"Someone come!"
The disciples outside rushed over and knelt on the ground, not daring to breathe.
The master has become more and more terrifying these days. He would punish his disciples privately if they disagreed with him. He suddenly missed the days when Master Qingyuan was here.
Lu Ming secretly made up his mind to leave Zixia Sect today while completing the mission and never come back.
"Have you heard any news?" Daohong had a gloomy face. Today, he was inexplicably anxious.
"Reporting to the Master, the disciple who went to inquire about the news hasn't returned yet!"
"What a bunch of useless bastards! You're going too! You must gather useful information within three days, or don't come back!"
Lu Ming was delighted, as this was the sentence he had been waiting for. However, he naturally did not dare to show it on his face, and then he left the sect happily.
Goodbye, Zixia Sect.
"Look, what's going on?"
The cultivators near Tianyun City suddenly felt the sky was gloomy. When they looked up, they were shocked to find that above them, there was an army of demons from all directions circling.
These dark demon armies, riding on flying magic tools or flying spirit beasts, gathered in the air.
What is going on?
Could it be that the demons are coming to attack the human race?
There was a black market near the sect, with many wandering cultivators setting up stalls there. The timid cultivators immediately packed up their stalls and fled, leaving the entire street in chaos. The remaining ones were some brave cultivators who stayed and watched the fun.
One of the cultivators, carrying a heavy sword, asked suspiciously, "Why are so many demons gathered here? They seem to be heading towards the Zixia Sect. Could it be that they want to capture our Tianyun City?"
"Then what are you waiting for? The demon tribe is coming in full force. Why don't you go and ask the city lord for help?"
And at this moment the City Lord’s Mansion.
The old man in yellow robe was sitting cross-legged on a cushion with his eyes closed, practicing, when he heard hurried footsteps. It turned out that the guards from the mansion were hurriedly coming in with a letter.
Ouyang Jing opened his eyes upon hearing the voice, "What's going on?"
The guard raised the letter in his hand and said, "Lord City Lord, someone has sent a letter!"
The moment Ouyang Jing opened the letter, the expression on his face changed unpredictably, which was very interesting.
The steward beside him couldn't help but say, "Lord City Lord, a large army of demons suddenly appeared above Zixia Sect. Should we unite with the other three major sects to drive those demons away?"
"No need, this is their own grudge, they can solve it themselves."
"But... those are all monsters." The housekeeper felt that this was inappropriate.
"But what? We can do this without sacrificing a single soldier, and still secure our position as the City Lord. Isn't that good?"
The City Lord's Mansions under the jurisdiction of the four major sects already had an awkward position. After the incident in Zixia Sect, their position had already been secured. Ouyang Jing was naturally happy to accept Qingyuan's suggestion.
After Daohong sent Lu Ming out to gather information, his uneasiness became even stronger. Daohong casually poured himself a glass of spirit wine.
A sword energy descended from the sky, and he quickly dodged, but the cup in his hand shattered, spilling wine all over his body.
Dao Hong's eagle eyes glared at the man holding the sword, "Old Qingyuan, you finally showed up. I thought you were going to be a coward and hide there forever."
Qingyuan was not angry at what he said. He stood in mid-air, showing his usual unfathomable expression and said: "Daohong, you have been sitting on the throne of the headmaster for some time. It is time to return it."
Two streams of sword energy exploded, and roars were heard in the hall. Two bodies overlapped with each other, and with the sound of an explosion, they retreated and stood aside.
The sudden sound of landing startled all the disciples, who all pointed their weapons at the center of the hall. When they saw Qingyuan's figure, they all opened their mouths in shock.
One of the voices blurted out at an inopportune moment: "Master?"
Daohong's expression immediately changed, and he looked at the disciple viciously.
The disciple next to him was frightened and whispered: "You are stupid. Don't forget that the current leader is Dao Hong Zhenjun. Do you think you want to recognize a herb as the leader?"
After hearing this, the disciple didn't dare to say anything more.
"Master, you walked so fast, and didn't you wait for us?" Ye Qingzhu and his group landed from the back of the flying spirit beast.
Among them was Leng Qingning. As soon as she landed, she felt a look of undisguised malice directed at her. That gaze belonged to Dao Hong.
"Very good, since you are all here, I will just catch you all in one fell swoop, so I don't have to go through all the trouble to find out your whereabouts."
"Come here, execute all these evildoers!"
After hearing the order, all the disciples drew their swords and surrounded the group inside and outside.
There were more than a thousand disciples in total. The leading disciple was elegant and looked at Leng Qingning with a complicated expression. This person was Luo Heng.
"Junior Sister Leng, this is a battle between the sect and the demon race. It has nothing to do with you. If you choose to withdraw now, it's still not too late."
Leng Qingning didn't feel anything when she saw the former male protagonist again.
"Thank you for your kindness, Senior Brother Luo, but the hatred between me and Cheng Mingxuan is very deep. Even if I don't join the demon clan camp, Dao Hong will not let me go."
Luo Heng didn't say anything more after hearing this. After all, Junior Sister Leng's experience was also related to him.
"Luo Heng, why bother reasoning with these monsters? Don't you want to find your master?"
After hearing Daohong's words, Luo Heng said no more.
"Master, the thieves are coming. Why didn't you call us earlier?" A loud voice sounded, and then more than a dozen figures flew in the air. These were the respected elders of Zixia Sect.
And nearby, there were many cultivators secretly observing the Zixia Sect's exciting civil war.
"Daohong, you don't really think we are not prepared at all?" Qingyuan clapped his hands, and saw a group of fiery red eagles flapping their wings and flying towards them from the east. These eagles flew in a very regular pattern, with flames overflowing from their feathers. Looking at their trajectories, it was clear that they were flying according to the arrangement of the formation.
Loud tiger roars were heard from the west, and a group of sturdy tiger monsters came rushing over. "The tiger tribe has come to support us."
"Snake tribe comes to support"
Accompanied by a series of cold hissing sounds, a dense swarm of snakes suddenly crawled on the ground and surrounded the entire hall.
"Oh my god, there are so many snakes, so disgusting!"
All the disciples were so disgusted when they saw the dense swarm of snakes that they could hardly hold their swords.
"The Jingyun Beast Tribe, come and help!" The Tiger Tribe, Snake Tribe and Jingyun Beast Tribe were all summoned by Yan Ci.
"Senior, we, the Fox Clan, are here to lend you a hand!"
The Fox King narrowed his eyes and Jing Cheng led the fox tribe to help.
For a time, the entire mountain was filled with strong demonic energy, and the monks hiding in the dark did not dare to act rashly.
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