When Wang Zeyuan returned to his Huiyuan Hall, he was stunned and had an illusion: Is this really my Huiyuan Hall?
There are ruins and broken walls everywhere, and thick smoke billows.
The entire tens of thousands square meters of Huiyuan Hall has turned into a paradise of charcoal!
Not only that, the corpses of thousands of disciples of Huiyuan Hall were neatly arranged at the gate of Huiyuan Hall, with a dozen large characters written in blood on the front: "Three thousand two hundred and twenty-six disciples of Huiyuan Hall"
Disciple, please ask Palace Master Wang Zeyuan to check it."
Wang Zeyuan's mind went blank as if he had been struck by lightning.
Wang Zeyuan's life's hard work turned into a shadow overnight.
Cruel, so cruel!
"Haha...hahaha..." Wang Zeyuan looked up to the sky and laughed, and two lines of hot tears could not help but fall down.
"Su'er, I once promised your father that I would become the most powerful Master of Huiyuan Palace on the mainland. It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous..." Wang Zeyuan knelt on the ground with a plop, and his hair fell apart as soon as the bridle was broken.
Come on.
If others didn't know him, they would definitely think that he was a poor and down-and-out scholar in the secular world, which made people feel pity for him.
Unfortunately, he is not, he is Wang Zeyuan, the master of Huiyuan Palace, a person who should not be so weak and helpless.
He practiced so hard in the first half of his life that his wife died tragically.
In the second half of my life, I worked hard to achieve a great career, but I didn't expect that I would end up with nothing.
"Su'er, Su'er..." That figure suddenly flashed across Wang Zeyuan's mind, and his already dim eyes suddenly lit up with an almost crazy light: "Su'er is still alive, everything about me is still there, and everything about me is still there.
Here, haha, hahahaha!"
Poor Wang Zeyuan, at this moment, went crazy.
The Supreme Sect Master took Chen Lan and Liu Xuefei back to her Ziqiong Sect. She was even more crazy than Wang Zeyuan.
Thousands of female disciples of the Ziqiong Sect were killed, and even their clothes were stripped off and hung under the ceiling inside the Ziqiong Sect!
A neat row of big words in blood appeared shockingly before the eyes of the Supreme Sect Master: "Old maid, you will be next. And your body will be hung in public. Just wait for this day."
The Taishang Sect Master's full head of black hair turned white in an instant, and the wrinkles on his face suddenly became more numerous. He looked more than twenty years older.
"Seven Demons Cult...well, it's so cruel!" The Taishang Sect Master drew out the Purple Qiong Sword with a loud sound and swung the sword out.
Whoosh...a violent purple thunder flashed across the sky, and the sword shadows flying all over the sky cut the bodies of all the female disciples of the Zi Qiong Sect into countless pieces, turning them into bursts of blood mist.
Liu Xuefei couldn't bear to see her classmates turn into blood, her teeth chattering as if they might be broken at any time.
At the same time, her hatred for Ling Xiao and the Seven Demons Cult reached an even higher level: "Ling Xiao, I, Liu Xuefei, swear that I will take your life in this life!"
Chen Lan secretly marveled at her master's generosity, but did not dare to show any other expression on her face.
If the master had not informed her that she must leave Ziqiongmen this time and made her decide to go with the master, she would have ended up like these junior sisters.
Chen Lan's awe for the master Ling Xiao increased even more.
The Master of the Taishang Sect held the Purple Qiong Sword in his hand, with a cold light in his eyes: "With this sword in hand, our Purple Qiong Sect will never fall! Ling Xiao, my Purple Qiong Sword will pierce your heart sooner or later!"
Chen Lan secretly remembered the words of the Taishang Sect Leader and conveyed them to Ling Xiao when no one was paying attention.
When Zhao Yang returned to his Mingyue Mansion, his expression was the same as that of Wang Zeyuan, the master of Taishang Sect. It could even be said that he was a combination of the two of them.
Zhao Yang's mind went blank for a while, and then he became furious!
"Ah——" A roar soaring into the sky shook countless windows and shattered floors in the city of Mingyue outside Mingyue Mansion, causing many accidental injuries to civilians.
Even so, people can still understand Zhao Yang's mood at this time.
