Chapter 1211

The questions of the disciples were regarded by these people as the wind in their ears. Everyone seemed to have not heard of it. They lowered their heads, closed their eyes, and sat cross legged.

The strong men in the list of magic swords acted like this, which was completely beyond the comprehension of the public.

What happened?

Why do the elder martial brothers and sisters on the list of magic swords behave so strangely one by one?

But just then, the closed gate of the palace suddenly opened.

All the students stopped talking and looked at the gate of the palace.

I saw a large number of figures coming out of the gate.

These are the elders and deacons of Yijian heavenly palace.

Almost all the high-rise Tiangong are in it, even including the closed smoke autumn moon!!

Seeing this scene, the breath of all the disciples suddenly tightened.

Even yanqiuyue, the vice palace master, is invited out!

Of course, zongmen made a major decision, otherwise it would not have gathered so many high-level.

The elders scattered and stood around the palace gate.

Then is the wind not Ling and the moon Zun sword came out, smoke autumn moon at will stand aside.

Seeing this, the disciples got up one after another, clasped their fists and called out: "I'd like to meet the elders and the Deputy palace master! Visit the palace master!! To meet with the Supreme Master

Voice such as waves, catharsis everywhere.

Wind not Ling slightly nodded, light way: "everyone don't be too polite, all sit!"

"Thank you

As the voice fell, the disciples sat down with their knees crossed.

The elders also sat on the ground.

The atmosphere in the air is a little frozen, everyone is a face of worry.

Scene gradually quiet down, all people's eyes are focused on the wind not Ling, Ruyue Zunjian two people.

The silence in front of the palace is like a needle falling down, and the sound of thunder will burst out!

Wind not Ling murmured the lower lip, looking at the moon Zunjian.

However, seeing Ruyue Zunjian close his eyes, the man took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "palace master, say it, it doesn't matter."

"But..." the wind is not Ling, and the words stop.

"The matter has come to this point, we have no choice. If I go down in the future, I will explain to the ancestors that all this is my fault!" Ruyue Zun sword whispered.

Feng Buling was silent. After a moment, he seemed to have made a decision. He raised his head again and called out in a hoarse voice.

"Listen, now, I'm going to announce something to you!"

The sound rippled in all directions, and everyone's ears stood up.

Seeing the wind not Ling suddenly stood up, glanced at all the people present, and said: "I declare! From now on, Yijian Tiangong... Zheng! Style! Solution! Scattered

The last four words, almost wind not Ling bite out!

These four words burst out, and the scene suddenly solidified.

As if time had stopped at this moment.

All people's eyes stare small eyes, Qi Qi looking at the wind not Ling, no one back to God.

Exactly! Style! Solution! Break up!

Fake?

Did you hear me wrong?

Or is it wrong??

Everyone's head is a paste.

For a while.

Whoa!

The scene suddenly burst into a pot, and all of them stood up and rushed to the top one by one.

"What's going on?? To dissolve?? The clan was disbanded

"Why?? Palace master!! Why disband!! Supreme leader!! Why do we have to disband! "

"No!! I don't like it!! Can't disband!! I have been in zongmen for nearly a thousand years and can't be disbanded!! Yijian heavenly palace cannot be disbanded! "

Roar, question, anger and doubt came out like raindrops at this moment. No one could sit still and roar.

The scene was chaotic, and everyone's emotions became particularly excited.

"All quiet!! All quiet

The three elders got up and drank.

The crowd was a little quiet.

"Everybody sit down and listen to me!" The wind is not Ling, also called open.

"Palace master, we need an explanation!"

"Yes, we need an explanation!"

A disciple called out with red eyes.

Some of the female disciples held back their tears and glared at the palace master, looking forward to his reply.

The scene regained its calm, but it was extremely depressing.

But listen to the wind not Ling again, tone is particularly depressed.

"I know that all of you are reluctant to disband the palace gate. In fact, it is not only you, but also I am reluctant to part with it. However, this is helpless because... We have no way to choose from."

Feng Buling sat on the ground and said hoarsely: "according to the latest information obtained by the sect, more than 40 sects have formed a so-called purge and Crusade alliance. They are no longer willing to wait any longer. They have drawn up a ridiculous name of crime to attack us! In fact, you should all know their purpose, but to carve up the heavenly palace! I had a serious discussion with the supreme leader and the elders. We are not rivals, so... We can only choose to disband. ""How can you not be an opponent if you haven't played yet?"

"That is, before the war, how can we say defeat?"

Someone said angrily.

"We will live and die together with the heavenly palace!" A disciple immediately stood up and yelled.

"Yes! We live and die with the heavenly palace

"I will defend the heavenly palace to the death!"

Many people screamed.

For a moment, the crowd was excited, and the scene was noisy again.

