Dangdang!

The bell rang, and the order for the South China Sea Sword Sect to assemble arrived.

Su Muyang looked in the direction of the sect, and then at the direction of Jian Yuan, looking anxious, "Why hasn't Zhou Lin come out yet?" ”

On the side, Lin Zimo showed a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, and then disappeared, and then his face sank, and he said solemnly: "Hall Master, the sect has summoned, and the time has come to encircle and suppress Milian Mountain and Blood God Valley." ”

"Yes, hall master, it's just a waste of time for us to wait here."

There were disciples beside him who echoed, and the other disciples were all in high spirits.

Although Yang He was worried about Zhou Lin's safety, before the family's great enemy, he still wanted to rush to the front line immediately to kill the enemy to take revenge.

Su Muyang stomped his feet, his expression showed a hint of struggle, he suddenly turned around, and roared: "All disciples listen to the order, immediately return to the sect, and join the battle!" ”

Lin Zimo was caught in the crowd, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said in his heart: "Zhou Lin, you still couldn't come out in the end, it's a pity, I can't defeat you in person!" ”

Su Muyang took a deep look at Jian Yuan and turned around.

Zhou Lin, it's not that I don't want to wait for you, it's that the sect can't wait for you anymore.

When they rushed back to the sect, all the disciples of the South China Sea Sword Sect had already gathered.

In front of Zongmen Square, all white swordsmen in uniforms, carrying long swords, and thousands of people,

Su Muyang stepped forward and said loudly: "The disciples of the forbidden land of the sect have returned, please return to the team!" ”

On the high platform, Mu Qing's expression was solemn, he glanced at it, but he didn't find Zhou Lin's figure, he couldn't help but take a deep look at Su Muyang, and forcibly pressed down the worry in his heart.

The head Zheng Xinglong nodded, "The Black Corpse Tragedy, my South China Sea Sword Sect lost three hundred and twenty-six disciples, and I have never suffered such a big loss in the thousands of years since the establishment of my Sword Sect. This is the shame of my sect! There are 1,560 disciples in the entire sect, except for the 360 who left behind to open the sect array, the rest are all with the Supreme Elder to conquer Milian Mountain and Blood God Valley to avenge the dead disciples of my Sword Sect! ”

"Revenge!"

"Revenge!"

"Revenge!"

The roar was louder and louder.

Yang He's eyes were red, his family had suffered heavy losses, and this time, he must avenge his family.

The blood of loved ones cannot be shed in vain, and hatred can only be washed away with the blood of enemies.

The entire South China Sea Sword Sect was united at this moment, like an out-of-body sword, containing an astonishing killing intent.

Mu Qing stepped forward and whispered to Zheng Xinglong: "The sect will be handed over to you, and when I leave, I will immediately open the sect array." ”

"Yes, Uncle Shi!"

Zheng Xinglong took a step back.

Mu Qing Huo Ran turned around, and his momentum rose to the sky.

"The evil demon is crooked, everyone will be punished, kill my Sword Sect disciple, this revenge will be avenged! The old man has already united with the eighteen sects of the South China Sea to strike together, first destroying the Blood God Valley, and then destroying the Milian Mountain! ”

"All the disciples of the South China Sea Sword Sect listen to the order and go!"

A sword light rushed to the sky, and Mu Qing took the lead in rushing out.

Behind him, thousands of sword lights flew in the air.

The Imperial Sword Technique is a swordsmanship that the disciples of the South China Sea Sword Sect must learn, and it suddenly erupted at this moment, like fireworks blooming, and thousands of sword lights complement each other, wandering in the sky.

The sword light was panicked like a peacock opening the screen, stirring the aura of heaven and earth to fluctuate violently.

Seeing the sword light go away, Zheng Xinglong Huo Ran turned around and waved his big hand: "Open the sect formation!" Muyang, come with me. ”

"Yes!"

