Before the big event, it seems that time has to flow a little slower.

He Miaomiao only felt that the days were extremely long, and the dark tide was surging in her heart. The mountain rain was about to come and the wind was full of buildings, and at noon in the dining hall, she noticed that the sect was quite calm before the storm.

The Great Array of Protectors has been activated, and the disciples don't know the reason but everyone is in danger, and even discussing with each other is carefully transmitting, and they don't know what they are afraid of alarming.

She knew that outside, as Yu Yuanzheng said, there must be a casual cultivator who came to the door to make trouble.

The Heshan faction colluded with evil cultivators, and thousands of scattered cultivators were sacrificed to bloodstone, once such news spreads, it will be like a hot oil pot with water droplets.

Most of them are selfish, and if they don't commit a crime on themselves, they will never come out easily. However, if there is a strong force that is not good for the entire group of casual cultivators, everyone will never give up easily.

Ten or eight scattered cultivators may be inconspicuous, but if the scattered cultivators of the entire Lingnan Mountain Range are united and twisted into a rope, even if it is the three elders of the Heshan Sect, they will have to avoid their edge.

The Heshan faction did something evil that provoked the entire immortal cultivation world, and the scattered cultivators would definitely be the same enemy.

If they are bullied and do not fight back, who knows what the Heshan faction will do to harm the scattered cultivators? Who dares to guarantee that it will not be themselves who will be plotted next time?

They will come to fight for the thousands of dead souls, not for revenge, but to preserve their dignity as monks!

Even if they are weak on weekdays and are despised by sect disciples and monks with a teacher's lineage, it doesn't mean that they can really be trampled on at will!

What's more, the weakness is only due to the fact that they are in separate formations and have not been united, once they have a common goal, the scattered cultivation will be a powerful force that should not be underestimated.

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The Heshan Sect's Protector Sect Array shrouded all the mountain peaks inside, and the monks outside were densely packed with fog that covered their eyes, and even their divine senses could not penetrate it.

The leader of Wei Changfeng Feng Feng Feng Dao Gu, who seems to be not confused, his starry eyes scan the audience like electricity, and his cold face is not angry and self-assured.

Behind him stood two thousand cultivators of various cultivations, all of whom were in awe, and none of them dared to make a loud noise.

Wei Changfeng's body is long, like a pine standing proudly on the top of a mountain, and it seems that the storm can't bend it by half a minute. He was restrained, his hands behind his back, he looked up at the big array behind him, and snorted softly in disdain.

"Fellow Daoists, coming to crusade against the Heshan Sect today is a major event for my Lingnan Mountain Range! However, there will be casualties in the battle with the sect, you can choose for yourself, if you don't want to fight to the death with me, you can leave now! I Wei Changfeng guarantees with my reputation that I will never settle accounts after the autumn!"

"I am willing to fight to the death!" a young man with boiling blood was the first to shout, raising his sword and pointing at the sky, with a fierce momentum.

As soon as he took the lead, all the monks shouted in unison: "I will fight to the death!"

Wei Changfeng nodded with satisfaction, and there was a bit of relief in his tone: "Okay!

When the monks saw him standing proudly, the self-confidence and pride made their hearts even more confident, and the blood in their hearts seemed to be awakened, and they were full of fighting spirit as if they dared to fight with the sky!

Wei Changfeng's eyes flashed with a hint of satisfaction, and he hurriedly struck while the iron was hot, and said righteously:

"Zheng Chengde openly united with the evil cultivators, mutilated the lives of 4,000 scattered cultivators, slaughtered us as low-level demon beasts, and went crazy for a faction of selfish desires!

"Acropolis Lord Righteousness!!"

"Swear to follow the Acropolis Lord!"

"Avenge the Sanxiu!"

The anger was ignited, and the scattered cultivators were already red-eyed, eager for Wei Changfeng to immediately send a message to let them attack, so that all the resentment that had accumulated for years could be vented.

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In the main peak hall, the atmosphere was tense to the extreme. The three Jiedan elders looked awe-inspiring, the situation outside was extremely grim, the sect was surrounded, the big battle was about to break out, and the great array of the protector sect could not let them relax.

Zheng Chengde regretted not being at the beginning, and Wang Muzhi and Feng Xiao were also panicked and restless in the hall.

"Elder Wang, Elder Feng, while the big array can still hold on, you can also think about it, are we going to fight, or are we peace?" Zheng Chengde was old and spicy, but he was carried away by hatred and desire, and now he can't wait to turn back time.

Although Wang Muzhi is in the middle stage of the Yudan, he is actually stained with the light of the double spirit root, and his strength is not very strong. The outside is strong and the inside is like a paper-mâché beast, and the coldness and hardness are just empty on the surface.

Seeing Zheng Chengde asking, she had no rules in her heart, only a panic, where did she have any opinions. "I'm still young, and this matter is related to the life and death of the sect, so it's better for the head of the sect to draw conclusions. ”

Feng Xiao has a soft temperament and has always played the role of a peacemaker, so it is naturally the same at this time. "Master, Elder Wang, I think... Why don't you go out and meet the Acropolis Lord and apologize sincerely. ”

"Hmph!" Although Zheng Chengde regretted it, he was also a little annoyed by Wei Changfeng in his heart, and when he heard Feng Xiao's spineless words, he couldn't help but show a little disdain on his face. "Apologize? Do you think you'll be able to come back with a whole corpse if you go out now?"

"Alas, you asked us how to choose, aren't I also trying to figure out a way?" Feng Xiao felt very aggrieved, he was timid, but in the face of Wei Changfeng, who had just advanced to the consummation of the Dan, who would dare to face it?

Zheng Chengde waved his sleeves impatiently and said: "I don't want you to think of a way! Even if you want peace, how can you go out in a low voice and beg for mercy and apologize? The Heshan faction has been based in Lingnan for nearly 5,000 years, and it can't lose its demeanor in my hands!"

Feng Xiao didn't think so, he still had a demeanor! The inventory was stolen, and now even the lives of the head and elder are worried, this old man is still talking about style!

But his cultivation strength is not high after all, and he doesn't dare to show his dissatisfaction on his face, so he nodded resignedly, but he didn't speak anymore.

Wang Muzhi still has that cold face, but her slightly trembling back reveals that she is not calm at the moment.

Seeing this, Zheng Chengde lamented in his heart, the Heshan faction, the former overlord of Lingnan, now has not a single high-level monk available except for him!

"That's it. The sect is crumbling, you have no will to fight except fear, the comfortable elders are used to it, and I think you have forgotten the temperament of a monk. In that case, what else is there to say? Everyone take their proud disciples and run for their lives!"

"Master, how can this work?!" Wang Muzhi couldn't help but shout, his sharp voice was a little harsh, "We can't stop like this! Now that we're running, what should we do with the inventory in Wu Tianlin's hands?"

"Stock, stock, you know, you know this, I don't want to snatch it back, that's the sect's collection for thousands of years, you think I want to give it up?"

Zheng Chengde was so angry that he was about to jump to his feet, and he couldn't maintain the demeanor of a monk at all, "There is also a sect! If it weren't for the sect, I would be able to trade with He Yanxin's slut?"

The anxious three were silent again, facing two thousand scattered cultivators, only three Jiedan, plus two hundred low-level disciples, how could they be opponents?

The Heshan faction is afraid that it is going to die.