Chapter 1461 Is It Really Gone?

Zong Xingyu stood quietly on the spot, his chest heaving violently, his face flushed, and the veins on his forehead bulging out. He was breathing heavily, and his expression was extremely ferocious.

He stood quietly for a while, then suddenly rushed towards the altar as if mad, towards the figures sitting quietly.

"Uncle Wang! Third Uncle Wang! Look at me, look at me, I am Xingyu, I am Xingyu..."

The target figure that Zong Xingyu was talking to was still sitting mechanically, his eyes were gray and white, motionless, as if he couldn't hear at all and was indifferent.

"Uncle Li! Uncle Li..."

"Uncle Dao, Uncle Dao..."

"Uncle Qian, Uncle Qian..."

Zong Xingyu called out one by one, but never received any response.

He looked desperately at these bronze sculpture-like figures. The elders who had shown infinite love and affection to him in the past suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. He suddenly looked up to the sky with extreme grief and anger and shouted: "What the hell is going on!"

"What's going on! Why is this happening!"

"You guys are talking! You guys are talking, you can say whatever you want, just say a word..."

"Look at me! I am Xingyu, Zong Xingyu..."

He jumped in and hugged someone from behind and shook him violently: "Uncle Wu, Uncle Wu, look at me, look at me... I am Xingyu, I am the Xingyu you loved most back then. …”

The man remained indifferent and unresponsive.

Zong Xingyu walked around, walked around in front of the man, and shouted in a hissing voice: "Uncle Wu...could it be that you..."

He moved to the front, but he blocked the way for this person to input vitality into the altar. The man finally turned his head slowly and stared at him with gray eyes. His eyes that he didn't understand at first moved. Zong Xingyu saw this. I was overjoyed and shouted happily: "Uncle Wu...it's me..."

Unfortunately, before he could finish his sentence, the man suddenly took action and slapped him hard on the chest.

puff!

This sudden attack was so severe that Zong Xingyu was caught off guard and suffered such a heavy blow that his internal organs were almost shattered. A mouthful of blood spurted out and he flew far away.

Cuofei Zong Xingyu also has the cultivation of the most powerful person in the world. Even when his mind is unstable, he still has extremely strong energy to guard the last line of defense. The young master of the West Palace is afraid that he will die inexplicably. Here it is!

However, his body was still in mid-air. Zong Xingyu still had no resentment in his heart, but was filled with disbelief. His eyes when he looked at Uncle Wu were filled with deep heartache.

After Uncle Wu knocked Zong Xingyu away with one palm, he turned his head as if nothing had happened and resumed his original posture. A stream of true spiritual energy was continuously shot out from the palm of his hand and injected into the altar.

The whole person has returned to the state of clay sculpture and wood sculpture.

That's not the case. With the astonishing strength shown by Uncle Wu and the injuries Zong Xingyu suffered, Zong Xingyu would definitely die with just one more palm at most!

And the blood that Zong Xingyu vomited out in large mouths sprayed on the ground, bright blood red, black smoke suddenly rose from the altar, the blood on the ground quickly turned into mist, and flew into the altar with a "sudden" sound, and the place on the ground that was originally stained red , no more red at all.

"Cough cough cough cough..." Zong Xingyu kept choking and coughing, struggling to support his body to get up from the ground, his expression was full of despair. Not only because of the severe injuries, the physical strength cannot sustain the load, but also because of the psychological blow, which is the real pain!

For a moment, he stood blankly staring at these people.

After practicing for a long time, he cried out like crying and laughing: "Why is this..."

But I don’t know who this sentence is about!

Ask someone? Ask yourself? Ask your father? Or asking the devil?

Or maybe asking... God?

The so-called God's will plays tricks on people, and fate plays tricks on people, it's nothing more than this!

Zong Xingyu's voice was shrill and his mood was confused.

He staggered backwards, step by step, staggering out, spitting out a mouthful of blood almost every step he took. But his eyes were still fixed on these people.

Even if these people's expressions move a little, their eyes move a little, they show a little bit of care. I can also feel the warmth of that year.

