It was raining in the swamp at some point.

Several trees grew in one place, with the tree crowns and branches intertwined, thus a shaded tree, and a group of seven or eight people sat there in a mess.

The rain continued, and even if shaded by trees, they could not light a bonfire.

What's more, no one dared to mention the bonfire lighting at this time, because no one wanted to reveal their whereabouts at this time. Among the few people, the one-armed middle-aged man had a gloomy face, his body was solid, and his eyes were flashing with evil light. However, if someone observed carefully, he would see the weak nature from his fierce aura.

This person is Yu Yangzi.

Yu Yangzi and these old men in the sect were obviously lucky to survive the Ant-Man wave. But at the same time, both of them understood that the end of the Changshengtang had arrived.

Someone hunted a dead iron crocodile from the swamp, pulled out the skin, revealing the white and tender flesh. Although he could not light a bonfire, it would be fine to just slice it and eat it raw. Moreover, there was also a magic weapon among the old man among the people, which was just fire attribute. As long as he wanted, he could cook the meat with a little effort.

Unfortunately, no one stepped forward to cut his flesh and eat.

If the betrayal of the fellow saints and the attack of the Qingyun Sect only make everyone angry and indignant, then when the Ant-Man was overwhelmed by the end, the Nine Sky Thunder, which seemed like a miracle, completely interrupted everyone's heart and backbone.

Especially the two or three people who were lucky enough to come back alive from Qingyun Mountain were filled with fear and horror. The peerless divine thunder that was as bright as the sky made them feel as if they were back to the Tongtian Peak, facing the unrivalled endless colorful sword energy.

rumble--!

The dull thunder came slowly.

They were licking the remains of Changshengtang, who were both licking the wounded, and were shocked to hear the sound. They stood up and looked around like a frightened bird. Yu Yangzi held the "yin and yang mirror" and was also shocked by everyone's reaction. After his spiritual consciousness spread and he felt the surroundings carefully, he exhaled his breath and looked at the other people with displeasure.

Those who can survive to this point are either extremely good at cultivation or cunning, and they are not easy to be with them.

But they were embarrassed at their reactions so violently because of a muffled thunder. They looked at Yu Yangzi with awkward expression: "Sect Master..."

Yu Yangzi withdrew her gaze and her face calmed down.

Thinking of the current situation, Yu Yangzi couldn't help but feel resentful and sighed.

"Don't let it go, let's leave here!"

Someone said, "Sect Master, where should we go?"

Yu Yangzi turned around, and everyone could not see his expression. He could only hear a cold and hard voice, "It's okay to go anywhere, but you must not stay here! - Don't panic, as long as people are still there, Changshengtang will not be considered destruction!"

Several people looked at each other, gradually gaining more enthusiasm.

An old demon nodded and encouraged him: "What the sect leader said is right! Since we have escaped from danger, the Changshengtang will still exist. As long as we work together in the future, we will have a day of revival!"

Everyone also knew that this situation was the most important thing. Therefore, they stabilized their moods with each other, and followed a few words, and walked out of a brief comfort under Yu Yangzi's leadership, and continued to run away in the wind and rain.

The swampy night is mysterious, dark, and full of danger.

Yu Yangzi was not seriously injured and was caught off guard by the Ant-Man King attack, which made him feel a little painful in his internal organs at this moment, and there was always a bloody smell between his mouth and nose.

It was just an ordinary rush to rush, and over time, he even let his sweat vaguely flow.

However, the rain in the swamp has not stopped. It has been covered with heads and bodies, and no one can tell whether it is sweat or rain. Yu Yangzi knows that his condition is not good now, so it is best to find a place to cultivate. But he dare not stop at all. No matter how difficult it is, he has to persevere, at least he has to leave the death swamp.

Qingyun Sect may not be able to catch up so far, Yu Yangzi is worried about someone else!

As if to confirm his concern, the team running suddenly felt something strange around him, and stood together with Yu Yangzi raising his hand. No one was stupid. The old demon who had spoken before had twisted his white eyebrows and said in surprise: "It's not right--"

Everyone else was also alert and looked alert.

Suddenly, Yu Yangzi's expression changed and she shouted: "Run!"

Before he finished speaking, he flew out.

Others reacted very quickly and immediately used their mana to keep up.

No one is so stupid that he can take the sky at this time. If there is a little more magic weapon light under the empty night sky, it will only become the source of death. Tonight, it will rain heavily and hide in the swamp ground, which will obviously be easier to escape.

However, Yu Yangzi flew for a while, feeling the aura that was gradually no longer hidden, and appeared swaying from the darkness, shocked and angry, but there was no way.

"Sect Master, what should we do?" Someone's face turned pale and his eyes flashed with despair.

Yu Yangzi pondered for a moment, gritted her teeth and said, "Run apart!"

After saying this, Yu Yangzi felt that half of his strength seemed to be taken away. Because he knew that when the last man in Changshengtang was separated, he would probably not have the opportunity to gather again in the future.

But he has no choice!

He needs someone to distract the attention of those who are secretly coveting, and find a glimmer of life!

It's very interesting because the others also think so.

