The last time there were elders from the major sects who helped out, they were all slapped in the face by others. At this time, the elders of the various sects had already left.
"Whether my Saint Yuanzong can regain its former glory depends on Yelangzong, and we must not give up!" Yuan Daoling said loudly, with a look of absolute determination.
If the seniors of the sect hadn't attacked the Yelangzong thousands of years ago, or if there hadn't been such heavy casualties, Shengyuanzong might still have a chance to choose, but there are so many "ifs" in the world, and today's Shengyuanzong doesn't have any. choose!
If he is alive, he can still protect the safety of Sheng Yuanzong I. As long as he dies, Sheng Yuanzong will fall apart, or be swallowed up by those sects with feuds!
"But Gu Fenghua's strength is not weak, and it's even more so when a few people join forces" Another elder said anxiously.
"Don't say any more, I just underestimated the enemy before. This time, if they are wiser, it's okay to stop early. If they are still stubborn, I have my own countermeasures." Listening to them mentioning Gu Fenghua's name again and again, Yuan Yuan Dao Ling felt that his old face was hot, as if he had been slapped hard in the face several times, and he said through gritted teeth.
The majestic master of the Shengyuan Sect, a powerhouse of the eighth rank of the Emperor Sage, was injured by a few young girls and children, and finally had to retreat. Thinking about it is a shame, should he live if it is spread?
Even putting aside the rise and fall of Sheng Yuanzong, he must avenge his revenge, the sooner the better!
When he spoke, there was a strong murderous intent in his dark eyes.
The reason why Sheng Yuanzong had avoided the world for so many years and did not dare to stay half a step away from Luoxing Gorge was because he was worried that people would see through his details and bring about the disaster of destroying his family. And after thousands of years, he dared to lead the sect to return to the Wuji Holy Heaven, and he had his own reliance, which was not just as simple as being an eighth-rank emperor saint.
Before the attack, he really underestimated the enemy, and underestimated Gu Fenghua and the others. Although he was not seriously injured by the opponent's joint sword, but he was not fully sure to use his trump card, so he walked away without hatred.
But this time he made a comeback, his injury has healed, and he no longer has any scruples. Gu Fenghua and others know the fun best, if they don't know the fun, once his trump card is used, they will definitely die without a place to bury them, and make them regret it!
After finishing speaking, he ignored everyone, with a dark face, and took the lead in flying towards the direction of Dust Star Sect.
Although a group of disciples of Shengyuanzong were worried, shocked and afraid, but seeing that the suzerain had made up their minds, they could only fly to follow.
As night fell, Dust Star Sect was peaceful.
No one knows what happened in that deep courtyard, but seeing the two sect masters of the Yelang Sect, the Dust Star Sect and a group of other strong men sitting cross-legged, guarding the gate of the small courtyard, the disciples of the two sects felt a little ominous premonition. Afraid of offending the Sovereign Lord, no one dared to speak loudly, no one even dared to discuss in a low voice.
In the dead silence, the atmosphere of the entire sect was extremely heavy, as if a storm was about to come, and dark clouds shrouded it.
The ancient ancestral hall is solemn and serene.
The stone bricks below, the dome above, and every stone wall around are engraved with runes, exuding faint mysterious light patterns.
In the meantime, everything in front of you becomes so unreal, as if you have entered another world, another time and space¡ªa nearly static time and space. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com