The situation at Feiyun Sect was even worse. The great elder Xie Yunliu was seriously injured and was taken care of by the attack of the Dispersed Cultivator Alliance. Not long after the two sides fought each other, he died with a real person in the early stage of the Foundation Establishment. While Miao Sanjiang killed a real person in the early stage of the Foundation Establishment of the Dispersed Cultivator Alliance, he also threw away an arm. Xu Tianji had strong magic power, but he was not injured, but his magic power was also very severely damaged.

In the grass and trees formation, the lush forests had turned into scorched earth. The formation had been completely destroyed and the illusion scene had completely disappeared. However, the disciples of Feiyun Sect were almost killed or injured, and only twenty or thirty people were still resisting tenaciously. Although the Alliance of Dispersed Cultivators had an advantage, the number was less than half, and almost everyone was injured.

Xu Tianji's face was extremely difficult to see. If it were someone else, he would have probably found a way to escape. With his mid-stage foundation-building cultivation, if he wanted to escape, no one would be able to stop him.

But as the lord of Feiyun Sect and the head of a sect who has been passed down for thousands of years, how could he watch his sect disappear? He was really unwilling to accept it! If he escaped in a cowardly manner now, the Feiyun Sect leader immediately disappeared in Qinghe County. From then on, he could only hide his identity, and even after his death, he would be unable to face the ancestors of all generations.

Moreover, Xu Tianji knew very well that his life span was almost gone. Not only was there no possibility of hitting the next realm, but the day was not far away. He would never have the chance to recast the mountain gate of Feiyun Sect. He had already made a resolute decision in his heart and vowed to live and die with the sect.

A scream suddenly came from beside him. Miao Sanjiang's shoulder was hit by a magic weapon, and his shoulder blades were completely broken. He was in a dilemma and was already in extreme embarrassment. He roared anxiously: "Sect Master, keep the green mountains here, don't be afraid of no firewood, let's run away quickly!"

Xu Tianji used the last fourth-level talisman to force the other three to take a few steps back, and said with a tragic expression: "Elder Miao, Feiyun Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, but it will be destroyed in the hands of me. If he is a deserter today, how will he face the ancestors and clans underground in the future?"

Miao Sanjiang gritted his teeth and said, "Master, your lifespan is not much. You can die with the enemy cultivator, but the real person still has a lot of lifespan. He can completely reach the middle stage of foundation building, so he won't stay here to fight you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out a fourth-level air-breaking talisman, and suddenly cast a spell to crush it, and his body suddenly turned into a light and disappeared on the spot.

At the same time, a figure suddenly appeared a hundred feet away. He was about to sacrificially raise the Golden Snake Sword and escape, but at this moment, a sharp sword suddenly flew towards him. Miao Sanjiang was already at the end of his strength and had no time to dodge. His chest was pierced by the sharp sword on the spot. After making a miserable scream, he fell straight to the ground and died.

A man suddenly walked out at the end of the woods. He waved and took back the sharp sword that killed Miao Sanjiang, and said with a changeable expression: "Elder Miao, I'm really sorry. There are only real people who died in battle in Feiyun Sect, and no cowards who escaped."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly rushed forward to his sword. Xu Tianji saw it next to him and said in surprise: "Zhengming, why are you here?"

He looked anxious and shouted loudly: "Zhengming, you can escape quickly! With your cultivation talent, you are destined to be a real person in the middle stage of foundation building. This is the hope for the revival of the sect!"

Jiang Zhengming laughed and said, "President! Master, you only know how to urge me to practice, but have you really understood me?

His expression suddenly became strange, and he shouted: "Cheng Xiaolan treats me with deep affection as much as the sea, but she dies under my sword; Elder Xie gives me the foundation-building pill, but his daughter is killed by me; Elder Miao teaches me the spiritual eye technique, which is considered half of his mentor, but he is killed by me; do disciples who are ruthless and unfilial like me, still have to give up their loyalty? The disciples are willing to serve our sect to the death!"

Xu Tianji sighed to the sky, saying, "How did Jiang Zhengming kill Xie Xing'er? He had no intention of pursuing it. He used two low-grade magic weapons at the same time, and killed the Double Evil Real Person on the spot, and shouted: "Zhengming, good, the disciples of Feiyun Sect would rather die than be deserters, so let the two of us die together with them!"

In the exit corridor of Lingyao Valley, the disciples of the six sects stood quietly inside without making any sound. They looked respectfully at the sight. There was a person standing there quietly. He closed his eyes and seemed to be thinking about something?

The disciples of the six sects didn't even dare to breathe, as if they were afraid to disturb his thoughts. The quiet needles around him could be heard, and the atmosphere seemed a little depressing, and some disciples' palms were already sweating.

Suddenly, a scream suddenly came from the direction of the canyon. The heads of the six sects looked at each other. They all heard the voice of Jiang Zhengming, a disciple of Feiyun Sect. Then a cry of pain came, as if it was the voice of Xu Tianji.

