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Chapter 687 Classification (27)

(God's Perspective)

The explosion in the Liuyun Palace in Lingshan this time is different from the explosion in Lingyao Pavilion before.

Not to mention that Jiang Lin, a person who knows space magic, had an explosion in Lingyao Pavilion before, I just said that the explosion affected several times that of Lingyao Pavilion.

Almost the entire Liuyun Palace suffered severe damage.

Although the disciples of Liuyun Palace used protective magic to protect themselves, they still suffered varying degrees of damage.

There are absolutely no minor injuries among the injured people. Fortunately, no deaths were caused, otherwise the situation may be even worse.

Among the seriously injured people, the elder of Liuyun Palace, Taoist Master Liuyun Murong Shanran.

After realizing the explosion of Liuyun Palace, Yun Qiqing was the first to come here.

"Uncle! Uncle!"

Yun Qiqing panicked and looked for Murong Shanran's figure among the gravels of Liuyun Palace.

"Qiqing..." After Mizixin and other people from the hall arrived, they saw Yun Qiqing flipping the exploded rubble alone.

"Everyone hurry up and save the people and send all the wounded to Xuyun Palace first."

"Why didn't it be sent to the elixir..."

"Don't ask, go!"

Mizixin frowned and ordered that the disciples of the palace would obediently do things as soon as they saw Mizixin.

Gu Choumian and Chen Yueluo asked Xiaoya to take care of Xiaoshao and also came to Liuyun Palace.

Chen Yueluo couldn't tell whether he was angry or sad when he saw Liuyun Palace. He then saw Yun Qiqing whispering the broken rubble while calling his uncle.

Gu Choumian directly searched for the injured Liuyun Palace disciples without saying a word.

Chen Yueluo also came to Yun Qiqing and helped to use spells to remove the rubble.

Yun Qiqing began to panic and pluck the rubble hard with his hands. Then when he saw Chen Yueluo use his magic power to remove the rubble, he stopped moving.

Chen Yueluo was wondering what happened to Yun Qiqing, why didn't he continue...

"Are you laughing at me? Do you think that I don't even have such a mana that can easily remove rubble is a very idiotic thing?

Do you think I'm very idiotic when digging with my hands? Do you think my speed is not saving people anymore!"

Yun Qiqing grabbed Chen Yueluo's collar angrily, "In your heart, I'm a waste, right! I'm a waste that I can't even protect my family... I'm just a... a waste..."

As Yun Qiqing spoke, his hand spread out Chen Yueluo's collar, and then he collapsed on the ground. His tone also began to sob powerlessly.

Naturally, his words were heard clearly by the disciples in charge of rescue not far away.

Mizixin wanted to come and persuade him, but he was taken a step ahead by Gu Choumian as soon as he was about to go there.

Gu Choumian went over and slapped Yun Qiqing, "Young junior brother said that slap is the most effective way to calm down. What are you rushing? We came here to save people. Your unreasonable trouble is purely a problem! If you don't want to save people, leave here and don't hinder others!"

Yun Qiqing lowered his head and did not look at Gu Choomian, but he remembered everything Gu Choomian said in his heart.

Gu Choumian pushed Chen Yueluo to the side to help. Before he could leave, he turned around and said a few words to Yun Qiqing, "So what about waste? Don't say your essence so sad! This will only make you very artificial!"

Chen Yueluo was a little scared when he heard Gu Choumian say this, because Gu Choumian never said that.

"Sleeping sad..."

"Don't talk nonsense, go and save people! You are the senior brother of Liuyun Palace! Do what you should do!"

Gu Choumian pushed Chen Yueluo for a while and let him go to the other side to help.

Yun Qiqing looked at the ground with a breathless glance. Mizixin looked at this and he was unable to come forward to persuade him.

The injured disciples of Liuyun Palace were successively rescued from the ruins of Liuyun Palace.

Some foreign immortal sects also came to help with the rescue, but some immortal sects began to talk nonsense.

"Tell me why the Liuyun Palace exploded here?"

"Who knows here? Could it be a good show arranged by Jinglingshan?"

"It is very likely that there is no such thing as this. Only evil people who dare to sacrifice themselves can live long."

"So, I'm afraid that Jing Lingshan really has any intersection with the demons, so there is something ulterior motive hidden in Liuyun Palace."

"Yes, Liuyun Palace here is said to be the place where the collection of classics in Lingshan is Ling. I am afraid that any thousand-year-old magic records will no longer exist."

"Do you think this is because of the consequences of Lingshan? The demon king of the border has also appeared here before. Someone who had died in the immortal gates that visited Lingshan before.

This time, even his disciples dared to hurt him in Lingshan, for fear that he would no longer be a decent person.”

Of course, some disciples of Lingshan who don’t like to listen to these words, and those who are as impatient as Taoist Master Xuqing want to rush over and confront them.

Immediately afterwards, the impulse of these disciples was suppressed by one person for a moment.

The cold air swept across the Liuyun Palace, and everyone present felt the biting cold.

The white clothes in the Spirit Realm Dao walked slowly and he came to those nonsense outer disciples and looked at them with his cold eyes that could kill people.

The group of outer disciples quickly shut up, and they even felt difficult to breathe.

Is this the aura of the head of Jinglingshan, their master Jinglingshan?

"Disciples have met Master..."

Before those disciples of Lingshan in the Realm finished their salutes, Lingjing Dao waved his hand and smacked his lips with annoyance.

"No one can be left behind when saving people."

The Spirit Realm Taoist is ordinary, but his influence is very great. Everyone present, including those outer disciples who just said nothing, also searched for people.

"It's too slow! Tsk!" Ling Realm smacked his lips impatiently, and then he waved his hand, and the falling rubble floated in the air, and the injured and unconscious disciples of Liuyun Palace were also clearly exposed.

Under Mizixin's command, the personnel were rescued quickly.

"We have found Uncle Liuyun!"

Suddenly, the disciples of Chengxu Palace shouted, and some of them went over there to help.

When Yun Qiqing heard the word Liuyun, his eyes became more and more vivid. He rolled and crawled up and rushed towards Murong Shanran.

Uncle! You must be safe, Qing'er is the only relative like you!!

Murong Shanran's injuries were not the most serious, but his arms, legs and feet were shattered by the explosion. It was impossible to treat them by relying solely on Mizi Xindao. In addition, Master Xuyun's injuries were not healed at this time, so there were really too few people who could heal the healing technique in Lingshan.

The Spirit Realm Taoist looked at Murong Shanran, and then he looked at Taoist Xuanxin in the black and white Taoist robe not far away.

The spiritual realm Taoist eyes were filled with murderous aura, and the air around him was lowered several degrees again.
Chapter completed!
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