Chapter 405: Zongmen’s Crisis
"Dong...dong...dong..."
Inside the Tiangang Gate, the sound of the ancient bell was obviously a bit more urgent and heavy than the leisurely and ethereal sounds of the past.
What's even more special is that the alarm bells on Tianbei Peak, Tianzuo Peak, Tianyou Peak, and the three peaks rang at the same time. Then, the largest ancient bell on the main peak of Tiangang also roared.
"This is our warning bell. What happened?"
"It's the first time I've heard such a rapid ringing of bells after 20 years as a beginner. What's going on?"
"..."
Many disciples who were practicing in seclusion were awakened by the sound of alarm bells that could invade their souls, and they all expressed surprise and confusion.
The sound of the bells sounded one after another, with a hint of sadness and a little anger, causing all the Tiangang Sect disciples to leave the seclusion one after another.
"This is an enemy attack!"
"Which force is this? How could it have the guts to openly attack our Tiangang Sect?"
"Fifty miles away, isn't there a secret sentinel of our sect? How come no warning signs were sent out? Could it be that he was instantly killed by the other party?"
"..."
On the top of the four peaks of Tiangang Sect, in the square, disciples from the three sects of Heaven, Earth, and Humans all swarmed in, looking up at the sky.
Over Tiangang Peak, dozens of elders stood in the air, showing off their powerful aura, staring at the rolling black clouds with solemn expressions.
Tianbei Peak, Qingye immediately opened his eyes, and there was a sword light swaying in his pupils, which was really weird.
"Whoosh!"
Qingye's body landed on the Tianbeifeng Square, and then stood in the air, looking at the overwhelming black evil energy. He was dressed in white clothes and had a long sword like water, exuding the aloof aura of the swordsman.
"This is... Xuanzong's breath!"
Qingye's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately summoned up all his spiritual power and roared in a low voice: "All the disciples from the three peripheral peaks must obey the order. Concentrate immediately on the main peak of Tiangang."
The sound waves rolled and instantly blew over the three surrounding peaks.
The disciples of Sanfeng heard that this was the sound of Qingye, and they didn't want to think too much. They all rushed along the Tiangang Suspension Bridge towards the main peak of Tiangang.
"Quick. Speed up!"
On Tianzuo Peak, Xichen and Mo Li looked down with their swords in the air, protecting and commanding many Tianzuo Peak disciples, and quickly evacuated to the main peak of Tiangang.
On the Tianyou Peak, Qingshu's first lady's eyebrows were raised. She was also standing in the air, her large Taoist robes flying, and a trace of helplessness flashed in her clear eyes.
Next to Qingshu, stood a pretty woman named Tongzhu. She was the only Tianyou Peak Tianmen disciple whose cultivation had reached the Sanyan Nascent Soul stage.
Hundreds of female cultivators were all panic-stricken and ran towards the main peak of Tiangang.
Qingye didn't have time to direct his disciples to evacuate, so he shot towards the main peak of Tiangang, his hands quickly made secrets, and transparent ripples rippled out quickly.
The three outer peaks immediately shone with clear light, and three dazzling rays of light shot straight into the sky, like three pillars of heaven, guarding the Tiangang Gate.
"Disciples listen to the order. Those whose cultivation is below the Huandan stage should quickly go down the mountain and disperse into the Wuyuan Mountains. Those who disobey the order will be punished according to the sect rules."
Qingye's voice contains an irresistible majesty.
At this moment, Qingye realized that the situation was more critical than he had previously expected.
After hearing this, many disciples hesitated and struggled for a few times, and then rushed down the mountain amidst the shouts of encouragement from many disciples who had reached the Hua Dan stage or above.
Wuyuan Mountain stretches for thousands of miles. If you are scattered among them, you may be able to survive. If you participate in the battle and face the powerful Xuanzong, the disciples below the Alchemy Stage will be like cannon fodder, and their death will be meaningless.
After a while, there were only more than a hundred disciples left in Tiangang Square, and their lowest cultivation level was at the Alchemy Stage.
"Jie Jie Jie... Tiangang Sect Protector Formation, I want to see how powerful this ancient formation is."
Among the black clouds, a figure slowly appeared.
This figure was as thin as a mummy, skinny and bones, and not human-like.
His identity is Xuan Mang, the elder of Xuan Zong's three tripod branches. His cultivation has reached the Eighth Stage Yuanying Stage. He leads the four branches and two tripods of Xuan Zong and uses all his strength to destroy the Tiangang Sect.
Xuan Python pulled out a Xuan Hei staff out of thin air from Xuan Hei's broad sleeves. The staff was one foot long, with a pointed head and tail, like a large python that had been blackened and refined.
The Xuan Python shouted loudly, held the Xuan Staff in his hand, and swung it down violently. A huge black wave surged straight towards the sect-protecting formation below.
"boom!"
There was an earth-shattering explosion, invisible ripples spread out, and the powerful sound waves stung the eardrums of many Tiangang Sect disciples.
The Tiangang Protector's Formation creaked, and only waves rippled, swaying back and forth a few times. After a while, it was intact again.
"Oh! The Tiangang sect-protecting formation has been passed down for thousands of years, and it is indeed well-deserved. I don't need to put in that effort. The Nanding branch listened to the order and formed a breaking formation. Give me the fastest speed to tear apart the sect-protecting formation.