"I know you are willing to throw your head and shed blood for the heavenly palace!" The wind not Ling with the gas for the sound, loudly shouts: "since last time God Zong, the overlord dynasty war! I already know that those who can stay are those who sincerely regard Tiangong as their own home. However, at this moment, we have no capital to guard Tiangong any more! "

The scene was calm again.

The wind doesn't bite.

"The enemy we are facing this time is much stronger than last time! Among them, there are more than ten true saints. Under the true saints, the great saints? Extremely holy? That's a mole ant! And we... Except for the vice palace master, there is no real saint!! We can't resist it at all! If we still insist on staying here, it's just a meaningless sacrifice! It's blood stained heaven! Will only lead to total extinction! No one from Tiangong will stay! "

Feng Buling said very excited, face some red.

"We are not afraid of it!" Another disciple called out.

"Yes, it's a big deal to be buried here. What's the fear of it?"

They all looked as if they were dead.

Wind not Ling opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his voice was blocked somehow and his voice couldn't come out for half a day.

With these people, the heavenly palace can't die.

"My God, give me a way to live

There were elderly elders kneeling on the ground and wailing.

Many people are moved by it.

Wind not Ling silent.

Only sighing and weeping were left at the scene.

The silent Ruyue Zunjian looked around him, sighed, stood up and said, "children, I know you are not afraid, and I understand your mood at the moment, but you should know that the way of cultivation is a long way to go, and it is not a road to be built without fear! Sometimes to retreat to advance, can bend and stretch, is the road to victory! If you are willing to listen to our arrangement and disband the heavenly palace, who among you can ascend to the highest level in the future, you can restore the heavenly palace! Rebuild the heavenly palace! In this way, there is hope in the heavenly palace

"Supreme leader..." many people wet their eyes.

Ruyue Zunjian sighed again, and his voice was inexplicably hoarse: "in fact, I don't give up Tiangong more than you do. I'm a sinner in Tiangong. I can't guard here well, but things have developed to such a point that it's beyond human's power to save it! Let's go. The faster you go, the better! You are all the hope of the heavenly palace to leave here as soon as possible. After leaving here, you can find a way out again. If you really cherish the heavenly palace, the task of rebuilding the heavenly palace in the future will be entrusted to you! "

"Palace master!"

All of them knelt down in unison, crying, and some of the older Tiangong disciples were kowtowing and crying bitterly.

The scene was extremely chaotic and noisy.

Today, maybe it is the end of the heavenly palace.

"I have already assigned all the materials of Tiangong to each of you. It's enough for you to practice outside or rejoin other sects. The dense regulations of Tiangong have also been recorded. When you leave later, you will take them! These are the inheritance of Tiangong! It's the last flame of the heavenly palace! I hope they are in your hands and will not go out. "

Ruyue Zunjian said lightly, and the man raised his hand: "it's not too late, you... Clean up and leave quickly..."

"Palace master! We're not going

People cry harder.

There was a lot of sadness at the scene.

Even many elders are secretly wiping tears at the moment.

"Palace master!" At this time, a disciple flew over and called out breathlessly: "the purge... The purge alliance has reached the hundred mile slope!"

"What?"

"It's coming so fast!"

The faces of a group of elders changed suddenly.

Ruyue Zunjian's expression also congealed. He suddenly got up and yelled at the crowd: "quick, leave quickly!"

"Palace master..."

"it should be the last command I sent to you as the leader of Yijian Tiangong palace!! Leave Ruyue Zun's sword hissed, but his eyes were almost begging.

Countless people in unison, no longer dare to refute, tears on the spot, no longer insist, with a despair and hesitation heart, slowly spread.

Every step is reluctant to give up...

"let's go, too." Ruyue Zun sword closed his eyes, but said to the elders beside him.

"Palace master, what about you?"

"I'll stay...""No way!"

"I am a useless man already! It doesn't matter whether you go or not, but it's all elders. What you have is the highest soul skill of our sect, Yijian shenjue. You can't lose it!! So... Elders, please leave quickly! " The sword of Ruyue Zun was hoarse.

"But..."

"let's go!"

The sword roared.

The elders clenched their teeth one by one, but they still didn't insist. They turned around and walked away with heavy steps...

"let's go, too!" Ruyue Zun sword on the side of the smoke Qiuyue road.

"I can go at any time, just wait for my husband to come back..."

"you go and tell him not to come back... Because he has been brilliant... That's enough." Ruyue Zunjian said with a bitter smile.

Smoke Autumn Moon congealed eyes, did not speak, turned to light step, disappeared in the void.

Gradually, in front of the palace master hall, slowly quiet down.

Ruyue Zun Jian looks at the crowd leaving, spits out his turbid breath and shows a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. He sits on the ground, takes out a fruit from nowhere, and chews on his legs.

Only today's fruit...

incomparably sour...

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