"Uncle Mo, do you still remember me? I am Mo Huaisheng, the fifteenth generation patriarch of the Mo family. When I was a child, you taught me how to practice." The crowd gradually approached, and the head of the Chang family asked tentatively.
"Wan Kaiyu, the eighth generation patriarch of the Wan family, greets the great uncle." The head of the Wan family also tried to salute.
However, the two old men in the opposite crowd seemed to have heard nothing and had no reaction.
Seeing this, everyone's heart tightened.
"Don't shout, they have been refined into puppets, their spiritual wisdom has been lost, and at most only a trace of clarity remains." Gu Qingxi also rushed over at this time, took a close look at the group of people, and said in a deep voice.
In this group of people, she also saw several familiar figures.
Xie Ziyang, a registered disciple of Qingyuan Tianjun, a famous genius in ancient times.
Xue Zhan, a descendant of the ancient Xue family, a powerful person second only to the ten great Tianjuns.
Ji Shulou, a disciple of the Yutian Divine Sect, one of the nine ancient sects, is also the only heir who survived after the sect was destroyed. He is the only one in the world with the Yutian Divine Sword.
And the unusually tall and majestic man, and the dignified and beautiful woman beside him, aren't they the parents of Xiao Zhuyan?
In the previous life, Gu Qingxi saw them fall to the sky with her own eyes, and thought they were no longer alive, but later when she saw Xiao Zhuya, who was regarded as the beast of the Demon Medical Alliance, she knew that their spirit was still alive.
But she didn't expect that they had fallen into the hands of the Divine Palace.
By the way, there is another middle-aged man and woman, who look seven points similar to Xiao Yutang. If I guessed correctly, they should be his parents who went to Juefeng Tianqian in his early years and have never heard from him since then.
His eyes quickly passed by Xiao Yutang's parents, and Gu Qingxi saw three familiar figures in the crowd, who were Yuan Mengyin, Yuan Mengyao and Di Feixue.
It turned out that they also fell into the hands of the Divine Palace, and like Xiao Zhuyan's parents, as well as Xue Zhan, Ji Shulou, Xie Ziyang and others, they were refined into puppets.
"I didn't expect the Divine Palace to be so cruel. My Giant Sword Sect is irreconcilable with him!" Looking at the tall old
man , carrying a giant sword, and with the same empty eyes, Li Sujun gritted his teeth and said.
"We must eradicate the Divine Palace and avenge our ancestors!" The others also shouted in grief and anger.
While they were indignant, the crowd on the opposite side had already drawn their swords at the same time.
The powerful monster beasts who had transformed into human forms like Xiao Zhuya's parents showed their true bodies and roared to the sky.
Although they were refined into puppets, their cultivation was greatly affected and their strength was not as good as before. But as a former genius or a generation of strong men, they were not weaker than ordinary Mahayana cultivators.
Among all the people, probably only the Yuan sisters and Di Feixue who had just come to Tianyuan Continent were exceptions.
Wenren Lanxing and others were startled and calmed down.
Even though they had the upper hand against the beasts, it was only a matter of time before they were wiped out.
But everyone knew that this was mainly due to the pressure from the prehistoric beasts or the ancient dragons of Mo Tianchen, Chu Yunxian, and Ji Wuhen, the innate magical powers of Gu Qingxi's other brothers, and the assistance of the Demon Emperor and others.
Facing the elders of each family who were refined in puppets, as well as the former ancient strongmen, this kind of pressure would be difficult to work, and the innate magical powers might not be effective. The Demon Emperor had already retreated to one side with his people at this moment. Obviously, the help just now was the maximum help the Demon Emperor could give. Now he planned to stand by and watch.
Next, it was no longer a question of whether the cultivators could take revenge, but whether they could save their lives.
Sure enough, it was just as they expected.
The blood pressure of Mo Tianchen, Chu Yunxian, and Ji Wuhen, and the innate magical powers of An Qingyuan, Long Qianli and others, did not have much impact on the group of former geniuses.