Therefore, as Yu Yangzi's words fell, the remaining people in Changshengtang turned around without hesitation, and ran away without a moment of delay!

Yu Yangzi was both sentimental and helpless.

And this kind of emotion turned into endless anger when danger came!

He no longer concealed himself, and sang the "yin and yang mirror" and went to the conflict with one side with all his might. Not long after, he heard the sound of fighting in another direction, and the sound of drizzle of rain mixed with a short cry. Yu Yangzi had no time to take care of him and ran away!

until!

In the darkness ahead, a figure suddenly appeared waiting for this for a while.

The man had a fair and outstanding face, with a gentle but vague smile on his face. Seeing Yu Yangzi, the man walked out of the shadow and greeted him warmly: "Uncle Master, long time no see."

Yu Yangzi's expression changed, and he changed directions in an instant, flew towards the other side.

But as soon as he set off, he saw a charming woman in goose yellow clothes and smiling with eyebrows and eyes, looking at her tenderly: "Uncle Master, why are we so in a hurry when we met just now?"

Yu Yangzi cursed softly, stopped running away, and subconsciously turned around and looked around.

Sure enough, there was a person behind him stepping out slowly.

It was a woman with skin as cream and beautiful face. The drizzle of rain fell and it scattered into light mist half a foot outside her body, adding a hint of hazy artistic conception to it.

She was wearing a black brocade dress, and her young face showed some unquestionable majesty.

Yu Yangzi's eyes were cold, his one-arm was supported, and the "Yin and Yang Mirror" bloomed in black and white light suspended in his palm, and the bright and destructive light reflected his solemn face.

"Haha," Yu Yangzi said coldly, "'Pig Prince' Qin Wuyan, 'Miao Prince' Jin Ping'er, 'Yu Gongzi' Bi Yao - the three major sects join forces to deal with my Changshengtang, and they even have to use the Qingyun Sect's hands. Ha, it's too ridiculous!"

The three of them showed their bodies and each occupied one side, but they just blocked the route of Yu Yangzi's escape.

Since the battle between the demons in Qingyun Mountain, there has never been peace between the demons. I don’t know if the leaders of all major sects were injured in Qingyun or if they were interested in cultivating successors in the sect. After years of fighting, the three major sects of the Demon Sect, the Hehuan Sect, and the Ghost King Sect are all dominated by the younger generation.

Over the years, countless heroes emerged in the three major sects.

Among them, the most respectful and commendable are Qin Wuyan, the deputy leader of the Ghost King Sect, Bi Yao, and Jin Ping'er, the first contemporary disciple of the Hehuan Sect. Those who are interested in the three are named "Dog Young Master", "Yu Gongzi" and "Miao Gongzi", and are also called "Three Young Masters of the Demon Sect".

Hmm.

Interestingly, there are two women among the "Three Young Masters". I don't know if Qin Wuyan will feel a lot of pressure if he is tied with them.

There are many talents in the three major sects, but only Changshengtang's elite lost and no one succeeded him.

When Yu Yangzi saw the person in front of him, his heart was self-evident.

Let’s talk about Yu Yangzi’s cold and sarcastic voice. As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Ping’er chuckled: “Uncle Master’s words are wrong! That Qingyun Sect is not something that my Hehuan Sect can do. Besides, Uncle Master has forgotten the blood feud that he has frequently used secret tricks in recent years and has made a fortune with me Hehuan?!”

Yu Yangzi sighed and said sincerely: "Nephew Jin, if I say that it is all a misunderstanding, someone else who secretly stirs up the wind and rain, would you believe it?"

Bi Yao smiled silently in the distance, without saying a word.

Jin Ping'er laughed and said, "Uncle Master, do you think I am a three-year-old child? You shouldn't take it out and make a joke!"

Yu Yangzi's eyes sterned, and then turned to Qin Wuyan who was silent: "Nephew Qin, senior Poison God, don't you think about the friendship between our two factions for hundreds of years of mutual guardianship?"

Qin Wuyan looked calm and said lightly: "Master's injury has not healed, and the Wandu Sect is temporarily represented by the younger generation. Alas - If the uncle of Master thinks about the friendship between the two factions, why would he have done such a ridiculous act to stir up peace in the Holy Sects?"

Yu Yangzi gritted her teeth and suppressed her anger, but she did not want to give up, so she turned to Bi Yao again.

Biyao raised his hand and stopped Yu Yangzi's words, saying with a smile: "Uncle Master, there is no need to say much, the Ghost King Sect has always been vengeful! I think Uncle Master, you should save some effort and leave more faces of elders."

Yu Yangzi shook his head and said stutteringly: "Biyao's niece has the style of being a father!"

He looked around the three of them, suddenly raised his hand, put away the "yin and yang mirror", and looked like he was surrendering, and sighed with regret: "The three nephews are all heroes of the Holy Church, I admit defeat! I am willing to bow down and accept defeat - I think my old bone can still have some effect?"

Yu Yangzi fell to such a state of serious injury. It is definitely not easy to make him surrender at ordinary times. Needless to say, his cultivation is undoubtedly at the forefront of the Demon Sect. No matter which sect he joins, it will greatly increase the strength of that sect!
Chapter completed!