The fire that burned all night burned Zhao Yang's Ming Yue Mansion into ruins. No matter who it was, it was normal to feel like this.
What's more, a guy with a hot temper like Zhao Yang.
It was only after this roar that reached the sky that Zhao Yang regained his composure and walked into the Mingyue Mansion, which had been turned into ruins.
His second son, Zhao Yan, is still alive, slumped on the ground, his whole body has become stupid, and his whole body smells terrible.
"Dead, all dead... They were blown into bloody water... It's terrible, so terrible!!!" Even though Zhao Yan, who had experienced the battle at Nantuo Mountain, faced the methods of Elder Qing of the Seven Demons Sect, he also
He had to end up like this.
Zhao Yang walked to Zhao Yan, and Zhao Yan's crazy mood suddenly calmed down. He pulled the corner of his father's clothes and murmured in a low voice: "Dad...you are back...Seven Demons Sect...Seven Demons"
teach……"
Bang! Zhao Yang slapped Zhao Yan on the head. Zhao Yan rolled his eyes upward and fell to the ground with a plop.
Zhao Yang closed his eyes, and two lines of tears fell from his closed eyes: "Yan'er, living like this is not as good as death..."
Ignoring his son's body, Zhao Yang suddenly thought of the forbidden cave area behind Ming Yue Mansion and quickly ran in that direction.
What awaited Zhao Yang was an empty cave.
"Why? Why did the Church of the Seven Demons know about the existence of this strange beast! Why did he break open the purple-level protective light shield!" To say that Zhao Yang could tolerate his son's death, he could tolerate his own Ming Yue Mansion being burned to rubble.
, but he absolutely cannot bear the disappearance of this strange beast.
Therefore, Zhao Yang was angry!
What was trapped in the cave was a purple-level divine beast, the purple jade unicorn, which Zhao Yang planned to devour when he reached the purple level.
And this Kirin beast is somewhat different from the legendary Kirin. It is a heterogeneous species. Except that it cannot speak, its IQ is no different from that of humans.
If Zhao Yang reaches the purple level and the central soul fuses such a heterogeneous species, he might be able to achieve the legendary lifespan of more than ten thousand years!
You must know that this strange beast has existed in Ming Yue Mansion for more than thousands of years, and several masters of Ming Yue Mansion who have reached the purple level have been unable to absorb it, which shows its uniqueness.
This strange beast was Zhao Yang's last hope, but even this last hope was completely shattered by Ling Xiao!
"Ling Xiao! I'm going to crush your bones into ashes and chop you into meat paste!!!" Zhao Yang's red hair spread out, his eyes protruded ferociously, and he shed two lines of bloody tears!
Almost at the same time, Master Wu Jing of Xuanhai Sect also returned to his sect.
Immediately, Master Wujing discovered that thousands of disciples had gathered around the gate of his sect, all of them with serious faces and talking in low voices.
When Master Wujing saw the reason for the disciples' surprise, he couldn't help but trembled slightly.
In front of the gate of Xuanhai Sect, someone had carved a dozen large characters at some point. The large characters were sprinkled with blood, making them particularly eye-catching.
"Master Wu Jing, our Seven Demons Sect does not have enough troops this time. Seeing that you are not too arrogant at ordinary times, I will let you Xuanhai Sect go for now. If you don't know what happened to other sects, you will know it soon.
knew."
Master Wujing was so angry that he was shaking all over, and was about to get angry. Suddenly, a message slip exploded, and a line of clear golden fonts appeared in front of him: "Huiyuan Hall, Ziqiongmen, Mingyue Mansion, except their master
Other than that, the whole family will be destroyed."
Master Wu Jing stood there blankly, speechless for a long time.
He was not in a good mood at first. When he saw the blood word, he was still thinking about how to break into the Seven Demons Sect, give Ling Xiao a lesson, and if possible, kill Ling Xiao too.
But after he saw this message, his whole person suddenly became as dim as a withered epiphyllum.
"I am about to start seclusion. From today on, the disciples of the Xuanhai Sect will stick to the sect and never step out of the Xuanhai Sect again."
Although Master Wujing's tone was calm, it conveyed an attitude that would not tolerate objection.
The disciples looked at the desolate and slightly hunched back of Master Wu Jing, and felt sad in their hearts.