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Xuan Bo shouted loudly, with a pair of cold eyes hidden in the deep sockets, emitting a biting cold light.
Xuanzong's four major two-ding divisions are called the four divisions of southeast, northwest and southeast according to their orientation.
The Nanding branch is the Erding branch located south of Xuanzong's headquarters.
Immediately, twenty-eight men in black jumped out of the black clouds, their hands flashed with light, and they muttered words. There seemed to be some kind of connection between them.
Qingye and Qingshu stood side by side at the top of Tiangang Gate, raising their heads slightly and looking solemnly at Xuanzong, who was slowly forming an formation.
Below the two of them, dozens of sect elders were standing. The cultivation of these elders had all reached the Nascent Soul stage.
The weakest one reaches the Yuanying Stage of the First Evolution, while the strongest reaches the Yuanying Stage of the Five Evolution Stages.
Below these elders, there are four Tianmen disciples hanging: three from Tiangang Main Peak, two from Xichen and Mo Li from Tianzuo Peak, one from Tianyou Peak and two from Tianbei Peak, a total of eight people, all of whom are from Tiangang Sect.
The leader among the juniors.
Further below, there are more than a hundred elite disciples of the sect, all of them are glaring angrily, ready to attack.
Qing Shu sighed lowly, shook her head, and said in a low voice: "This sect cannot escape this disaster. Senior Brother Qingye, do you want to send a message to the head senior brother?"
Within the Tiangang Sect, Qinghong is the eldest, followed by Qingyu and Qingxuan, then Qingye, and finally Qingshu, the junior sister.
Qingye is seven feet tall, and even if Mount Tai presses down on the top, the sword body still exudes a motion that is as motionless as a mountain.
This is the profound temperament possessed by a swordsman who has a deep understanding of the art of swordsmanship.
When Qing Shu saw Qing Ye pondering, she sighed again and said, "I've sent a message to the head brother, but I'm just calling them to die. However, the Tiangang Sect's thousand-year foundation and the safety of thousands of disciples must not be ignored. If we don't let the senior brothers know, wait
When they came back and saw that our sect was destroyed and no one survived, he must have felt uncomfortable. Instead of doing this, it would be better to live and die with our sect. With the temperament of the head brother, he must have made such a decision."
Qingye thought about the time of three breaths, nodded slightly and said: "This is the only plan for now."
After saying this, he held out a spiritual talisman in his hand, which was the messenger talisman.
Qingye stared at the magic talisman for a moment, closed his eyes, sighed quietly, poured a spiritual consciousness into the magic talisman, and then crushed it into pieces.
At this moment, outside the protective formation, the formation-breaking formation formed by twenty-eight men in black from Xuanzong had taken shape.
Qingye's eyes were focused, and he noticed that the broken formation was like a screw, and the tip was filled with a violent aura of destruction.
"The elders and disciples listen to the order and prepare to meet the enemy!"
Qingye shouted coldly, the sword suddenly unsheathed, and with an unparalleled momentum, it directly locked onto the mysterious Xuan Python. This person was the strongest among Xuanzong's intruders.
"Break the formation!"
The mysterious python looked down from a high position, stretched out his mysterious staff, and shouted with a proud look on his face.
Twenty-eight men in black worked together to activate the formation-breaking formation and violently bombarded the sect-protecting formation.
"boom!"
An unprecedented roar immediately reached everyone's ears, deafening them.
On the protective sect formation, greater energy fluctuations rippled and a stronger creaking sound was emitted.
"Keep banging me!"
Xuan Bo shouted gloomily, looking at the Tiangang sect members in the sect-protecting formation indifferently, as if looking down at a group of ants.
"Boom boom boom..."
Everyone in the Tiangang Sect could only watch helplessly as the opponent broke the formation. Facing the huge Xuanzong, they could only pray that the Tiangang Sect-protecting formation could last longer.
After a roar that lasted for more than thirty times.
"Tsk!"
There was a stabbing sound, like the sound of iron sheets being torn apart, and the sect-protecting formation opened a three-foot gap.
"kill!"
Xuan Python shouted excitedly, took the lead, and charged through the gap.
Qingye moved and stopped him.
"Hoo ho ho..."
Hundreds of Xuanzong men in black swarmed in through the gap like locusts, killing everyone in the Tiangang Sect with murderous intent.
In the blink of an eye, spiritual power was scattered in the sky above Tiangang Gate, brilliance flowed, energy was violent, and there were killing sounds.
After only ten breaths, an elder from the Tiangang Sect fell to the earth and died.
Xuanzong not only had the upper hand in cultivation, but also had many times more people than Tiangang Sect. This battle was an overwhelming massacre.
One after another, figures fell from the sky to the earth, and nine out of ten of them were from the Tiangang Sect.
More than 20,000 miles away, at the edge of the Ziqian Forest, Yan Lan glanced at the people approaching with murderous intent. Suddenly, his mind was shaken, and he immediately sensed a drastic change in the expression of Qinghong beside him.
"No, Xuanzong has invaded our sect and wants to destroy our sect. The situation is critical!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation.
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Chapter completed!