Seeing that Song Jue responded to the Fu Gua, I felt relieved.

At this time, my mysterious armor was broken. Not to mention that Han Zongbu took action personally, any Maoshan Sect disciple could wield his sword to kill me.

I forced myself to stand there, wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth with my hands, and looked at Han Zongbu.

Song Jue returned to the nine heavens, and no one is protecting me now.

Han Zongbu's thunder technique is condensed into the magic sword and can drop a thunder strike at any time.

However, he did not dare to kill this sword.

The things about the dragon in Daozang were deliberately erased. The lack of records does not mean that they do not exist.

For ordinary Taoist soldiers, the black dragon is dead, and the dragon blood dyes the earth red.

But the Taoist master knew very well that the black dragon not only did not die, but also temporarily broke through the realm.

The yin is peeled off, and the yang returns.

When she returns from the Nine Heavens, the Taoist army will no longer face ordinary flying dragons, but Kanglongs.

The flying dragon has the power of a god, while the Kanglong has the power of a true god.

With the current strength of the three Taoist sects, the price of fighting against Kanglong is too heavy.

The Heavenly Master Alliance and the Quanzhen Sect may have the power to fight. But the Maoshan Sect can no longer bear heavy casualties.

The main purpose of the Taoist army entering Kunlun was to make Kunlun Ruins. Although the resources of the Exiled Immortal Sect were also very important, they were far less than the immortal fate in Kunlun Xu.

Perhaps, the battle should end when Song Jue appears.

Unfortunately, the Taoist sect has too deep obsession with dragons and phoenixes.

At this moment, looking at the black clouds that kept rolling in the sky, countless people felt regretful...

As the only Yang God of the Taoist Sect, Han Zongbu finally let go of his pride as Yang God, and his face showed a gray look.

"I'll kill him!"

After speaking, the young and handsome Han Baichuan appeared out of the line and walked towards me with his sword.

Facing this former desperate god, my heart was calm.

I was wondering, if it weren't for him, would Aqing and I have come to this point today.

Han Baichuan walked closer and closer to me, and his face became more and more ferocious.

Finally, Han Baichuan walked up to me.

"Qin Jue. Today is your death date." Han Baichuan said.

I glanced at him, then looked away from his face, and focused on sensing the changes in the air.

Song Jue escaped from the dragon soul and had to reunite his body to return. The clouds in the sky changed a lot, and the spiritual energy of the dragon veins under the underground collapsed.

I only care about when Song Jue will return, and I don't care about the sword in Han Baichuan's hand at all.

Being ignored by me made Han Baichuan both embarrassed and angry, and he couldn't help but wave his sword to point at my throat.

The sharp sword tip easily pierced my skin. Fine blood beads flowed out, and the blood beads were connected into blood lines, flowing on the broken black armor.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Han Baichuan stared at me and asked gloomyly.

"No one is not afraid of death, but I know I will definitely not die."

"As long as I stab you with this sword, you will definitely die."

"You can try it." I said lightly.

Han Baichuan was furious, his wrist was shaken, and the tip of the sword pierced a little more. Blood poured into his throat.

The intense discomfort made me unable to retreat.

But my instinctive reaction doubled and stimulated Han Zongbu's murderous intention. A trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he was about to completely cut off my vitality.

At this moment, a fierce and powerful Xun Fengshui sleeve knocked him away.

I hurriedly pressed the sword wound on my throat with my hands and coughed up several mouthfuls of semen and blood.

The person who pulled Han Baichuan away was Han Zongbu. The latter got up from the ground and asked in a daze: "Why don't you let me kill Qin Jue?"

Han Zongbu didn't even look at him. He walked up to me with a calm face and stared at me seriously.

"Qin Jue, I want to have a good talk with you." Han Zongbu said calmly.

"There is nothing to talk about between us," I said.

"Kanglong regrets, the one in heaven may never return."

Han Zongbu's words are exactly the annotation of the Yi Book of Changes on Kanglong's character.

