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57. The Dispute of Right and Wrong, the Intimidation of the Righteous and the Righteous

The Heaven Shocking Cloud Altar, which had previously been filled with blood and gore, had now turned into a place of intense debate.

Yin Bao Yun didn't expect the sword ruler's brow to expose the secret behind the jade wall's extermination, causing him to be caught unprepared. Facing Li Fengshu's malicious attack, he angrily rebuked, "Li Fengshu, how about it? This incident was caused by the Spirit Demon Realm and Zhen Wuyi was Thousand Army was your right-hand man. I'm afraid you will also be involved in this as well! "

"Yin Bao Scroll, don't slander us," Li Fengmei said in a flustered and exasperated tone as he hurried forward, "According to what you said, aren't you one of the masterminds behind the massacre of the Jade Wall and the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest?"

"…"

"Alright, everyone, stop this pointless debate," Hearing the crowd's argument, Li Dayuan was a little irritated and disgusted, "In today's battle between the two realms, although Shocking Cloud Altar was severely damaged and Master Xin Tan was severely injured, the Demon World has suffered heavy losses. Zhen Wuyi also died miserably, and the thousand soldiers of the two realms were severely injured, so do you still want to continue arguing like this?"

Ning An stage had experienced the entire incident and thought that the Demon World had plotted everything that happened. He felt extremely dissatisfied and didn't understand why his Master had endured it so many times. Thus, he coldly laughed and said with a stern voice, "So what? Is Qing Qiu Mountain a place for people to wantonly act as they please? This time, all of this was planned by the Demon World, and they must give an explanation to the Supreme Profound!"

"You have such arrogant words," Li Feng Sheng looked at his own demon horde which had lost more than half of their numbers, and even Zhen Wuyi was killed. The power of the entire Demon Realm had been severely damaged, and his face was fierce as he fiercely looked at Ning An, "Don't push me too far, my Demon Realm is not a greedy person who fears death, at worst, the two realms will fight each other to the death today!"

Seeing that the situation had tensed up once again, and worried that he would lose control again, he hurriedly advised, "Now that everyone is in a difficult mood, the main culprit behind this incident is the Thousand Army, now that the town is dead, the Thousand Army has fled from their crimes, the most important thing now is to find the Thousand Army, find out the true masterminds behind this matter, find out who the culprit behind this event, and clear the people who were wronged, and relieve the conflict between the people and demons so as to consolidate the relationship between the six realms."

It seemed like the ruler of the sword's words were impartial and fair, yet they quietly pushed away all the crimes of the Demon Realm provoking them and intentionally killing them. It seemed like the ruler of the sword's tongue was not something an ordinary person should do.

It was very quiet on the Heaven Shocking Cloud Altar. No one seemed to be able to think of a better strategy for the time being. In order to break the awkward and heavy atmosphere, as well as to quell the anger of the disciples of Taixuan as soon as possible, Li Juehuan's thick eyebrows twitched, his face was filled with a calm that hid his indecisiveness. He did not want this matter to cause the wind and clouds of the six realms to rise, and although there was no panic, it was still a dark current, and as long as it did not affect the overall situation of the six realms. If we miss this great opportunity to capture a thousand of them, I am afraid that there will be nothing left for you to regret. "

Li Tuohuan's words seemed to point the crowd in a direction of grief and indignation. Only then did the crowd notice that the thousand troops had already fled out of fear of their crimes. They could not allow the perpetrator of this murder to escape so easily.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind, mixed with a faint mournful cry, swept across his face and poured into his body. Yun Jiuchang felt a chill that penetrated to the bone, like a majestic, sorrowful song.

As an outsider to this incident, Yun Jiuchang had seen the whole thing clearly. In front of his eyes floated the vigorous figure of Qian Jun, his profound powers, his vicious moves, and, of course, the strangest look in his eyes. The thousand-man army that he fought with a year ago, although fierce, was very thick, although extreme, but also very common, although bloodthirsty but resolute, he was not an evil demon disciple who only knew how to fight, fight, and kill ruthlessly. When they looked at each other, he would always deliberately avoid it, as if he was avoiding it, but also as if he was deliberately hiding a secret, which always made people feel an indescribable unnaturalness.

Yun Jiu Tang's face was filled with worry, his mind was filled with doubts, his eyes flashed with a bright light, and under his deep eyelid, he could see the blood of a pure child.