At that time, if I had vomited blood like this, let alone vomiting blood, even if I scratched a little skin, these uncles and uncles would be heartbroken and crazy, but now, no one cares about what will happen to me...

He retreated to a position where he couldn't see the figure over there, and retreated to the exit.

Of these sixty-three people, still no one moved an inch or changed.

He didn't turn his head, his expression didn't change, and he didn't even move his eyes.

On the ground, a lot of blood spit out along the way was still the same as before, turning into mist and flying into the altar.

The whole space is still so eerie and ghostly.

At this point, Zong Xingyu was finally in despair. He laughed miserably, suddenly turned his head, stumbled and ran out without looking back.

At this time, Ye Xiao and others have now arrived at the periphery of the West Hall.

This time, Ye Xiao felt extremely abnormal. It was an extremely bad feeling.

"The scope seems a little wrong." It was Qionghua Yuehuang who spoke first.

Jufan cultivators, especially veteran and advanced cultivators, are always not as good as Ye Xiao, but they are particularly sensitive to their own sensory conditions, which is a bit like the legendary saying that things are not going right and they are whims.

Along the way, Ye Xiao could feel that Qionghua Yuehuang was becoming more and more gentle towards him. It could even be said that he was following and watching him intentionally or unintentionally.

Basically, no matter how big or small the situation is, he will get involved. As for anything that can be related to Ye Xiao, he will be very concerned, very active, and very proactive.

Regarding this point, even Lei Dadi and other three elders are very satisfied.

"What's going on with that woman? How can she be so mean... Chong Xiao is the apprentice of our three brothers! She is always so proactive and caring, so what's going on... Could it be that the child is good-looking? I am obsessed with it and want the old cow to eat the young grass..."

"No, that's not the case. That boy Chong Xiao is indeed outstanding in appearance, but that girl from Yue Huang is probably not that good. Besides, the way I see her looking at Chong Xiao is more like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law..."

"That's also with bad intentions. Our disciple's wife is not from Qionghua Moon Palace. Why does she think so? What qualifications does she have to think so!" Lei Dadi secretly blew his beard and glared, obviously feeling very unhappy. .

Feng Wuying was also very unhappy: "It's just that, that old woman is really... nosy, she actually took away all our jobs... I don't think she intends to allocate any of her disciples to Chong Xiao, so she warned her in advance Okay, we can’t do this…”

"Yes, yes, this must not be done..."

While they were making random guesses, Ye Xiao was talking to the Moon Emperor.

Ye Xiao frowned and said: "The surrounding atmosphere is indeed very strange. It seems that some changes have occurred."

The Moon Emperor nodded and said: "Not bad, not bad. There is indeed something wrong with the atmosphere."

Ye smiled and said: "Well, actually since our group entered the boundary of the West Palace, I have felt that basically every step forward, the murderous aura and ferocious aura becomes stronger."

He looked at the dense forest in front of him with his deep eyes, took a breath and said: "I have a vague prediction. It seems that the people in the West Palace... are planning to fight us."

"But judging from our initial predictions and the information we have... the Demon Lord shouldn't do this, at least not in such a hurry, because he still needs us to help him kill people and kill more people... otherwise , there is simply not enough life spirit energy to complete the nine altars.”

"But now, there is such a depressing atmosphere again..." Ye Xiao frowned: "There must be some kind of variables that we don't know about? And this situation is not only bad for us, but also with the Demon Lord The presets are not consistent. This variable affects both sides at the same time. I am really interested in who has the energy to create this variable!"

The Moon Emperor narrowed his eyes and said: "Since it can't be the Demon Lord, then could the problem lie with the number two figure in the West Palace... Zong Xingyu?"

Ye Xiao was silent for a moment and said: "This remains to be seen. It is not appropriate to make any assumptions at this stage."

"There is another possibility... that the energy required by their altar is enough. If this is the case, the current situation may also occur!" Qionghua Yuehuang frowned suspiciously.

"This is absolutely impossible!" Ye Xiao shook his head decisively: "If it was really enough, then the West Hall would definitely have ceased to exist... it would have been filled into the altar to complete the magic fire."

