"Bang!" Qian Yuanwai's purple clay teapot fell to the ground, smashing it to pieces!

Sun Yuanwai, who had always been elegant, suddenly became crazy, stepped forward and grabbed the collar of the talking soldier, and roared: "What did you say? Say it again!"

The soldier understood his mood and said with an unbearable expression: "Sun Wai, hundreds of Feiyun Sect immortals rushed to Mangshan. At the speed of the immortals, Wuji Sect was afraid that they would be surrounded by the Wuji Sect!"

"What?" Sun Yuanwai's expression changed drastically. He took a few steps back. He suddenly turned around and said, "Brother Qian! Are you afraid of death?"

Qian Yuanwai's eyes burst into tears and choked and said, "I'm afraid of death! But I'm even more afraid of losing my child!"

"Okay!" Foreign Minister Sun laughed and shouted: "Wuji Gate! The protector of Qingshi Town! Let us mortals do our little power!"

The four soldiers in the army were thriving and said in unison: "Two foreigners, Lord Gu loves the people and treats us well. Our hearts are all made of human flesh. The kindness of Wuji Sect must be repaid. Then we gather people and go to Mount Wukong with you!"

A crazy look flashed in Qian Man Wai's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! Get ready for a quick horse! Get ready for a strong crossbow!"

"Yes! Let's go and prepare!" The four soldiers responded with a loud bang, and their expressions resolutely retreated. At this moment, the blood in their bodies boiled. The soldiers died for their confidant, and the opportunity to repay their kindness was in front of them. Crazy thoughts emerged in their minds.

Mr. Sun and Mr. Qian looked at each other, and both of them were crying in tears, and their hearts were yelling: "Child! You have to hold on! I'll come to live and die with you now!"

Feiyun Gate, the sky in Qinghe County, mortals, ants-like existences, mortals fight with immortals, ants want to break through the sky, and they are destined to be a destined ending!

The four elders including Wuji Peak, Sect Hall, Lei Wanshan, and others looked solemn.

The patrol dog roared quietly on the ground, its eyes began to turn red, its sharp teeth exposed from time to time, and they walked back and forth violently.

Sun Shixiong and Jin Linfeng stood silently on duty in the hall, with a heavy expression.

When Tang Jingxiang walked into the sect hall, the atmosphere was so serious that it seemed that the silent needle could be heard.

At this time, Lei Wanshan made a very difficult decision: "The big bell in front of the palace sounded, and all the disciples began to be on guard!"

But as his orders were just passed down, it seemed as if his conjecture was fulfilled.

"Woon! Woon! Woon!" The mountain patrol dog suddenly barked at the sky, as if all the accumulated hostility was vented. The dog's roar was a little heart-wrenching, as if he wanted to spread the information in the sound throughout the Mangshan Mountains.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" At the same time, Jin Linfeng rang the big bell in front of the palace, and the heavy bell sounded throughout the Mangshan Mountains and spread throughout every corner.

After the mountain patrol dogs warned, the bell immediately conveyed the message of alertness from the whole sect. Who knows what it means? There are hostile sects approaching the Wuji Sect.

In the alchemy room, Lu Youfu was refining a furnace of marrow washing pills. For him, the rate of the second-level ordinary spiritual pills was 100%, and it was impossible to have any potential for scattering. However, at the moment the dog roared, the originally formed elixir suddenly exploded into the alchemy furnace, and the burnt smell came from it.

Lu Youfu didn't care about this. He stood up in a panic expression, stumbled out of the alchemy room, and ran towards the foot of the mountain.

Thank God, the two of them were counting the spirit fruits. They were all filled with joy. It was obvious that the harvest was excellent, but suddenly, from the direction of the sect hall, the sound of dogs roaring and bells seemed to tear the world apart, and the sound was clearly heard.

Thank God, the two looked at each other, and their faces changed drastically. As inner disciples, they naturally understood that a large number of monks approached Mangshan, and immediately threw the spirit fruit in their hands and ran anxiously towards the mountain gate.

In the insect farming room, Dong Xiaomei, who was masked with black veil, was feeding two frost silkworms with herb seeds.

But at this moment, a vague sound appeared outside the stone chamber. Dong Xiaomei looked puzzled and stuck to the wall to listen quietly. Suddenly herbs changed drastically. She threw the spirit grass seeds on the ground and rushed outside the stone chamber.

Looking at the two petite figures gradually approaching on Zijin Peak, Lu Yifeng winked, asking Wang Lichen to prepare more snowballs and wait for a while to attack.

But at this moment, the sound of dogs and bells were mixed with the wind and snow and poured into the ears of the two people. Lu Yifeng and Wang Lichen looked at each other and were stunned on the spot.

The two female disciples walking on the road stopped, and the one on the left suddenly said, "Junior Sister Liu, did you hear the bell just now?"

Liu Rongfang's voice was very nice, but at this time he was extremely uneasy and said in panic: "Sister Guo, there should be an enemy force coming to attack our sect. That was the bell of war on the whole sect!"

Guo Ziyi was also completely unconscious and said in a panic: "What should we do?"

"That's not simple!" Lu Yifeng suddenly walked out of the snow pile, came to the two of them with high spirits, and said indifferently: "We will organize all our junior brothers and sisters to teach those enemies who dare to come to our sect a painful lesson!"

