The Chuanyun Flying Chariot has stopped steadily.

If all the masters of the three sects attack the Demonic Sky Pavilion within the barrier at this time, the consequences will be disastrous.

Righteousness and evil have always been incompatible with each other.

Although the three sects are different from the top ten famous sects, they are still considered one of the most powerful righteous ways in Dayan.

There are twenty peaks and ten holy places, and there are tens of thousands of disciples.

When it comes to barriers, the barriers of the three sects and the ten holy places are among the best in the world of spiritual practice. They can be attacked or defended.

Zuo Yushu looked at the Luo Zong practitioners on Tiande Holy Land, and his thoughts were complicated for a moment.

Those densely packed practitioners were suspended above the Tiande Holy Land.

Buzz——

At this time, a dharma body eight or nine feet high flew from a distance, continuously displayed great supernatural powers, and with a few flickers, appeared above the Tiande Holy Land from another mountain peak.

Everyone's eyes focused on that figure.

"Nangong Wei, the leader of the Tianzong, respectfully welcomes the seniors!"

Thousands of disciples of Tianzong bowed in the air: "Welcome to you, senior!"

This scene, this pomp!

Who wouldn't be excited?

Thinking of the last time I came here, these sect leaders were unwilling to show up. Now...do they dare?

Ming Shiyin now felt that he had the urge to beat himself to death.

too excited.

If someone respects me one foot, I respect him one foot.

Lu Zhou tiptoed and floated out of the flying chariot.

The others followed and flew out.

The battle is not big.

The momentum was not as overwhelming as imagined.

But all the disciples of the three sects present held their breath, not even daring to breathe out, and looked at the old man.

"No gift."

Lu Zhou's voice echoed in the Holy Land of Tiande.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

They all fell down.

No matter how spacious the Tiande Holy Land is, the entire middle area of ​​the Holy Land was actually filled with people.

Nangong Wei, the leader of Tianzong, fell in front.

Luo Zong's leader Feng pointed his finger and followed suit, and they both bowed at the same time.

"I wonder why senior came here unexpectedly?" Nangong Wei said respectfully.

Lu Zhou's eyes fell on Nangong Wei.

"Where is Yun Zong Yun Wuji?"

really.

Nangong Wei and Feng pointed their fingers and looked confused.

The others looked at each other and made low-pitched discussions.

Nangong Wei looked a little ugly and said: "Senior, Tianzong didn't know anything about the Yun Sect. It was only afterwards that I learned that the Yun Sect was involved in the siege."

"Luo Zong didn't know anything about it either! Yun Zong is really outrageous! We will definitely give an explanation to Motian Pavilion about this matter."

The internal strife among the three Yuntianluo sects has been going on for more than a day or two.

It was expected that things would turn out like this.

From the very beginning, Yunzong was causing trouble everywhere, so he could spy on it.

"How to explain?" Lu Zhou asked in a deep voice.

"this……"

Nangong Wei and Feng Yizhi both hold the position of sect leader and have a prominent position among the three sects. What he says carries enough weight.

It was these two people that Lu Zhou asked about.

Luo Zongfeng pointed his finger and bowed: "Old senior, just speak... How do you want to explain, then do it how you want."

Zuo Yushu was surprised when he heard this.

The three sects were so groveling in front of Motian Pavilion.

At this moment...a disciple flew over in panic from the distant sky.

He had a look of horror on his face, and his face was covered in sweat.

"Two, two sect leaders... no, it's not good!"

When the disciple landed, he was too anxious and threw himself forward and fell to the ground.

Nangong Wei's face darkened and he said, "How unbecoming is it to be in a panic! Why are you so anxious?"

The disciple pointed in the direction of the Holy Land where Yun Sect was located and said: "Yun, Sect Master Yun, you want to commit suicide... you have to commit suicide!"

Everyone exclaimed in surprise.

The disciples of Tian Zong and Luo Zong all looked in the direction of Yun Zong.

Only the people in Motian Pavilion looked as usual.

Lu Zhou still looked calm and calm, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Zuo Yushu, on the other hand, was even more surprised.

This means that the previous story about Yun Zong’s siege on Demonic Pavilion is true. Can the leader of Yun Zong not be able to withstand the pressure?

The wrinkles on Zuo Yushu's face twitched a few times.

Sure enough, a dharma body appeared among the two peaks in the holy land where Yunzong was located.

That dharma body is astonishingly nine feet tall!

The golden dharma body is stacked with both hands.

In the middle of Dharmakaya's body, a figure was suspended.

This person is the leader of the Yun Sect, Yun Wuji.

The sound wave swept over——

"Yun Wuji is ashamed of his ancestor. Yun Wuji knows that he has committed a heinous crime, so he can only die to apologize! Haha..."

The sound came from far away.

There is no lethality, just a loud sound.

The final hehe sound revealed a hint of unwillingness and helplessness.

Many of the thousands of disciples from the three sects levitated and looked at the dharma body.

This is a goal that many people aspire to pursue.

Many people find it difficult to reach the height of nine feet throughout their lives;

Yun Wuji has been able to get to where he is today not only because of his own efforts...

Everyone knows that the leader of the Yun Sect is a man who works vigorously and resolutely. He is a rare spiritual genius in the world of cultivation. He has climbed from the bottom of the Yun Sect to the top.

He put in a lot of hard work and put in a lot of effort.

Unfortunately, one step can make a world of difference.

Nangong Wei, the leader of Tianzong, and Feng Yizhi, the leader of Luo Zong, looked at the Dharmakaya with expressionless faces, and there was no fluctuation in their hearts.

No one responded to his words.

After a brief silence.

Yun Wuji laughed sadly——

"Hehe...hehe..."

"Am I really wrong?"

"is it wrong?"

Question after question formed a sound wave.

Dharmakaya flashes.
To be continued...