But at this moment, Mo Wentian, who was standing in front, suddenly waved his hand and made all the attack orders.

At the same time, he sacrificed the Fan Ri Sword, bursting out the scorching sun in the passage, breaking the ban set at the exit. In an instant, the disciples of the six sects rushed out of the passage as if they were breaking the dike and river water.

In front, Jiang Zhengming was already in a different body and head. Xu Tianji's chest was blown out of a wound as big as a bowl. He was covered in blood. Jia Sidao's legs seemed to have been severely damaged. Although Jinshi Zhenren was not injured, his face was pale like snow, and his magic power was obviously almost exhausted.

After hearing the sound, the three foundation-building real people couldn't help but stop and turned their heads in surprise. However, hundreds of monks rushed out of the exit of the Spiritual Medicine Valley, and slowly rushed over like a tide, surrounding them in the middle.

Some of the monks looked at the woods that suddenly appeared in front of them, and their expressions were all confused. They were about to surround them, but were stopped by Xue Wuya and Li Wangqing. They looked at each other and frowned tightly. They vaguely guessed that it was an extremely powerful formation. They ordered their disciples to be careful, but they did not dare to rush forward.

Jinshi Zhenren looked extremely ugly and shouted in surprise: "How did you come out? Have you destroyed all the Feiyun Sect disciples inside?"

Jia Sidao's face was pale. He suddenly turned his head and looked at Xu Tianji, roaring with disbelief: "How is it possible? There are two hundred elite disciples of Feiyun Sect inside. Even if you destroy them, it will be impossible for you to be without damage?"

Xu Tianji's face was also ugly, because he knew clearly that in the Lingyao Valley, there were two hundred elite disciples of Feiyun Sect guarding. If the disciples of the seven sects could walk out of the Lingyao Valley, then the fate of the Feiyun Sect disciples could be imagined.

Xue Wuya sighed and said sadly: "Jia Sidao! Jia Sidao, I thought you were kind-hearted by the ancient Taoist, but I didn't expect that I was planning this way. Fortunately, Master Mo is here, otherwise even if our six sects survive, they will become mine slaves."

Li Wangqing laughed and said, "The boss of Jia made a wishful thinking, and wanted our seven sects and Feiyun sect to suffer losses, and then the good fisherman in the noble family will benefit, but the world is unpredictable and God will do anything, but he did not expect that the fisherman in the end was a disciple of our seven sects in Qinghe County."

Fei Zhenyu sneered and said, "What a Jia Sidao. It's true that he is a wolf's ambition. He wants to catch all the disciples of our seven sects in one go. Fortunately, the leader of the Wuji Sect is here, otherwise you will succeed."

Several heads were full of pleasure and there were not many opportunities to insult the Foundation True Creation Real People in person. After all, according to the laws of Zheng State, the Foundation True Creation Real People can be high and kill and seize Qi Refining Cultivators, just like treating slaves, and they will not be bound by the law at all.

But now, the Foundation Establishment Real Person was insulted by the Qi Refining Cultivator, which was really a great humiliation! It was something that no real person could bear. Jia Sidao wanted to sacrifice magic weapons to kill them all, but found that a huge spiritual pressure suddenly surged, as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Although Xu Tianji and Jinshi Zhenren were not as strong as his reaction, they also felt that a monk who was not inferior to their magic power walked out quietly in the crowd.

The crowd suddenly separated, and the man walked up slowly, his steps as steady as a mountain. He looked majestic while looking at him, his eyes were extremely sharp, and he glanced at him casually. All the monks within the sphere of influence had to lower their heads.

The disciples of the six sects seemed to be the emperors who were welcomed to ascend the throne. They all knelt on one knee on the ground and shouted in unison: "Welcome to the leader of the Wuji Sect!"

The sect leader was a disciple of an affiliated sect who called the head of the sect. When he heard the sound of mountain crying, Zhenren Jinshi and Jia Sidao looked at each other and looked as if they were ashamed.

Xu Tianji suddenly felt ridiculous, looked at Jia Sidao and the others, and laughed: "Jia Sidao! Jia Sidao, you tried your best, but you didn't think of making wedding dresses for others!"

Jia Sidao's face looked extremely difficult and said with difficulty: "Master Mo, it's true that he is very scheming. I originally thought he looked down on you very much, but it seems that he still despises you too much."

Mo Wentian laughed and said, "Jia Sidao, I have already understood the origin of you and Jinshi Zhenren. The Gui League attempts to get involved in Qinghe County. Even if it really succeeds, with the purpose of the Gui League, it will eventually end up with the same fate as Feiyun Sect. You cannot underestimate the colleagues in Qinghe County."

"What?" Jinshi Zhenren and Jia Sidao's faces changed. Neither of them expected their identities to be revealed. Jinshi Zhenren immediately said: "Master Mo, you also know that this alliance is powerful. It is better to turn swords into jade. As long as you let us go, I will promise you unimaginable benefits."

Mo Wentian laughed and said, "I advise you two not to delay time. As long as I kill you all, what other benefits are not my own?"
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