said that it was a array, and the thing that Liu Qinghuan took out was more like a small green lotus leaf, and as soon as it was taken out, there was clear air, and the turbidity was suddenly cleared within a few zhang.

Empty and confused: "This is?"

"This is the key to the manipulation of the Purple Star Void Spirit Array. ”

"Purple Star Void Spirit Array?"

Liu Qinghuan played a trick, and the green lotus leaves glowed brightly, and the branch-like leaves emerged, and the fragrance of the lotus leaves was stronger.

"When I set up the eight sub-peaks, the patriarch of the sect, Wen Shizhen, once divided and refined a twelve-grade Purple Star Void Spirit Lotus into the Eight Peaks, and used this to lay down a large mountain protection array, which was the Purple Star Void Spirit Array. ”

Empty mouth stammered, incredulous: "How do you know?"

Then he was puzzled: "I don't seem to have seen this record in the scriptures inside the door, or was it laid down by the ancestor back then?" Then why didn't the door know the existence of this big array for so many years. ”

Liu Qinghuan couldn't explain this in a few words, and until now, he still couldn't figure out whether the Purple Star Void Spirit Array existed first, or if it was because he changed history and time after entering the Yin Yang Ruin Heaven.

"I'll talk to Senior Brother in detail when I go back, and now I'll start the big array first. ”

He looked into the distance, the hustle and bustle in the direction of Jiuxiao City was getting bigger, and the Demon Sect should have received the news, and reinforcements would arrive at any time.

The array disk in his hand slowly floated, and as the magic tricks hit it, the tender lotus leaves seemed to be gently blown by the wind, swaying gently, and layers of blue waves rippled in the sky above the entire Wenshi Sect, and the bloody qi that did not disperse was swept away.

The fog is entangled in the clouds, and the mountains and rivers are clear and the lotus heart.

Even if the nine dead souls are still there, they are not called filthy in the world.

In front of the Immortal Peak, the two sides of the fierce battle invariably stopped their hands and raised their heads in a daze.

Many disciples of the Wenshi Sect couldn't help but burst into tears when they saw Liu Qinghuan standing in the air.

Endure humiliation, weep and swallow blood.

The sorrow is painful, and the pain is unbearable.

But there will always be light, piercing the darkness and bringing hope!

The Mo Evil Peak, which had stood majestically in the Wenshi Sect for tens of thousands of years, suddenly burst out with a mighty sword intent, and the clouds and mist that had not dispersed on the peak dissipated for many years, and a brittle lotus handle phantom stood on the top of the mountain.

At the same time, several other sub-peaks also vibrated one after another, lotus petals, lotus seeds, and lotus pods appeared one by one, and then gathered in the middle, forming a purple lotus phantom with stacked petals and heavy stamens.

The lotus shadow swayed gently, and countless brilliant stars were sprinkled with it, and the sky seemed to suddenly crack open, and a huge pillar of light descended, spreading in all directions!

The entire Wenshi Sect returned to the protection of the Great Array of Light Curtains, and the scope was even wider than before, and the large area of the Wenshi Mountain Range on the periphery was also included.

All the monks on Yun Mengze's side were in good spirits, and before they could cheer, rain fell again, and the smell of plants and trees flourished.

"Ahh

He happily touched his chest, where a large hole had been opened, and the blood gushing out of it soaked half of his body, which had been the end of the crossbow, but now the hole was rapidly recovering, and the raindrops and even the fatigue of the long battle were swept away.

"Qinglin! This is Taizun's Qinglin technique!"

"We are saved, the sect is saved!"

Many disciples cried with joy, and even those Ziwei Sword Pavilion disciples who helped and some casual cultivators were full of joy.

On the other hand, it was the side of the Demon Sect, and the Qinglin sprinkled was like having eyes, but not a drop fell on them, and the only ones who were taken care of were those corpses and ghouls of the Yin Yang Sect.

Aoki's breath contains extremely rich vitality, which is a healing medicine for living beings, but it is highly poisonous for dead spirits.

In the shocked gaze of everyone, those corpses were poured by the rain, and their stiff bodies became pitted as if they had been immersed in boiling oil, and the pieces of flesh rotted, and in the blink of an eye, they were washed into a frame of white bones, and then the bones melted together.

With the loss of thousands of corpses, the pressure on the Wen Shi faction's side immediately decreased.

"Okay, great, the heavens will not die, my Wenshi faction!" empty Wu was greatly excited, but in a blink of an eye, seeing the scene of the destroyed front mountain, the disciples who were still fighting bloodily couldn't help but feel hatred and anger.

