"That's it?"

Zhang Ziling looked at the monks in the dense sky, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but ask Han Sixue.

"Looking at the clothes of those monks, they should be the first-class force in Dongxuan Middle Earth Yuehuamen. The base of Yuehuamen is indeed in this area. They often have friction with the surrounding forces due to some spiritual veins or medicine fields. Judging from their formation, they probably started a war with which force they have started."

Han Sixue saw the silver-white sect uniforms of the monks and explained to Zhang Ziling.

"Master, there are also a large number of monks coming over there!"

Ye Zi pointed to the other side and said, Zhang Ziling turned his head and saw a large number of monks wearing orange ancient robes flying towards him, and his aura was no worse than Yuehua Sect!

"That is Yangyan Sect, the mortal enemy of Yuehua Sect! Yangyan Sect is also a sect in this area. Its strength is not weaker than that of Yuehua Sect. The two families are mortal enemies. They often fight for nearby cultivation resources. There are countless casualties and injuries every time. Emperor, let's leave here first to avoid being caught in!"

Han Sixue recognized another group of monks, her face changed slightly, and she quickly said to Zhang Ziling.

The grudges between the two major sects of Yuehua Sect and Yangyan Sect have lasted for thousands of years. The two sides have been in a grudge for a long time. Every time they take action, they are cruel and ruthless, with countless casualties and injuries.

Once you are involved in the dispute between these two sects, it will not be so easy to get out!

Now the monks from Yuehua Sect and Yangyan Sect are flying towards them, and it is obvious that they are standing on the battlefield where the two major sects are engaged in a fight.

As soon as Han Sixue finished speaking, the monks from the two major sects landed on the hill where Zhang Ziling stood. The two sides were tense, and the surrounding atmosphere instantly solidified!

The powerful momentum spread around, and the wind around him also calmed down.

Thousands of monks gathered on the mountain in an instant, and the powerful momentum almost made the surrounding air solidify. Even Han Sixue, who is the God of Tao, felt a lot of pressure, let alone Ye Zi.

Seeing Ye Zi's pale face, Han Sixue hurriedly blocked Ye Zi and shared the pressure on Ye Zi.

"You?" Ye Zi didn't expect Han Sixue to help her. She was stunned and didn't know what to say.

"The sect's grudges, the idle people are waiting to leave quickly!"

At this time, a thin Taoist god walked out of Yuehua Gate and warned Zhang Ziling and the others: "If you retreat late, when we slaughter Yanggou next, don't blame us for having no eyes on the sword and hurt you!"

"Chang Lin, you Moonworms are so angry! Let's see if we don't kill you today!" A Taoist god with five big and three thick aura also came out of the Yangyan Sect. His aura was no weaker than that of the Taoist god of Yuehua Sect, and his temper was even more intense.

"Ha! Jin Lie, last time you were lucky and asked you to escape. I didn't expect you to come this time. I'll see if I won't slap you!"

"Skinny bug, look at me crushing you to death!"

"Old Jin Dog, come on your life!"

boom!

The Taoist gods of both sides quarreled as soon as they met. After a few words, they started a war and instantly started a battle!

The monks from the two sects shouted and killed each other, fighting each other, and making a mess.

In a moment, a large piece of the mountain standing at Zhang Ziling was cut off by monks from two major sects.

"The hatred of these two families is really so great?"

When Zhang Ziling saw that both sides met, he started fighting, and wished he could swallow each other's flesh and blood alive. He couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, and took Ye Zi and Han Sixue away from the battlefield and flew into the air.

"These two major sects are enemies. Yuehua Sect once killed three sect leaders of Yanganyan Sect, nearly a hundred elders, and countless disciples of Cultivation

scholar……"

"Yuehua Sect is so cruel?" Zhang Ziling was slightly stunned when he heard Han Sixue's introduction and asked in surprise.

Han Sixue smiled bitterly and continued: "The Yangyan Sect's ruthlessness is even more. They not only killed more than a dozen Supreme Elders of Yuehua Sect, digged up the tombs of the master and ancestors, but even snatched away all the wife of the current sect leader..."

"Not...how much hatred does both of them have?"

Ye Zi heard it a little illusory. Looking at the two major sects fighting below, his eyes were full of incredible: "I still use Dongxuan Middle Earth as a holy place for cultivation, but I didn't expect it to be even more chaotic than the Wanlong Empire."

"I heard that the masters of these two major sects are old enemies, and the masters of both sides created the Yangyan Sect and Yuehua Sect to compete for anger."

"After developing over the past thousand years, both of their masters and ancestors have fallen in the fight, and the hatred between the two major sects is getting deeper and deeper, and no one can resolve it." Han Sixue said.

Yangyan Sect and Yuehua Sect are both famous forces in the Middle Land of Dongxuan, and the grievances between the sects on both sides are also quite famous. Even if Han Sixue doesn't care about these strange things in the world, she still has a good understanding of the grievances between the two sects.

"Interesting... I didn't expect that before we entered Dongxuan Middle Earth, we saw such a big drama."

Hearing Han Sixue's explanation, Zhang Ziling also looked at the monks on both sides who were in a mess below with interest, with a smile on his lips, ready to watch the excitement.

All the cultivators of these two sects were killing. As soon as they fought together, there were casualties and injuries. Many cultivators on both sides were strangled by surging spiritual power, and the scene was extremely cruel and bloody.

The two Taoist gods at the center of the battlefield, Jin Lie and Chang Lin, also fought extremely fiercely, and used their magic tricks frequently. You can tell at a glance that they are people with extremely rich combat experience.

Ye Ziguang felt a little enlightened when he watched the two of them fighting and had more experience in the battle.

"Emperor, these two cultivators will not be able to quit the battle after half of their casualties. When the battle becomes fierce, it may affect us. Let's retreat a little further." Han Sixue did not like to watch the lively type, and did not care much about the outcome of the two sects, so she couldn't help but persuade Zhang Ziling.

It is also troublesome to get involved in the feud between the two major sects in the end.

"Yes." Zhang Ziling nodded and was about to retreat to the distance, but suddenly found that some monks in the battle circle were not right, and a light flashed in his eyes.

"Wait... something is wrong with this battle!"

Zhang Ziling focused on those monks and found that the monks did not look like those around them, with excitement and hatred on their faces. Instead, he was very calm and rarely took the initiative to attack, and was basically defending.

Moreover, although those monks were fighting, they were also using some kind of treasure to secretly collect the souls of the dead monks.

What surprised Zhang Ziling even more was that those monks were clearly in the two camps of Yangyan Sect and Yuehua Sect, but they were doing the same thing. Several monks were distributed throughout the battlefield, covering the entire battlefield...

This made it difficult for Zhang Ziling not to believe that those monks were not from third-party forces.

"Those guys...the methods are somewhat like those of Emperor Eleven and Emperor Thirteen in Naiqing's tomb. Could it be that they also met people from the Emperor Palace here?"

Zhang Ziling murmured, feeling more and more that the behavior of those monks was very similar to that of Emperor Eleven.

At that time, Emperor Eleven also collected the corpse and soul of the Taoist God in the chaos.

"What do they want to do?"

Looking at the figures of the monks, Zhang Ziling narrowed his eyes slightly and his mind became active.
Chapter completed!