still water.
The Buddha energy all over his body is swaying, and his breath has increased by another seven points.
"Fighting for a chance of survival? Hoho! If this emperor's prediction is true, such a secret method will have serious side effects! Doing this can't save you, let alone others! But... it's just in vain!"
Zhao Mingyuan's pupils shrank, obviously a little surprised by Zen Master Shanfa's change.
His expression became serious, but there was no trace of panic in his eyes.
Su Twelve paid attention to Zhao Mingyuan, the corners of his eyes twitching slightly.
wrong!
This person seemed nervous, but there was no trace of panic in his eyes, and he clearly looked confident.
Do you have absolute confidence in your own strength? Or... are there other arrangements in this Shili Gallery?
As soon as a thought flashed through his mind, Su Twelve looked around calmly with his remaining eyes, and secretly became vigilant in his heart.
"In vain?"
Zen Master Shanfa shook his head slightly, took a step forward, and rose into the air. Then he turned to look at Shen Miaoyin and Xiao Muzi.
"Elder Shen, fellow Taoist Xiaomuzi, given the current situation, there is only one way to ensure everyone can leave safely! Then..."
Before Zen Master Shanfa could finish speaking, Xiao Muzi's voice rang out, "Don't worry! The moment I activate this sword, I will be enlightened."
Xiao Muzi's face was covered with blood-colored lines, and his eyes were fixed on the sword in the air, with only a trace of clarity remaining in his eyes.
In the mist, hearing the voice of Zen Master Shanfa, Shen Miaoyin frowned slightly and her eyes flashed with thought.
She didn't notice the change in Zhao Mingyuan's expression, but she instinctively felt that something was wrong.
At this moment, a sudden sound came into her ears, Shen Miaoyin's pretty eyebrows stretched, and her eyes swept over Su Twelve.
Then he spoke out: "Who in this world is immortal! Shen Miaoyin has never lacked the courage to sacrifice. Senior brother Tianhong, Su Twelve, we will take action later, and you two will leave together with the two fellow Taoists from the two sects."
Hearing the sound of Shen Miaoyin's voice, the auras around the three of them were rising continuously. The expressions of the few remaining monks from the three sects became tragic.
Everyone knows very well what the three people's choices mean.
But it is clearer that doing so is the most correct choice!