Chapter 292

With the same idea, the three women embarked on the road of strengthening with all their strength.

And in the distant city of eagle.

Pick the star upstairs.

A spiral black hole suddenly appeared in the void.

The leader of the flying eagle sect, who was caged in black, suddenly appeared.

He looked in the direction of the ethereal palace, and his eyes and pupils trembled rapidly:

"It's her breath! She even came to this world! Is Yangxu him..."

Ling yunzong.

On the martial arts arena.

All members of the Yang family army, as well as some lingyunzong disciples, arranged the square array.

"Ready, enter the phantom realm!"

Buzz!

The phantom array opens.

The roof of the building in the distance flashed the shadow of a little black dog.

Yangxu waved to it and brushed it!

Take the lead in entering the phantom realm.

Six months passed in a flash.

After a strong warning.

The emperor of Tianfeng Kingdom finally settled down.

No one dared to attack Yangxu's friends and relatives again.

He dared not gamble his life.

If the strong queen comes again, I'm afraid it's yourself who will die.

however.

As the emperor of a country, his mind and means are first-class.

At the behest of the emperor.

All the major gates in Tianfeng Kingdom began to isolate Lingyun sect.

Some sects who made friends with lingyunzong have drawn a clear line and stopped communicating.

This made Ling yunzong's situation a little difficult.

In particular, there is often mutual exchange between religious doors.

Exchange of resources, exchange of cultivation experience, etc.

After Ling yunzong was isolated.

Lingyunzong's unique resources cannot be exchanged.

And Lingyun urgently needs some resources, and no other sect is willing to exchange.

For a moment, Ling yunzong fell into an extremely dangerous situation.

With the same fate as lingyunzong, there is the ethereal palace.

Even the situation of the ethereal palace is worse than that of lingyunzong!

In the first World War of Tianlong Island, the sun and moon heard that Ying was dedicated to the burial of the moon Lord for the sake of the rising sun.

Therefore.

The misty palace was not only isolated by the main gates.

Also repeatedly suppressed by the holy land of burying the moon!

In particular, the situation of Piaomiao palace is even worse.

The palace Master Sun and moon heard of Sakura, and the Yin and Yang saints didn't know what evil they had suffered. They closed their doors for several months and didn't ask about the world.

So that the number of people in the misty palace is getting smaller and smaller.

Originally, there were 500 disciples, but there were less than 300 left!

The ninth day of September.

The autumn wind and rain are sad.

On lingyunzong square, dead leaves clattered.

A few Lingyun disciples squatted in the corner of the square and stood guard bored.

They haven't received enough resources for a long time, so that their breath is a little weak.

More and more people began to complain:

"Lingyunzong is excluded and isolated by more and more sects, and the resources are not enough!"

"We're here to cultivate our skills, not to suffer!"

"I can't stand it. Why don't we leave Lingyun like other martial brothers?"

"Leave? I don't! When I joined Lingyun, I decided to live or die with Lingyun! Lingyun Zong protected you when you need it. Now Lingyun Zong is in trouble and leaves like those eggheads and selfish ghosts? Bah! Rubbish!"

"That's right! We'll live or die with Lingyun sect! We'll be able to get through this difficulty!"

"When senior brother Yangxu leads everyone out of the phantom realm, everything will be solved easily!"

Just as he was saying it.

Buzz!

An inexplicable wave flashed suddenly.

Boom!

Above the sky, a purple thunder suddenly tore the void.

Then the autumn rain suddenly stopped.

Brush and pull!

On the martial arts square, the Runes of the spirit array flickered.

Figures flashed over the square.

Several little disciples of Ling yunzong were stunned:

what the hell!

What a crowd!

Everyone's face was indifferent.

The fierce eyes seem to contain the power of thunder. Just one look makes people fear from the bottom of their heart.

A strong breath rose from all over them.

Above their heads, they gathered into a dark gray cloud.

That's the smell of potential!

Even more shocking to them!

Such a group of strong and arrogant existence, but the queue is neat and not chaotic at all.

There is no common defiance and arrogance among experts.

At the front of the whole queue.

A young man in white, very different from the strong.

Smiling and relaxed, he waved to everyone and said lazily:

"Brothers, we're home. The old rule is that several brothers from the wind Department are on guard and several brothers from the power department are on patrol."

Brush and pull!

The outermost figures of the queue rushed in all directions.

It disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Ling yunzong's disciples were all dumbfounded:

"What a fast speed!"

"Disappeared in the blink of an eye! What are they doing?"

A disciple of lingyunzong remembered:

"Those elder martial brothers are on guard! They are going to lingyunzong's guard!"

These lingyunzong disciples were ashamed:

Ling yunzong hasn't stood guard for a long time in recent months.

What post are you standing on? Ling yunzong is isolated.

All sects want to hide from lingyunzong.

Who will gather in front of Lingyun sect?

But the young man in white waved lazily and said:

"Well, wind, rain, thunder and lightning four brothers, dissolve!"

Boom!

Everyone in the queue brushed their feet together.

Then, brush!

Spread out at an amazing speed and disappeared in all directions.

A team member passed by these Lingyun disciples.

His eyes glanced at them slightly.

These disciples could not help fighting a cold war:

"What a terrible look!"

"His breath is so cold!"

When I was frightened.

Brush.

The young man in white flashed before them:

"Don't be afraid, younger martial brothers. Do you know me?"

The boy in white smiled.

The lingyunzong disciples looked carefully and their eyes lit up at once:

"Senior brother Yangxu! It's really you! You've brought everyone back safely from the phantom spirit array!"

Yang Xu smiled and nodded:

"Yes. I'm back."

"Sobbing, elder martial brother is back at last! The hard days of lingyunzong are coming to an end!"

With these little martial brothers Lingyun crying.

More and more people from lingyunzong appeared on the square.

An amazing piece of good news soon spread to Ling yunzong, who had not many people left:

Elder martial brother Yangxu, with all the martial brothers, returned from practice!

The whole Lingyun sect fell into jubilation.

Three days passed quickly.

The second floor of a well decorated restaurant.

Several well-dressed young men are chatting together.

Vaguely, they were led by a young man in black clothes.

"Hum, Yangxu is dead this time! Not only is he going to die, but his backer Lingyun sect will also be destroyed by our Xuantian sect!"

The young man in Xuanyi snorted coldly.

"Oh? Is xuantianzong going to attack lingyunzong? Now is a good time! Lingyunzong has been isolated for so long. It is said that all his disciples are running away, ha ha!"