Xuan Qingming became even more happy. Yang Jian was able to brave death and come back strong, leading the sect to glory and even fighting against foreign enemies.
Everyone from top to bottom was cheering and jumping for joy. Those disciples at the bottom level would definitely be very excited when they knew that Senior Brother Yang Jian had returned strong and led the disciples.
"Good boy, please get up quickly. If you have such a heart, I will be very happy to be my teacher."
Xuan Qingming and Jiang Zhenhai looked at each other. At this time, Yang Jian returned, half-stepped to the divine realm, which inspired a lot of momentum for their Xuanfeng Sect and added great help.
"Report to the sect master, handsome senior brother is back."
Xuan Qingming's personal disciple came again with good news. At this moment, not only Xuan Qingming and Jiang Zhenhai, but also Yang Jian looked happy, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but say:
"Has he even come back?"
In an instant, a rough figure appeared through the air and came from the sky. He was dressed in coarse linen clothes, his eyes were sharp, and he had a domineering aura that could kill everyone.
"Hahaha, Senior Brother Yang Jian, I didn't expect you to come back too."
The handsome man laughed and said, settled down, bowed towards Xuan Qingming, and nodded slightly. His strength has actually reached the half-step god realm, which is the same as Yang Jian.
"Sect Master, handsome man came back late."
"It's not too late, it's not too late, you two can come back at this time, it really makes me happy. This time the storm in Linhe Realm gathers, you two can return to the sect at this time, meet unexpectedly, it is really appetizing
My heart is filled with emotion. It is really the glory of Xuanfeng Sect and the consolation of me, Xuan Qingming, that Xuanfeng Sect has produced two outstanding disciples of yours after so many years."
Xuan Qingming is not good at words, but this time, it can be seen that the joy on his face is beyond words.
"But I heard that this time the Linhe Realm is in trouble, and it already gives people a feeling that dark clouds are about to destroy the city. Since entering the Linhe Realm, I have found that many people have a gloomy look on their faces, lest they become the next moment.
The ruined sect. Sect Master, do you know what kind of mysterious force is sweeping across the entire Linhe Realm?"
Man Shuai asked with a serious face.
Xuan Qingming shook his head.
"Not only me, but even the Lords of the Nine Realms may not know why the wind of death came this time."
Xuan Qingming is extremely serious. At this time, he has nothing to hide. Everyone in Linhe Realm is in danger, and he is not immune to it. Yang Jian and Man Shuai returned one after another. Xuan Qingming's heart is full of excitement and excitement. If he is really strong
When the enemy attacks, he will never have the slightest fear. He will have to fight to the death and survive. This is not something that his Xuanfeng Sect can do. Even if he has to die, he must die in an aboveboard manner.
I would rather die standing than live on my knees.
"It would be nice if Jiang Chen was here."
Man Shuai whispered, and looked at Yang Jian. They both nodded slightly, but Jiang Chen was not here, so the two of them must shoulder the responsibility of protecting the sect, and they will not regret it even after nine deaths.
"This bastard Xiao Chenzi doesn't know where he is. The sect is in trouble, but he is nowhere to be found."
Jiang Zhenhai couldn't help but curse, but everyone could see that he was in love with his son. However, Jiang Chen might be in a farther place and had no time to care about the Linhe Realm. The sky is high and the emperor is far away, from the Zhongzhou Divine Land to even the West Extreme Divine Land, Nantong
Compared with China, this place is thousands of miles apart, too far away.
"Even if Jiang Chen is not here, we will never slack off at all. Don't worry, sect master, Mr. Jiang, even if we die this time, we will never let anyone set foot in Xuanfeng Sect."
Man Shuai said domineeringly, even if he died, he would still protect the sect. This heroic spirit made Jiang Zhenhai admire him, and the young man also had the passion of a young man.
Just as he was talking, a piercing cold light fell from the sky. Thousands of miles away from the Xuanfeng Sect, nine black shadows had already broken through the sky. The huge pressure crushed down all the monsters within thousands of miles.
, all kneeling in the mountains and forests, trembling all over, not daring to make the slightest move.
The entire Xuanfeng Sect was completely shrouded by those nine figures, turning into nine dark clouds that filled the void. The nine dark clouds blocked the sun and covered the sky, covering the entire Xuanfeng Sect, making it dizzy and invisible.
Every day.
Black clouds were threatening to destroy the city, and a layer of gloom shrouded the hearts of countless people.
Nine dark clouds, densely covered in layers, completely washed away the white clouds above the void, green mountains and green waters, layers of haze, the place where Xuanfeng Sect leads the show, is like hell, black as ink, making people feel frightened.
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"What a strong momentum!"
Man Shuai's face changed, his expression became solemn, and his eyes narrowed slightly. Even he was almost unable to withstand the terrifying pressure of these nine dark clouds, let alone the disciples at the bottom, who were all pale now.
, this coercion came down, and they didn't even need the nine dark clouds to take action, and their bodies were about to burst and die.
Yang Jian also nodded silently, with a confused look on his face. It seemed that they were right to come back this time. Otherwise, the Xuanfeng Sect would probably be reduced to ashes in an instant.
Who is this mysterious person? Can he have such great abilities? Everyone is guessing, but where he comes from is still unknown.
Jiang Zhenhai is full of fighting spirit. He is the strongest person in Xuanfeng Sect. This battle is even more unshirkable. It seems that what they need to face will be a crisis of life and death, a battle of survival.
Everyone in the Xuanfeng Sect is awakening from their cultivation. This is already a catastrophe like the end of the world. No one knows what will happen next. The tragedy of annihilating the sect may be born in the next moment.
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Xuan Qingming sighed and turned pale:
"Xuanfeng Sect, after all, still couldn't escape this disaster."
Xuan Qingming's eyes turned cold, but those nine dark clouds had completely covered Xuanfeng Sect. The oppressive force that was like the arrival of death had already put everyone in Xuanfeng Sect in danger from the moment it really started.
"Will our Xuanfeng Sect be swept away by this wind of death?"
"Are we all going to die? It's like the end of the world, the sun is covered."
"As long as the sect master is here, we will never give in easily. Our Xuanfeng Sect is no better than other sects."
"I hope so, but some sects that are stronger than us have also been wiped out. Can our Xuanfeng Sect really escape this disaster?"
"It's hard to say, with so many sects, no one is spared. Can our Xuanfeng Sect really be that exception?"
Countless disciples are in panic. This terrifying breath of death permeates everyone's heart and lingers.