At the top of the blood red mountain, the disciples and the patriarch wandering there looked at the sky helplessly, and their eyes were confused... A good demon subduing meeting was originally intended to take this opportunity to arouse the hatred of the world's martial arts practitioners against the demon family and boil the anger in the hearts of the martial arts practitioners. They never worked together to resist the demon family army outside the blood light sect!
Never thought, because of a figure, everything has changed!
If the enemy of that earth shaking blow is not a human warrior, but the enemy's demon army, is there any suspense about the confrontation that affects the whole sect?
People are always so strange! It's clear that foreign enemies have invaded and have strong power, but they still want the same party to fight against differences. No matter how urgent the war situation is... It seems that it's really necessary to settle in first. Now that the sectarian land is fragmented, can it really be stable in this place?
Before Wu Zifeng returned from the endless sea, several cases fought on their own. Now it's not easy to rule out their own opinions, gather together and break up again... What's left except a plate of scattered sand?
Almost as soon as Zifeng left the front foot, the rear feet of several previously entrenched in Xueguang sect withdrew... The previous several had jointly invited the four palaces to resist the enemy, which was undoubtedly pushed away, shelved and did not respond. If the news that Wei Liangxin would kill the Wu family this time had not been revealed, would someone still appear in the misty palace?
Even if it appears, who ever asked about the disputes and sufferings in the sectarian land? All his attention is only focused on the Wu family!
The high ones hang high and don't ask about the world. Why should they fight for the so-called glory?
It's never a matter of two people in the world. When ordinary people are high in the eyes and are still calm and indifferent when things are urgent, it's inevitable that people's hearts will wither... At this time, several sects are not tide makers in the world. They can call for universal response, set off a wave of sectarian land and lead people to eradicate the demon clan... They are not, At least it can be shown in the matter of xueguangzong. Instead of being consumed by tens of millions of demon families without fighting spirit, it's better to step back and wait for a roar in the clear sky and the world moves at the moment of hearing the wind.
All this, as lebuto had asserted before, xueguangzong would be occupied within three days without a single soldier!
At the moment, dressed in a blood red robe, lebuto stood on the top of the blood red mountain and looked at the southeast, his whole mind widened a bit.
In his eyes, the heart of the sectarian land and the prosperous Zhongzhou were completely exposed in his sight!
"Report! Lord devil, a blood pool was found in the blood light sect! " While lebuto was meditating, a middle-aged man in armor came to inform him.
At the same time, Zifeng, led by Lian Yangnan, walked towards the top of Mount Fu and the empty door.
Shaoqing, standing in front of a door that only allows one person to pass, the color is slightly dim and the shape is strange.
"Lord, this is the Vientiane gate of Fuzong. Only the Lord of Fuzong is qualified to enter!" Speaking of this, Dangcun's eyes are a little intoxicated. Looking at the Vientiane gate that still exists in the wind and sun for thousands of years, the color of longing in his heart is reflected in his words.
What's behind this door? No one knows that Fu zongzong masters of all dynasties did not mention anything after they came out, as if there was a big secret involved.
He nodded, and Zifeng was about to push the door in. He didn't want to see that when his right hand touched the door, the door in front of him seemed to be just a virtual shadow, and his arm penetrated directly, without any real feeling.
Zifeng couldn't help standing in his place and looked at the door in front of him again.
Knowing the sea, Xiaoguang stood up and had a lot of doubts in his eyes. It is certain that the door in front of us will not be a void image, otherwise Zifeng's arm should disappear, rather than directly penetrate... After Zifeng's arm penetrated, dark lines on the door slowly swam, and the spirit gathered here for a time... After a while, The Vientiane door was occupied by colorful colors, the light flowed, the whole door became colorful, and a place similar to the key hole appeared.
The left and right Lian Yangnan just looked at it quietly and didn't mean to explain at all.
There are two key holes. One is a dent. The dent is not big or small, just enough to place a talisman. But another place is a little strange. It should be a sword like object... Zifeng couldn't help looking at the two people behind him.
This hope was dangerous, but he was really helpless and shook his head. "Lord, did you not open the wooden box we gave you at the beginning?"
When Zifeng first went to the library, when he left, Lian Yangnan gave Zifeng a wooden box and told him not to open it at will before the crisis. It seems that it has been so long. Hasn't Zifeng really seen it?
When he said this, Zifeng suddenly searched in the spirit virtual chain for a while before taking out an ancient wooden box.
Seeing the intact sealing mud above, even Yangnan could only laugh twice... No wonder Zifeng couldn't remember so many things in the spirit virtual chain. If Lian Yangnan knew that he was besieging several people in Kunlun Mountain and blackmailed two volumes of ground level skills, Zifeng still quietly placed in the spirit virtual chain and still didn't practice, I don't know how they would feel again.
The wooden box was slowly opened, but there was a pocket short sword lying inside. The sword body was dark and even uneven, but a trace of spiritual power leaked out... Seeing the doubt in Zifeng's eyes, he stepped forward and looked at the short sword in the box with envy, "this is the spirit sword! You can place your trust in the sea of knowledge and become a spiritual master. Now you can try... "
Zifeng pulled out several spiritual forces with dubious, and then wound it around the short sword.
Lian Yangnan stretched his neck and looked at the short sword attentively... Unexpectedly, the next moment, a cry of sadness came from the short sword. The short sword broke up and dissipated in the world.
"Well, how could this happen?" He grabbed the wooden box in Zifeng's hand and screamed... Without this short sword, he can't enter the Vientiane gate. What can I do?
Just when they were discouraged, Zifeng joked, "I happen to have a sword here. Do you want to try it?"