The dragon flew too high and could never fly back.

Kanglong is the old yang, while the yang pole produces yin.

Once the hexagram changes, the Kanglong will disappear forever.

At the same time, Han Zongbu's words also imply the laws of heaven and earth.

The laws of heaven and earth in the Dharma-Ending Age prohibit the gods from being in the human world, and the kong dragon has the power of the nine heavenly righteous gods. It should never appear in the human world.

However, the Dharma-Ending Age has ended, and the laws of heaven and earth should also be changed.

If Song Jue cannot return, the Sanmao True Lord in Kunlun Ruins will also be impossible for him to return to the world.

"I believe she will definitely come back." I thought about it and said.

"Even if I can come back, it will take time. During this period, I can do a lot of things, such as killing you, and destroying the sect of exiled immortals."

"What do you want to talk to me?" I asked.

"The Taoist sect retreats, and today the war will end." Han Zongbu said.

“What are the conditions?”

"The one in heaven must not prevent the Taoist sect from entering Kunlun Ruins."

This condition for Han Zong Buti was as expected by me. In fact, not only Maoshan Zong was unable to get rid of the tiger, but Quanzhen Sect and Tianshi Mansion were also deeply trapped in the quagmire.

Song Jue is back, and it takes a long time to return.

With the current strength of the three Taoist sects, even if the army does not move, they can only send elite masters to the mountain to destroy the exiled immortal sect in the blink of an eye.

Even if Song Jue returns, the Taoist army will also have the strength to beat Kanglong. However, the price is too heavy.

"Is this your decision alone?" I asked.

I just finished asking. Quanzhen Sect and Tianshi Mansion each sent a divine voice transmission, which came from the mouth of Wang Yifeng, the head of Quanzhen Sect and Zhang Jingshui, the head of Tianshi Mansion.

It is obvious that Taoist has reached an agreement on this matter.

"Okay, I can promise you."

Without too much hesitation, I directly agreed to Han Zongbu's proposal.

The war is endless and disaster is endless. It is indeed time to end.

Today's battle is a huge shame for the Taoist sect, and for us it is an extremely dangerous disaster for life and death.

Fortunately, we survived safely and finally survived.

Nothing is more important than being alive.

The three Taoist sects retreated quickly and retreated in an instant.

The Taoist soldiers who died in battle were rescued on the spot, their bodies were taken away, and they were buried in the place.

When all the traces are covered with ice and snow, the world is covered with white.

When the Taoist army began to evacuate, Murong Lingjun and Liu Qingyi came down the mountain to me.

I took out the spiritual medicine, healed my wounds, and took me the Snow Lotus Guiyuan Pill that regulates my qi and blood.

I was very hurt, and my wounds were shocking.

These elixirs can only temporarily stop the injury from worsening, and it will take a long time to repair it.

"Qin Jue, will you blame us for not going to fight?" Murong Lingjun said with guilt.

"This battle does not belong to you," I said.

"But if it weren't for you, the Exiled Immortal Sect would have been destroyed by the three Taoist sects. We should fight side by side in terms of emotion and reason."

"There are opportunities after fighting side by side, but not today."

Murong Lingjun remained silent, and a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes.

As a bystander in the entire battle, she knew very well that the cruelty and danger of today's battle was not something that the disciples of the Exiled Immortal Sect could participate.

Even if the head sect Yu Shaoyang comes, he can only retreat.

The three Taoist sects, hundreds of thousands of armys, the Zhoutian Star Dou Array, the Ten Thousand Talismans and Tribulation Array, the Five-Term Thunder Domain, and the Thirty-six-Term Taoist Array...

After the wound was bandaged, I asked Liu Qingyi and Murong Lingjun to go back first and take good care of Aqing.

After the two left, there was no one at the foot of the mountain.

Everything is quiet, and the white snow falls.

I sat cross-legged on the ground, while urging my breathing, while quietly waiting for Song Jue to return.
Chapter completed!