At this point, there was no point in speaking any further. After a long silence, Wei Ling said, "I, Yin Bao Scroll, am unable to overpower everyone. Since the various world capitals have said it like this, when we take down the Thousand Army, the mastermind behind this will be exposed. At that time, we will definitely make it pay with blood!" His words were resolute and decisive, and his tone was tragic. It was like the sound of a bell ringing in everyone's ears, causing them to shiver slightly as they stood in the distance.

The crowd left in succession. Ten years had passed, yet in the few months since they had left the valley, she had actually not returned half a step back to the Immortal World. Even her own palace, Feng Lin Zhou, had not returned.

Gu Xueluo glanced for a brief moment before shifting her gaze elsewhere. Ever since ten years ago, when Li Ruohuan punished her to the Gut Cutting poison, her Immortal World had been dead. She no longer wanted to return to that cold, indifferent, emotionless, hot, sad, and sad Immortal World.

"Xue Luo, since you've already been out of the valley for a long time, if you finish what you need to do, then quickly return to Phoenix Qi Continent. There are still many things in the world that need you."

Gu Xueluo's eyes had been looking forward silently from the beginning till the end and hadn't turned to Li Jiu Huan in the slightest. Beneath her flower-like dimples, she couldn't conceal her deep hatred and regret, and her beauty was depressed. After a long while, she slowly looked at Li Juehuan, but her eyes, which were still clear and bright, made Li Juehuan feel an intense coldness. There was no blame, no hidden bitterness, and her tone was even so calm that it seemed like she was muttering to herself, as she coldly said, "Gu Xueluo hasn't appeared in the Immortal World for ten years, yet she's still as majestic as the Six Realms. "Since I've come out, I don't want to go back anymore …"

"You … I thought Broken Bowel Valley would change your personality, but I didn't expect that you still haven't changed at all after ten years. No matter what, the Immortal World is still your birthplace, what can't compare to Qing Qiu Mountain …"

Gu Xueluo remained silent as her jade-like face turned to another direction, no longer paying any attention to Li Feihua. Even though tears were already streaming down her face, her tears were forever left for the fifth hidden spirit. She did not want others to see her weak patience and helplessness.

Within the noisy courtyard, the various worlds had already left, leaving behind only the disciples of Supreme Mystery and the Shocking Cloud Altar. The setting sun was already setting in the mountains, and the shadows of people were scattered about. The afterglow of the setting sun was shining over the entire Cloud Altar, giving it a desolate look.

Although Foreign Dignitary Xin's face was a patch of gold, under that gold, it was as if he had turned yellow and was about to die. He stared blankly at Shen Jingyang beside him, his lips trembling slightly as if he was unable to use his full pronunciation. "Young Hero Shen, I have known you since you entered the Supreme Profound Capital at the age of six. Afterwards, when you entered the Supreme Splendor Altar, I also watched as you grew up step by step. When you took the initiative to take on the challenge of fighting in the Great Sea, you were not afraid of death, and you protected the justice of the six realms, this old man respects you from the bottom of his heart …"

As he spoke, Foreign Dignitary Xin violently coughed a few times as fresh blood gushed out from his mouth. His face became even paler. Yin Bao Scroll hurriedly squatted down, circulated inner strength between her fingers, and then fiercely struck her back a few times, sealing the spiritual altar, Divine Path, and Zhe Yang, as well as a few other important acupuncture points on her back. At this moment, guest official Xin slowly relaxed his breath, his eyes still fixed onto Shen Jingyang, constantly breathing heavily, "Young Hero Shen, today this old man knows that my life is coming to an end, there is no one left in the Cloud Shocking Altar, this old man has a treasure for guarding the altar, the Dark Hidden Bow, which has yet to be passed on to others. This Dark Concealed Bow is an Archaic Divine Weapon that no ordinary person can possess. This old man has the courage to take advantage of your valor, youth, and skill. I will pass on this Dark Concealed Bow to you … " Before he could finish his words, he violently coughed again.

"Dark Hidden Bow?"

"…"

Such a precious divine weapon of the Six Realms could only belong to its true owner. This was the reason why Guest Warrior Xin had kept this divine weapon for so many years without revealing it to the world. It was because there was no suitable candidate. But, could Shen Yushi control this godly bow? There were quite a few people with such doubts.

At this moment, Shen Jingyang felt his scalp tingling. He never expected that Foreign Dignitary Xin would pass down the Dark Bow to him. Ever since he was kicked out of Tai Hua Altar more than ten years ago, he had never thought to associate with these twelve altars again. Now that there were twelve pots of talents in four cities and twelve cities, how could he enjoy the Dark Bow? He originally wanted to reject the offer, but when faced with a request from a dead Altar Master, he was left speechless. He could only mutter: "Great Master Xin, this … What should I do? I'm afraid … Shen Jingyang couldn't afford it, so he failed to fulfill this request of the Altar Master. "

Don't you ever …" The second candidate is suitable. "Guest Warrior Xin waved his hand and coughed continuously," You must not have any psychological burdens. This was a decision I made after observing you for many years.

