Several holy spirits froze at the same time, and there were still many holy heads, brothers and elders. This time, Luo Xuanshan suffered a semi-destructive blow, which damaged a large number of elite brothers and elders. Even the first heads of individual tribes were killed by several people.
This price is accepted by the law, even if more than 100 black assassins are killed.
At this time, the elder who buried the sword looked rather ugly and suddenly said, "According to my judgment, these evil experts are fake then experts!"
It is said that the holy spirit of Haoyue is cold and extremely fake. She has also heard of an sorcery and a cruel method in the multi-magic way, which will forcibly stimulate the monk’s potential for a short time and forge a group of dead people in the realm of Yuanying and then at any cost!
However, this method also has a fatal weakness, that is, this group of monks, Shou Yuan, will be seriously damaged, and for a few days, once the time limit is exceeded, most of them will explode and die, or their bodies will dry up and die, and so on. It is difficult to describe in detail several kinds of tragedies.
To the pseudo-Jin Dandi Haoyue, the Holy Spirit was speechless for a while, but he didn’t know what to say.
"That’s all! Life and death are unpredictable when you fall into the rift. I will report to the door master and discuss it again. "
Seeing Luo Xuanshan burying his sword in such a terrible situation, the elder felt sorry to send out two powerful true yuan to break into the two Buddha bodies. The two Buddha bodies have already been helped by my brother to recover as soon as possible.
Then the elder buried the sword, seven swords, and a roll of Qi Fei’s big sleeve rolled up the Chinese cloud cold and left in a hurry, which seemed preoccupied.
Looking at a piece of broken residual limb incense cloud, recalling the last shocking blow from landing, there was a burst of sadness and bitterness in my heart. The memories of the past alternately overlapped and presented her wet eyes, which made her cry and turned into a tearful person.
Cuizhu sent several people to comfort before they wanted to, but they didn’t know what to say.
In this battle, the elite brothers of Boluoxuan Mountain Department failed to participate except those who failed to take part in the training. Almost all the experts at the Saint level were involved, and the casualties were also heavy.
Fortunately, all the people present at this time, including the two elders Aoki, were injured and there was no death.
It was fortunate, but the disappearance of Lu made the Cuizhu Sect depressed. After all, everyone attached great importance to this younger brother Lu.
At this time, Aoki’s whole face is haggard, not only because the real yuan is exhausted, but also because he looks much older, as if after decades, it is obviously due to separation.
Chapter 29 Many Doubts
Noticing the bright moon on the face of Aoki, the Holy Spirit consoled him, "Holy One, don’t worry. Although this crack may be dangerous, the other end of the crack will inevitably heal. There is still a chance to escape at that moment."
Aoki Buddha smiled sadly and shook his head. "What if I escape? That blow almost tore a passage through, and I don’t know where it fell. Isn’t it a smash? "
The bright moon, the holy spirit, sighs that what the Aoki Sage said is indeed the greatest possibility.
That blow is extremely destructive, and the sword array and the precipice blood evil spirit technique are very different from each other. They either fall from the cracks or die in the sea of blood or are swallowed up by the explosive force.
At the top of Luoxuan Mountain, everything seems complicated. Several holy spirits guide my brothers to return to each peak to heal.
Cui Xuanfeng also suffered a lot this time. Many brothers of Cangshan Cyclone Sect were killed, which made Jinshi Shengzun Lingfeng Shengzun lament again and again, but it was also acceptable.
The figures of various factions gradually separated, and the top of Luoxuan Mountain returned to peace again. How long can this peace last?
After another period of time, Luo Xuanshan was immersed in loneliness like a sleeping giant at this moment.
At night, it’s this night. It’s a little dark at Taikoomen.
The night is quiet, the mountains are swaying, the bamboo is shining, and everything in the past is still a little dim.
Sitting alone with fragrant clouds outside a small bamboo building is more lonely than dancing in the breeze, and the faint bamboo can’t arouse her a little mood.
The beauty in front of the bamboo building is accompanied by people.
"The tears on the green bamboo branches send acacia little by little!"
Xiangyun holds a bamboo in her hand, and her eyes are full of tears. It is natural to be suspicious of the person she misses.
The two men once made an appointment to join hands with the immortal congress to compete for a good ranking. Now there is still a year to go before the immortal congress, which makes Xiangyun’s heart waver.
Wow, a light sound immediately broke this moment of silence, pulling Xiangyun back from the past to reality, and looking at the bamboo house, one person has left some memories.
The lotus fairy has been hidden by the mysterious fairy array, and the roots of outsiders can be found. Although Xiangyun is worried in her heart, she is also able to learn.
"Brother Lu, is that you?"
Xiangyun asked, looking at the bamboo forest seems to be the direction of the light ring.
"Xiangyun pool, you are so bitter-"
A male voice is abundant in the afterlife, beautiful as jade, and extraordinary. It is the twelfth brother Ye Guhong.
"Brother, you’re here-"
Xiangyun sounds very haggard and weak.
"School sister, why are you so weak? When Lu left Taikoo Men already knew about this, there would be Taikoo Men experts coming to find out that Brother Lu would be fine and you would be anxious? "
Ye Guhong tone comforted that he was also worried that he would naturally go to the bamboo house, but the last hope was still falling.
"Hey, brother, let’s go home separately. The Holy Spirit will call a meeting, and maybe we will have a chance to attend."
Xiang Yun Yin Dong Shen Yan never put off till tomorrow what you can go Ye Guhong one leng is nai shook his head and then left.
At the same time, there were many different opinions in Cuihua Hall.
Heaven and the Holy Spirit of Science, three holy deities gathered in Cuihua Temple to discuss some things, and the scene was relatively fierce.
Look at the scene. There seems to be some dispute between the Lingfeng Holy Spirit and the Jinshi Holy Spirit. The topic of silence for the time being is about the enemy attack at this technical conference.
Aoki’s personality is slightly calm, and he explained that "the Golden Stone Sage doesn’t have to be impatient. Taikoo has its own conclusion, and we are limited by our status, even if we know the situation."
Ling Feng Sheng Zun went on to say, "Aoki is right. It is quite strange. Obviously, it has not happened for hundreds of years. If we investigate deeply, it will inevitably involve many secrets. Is this what we can control?"
The Golden Stone Sage didn’t say a word. The Cangshan Sect lost a lot of brothers and wounded people, and the Golden Stone Sage was very heartbroken. However, the senior officials of Taikoo Gate didn’t give the news at the first time, which made him look grumpy and abnormal. Even the Holy Spirit of Heaven and Science had no mouth for the time being. I hope he can temporarily get rid of this resentment.
Seeing that the emotions of several holy deities have been temporarily controlled, the holy spirit of Haotian sank, "There are quite a few doubts about this technical meeting, and I am deeply puzzled."
Aoki Buddha asked, "If the Holy Spirit has doubts, please say that the Cuixuan Peak has suffered a great loss and must not let go of clues."