"Senior brother, open the Qiankun Pagoda and release all the disciples in the tower!"

On that day, seeing that the enemy was menacing, even the Mahayana monks had already appeared. In order to leave the last bit of fire, a group of the most talented disciples in the gate were sent to the Great Sumeru Qiankun Pagoda.

Liu Qinghuan nodded, put the small tower in his hand on the ground, the tower body quickly returned to its original state, and as soon as the door opened, a disciple immediately rushed out of the tower.

These disciples are old and young, and their cultivation is high and low, but each of them is superior and is an excellent cultivation seedling.

The leading Yuanying disciple only glanced around, and then saw Liu Qinghuan and Empty Wu, and knelt down with a bang and pleaded: "Taizun, don't send us away, even if you die, you have to die with your senior brothers and brothers, please allow us to fight!"

"Please allow us to fight!"

The disciples all pleaded with red eyes, and at this time, under the immortal peak, I don't know who suddenly shouted: "Swear to live and die with the sect!"

The words of magnificence and desolation, pride and fierceness instantly spread throughout the entire sect.

"Swear to live and die with the sect!"

"Kill, kill them all!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

A man would rather die in a fight, and An can fight timidly and survive!

For a time, there was a tsunami in the mountains of Mennei, and the shouts of killing shook the sky.

The soul of a sect is not whether anyone rushes to attach to it when the flowers are blooming, but the cohesion of the people of the sect when the catastrophe is coming.

The Wenshi School has been established for more than 50,000 years, and it can be passed down to this day, not only because of the Antao retreat during the Taiping period, but also because of the strong sense of belonging of the disciples to the sect and their enthusiasm.

The empty old man was relieved and shouted: "Okay, the disciples of each peak listen to the order, kill the enemy, and return my Wenshi faction to Qingjing!"

With that, he rushed out.

After a brief pause, the fighting was rekindled. However, the momentum of one side rose sharply, and the other side weakened, and those people from the Demon Sect also knew that it was not good, and began to flee in panic.

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help laughing: This old boy, no matter how high his cultivation is, he is still as fierce as fire, and I don't know who was still worried about the Mahayana monk on the side of the Demon Sect a moment ago.

Mahayana......

This is a tricky question, and if the other party arrives, I really dare not say whether they can withstand it.

"Good guy, there is you!" Yun Zheng neatly killed a Demon Sect Void Rank Cultivator, walked around to him, and sighed rarely: "Fortunately, you rushed back, otherwise we are afraid we won't last long." ”

Liu Qinghuan slapped his hands with him and said, "I haven't thanked you yet, your Sword Pavilion should have sent a lot of disciples to help this time." ”

Yun Zheng waved his hand disappreciatively and said, "Thank you, our four major sects, and even the entire Yun Mengze, are all one in the face of great tribulation. ”

"By the way, what's the situation on the Shaoyang Sect's side now?"

"It's hard...... You have also seen that the Yin Yang Sect and the Futu Demon Sect are both the top sects in the Wan Hu Realm, and this time they are pouring into the nest, and the plan is very big. The Shaoyang faction is on the side...... Alas, the people of the Hidden Immortal Sect have gone, and they should be able to resist for a while with the Great Sun Vast Heaven Burning Immortal Array, right?"

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but be silent, no matter how powerful the mountain protection array was, how long could it resist in the face of the Mahayana monks.

Yun Zheng said with a gloomy face: "No matter how bad it is, there is still a way for the Great Sun Haotian Burning Immortal Array to self-destruct, and the Shaoyang Sect can still die with those people of the Demon Sect." It's better to be broken than broken, and everyone doesn't want to live!"

Liu Qinghuan has always understood that Yun Zheng's temperament will be very intense at some times, and persuaded: "It doesn't end here, there is always a turnaround." Before I came back, I had already sent a letter to the Immortal League, and the agreement we had back then was still there, even if they were pretending to be deaf and dumb before, they would definitely not be able to continue pretending to be now. ”

"It's easy to say, do you know who the Mahayana is here this time, the Divine Fire True Monarch of the Futu Demon Sect. Yun Zheng said: "Since the other party is here, it is obviously imperative to win, Xianmeng?"

He wiped his face in frustration: "The Immortal Alliance is no longer credible, so you still have a countermeasure now, otherwise the entire Yunmengze will be in danger!"

Liu Qinghuan's eyes flashed slightly: "Yes, yes, it's ...... Alas, it depends on whether others buy my account or not. ”