Chapter 447 The Last Time

Amid the cries of the cranes, the figure rushed into the sect against the wind.

As soon as my feet touched the ground, a cloud of dust was raised.

The smile on Ye Xingzhou's face gradually froze.

Yantian Sect had not been cleaned for a long time and was covered with dust. Ye Xingzhou was the only one in the huge hall.

Wherever the divine consciousness passed, there was no one, only cranes and beasts remained.

The uneasy premonition he had felt at the beginning intensified, and Ye Xingzhou turned and ran towards the Law Enforcement Hall.

"Brother Shan, Brother Jiang, where are you?"

Ye Xingzhou called out again and again, but there was no response. In the end, he called out the man's name.

However, the Law Enforcement Hall was also empty.

Where have the Shanhuaijiang travelers gone? No one has seen them alive, and no one has seen their bodies dead.

Ye Xingzhou's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and his right eyelid was twitching faster than his heart.

The moment the blood flowed backwards, Ye Xingzhou ran towards Gongya without thinking.

Water Moon Mirror, and Water Moon Mirror.

All the people of Yantian Sect have been placed in Shuiyue Realm. Now that he has brought everyone's souls back, he will definitely be able to rescue them.

But his legs were getting heavier and heavier, Ye Xingzhou tightened his jaw and quickened his pace to reach Gongya.

The mountains are green and the cliffs are steep, birds and beasts are walking, the grass is long and ants are crawling, the moon is in the sky.

The Water Moon Mirror that had been placed on Gongya for countless years was now like a mirage in the water, nothing more.

disappeared.

In the huge Yantian Sect, Ye Xingzhou was the only living person who suddenly broke in.

Why, why?

He escaped from the Blood Moon Formation and brought back the Wooden Butterfly, but the members of the Yantian Sect were gone.

Ye Xingzhou looked up blankly, his body swaying as his gaze followed.

There was no one, really no one, and it was eerily quiet all around.

Ye Xingzhou lost his strength, and the joy he felt when running towards Yantian Sect disappeared completely at the very beginning.

His mind went blank for a moment, not knowing where to go. Ye Xingzhou stood there, feeling dizzy.

Where should he go to find someone? What should he do next?

Wave after wave of doubts surged onto the shore like a tide, and Ye Xingzhou's thoughts were in a mess.

Something pecked my arm, and my flesh hurt.

Ye Xingzhou turned his eyes with difficulty, and there was a bald crane beside him.

The bald crane stopped its long neck and turned its head back, indicating Ye Xingzhou to get on its back.

Ye Xingzhou climbed onto the crane's back and asked in a hoarse voice, "Everyone, where have you been?"

The crane ignored Ye Xingzhou's mumbling and flew out of the sect with the person on its back.

The clouds and fog floated past, but I no longer felt relaxed. It was as if a wall was built in my heart, making it difficult to breathe.

The crane placed Ye Xingzhou outside the sect gate, cried out once, and then flew back into the sect.

Maple leaves are rustling.

A leaf brushed across the bridge of my nose.

Everything proves that Ye Xingzhou has not found out the truth about Beidian City.

Even the situation is only vaguely understood.

Therefore, Ye Xingzhou retreated cowardly, as his selfish desire was to seek the protection and help of Yantian Sect.

Ye Xingzhou held the jade slip in his hand, his expression unclear.

After a long time, he moved and headed towards Xuanling Sect.

Yanhe.

Now Ye Xingzhou is going to find Yan He and ask people from other sects for help.

There is no one left in the Yantian Sect, and other members of the sect should know this.

Especially the Xuanling Sect, which usually loves to compete with the Yantian Sect, should not be so calm.

Did Yan He return to the sect, or is she still in the hands of the Demon Lord?

Ye Xingzhou hurried to Xuanling Sect, but it was already dusk.

The immortals came and went, riding their swords, and the scene was extremely lively.

There were people in Xuanling Sect, so Ye Xingzhou quickly walked up to the sect and went straight to the disciples guarding the sect.

"Senior Brother, I——"

Ye Xingzhou's words were silenced the moment the disciple looked up.

Sticky worms climb and are unusually active in the eyes.

Ye Xingzhou took a half step back and his eyes fell on another gatekeeper disciple.

