The sun was high and it was noon.
On the golden sand, hundreds of figures fell from mid-air, each with blood-stained robes and a faint breath.
But on his face, there was a hint of joy.
"Haha, I knew that Ling Gongzi would not live up to our expectations, and he would definitely be able to escape with us" "Yes, Ling Gongzi is so powerful, he will definitely be able to take me to escape this catastrophe."
"Haha, it's so good to be alive, this warm sunlight is so beautiful."
The hearts of everyone present were relieved, and the atmosphere of despair suddenly dissipated, replaced by relaxation and hope.
There were even many people who wept with joy, knelt on the ground, and silently shed two lines of tears.
After all, they had experienced fear and despair, and now that they had escaped, they would naturally feel joy.
But then, when these people thought of the dead fellow sect, the division leader, and the Ziyang Sect that was about to be destroyed, they suddenly fell into a death-like silence.
The tears shed are no longer joyful, but outright sad.
Especially Zihuashang, when she thought of her father fighting desperately to gain precious respite for herself, she was extremely sad, and her whole person became depressed, as if she had lost her soul.
"Alas" A long sigh suddenly sounded, and a delicate-looking woman dressed in white walked slowly out of the crowd, and then stood in front of the crowd.
This woman is Yunyan, she is also lucky, she and her sister Yunmeng did not die in the previous battle, and waited for Ling Xian's rescue.
"Everyone, be quiet, please listen to me."
Yunyan's hands were pressed weakly, and when everyone's eyes looked at her, she sighed lightly and said, "I know, all of you are sad now, but now is obviously not the time to be sad."
In order to ensure our safety, Ling Gongzi would rather block the gate with his own strength and cut off the rear for us. ” After a pause, she continued: "What Ling Gongzi is doing this for, we all know very well, so what we have to do is to escape here as soon as possible, not crying.
It was a waste of the sect master, and it was also a waste of the precious opportunity that Ling Gongzi had won for us. ” Hearing this, there was silence at the scene, and after a full moment, everyone spoke one after another.
"That's right, the sect master fought to the death, and the son fought bloodily, for what is it, isn't it for the sake of the Ziyang Sect's endless inheritance, in order to let us live, we must not live up to their kindness?"
"Yes, the sect master and the son sacrificed their lives and forgot to die, in order to let us live, everyone must cheer up" "That's right, let's get out of here quickly, first guarantee our own lives, Ling Gongzi is so powerful, he will definitely be fine" "Yes, even if we stay, it will only drag down Childe and will not play any role."
Everyone present looked determined, and although they were still immersed in great grief, they had cheered up and had more faith to live than before.
"I've made an appointment with Childe, everyone come with me, and I'll take you to a safe place."
Yunyan spoke softly, and then walked in a southeasterly direction.
It is the direction in which the Yun family is located.
Ziyang Cave Sky, in front of the golden portal.
Ling Xian's expression was calm, his eyes were unwavering, but they revealed a trace of unwavering firmness.
He is holding a black halberd, obliquely guiding the sky, not only has a posture of being a man to block the heroes, but also has a kind of courage to swallow the world's proud red dust.
And the killing intent emanating from the tip of the halberd revealed a signal.
Whoever cometh will die "Stay where you are, or don't blame me for being ruthless."
Ling Xian stood in front of the golden portal, his cold eyes scanning the audience, which immediately made those monks shiver and look at him with horror in their eyes.
The figure was obviously very thin, but at this moment, it was as tall and majestic as a mountain, and it was difficult to shake it even if it was stormy.
"Such a terrible man."
The sound of swallowing saliva sounded one after another, and the monks of the two major forces looked full of fear, looking at Ling Xian, who was as terrifying as a demon god, and their bodies trembled involuntarily.
Although they told themselves that they couldn't just let the remnants of the Purple Sun Sect leave, they didn't have the courage to catch up.
At the very least, none of these monks dared to catch up.
Because there is a man standing in front of him, A foundation-building king who beat them to the cold.
Even if they just stood there and didn't move, these monks could be terrified, and they didn't even have the courage to rush forward, what a majesty this was Domineering This was the most intuitive feeling that every monk had towards Ling Immortal at this moment.
Even the few strong men on the mountain peak, in addition to the rich appreciation, there was also a trace of amazement hidden in their eyes.
"A good foundation builder, if nothing else, just talking about this courage, it is not comparable to ordinary people."
The old man who had been replaced by Yan Ning Fat for the third grandfather sighed lightly, and his face did not hide his appreciation for Ling Xian.
"This one-man and terrifying majesty is really worthy of his name as the king of the foundation."
A middle-aged man sighed with emotion, still with a slight look of shock on his face.
"Whether it is strength or courage, it can be called outstanding, and it is a dragon and a phoenix among people."
The elegant man shook the feather fan lightly, looked at Ling Xian with fiery eyes, and said, "This son, my Qingyin Palace is going to be decided."
And just when a few people were amazed by Ling Xian's move, the battle situation in the sky was already very clear.
Even though Zi Donglai fought desperately, he couldn't resist the might of the two powerhouses after all, and he was able to support him until now, all with a belief to support him.
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Now, the motivation of that belief has finally reached its limit. brush A sword crossed the air, the edge was exposed, and Zi Donglai's left arm was cut off in an instant.
At the same time, Ning Wuji threw a punch and slammed it into Zi Donglai's chest.
"This moment has finally come" Zi Donglai spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body was like a bird with broken wings, falling from the sky.
Seeing this, Ling Xiong frowned, and the immortal turned into a streamer of light that pierced the sky, hugging Zi Donglai's body, and then slowly descended to the ground.
"Ahem Ling Xian, thank you very much."
Zi Donglai looked serene, and there was no fear before death came, but was full of relief and relief.
"Sect Master, don't worry, they have been sent out by me, and the inheritance of the Ziyang Sect will not be broken."
Ling Xian sighed secretly, knowing that Zi Donglai had run out of oil and couldn't last long.
This made him feel a little powerless and longing.
If today, he appeared with the cultivation of the Dan period, then the situation would definitely not be like it is now.
Even if he takes 10,000 steps back, he can't slaughter the men and horses of the two major forces and reverse the situation, but at least, he can ensure that Zi Donglai will not die You must know that he is a Tianjiao with an incomparably deep foundation, and once he breaks through to the Yudan stage, his combat power will definitely far surpass that of ordinary Jiedan powerhouses, and he will be close to the powerhouses of the middle stage of Jiedan Unfortunately, there are no ifs.
"Damn" Ling Xian gritted his teeth, his hands clenched involuntarily, and green tendons appeared on his arms.
After six years of cultivating, this was the first time he felt powerless It was also the first time that he was so hungry for power :