At this moment, Foreign Dignitary Xin's eyes were already glazed. He slowly moved away from Shen Jingyang's body to where the Yin Bao Scroll was. His eyes were full of pleading and hope. His lips could no longer move as he tightly held the Yin Bao Scroll's hand.

His eyes revealed a look of respect and reluctance as he said in a low voice, "Foreign Dignitary, I know what you mean. The Dark Concealment Bow is a great treasure used to hold the fort of the Cloudburst Altar. I will firmly support the one person you wish to teach it to. Furthermore, regardless of his character or ability, Shen Jingyang is a reputed Young Hero of the Qing Qiu Mountains. How could I object to passing the Dark Armored Hidden Bow to him? "

Yun Jiuchang, who was watching from the side, was deeply moved by what was happening before him. In his eyes, the four cities and twelve altars of the Qing Qiu Mountain were all stubborn and stubborn people. Today, after experiencing the Stunning Cloud Altar, he felt that the Qing Qiu Mountain of the human world seemed to have more feelings for it, and was more flesh and blood compared to other worlds.

Yun Jiuchang's eyes were blurry, he did not know if it was because of the haze of the setting sun or because of the flickering of his tears. He had never experienced such a strange feeling before, and it was as if his heart was moved by it, feeling pain, regret, and regret.

Could this be what the human world called heartbreaking pain?

Did everyone in the human world feel this way many times in their lives?

Yun Jiu Tang looked at Gu Xue Luo standing far away. Gu Xue Luo's figure was drawn very long in the setting sun. She stood alone in the afterglow, letting the wind blow her clothes up before slowly drying the tears on her face. The setting sun was beautiful, but in the setting sun, Gu Xueluo seemed unfathomable. She was unparalleled, reflecting the quiet beauty of Lonely Lock's autumn.

What sort of feelings did she have for the fifth spirit? Was it still the same feeling he had when he first saw Foreign Dignitary Xin, touching his heartstrings and sighing with regret? If not, what kind of magical and unforgettable experience would that be?

The setting sun and the evening breeze, the afterglow of the setting sun, the sunset glow in the sky, such a sad scene of parting! This was probably the most unforgettable, the most heartbroken and the most powerless scene in the hundreds of thousands of years of the Heaven Shocking Cloud Altar. Of course, it was the most lamentable one as well. However, because his hands were holding it too tightly, he could not loosen them. One held Shen Jingyang, while the other held the Yin Yang treasure scroll.

In the middle of the night, multicolored light dyed the sky red like blood. The sky was a rare scarlet color, and it was as if one was swallowing with admiration, as if one was crying. Occasionally, the cry of the Cyan Bird could be heard. It cried out blood, and its voice was low as it sobbed. The heaven and earth immediately emitted a sorrowful cry.

Shen Tianyang's face was ashen. There was not a single trace of emotion on his youthful face. However, deep within his eyes, there was a look of sorrow, reminiscence, passion, and loyalty. In his mind, he constantly recalled every single detail that Guest Warrior Xin had instructed him to do. From then on, no one would nag at him like this ever again.

The Yin Treasure Scroll slowly let go of Guest Warrior Xin's hand and slowly stood up. His body suddenly trembled and was about to fall to the ground. Fortunately, he managed to stabilize himself with the support of An Ran. He paced forward in a daze, looking at the wreckage of the Shocking Cloud Altar. Suddenly, he threw his head back and let out a long howl. "Why did such a calamity befall the Shocking Cloud Altar …"

The remaining disciples of the Shocking Cloud Altar started crying like the rain. Their sadness broke through the clouds, echoing throughout the entire Shocking Cloud Cliff.

"Master …" "Master … it's impossible for the Cloudburst Altar to not have you …"

Yun Jiuchang was also stained with emotion, tears had already begun to form in his eyes. However, his mind was quickly overtaken by logic. How could a thousand troops be so formidable? How could they be able to kill a lord like that? One year ago, when he fought with the Thousand Army, his skill was far below that of Foreign Dignitary Xin. Just what had he experienced in this year to be reborn like this?

In the blue sky, the cyan bird's mournful wails continued, as if it was awakening the souls of those who had already passed away.