Chapter 1803

Listen to the wind Pavilion, which is composed of a city cluster stretching thousands of miles. It is the city cluster most like the "Wanli Star City" in the land of order. Looking down from the sky, you can see a gorgeous sea of stars below. In fact, it is the light gathered by thousands of borders.

Continuous towers, endless palaces, numerous pavilions, row upon row, gardens, pools and champs are elegant and natural. Every inch of heaven and earth has exquisite design.

Listen to the wind Pavilion is located in the plain area, so there is often a clear wind passing by. Thousands of wind chimes hanging on the pavilions and plants will make a clear sound, as if many little girls are laughing.

But on this day, heavy clouds of sadness enveloped this huge city.

In the giant city, millions of practitioners of astrological realm are gathering, and tens of millions of gods, men, women, young, old, weak, women and children, are running to tell each other.

For a time, the whole city was in chaos and panic.

As a sect gate ranking more than ten in the list of heaven, the overall strength of tingfengxuan is not weak. It can barely catch up with half of the blue blood Xinghai ranking tenth. It has more than 4 million elite practitioners, and the number of gods in the sect gate is more than 40 million.

The strength of a sect is equal to the sum of the five major sects of the "three-day land".

Because of its unique culture, tingfengxuan has been based on Xuanyu mainland for countless years and has become the strongest ruler here. Their status has never been shaken.

Today, a terrible crisis of destruction is hanging over everyone's head.

"The sun palace has been restarted!"

"I hear it's coming in our direction."

"Although our 'Hunming storm barrier' is the top of the seventh level and temporarily listed as' quasi eighth level Guardian barrier ', it can't stop the sun palace. What should we do now? Where's the patriarch? What about the alliance leader? "

"The patriarch is gathering troops. As for the alliance leader... Are you talking about Li Tianming? I don't know. The war broke out in the three-day land. The situation is very complex. We don't know what happened. We only know that the sun palace is coming again and everything is over... "

The establishment of the Wanzong alliance and the election of the seven alliance leaders have restored the confidence of the whole Wanzong. They are planning to "fight a big battle". Unexpectedly, the order Tianzu directly uses the "Sun Palace" to give a blow to anyone of Wanzong.

Listen to Fengxuan bear the brunt.

"When the sun temple comes, shall we abandon the sect and leave like the green soul palace and the cloud fairy palace?"

Someone asked in panic.

"No! If we leave, everything here will be destroyed by the order Tianzu. So many treasures in the whole Tingfeng pavilion are the efforts of generations. It is also our most important thing. We must defend it to the death! "

"How to defend? Once the boundary of Hunming storm is broken, the other party may take 60 million troops. We count the territory of stepping on the sky. The number is not enough for them to chop melons and vegetables. They missed the time and didn't even have a chance to run. "

"But..."

The speaker looked at their home, and his heart was in pain and tear.

Listen to every pavilion, flowers and trees in Fengxuan. They are the cultural heritage of this sect. If they lose them, can they still have souls?

Run or not?

The same topic, everyone in the whole listening to the wind Xuan, fell into such a struggle.

For a time, people in chaos were at a loss. The shadow of death made many people's hearts twitch, and people became numb and numb.

"We can only wait for the 'patriarch' and 'listen to the wind' to make a final decision. If we want to abandon the patriarch and leave at this time, we may still have a chance..."

The army killed, abandoned the city and fled, lost their homes and all their comfort, lost everything they had, and even separated their wives and children. Everyone was nervous, flustered and left their homes. They watched their homes engulfed by fire with their own eyes. The treasures they had guarded were taken away by the ferocious enemies, and the efforts of generations of ancestors were destroyed

How bleak and painful this taste is is only clear to those who are experiencing it.

Compared with qinghun hall and Fengtian sword sect, the practitioners who listen to Fengxuan will only be more reluctant to give up the prosperous giant city built by their ancestors.

This listening to the wind pavilion has too many touching stories and too many brand marks.

Now, the fire beasts in the north have opened their mouths to it.

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Listen to the wind Pavilion in the main city.

On the top floor of a tall tower, there is a peerless beauty in a blue and white dress standing here.

She is tall, with long hair, skin like fat and Qi like autumn orchid. Especially her eyes are as gentle as water, just like a sweet spring.

Years have not left any trace on her. Even though she is no longer young, she is still the "wind listening beauty" who reveres, admires and respects the gods in the eyes of the practitioners of listening to the wind Pavilion.

She is the patriarch of listening to Feng Xuan. She has a poetic name - "Feng Ling Su Yu".

Feng Ling is her surname.

This is an ancient surname. The history can be traced back to the beginning of the land of order. When the order Tianzu took the lead in this land, their Fengling clan had already owned their own home on the sun.

As the leader of a top second rate sect, "Fengling Suyu" has the same status in Wanzong as the white dragon Huanglong WANYING of Xuanyuan dragon sect.

Both of them are gentle, moving, intelligent and bright charm beauties. However, compared with long WANYING, "Fengling Suyu" is like her listening to the wind Pavilion. It is softer, warmer and like a trickling stream, making people feel clear.