The remaining three hundred or so old men left by the sect, or those who were not strong in battle, quickly stood up.

Buzz!

The entire South China Sea Sword Sect trembled.

Beyond the mountain peak, the clouds were steaming, thousands of sword clouds were pouring out, the wind was blowing, and the South China Sea Sword Sect seemed to have completely disappeared, and outsiders could no longer find it.

In the main peak hall, Zheng Xinglong motioned for Su Muyang to sit down, "Muyang, what is the gain of the sect's forbidden land this time?" ”

Su Muyang handed over a classic book and said, "The head disciple Lin Zimo has obtained a new stunt "Yunxi Finger". ”

"Yunxi refers to? Zimo, this kid is still good. ”

Zheng Xinglong nodded, with a satisfied expression on his face.

"Another ....."

Su Muyang's expression was entangled, and he wanted to speak a little.

"Huh? What else? ”

Zheng Xinglong looked sideways.

Su Muyang raised his head, "Zhou Lin didn't come out." ”

"What?"

Zheng Xinglong's eyes were shocked, and Huo Ran turned around, "How could he not come out?" ”

The two looked at each other, and Su Muyang lowered his head, "The bell of the assembly has already sounded, and as a last resort, I will come back with the others first." ”

"How can you do that? He is a closed disciple of Uncle Mu, and you don't know it! How do you say I will explain to Uncle Mu when the time comes? ”

Zheng Xinglong's face was angry, and he spun around anxiously in place.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn, and neither of them spoke.

Su Muyang said with relief: "The sect is forbidden land...... The opportunities are endless, maybe he has a big chance..... Maybe. ”

Once the sect forbidden land is closed, it will be extremely difficult to come out, and it is estimated that he is not confident in himself.

Zheng Xinglong had a big head for a while, others didn't know Zhou Lin's potential, how could he not know?

The disciple that Uncle Mu Qing valued so much was actually trapped in the forbidden land of the sect, and I am afraid that the consequences would be unpredictable.

After thinking about it for a long time, he made a decision, "In this way, from today on, I will be stationed outside the forbidden place of the sect, and use my own cultivation as the support of the forbidden place to open up a gap. Others need to maintain the sect's formation and can't pull away, Mu Yang, it's hard for you these days, go to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion to check the remaining rare and lonely books, see if the sect's predecessors have similar responses, and also, go to the sect's forbidden place to find all the materials to open again, and when it is a last resort, even if you have all the sect's resources, you must save Zhou Lin. ”

"There you go!"

Su Muyang was shocked in his heart, the head of the family really worked hard for this Zhou Lin, he was so important?

In his heart, his cognition of Zhou Lin was once again raised to a higher level.

"Yes!"

With a shout, he turned and hurried away.

Zheng Xinglong sighed, "Uncle Shi, there's only so much that my nephew can do." ”

The South China Sea region is turbulent.

Mu Qing united the eighteen sects this time, how many qi refiner families were behind it, and wave after wave of qi refiners began to rush towards the Black Corpse Mountain Range.

With such a large-scale conquest, all parties naturally got the news long ago, and various operations had already been in full swing.

Nanhai City, which is closest to the Black Corpse Mountain Range, has become a focus of the intertwining of forces from all sides.

If the Eighteen Sect Coalition forces want to go further, they must pass through Nanhai City.

If the forces of Milian Mountain and Blood God Valley want to fight back, they also need to block Nanhai City.

For a time, Nanhai City was full of people, busy with traffic, and people came and went every day, but it was more lively and complicated than before.

Various forces intertwined, and the struggle intensified.

On the second floor of a teahouse, there were three or five people sitting by the window, and one of them, a handsome and thin young man, lowered his voice and said: "The situation in the South China Sea is getting more and more chaotic, my lord, we are here to come to the right place this time." ”

"Silence! Feng Wu, when you are outside, don't call me my lord! ”

"Yes, Auntie!"