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Chapter 562: Troubled Times


Since the passage collapsed, the cultivator realm has been in dire straits, and countless living beings have wailed, full of death and mourning.

War is always a meat grinding pool that fills dissatisfaction, and the era of division of heroes sounds good, but it is actually a demarcation of territory with knives and guns.

On the way to the general election, Feng Yin and his entourage saw some sects move and flee with blood; I have also seen the once beautiful mountain villa turned into a sea of corpses and blood, and was slaughtered by the strong.

"Baihuazhuang once crowned the world with its flower name, and countless beautiful and famous women walked out of here, but now it has become an empty village and a yellow flower in the past."

When passing by Baihuazhuang, they stayed for a short time, here are full of corpses, the smell of blood is strong, not long ago there was a war, Canglan Hall slaughtered here, leaving no one behind.

The blood in the village is coagulated, the flies and insects are sniffing the blood and flying, how can there be the beautiful scenery of a hundred flowers blooming that day.

They overheard passers-by who were hurrying away, and heard the news that the survivors of Baihuazhuang had fled in all directions, and those who had fled and those who had taken refuge had existed in name only three days ago, and now they had disappeared completely.

The group walked for another half a month, and found a ruin again, Feng Yin stopped, and saw a piece of broken bright silver armor in the ruins, stained with blood.

"No matter how high the talent is in life, how can the sect perish, and people will have no belonging," Feng Yin sighed lightly.

He still remembered the battle he had fought with the Silver Spirit for the spiritual source that day, and the latter was also a rare peer master, but he also died in battle at some point, and even his body was naked on the surface.

"Many disadvantaged groups have fled everywhere, and some have even defected to other clans and become members of the demon clan, and they can only survive under the protection of the demon clan."

This is a news they heard on the way, war, human life is cheaper than grass, saying that it is protected by the demon clan, it is just a slave rhetoric.

"The invincible Spirit Void Sect was also defeated, and the secret book of the sect was surrendered, and it became one of the belongings of the Starfall Pavilion."

Feng Yin saw a lot of people in the wild, those people were former disciples of the Great Sect, and some of them still had good strength, but today they have all become lost dogs, and they don't even have a stable place to go.

Feng Xing couldn't stand it, and said: "Except for Tongxuan, the other top forces are like mad dogs, sweeping and slaughtering all sects and factions, and snatching countless rare exercises and secret techniques, can they use them up?"

Jiucai shook his head: "You don't understand this, the various forces are accumulating heritage, and this seat estimates that some of this is just the first step, and they still have to make big moves." ” "In the era when power is capped, the forces without power are too weak, like a group of lambs to the slaughter, survival is not guaranteed, and no matter how much life is worth a week."

When Feng Yin heard this, he asked others what was going on, and was told: "Many sects are doing their best, and they are willing to use all their resources to pile up a great power and strive for a glimmer of life in the troubled times." ” "The cultivator world will always be respected by the strong, this is the unchanging truth, compared to them, our Tongxuan Sect is better, at least there are powerful level old-timers in charge."

They departed, spent twenty-two days and nights, and arrived at the Tongxuan Sect.

It is still the same mountain, towering, tall and majestic, with the momentum of Izumo, but the atmosphere is very different from the past, dignified, full of solemn atmosphere, and the formations that connect to the Xuanshan Mountain are all unfolded in all directions.

Before he could reach fifty miles, Feng Yin found a huge palm print covering a radius of ten miles, which was full of corpses.

They were so frightened that they hurriedly went up to watch, and found that it was not the people of the Tongxuan Sect who breathed a sigh of relief.

"Someone should have been offended, and as a result, he was beaten to death by his seniors fifty miles away."

Speculation is rampant.

Jiucai frowned deeply, it has always been talkative, it didn't say a word after it got here, and there was a vague instinct to resist in its actions, but it was suppressed by reason.

After walking for more than 30 miles, I arrived at Shanmen Avenue, where there should have been disciples standing guard in the past, but today I didn't see anything, the ground was blood-red, and the smell of fish rushed to my nose.

The pace of the group accelerated, and with a worried heart, they finally arrived at the Tongxuan Sect and found the gatekeeper, who had been replaced by two middle-aged people at the peak of the Qianyuan Dynasty.

"Those who come stop" Someone stopped.

"Uncle Liu, it's me."

Wind Walk forward.

Feng Yin's heart shook, he saw the grim look on the gatekeeper's face, it seemed that the Tongxuan Sect had not had a good time these days.

"Uncle Liu, what happened outside, why is it so serious?"

The middle-aged man who was named Uncle Liu's eyes were bloodshot, he sighed deeply and said, "There is a traitor." ” Counting the main vein, there are 23 veins in Tongxuan, each of which has its own inheritance, which is born from the transformation of Tongxuan Gongfa, which has been handed down by 22 former sages in the past dynasties.

A few days ago, the Golden Nine One of the twenty-three veins reversed, and the adjacent mountain peaks were attacked and killed, with heavy casualties, and the peak master of the Golden Nine One veins fled with people and still don't know where to go.

"There is such a thing," Feng Yin was shocked.

"I didn't expect you to come too, please come in."

Uncle Liu sighed, and after letting Feng Yin and the others in, he was once again in strict battle to guard the outside.

Feng Yin looked up at Tongxuan Mountain, sure enough, there was one peak missing, and there were only twenty-two peaks left, and he asked, "Void Peak is good?"

"Let's go in first."

Fengxing's expression is weird.

Feng Yin mentioned it in his heart, immediately stopped his steps, grabbed Fengxing's clothes, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Me" Fengxing opened his mouth, and the stalk was in his throat.

"Forget it, I'll take a look."

Feng Yin turned around and left, very worried.

At this moment, a steady female voice sounded from behind him: "It's better not to go, now that the Void Peak is closed, you can't get in." ” Feng Yinhuo turned his head and saw that Lin Lan was looking at him, he didn't have the mood to reminisce, and asked directly: "What the hell is going on?"

"Don't worry, it's not a bad thing for Void Peak, it's just a little bad for my Mystery Sect" Feng Yin was strange and became more and more curious.

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"What kind of heart did you come with" Lin Lan's snow-white mink jacket and shawl, on the already simple and elegant temperament, there was a little more sense of dust and ethereal.

"I'm here with a sense of urgency."

He didn't say anything to repay the favor.

"Is the Void Art often practiced?"

"I've never been rusty."

"Alright, you come with me."

Lin Lan took Feng Yin away, and Jiucai saw that the situation was not good, and shrank to the size of fine dust, and burrowed into Feng Yin's hair.

Walking through the familiar corridor and the Ten Thousand Palace Pavilion, Feng Yin was taken to a room, and he opened the window, which was facing the Void Peak in the distance.

At this time, it was covered by a layer of light curtain at Void Peak, and it was extremely blurry inside, but one or two figures could be seen from time to time, and it didn't seem to be dangerous.

"What the hell is going on, you're almost confusing me."

Feng Yin said speechlessly.

"Don't be surprised when I say it."

"Even if I live here for a year, what will surprise me."

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