But at the moment, she can no longer maintain the quiet appearance she used to be, because everything about her has come to a critical juncture of life and death.

In front of her, there was a small silver egg.

It turned into a metal butterfly and landed on the back of her white hand.

Originally, the leader of the second rate sect was not suitable to know the existence of silver dust, but now Li Tianming can't manage so much.

At the Jiulong emperor's funeral, through the "silver dust", he is communicating with "Feng Ling Su Yu" as quickly as possible!

The metal butterfly in her hand told her as quickly as possible about the restart of the Sun Temple, the retreat of the five main gates, the formation of the 60 million Temple army, and the fact that the Sun Temple was locking in the "listening to the wind Pavilion" and planned to "set an example to the others" and start a war in the land of order... And so on.

Li Tianming said seriously: "master Fengling, I've seen the Sun Temple attack the eternal Emperor Dragon limitless barrier. With the power of the Sun Temple, you can't stop the storm barrier. As long as the barrier is broken, tens of millions of ordinary gods can't give full play to the advantages of the barrier spirit line. Only 4 million elite practitioners are exposed to each other's 60 million murderers, The consequences will be disastrous... "

"So, the only way now is to abandon tingfengxuan. Everyone is like a lost dog and scattered in panic. When a disaster comes, they fly separately, right..."

Fengling Suyu leaned back against the window and her face was bleak. She looked back at the north and saw that the fire cloud over there was more intense. It seemed that there was a boundless flame beast hidden in it.

"Master Fengling, when the disaster comes, human life is fundamental. Human life is more important than everything. Only living can we have the opportunity to turn defeat into victory, and only living can we recapture everything. All practitioners who listen to Fengxuan have the right to survive. Now, too many third - and fourth rate sects have lost their homes, but as long as we get together, there will be hope. "

Let silver dust repeat it, which will inevitably lead to low dialogue efficiency.

I have to wait a long time to say a word. Li Tianming is worried to death.

This is the most unsolvable problem he encountered when he ascended to a high position and was expected. At the moment, he is facing a crisis of trust among all 10000 cases.

But to be honest, there's no way anyone can do it.

Li Wudi takes away the star ship nuclear, and Li Tianming has thrown the sun god wheel into the depths of the starry sky. Who can expect the sun emperor to come up with a spare nuclear to start the ultimate weapon?

No one blames Li Tianming for not continuing to work miracles.

As the aborigines on the sun, they have been threatened by the sun palace for generations. The reason why 10000 ancestors are always suppressed by the order Tianzu is that each other uses the sun palace as a sword on their forehead.

Whoever becomes the leader of the alliance will fall short of the current emperor and temple.

Fengling Su Yu knew that it was too difficult for Li Tianming to have the strength to fight against the Sun Temple and emperor at this time.

She knows better than anyone what the situation is.

Li Tianming tried hard to persuade her to avoid her edge for the time being, but Feng lingsu Yu looked out of the window, but her soft face showed a determined and unyielding look.

"Destiny, listen to the difference between Fengxuan and qinghun hall. This city carries too many memories of our Fengling family and condenses our efforts from generation to generation. If it must be destroyed today, as an heir, I am willing to die with it."

"Since I was born, my life has been inseparable from this city. When the city dies, people die..."

"There are seven 'second rate sects' in Xuanyu mainland. The emperor will not let them go. I hope to listen to Fengxuan's last tenacious resistance, win survival time for my friends and help me bless these' Xuanyu 'friends. Thank you. "

People have the impression that this patriarch is synonymous with tenderness and beauty.

She has been convincing people with virtue all her life, and let all creatures in Xuanyu mainland shape her into a saint. Her heart is soft and never excessive disputes

But even Li Tianming didn't expect that she would say this sentence so resolutely at this critical moment of life and death.

The city is dead, the people are dead!

Li Tianming's voice trembled and said, "but listen to so many people in Fengxuan, you have no right to decide their life and death with your own will!"

Even if Li Tianming understands her feelings for listening to Fengxuan.

However, these are tens of millions of people.

They are all innocent. Why should they stay here and become the dead who carry the emperor's anger with the city?

Hearing Li Tianming's words, Fengling Suyu shook his head and smiled bitterly and said, "you misunderstood me. I'll arrange for those who want to go. I'll open the way for them. For those who want to stay, I'll stick to it with them."

She took a deep breath and said, "destiny, you are the best person I have ever seen. The return of the sun palace made all of us feel scared and frustrated. You have avoided the loss of three days and have done very well. Next, I hope you don't suffer for listening to Fengxuan. We are all voluntary, and you must not be discouraged. Wanzong's future depends on you. I believe you can lead Wanzong to defeat the emperor and avenge our dead souls... "

"If one day, I beg you to take our younger generation to rebuild listening to the wind Pavilion. I have no chance in this life. I will repay you in the next life. "

After that, tears fell on her face.

She held the metal butterfly, crushed it, firmly held it in the palm of her hand, wiped away her tears and walked out of the tower.