"Boom!" As the long swords in their hands
slashed down at the same time, as the King and his wife of Zhuyan punched out four times, a big hole was broken in the space crack that was originally sealed tightly, and countless cracks appeared in the invisible forbidden barrier.
In the barrier, two haggard figures slowly emerged on both sides of the palace, both of which were shaky.
"Guiyun, Qingyang!" Seeing the two familiar faces, Gu Qingxi's heart was broken.
The two middle-aged men with ashen faces and only the last trace of spiritual power left were her fifth disciple Luo Guiyun and sixth disciple Duan Qingyang.
"Master, I'm sorry, we have tried our best!" The two tried hard to stabilize their bodies, but in the end, their feet softened and they knelt on one knee.
Looking at Gu Qingxi from afar, the two burst into tears.
"You have done very well, hold on a little longer, I will save you back." Gu Qingxi's voice was choked, and the corners of her eyes were wet. She
suddenly drew out her long sword, and she and Ye Wuchen rushed towards the figure in front of the palace.
Luo Guiyun and Duan Qingyang were already on the verge of exhaustion, and it was obvious that they could not hold on any longer. The forbidden barrier could not last long.
The only way to change the situation and win a glimmer of hope was to kill the Lord of God!
Whether it was the beasts or the geniuses who were turned into puppets, they were all controlled by him. As long as he died, the world would be at peace.
How could the Lord of God not see the intentions of the two? With a thought, the group of puppets of the strong men had already blocked them.
With a roar, Zhu Yan and his wife punched their former best friends.
Xie Ziyang, Xue Zhan and others roared loudly, and slashed at the two Heavenly Lords who they once admired and admired the most.
The huge fist shadow and the sword light intersected, forming a mighty power that destroyed the world.
Seven Swords of the Falling Sky!
Thousand Illusion Sword Heart!
Gu Qingxi and Ye Wuchen did not hesitate and used their strongest
sword skills.
"Boom!" A light that was a hundred times brighter than the sun at noon suddenly burst out.
"Little disciple."
"Junior sister."
"Qingxi." "Gu
Daoyou."
"Senior Gu."
The shouts rang out, and everyone's face changed drastically.
There were hundreds of talented masters in the Mahayana realm. Even if Gu Qingxi and the young man whom Mu Qingyun called the Venerable were strong, how could they withstand their joint attack?
It's a long story, but in fact, everything happened in an instant.
Soon, the dazzling light disappeared, and the safe and sound figures of Gu Qingxi and Ye Wuchen appeared before their eyes again.
However, there were more than just the two of them. At the same time, there appeared an old man with a majestic face, three handsome men with extraordinary bearing, and a woman with a charming face.
It was Gu Qingxi's eldest disciple, Ling Hanyu, the master of Wuji Immortal Palace, the second disciple, Zhong Li Cang, the Emperor of Donghua, the third disciple, Zhuo Moying, the first generation of weapon heavenly monarch, the sixth disciple, Qu Feixuan, the master of Nanjiang, and the seventh disciple, Bai Muye, the master of Qianshan Snow Palace.
In the air, there was also a phoenix flying high, spitting out a fire containing the fire of Nirvana.
A half-grown boy was burning with magic flames all over his body, guarding on the left side of Gu Qingxi, and a beautiful little girl stood on her right side, with vines growing in front of her, forming a barrier with infinite vitality. Behind
her and Ye Wuchen, a black magic dragon and a green dragon were entrenched, each spewing dragon breath and condensing two dragon scale shields.
Bai Ze and the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox also revealed their true forms. The former was radiant with divine light, using his innate magical powers to restore the lost spiritual power of his companions.
The latter shook his fox tail, emitting fantastic light patterns, helping his companions to concentrate their lost spiritual consciousness.
Seeing this scene, Mo Tianchen and the others finally felt relieved.
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