"how come……"

Tushanjun suddenly became at a loss.

He never thought that Zhou Xinglie would die.

Like a ghost roaring.

The red-haired young man in the main hall could no longer contort his face calmly. His red hair was scattered like a wild waterfall, his forehead was full of horns, and his aura was like a swaying mandala growing between heaven and earth, gorgeous and beautiful.

However, seeing this plant will only bring death and the dark abyss to people.

"boom!"

The boundless black-red aura spreads toward the heaven and earth along with the swaying of Shahua.

It turned into a continuous curtain hanging from the sky.

It is also like the Milky Way in the sky collapsing and pouring towards the earth.

Black-red steam spread out into an endless ocean, and ghosts, bones, or ghosts seemed to want to step out of the viscosity, but were swept back by the waves.

The sky above the entire Zhou family and even the Taiyi Sect was completely covered by thick cumulus clouds.

At this time, the Jindan elders of the Zhou family understood the terror of their ancestors.

It's just an anger, like the power of God descending on this rolling world of mortals.

Under this majestic pressure, the Jindan monk was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and could only tremble.

And the nastiness in their hearts just now has long since been swept away.

The ancestor was just indifferent to things that he was not interested in.

Maybe even if they don't respect it very much, they won't care. However, once the ancestors care about it, they will truly realize that the earthworm can see the big tree, and the mayfly can see the abyss.

A group of monks quickly knelt on the ground and shouted: "Ancestor, calm down."

Tu Shanjun took a step indifferently, his green jade face gradually turned blue and white, his fangs protruded, his black and red eyes looked at Fang Yingxue, and asked: "How did he die? To be honest, he was killed by someone, or was it a disease?"

Torture.”

…

"Why?!"

The aura of the Venerable Realm bloomed, and the entire Taiyi Sect fell into panic. Different from the aura of its own Venerable, this unfamiliar aura really made people feel uneasy.

And the most important thing is that this aura is no better than when they faced Venerable Chuiyun.

Such a person actually entered the sect quietly?

This is more than panic.

If one thing is not good, it may be a disaster.

For a moment, many Nascent Soul auras rose into the sky.

Many familiar figures came out of the air. Their eyes were not filled with panic, but with uncertain doubts and some unbearable excitement. Many people may not be able to feel this familiar atmosphere, but as old people they know

, the leader of whom is the current head of the Taiyi Sect.

Yu Long.

The Great True Lord at the peak of Nascent Soul.

"Junior brother."

"Senior brother."

"Who do you think junior brother is?"

The old man asked in a deep voice.

"I'm not sure. We'll have to meet him to find out." Yu Long shook his head.

In fact, they know it well.

In this realm, the only ones who can step into the sect silently are those who set up the formation. How can this aura be familiar to people? Although the divine power is powerful, he should be a respected monk with strong strength.

The old man's body was not solid enough, like a shadow, and he said: "If what I expected is correct, that person should be back."

As he spoke, he looked into the distance.

Today's Taiyi Sect has integrated the old and new forces. Not only has the cultivation of its disciples improved, but it also has many Nascent Soul monks who were once members of other forces.

The leader among them is the Jiaolong clan.

The East China Sea Dragon Clan had more than twenty Nascent Soul Lords back then.

Even the Kunpeng Sect later fell apart.

With constant absorption and integration, Taiyi Sect is already a behemoth, intricately connected, and under the control of Shangzong. Taiyi Sect only needs to slowly digest these acquired resources and foundation, and it can become a giant comparable to Luhuang Sect.

For a newly promoted sect, the future path cannot be improved by increasing resources and territory.

More powerful force is still needed. Now, the return of this ancestor is really exciting.

However, when Qiu Wandao looked at Yu Long, he found that Yu Long frowned and couldn't help but ask: "Junior brother, why is he so worried? Now that our ancestor has returned to the sect, we should be happy."

Yu Long said in a deep voice: "Senior brother, have you forgotten the identity of our ancestor?"

Qiu Wandao fell silent for a moment.

He was shocked when he heard the news.

This is indeed a problem.

And there is no particularly good solution to this problem, because when they drove away the Kunpeng Sect, Master Chuiyun was seriously injured by Uncle Taihua. When he was about to die, he said that the Taiyi Sect must pay the price.

That secret will never be kept secret for long, and it will soon be known to the world.

Unless Shangzong guarantees the safety of my uncle.

However, judging from Uncle Taihua's personal wishes, he did not want him to return to the Shangzong.

This is strange.

When an ordinary person learns about a spiritual treasure, he or she would like to snatch it from someone else's hands. How come he has such an attitude when he arrives at Master Taihua's place?

There must be hidden secrets that they don't know about. Either the Shangzong is not strong enough to protect it, or the Shangzong doesn't need the spiritual treasures. It cannot be just Master Taihua's whim.

Judging from the news, Taiyi Shengxian Sect should have recovered again.

It won't be impossible to protect the spiritual treasure.

It's useless to think too much, it's more important to meet the person in person.

Now that he has reached the critical moment of his attack on becoming a god, he cannot come to pay homage to his ancestor in person.

"Don't panic, it's business as usual."

A faint voice enveloped Taiyi Sect.

The huge aura of Venerable Chonghao swept away the gloom in everyone's minds.

With the guarantee from the Venerable Ancestor, they knew that nothing big would happen.

Venerable Chonghao muttered: "It's just as senior brother said."

He couldn't help but murmur in his heart: "Such a person can win the favor of the ancestors, have a big book title, and get the Taizi Taoist title." Then he sighed and said: "It's a pity, if I also took over the sect's branch inheritance, I'm afraid that

yes……"

Things are unpredictable and there is nothing to regret.

Even though this junior brother's demonic aura was so high, he was also surprised by how pure and pure the aura was.

The aura is not as sharp as it appears, but is quite neutral and peaceful.

Such people, fellow practitioners of immortals and demons, can also be called geniuses. However, the two contradictory paths will eventually become unbalanced and cause problems.

At that time, whether we will live or die is uncertain, or whether we will break down and stand up again depends on individual luck.

…

Fang Yingxue could not help but sob in a low voice: "Die on the battlefield."

Tu Shanjun suddenly fell silent and whispered softly: "Die in battle... on the battlefield?"

Taiyi Sect is his hard work and everyone’s.

There is always a battle to be fought.

Other people's sons, apprentices, and disciples can be sacrificed.

The disciples of the sect can sacrifice themselves, but why can't they sacrifice themselves when they come to him?

Of course he knows this.

But when it comes to myself, I still feel sad.

Heartbreaking!

Tu Shanjun staggered two steps and sat back on his seat.
To be continued...