Still the same eyes.

How could this be? The elders of each sect had already communicated with each other before, so why did the Immortal Eternal evolve so quickly?

Seeing that Ye Xingzhou hadn't spoken yet, the disciple took the initiative to ask, "What do you want to ask?"

Ye Xingzhou opened his mouth, and the sound almost squeezed out of his throat.

"I am a disciple of the Lingjian Peak of the Yantian Sect. I am here to find Yan He on the orders of the Immortal Venerable Wujian."

"Yan He?" the disciple was puzzled. "He took the disciples down the mountain to travel and hasn't returned yet."

"It's not Yan He. I haven't finished speaking yet. I'm looking for the Sect Leader."

After Ye Xingzhou's eyes fell on the open door, he showed his disciple token and changed his words in time.

Although Ye Xingzhou's words had flaws, the personal token could not be forged. After reporting it, the leader agreed.

In the end, Ye Xingzhou entered Xuanling Sect under the guidance of his disciples.

Ye Xingzhou's gaze swept over the people from Xuanling Sect one by one.

Every face and every person made Ye Xingzhou feel colder and colder.

Wherever you look, you see immortals.

These immortals, wearing human shells, talked and laughed, some practiced sword skills, everything was so normal.

"arrive."

The disciple leading the way stepped aside and said, "The master is in the study, fellow Daoist, please go in."

Ye Xingzhou's steps were hesitant.

He was afraid that once the door opened, he would see another pair of eyes occupied by Immortality.

The door slowly opened.

Ye Xingzhou's footsteps were so light that they were almost inaudible.

His eyes fell on the headmaster who was handling official business at Yu An's desk with his back to the door.

"Immortal Wujian is just an excuse." The head of the sect exposed Ye Xingzhou's lie without even looking up, "What do you want from me?"

Ye Xingzhou stared at the headmaster's lowered head, his eyes searching, but he couldn't see his face clearly from this angle.

Ye Xingzhou could only say, "Master, do you know that Yan Heling's team was killed by demonic cultivators outside Beidian City?"

Ye Xingzhou now had no intention of playing coy and spoke frankly.

The Xuanling Sect was full of immortals, and it felt like stirring up a hornet's nest, especially since the Sect Leader had his head down and his face couldn't be seen clearly.

Ye Xingzhou was not sure whether the leader had been replaced by Bumie.

Ye Xingzhou's straightforward words did not cause any fluctuation in the headmaster, the headmaster said.

"This morning, I went to check and their soul lamps were still lit."

"You are so rude, do you think I am better than you?"

The headmaster's voice was filled with a hint of displeasure, and all the pressure dissipated.

Ye Xingzhou clenched his knuckles and took two steps forward. "Master Hua, do you know that immortality can transform people?"

"This is a matter for the elders to handle. You don't need to worry about it."

Two steps away, closer to the desk.

The tip of the nose is filled with a faint bitter smell.

Ye Xingzhou's eyes fell on the rice paper, and as his pen and ink moved, a few lines of scribbled poetry appeared.

Ye Xingzhou's eyes flickered slightly.

"If a disciple says that all the people of Yantian Sect have disappeared, does Sect Leader Hua know about this?"

Sect Leader Hua paused, "What's the point of knowing or not knowing?"

"Of course you do."

"Demon Lord."

Ye Xingzhou uttered the last two words.

Bitter and salty, that is the smell of the Demon Lord. The Sect Leader Hua in front of him is played by the Demon Lord.

After this address, Sect Leader Hua raised his head. Facing Sect Leader Hua's face, his eyes were as calm as a still pond, and there was no sense of incongruity.

There was a muffled thunder in the sky.

The Demon Lord stared at Ye Xingzhou and slowly opened his lips.

"You think you're so smart."

"In fact, you are creating a dead end for yourself."

"That's incredibly stupid."

Time froze when the thunder struck, and everything around stopped moving.

Ye Xingzhou couldn't even blink.

The Demon Lord stood up and said, "One last time."

"If you make this mistake again, I will dig out your sphenoid bone myself."

A silk thread overflowed from the fingertips, traveled through the tendons and veins, and finally pierced into Ye Xingzhou's dantian.

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