Yanqiu Mountain, in the secret room of Qinglingmen Hall.

Jia Sidao said in a deep voice: "In this operation, including me, this sect can dispatch five foundation-building real people, one of which is the middle-stage foundation-building real people, and there are also eighty disciples above the sixth level of Qi Refining."

Speaking of this, he looked around and said, "Seven masters, please report the number of disciples above the sixth level of Qi refining in the sect so that this real person can be unified!"

Xue Wuya coughed lightly and said first: "There are thirty-six disciples above the sixth level of Qi Refining in Qingling Sect!"

Li Wangqing pondered for a moment and said, "There are twenty-eight people in Huaxian Sect!"

Fei Zhenyu said in a deep voice: "There are twenty-six people in the sword sect, all of whom are the inner disciples of this sect!"

Shusheng Liang said with a bitter face: "There are twenty-three disciples above the sixth level of Qi refining in Shushan School!"

Cao Dezheng and Zhao Tiange looked at each other and said in unison: "The Dongshan Sect and the Talang Sect have 32 disciples above the sixth level of Qi Refining. Please wait for the dispatch of Master Qinghe!"

When it was Mo Wentian's turn, he thought for a while and said, "Fifteen disciples above the sixth level of the Wuji Sect Qi Refining!"

This number is in line with the current strength of Wuji Sect, but Mo Wentian did not tell any lies. There are indeed fifteen disciples above the sixth level of Qi Refining in the sect.

"Very good!" Jia Sidao laughed and said, "There are only 160 disciples, and it is a big deal!"

Mangshan, Wujimen, in front of the mountain gate

Shan Yuefeng suddenly stood up, and he looked out into the distance with a serious expression. At the end of the sky, the dark clouds swallowed the sky and locked the sun, which made people breathless.

Han Yunsheng poked his head out from behind and said in confusion: "Senior Brother Shan, is there an enemy who wants to invade this sect?

Shan Yuefeng breathed a long sigh and said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Han, don't walk out of the mountain gate. This gate has a mountain protection formation. Even if the foundation-building real person comes, you can keep it for a while!"

Han Yunsheng nodded in a vague way, but at this moment, a blue light came roaring, and Lei Wanshan came with his sword. After putting away the Qingming Sword, he looked away from the distance with a serious face, but he was silent.

Following the Thunder Mountain, the sound of clothes breaking through the air sounded one after another. Several figures on Wuji Peak rushed down in a hurry. In less than half a quarter of an hour, all the elders and inner disciples of the sect arrived.

As the great elder of the sect, Lei Wanshan had no choice but to stand in front of him, and looked around coldly: "Three elders, disciples, the warning of the mountain patrol dog is extremely strong. I am afraid that a large number of hostile monks will approach Mangshan. This sect is facing an unprecedented crisis. Now that the head of the sect is not here, you must fully obey the arrangements of this elder. If anyone violates the order, he will definitely not forgive!"

When he said the last sentence, his voice suddenly turned majestic and fell into the ears of everyone. His expression became solemn, and they all claimed to be yes.

"Now this sect has only half a quarter of an hour to prepare!" Lei Wanshan said in a deep voice: "Elder Gu, go to the warehouse pavilion of this sect quickly, mobilize all third-level talismans, and prepare a thousand low-grade spirit stones!"

"Yes! Elder Lei!" Gu Aoxue immediately responded and immediately used the magical technique to rush up the mountain.

Lei Wanshan fell on Mu Yuxuan and continued to instruct: "Elder Mu, go to the Spirit Beast Garden and the Insect Restoration Room quickly and transfer all the third-level spirit beasts and strange insects to come here!"

"Yes! Elder Lei!" Mu Yuxuan immediately took the order and left. She knew that this matter was very important and did not dare to be careless.

After they left, Lei Wanshan looked around and suddenly smiled proudly: "Dear Wuji Sect disciples, the guests are coming soon, let this sect treat them well!"

Under the infection of Lei Wanshan's laughter, the depressed atmosphere was relieved. Ye Wuying and others responded with a bang, and blood in their bodies boiled, and their fighting spirit was burning like a fire.

Yanqiu Mountain, in the secret room of Qinglingmen Hall.

Jia Sidao said in a deep voice: "Although this sect has shortcomings in the foundation-building real person, I have other considerations. There are no need to worry about the leaders. There are only 500 disciples above the sixth level of the Feiyun Sect Qi Refining, which is a headache!"

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, looked around coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Sir, are there any good solutions?"

Fei Zhenyu was a little anxious to show his thoughts, so he said, "Although there are many disciples above the sixth level of Feiyun Sect Qi Refining, they may not be all in Feiyun Peak, and there is no opportunity to take advantage of it!"

"Not bad!" Zhao Zhengyang was originally the head of the Lianqing Sect and had a lot of relationship with Zhang Haiyun. He was very clear about the situation of Feiyun Sect. The interface said: "In Qingniu Mountain, 30 miles away from Feiyun Sect, there is the spirit stone mine and spiritual medicine valley of Feiyun Sect. Usually there is a foundation-building real person and hundreds of Qi refining disciples guarding it. As far as I know, there are 200 disciples above the sixth level of Qi refining!"
Chapter completed!