Qionghua Yuehuang's expression changed and he said in disbelief: "How is this possible? Zong Xingyu has always been Zong Yuankai's biological son. Even if Zong Yuankai could sacrifice anyone with his heart, he would not sacrifice his own son. Bar."

Ye Xiao said lightly: "In emergencies, you have to obey the authority. In some extreme cases, you can deny your son. Compared with Qingyun Tianyu, which pays more attention to personal power and has more human touch. I have traveled to the lower realm of Hanyang before. At that time, we really witnessed too many human tragedies of fathers killing their sons and sons killing their fathers. The so-called hero's method is to deny the relatives, especially the people. What's more, Zong Yuankai is already a monster. How much humanity can be preserved?”

Upon hearing these words, Qionghua Yuehuang was suddenly stunned.

From these words, she suddenly felt a burst of extreme heartache, which made her heart twitch.

Looking at the calm and handsome face in front of her, she could feel the pain in Ye Xiao's heart. The Moon Emperor couldn't help but have the urge to hold him in his arms and comfort him.

…

Ye Xiao and his party are still about 700 miles away from the West Palace.

However, at this distance, the coalition forces have suffered an unprecedented and crazy blockage, resulting in unprecedented casualties.

Yes, the current resistance we are facing can only be described with the word "crazy".

It was an extreme fight without any scruples and no room for mercy. Every battle was extremely bloody and violent.

At this time, the men in the west hall were fighting in a completely lifeless manner.

As for those who seek death and fight bloody battles, it seems that they are the victims, and they are the ones who want to defend their right to live at all costs. They are full of courage, grief, anger and aggrievedness.

"What's going on? As for being so powerful, do you dare to die?" Ye Xiao felt surprised.

The Demon Lord is Zong Yuankai; the West Palace is the headquarters of Demon Soul Dao. This is an undoubted fact, reality!

The West Palace is the source of the catastrophe that brought disaster to Qingyun and the Heavenly Domain. This is even more irrefutable!

Then why are you so angry? Why does it seem like we are bullying you...

This, this is unacceptable no matter how you put it!

It is obvious that you guys have forced all the fellow Jianghu people in the entire Qingyun Heavenly Domain to die, okay!

Okay?

Okay? ! !

Waves of attacks, ambushes, attacks, face-to-face duels, challenges by name, and even sneak attacks, poisoning, traps, assassinations, and plots...

Sometimes, the coalition forces can find hundreds of attacks and battles from different directions and positions in one day!

Such a frequency of attacks made Ye Xiaoxuanbing and others feel that the top leaders of the West Palace seemed to have been stimulated by something, and then, they went crazy?

But, but, but, what exactly caused them to go crazy?

You can bring disaster to the heavens and bring disaster to the blue sky, what else can you not bear? !

…

At the highest point of the palace building in the West Palace, "Jizeng", Zong Xingyu sat alone, his eyes were cold, his face was pale, and there was an indescribable arrogance at the corner of his mouth.

"Since you deprive me of the family affection I long for, I should give you something in return!"

"You let me let them in, but I will do the most extreme obstruction!"

"You want the West Palace to disappear quietly, but I will fight back with all my strength and have a brilliant battle!"

"Even if I am in the devil's way, even if the West Palace is destined to be extinct, I can't end up in a cowardly way, I must fight a big battle!"

"If you can't stand it, if you think I have violated your wishes, come and hit me! Come and hit me!"

Zong Yuankai was severely injured by a palm before, and his old wounds have not healed, but there is only a crazy flame burning in his eyes.

Perhaps even he himself did not figure it out. He was an old man who had experienced countless years, was mature and prudent, and could distinguish the importance of things. He had long passed the age of impulsiveness, but why did he suddenly lose his temper at such a moment?

That stubbornness, that intentional mood of making trouble, clearly had not appeared in him for more than ten thousand years...

At this moment, it spread like wildfire.

Perhaps Zong Xingyu did not realize that he was actually hoping that his father would find out what he had done and come to teach him a lesson, and wake him up by telling him the facts and reasoning; but he did not want to be as cold and expressionless as he was now.

As if there was no temperature at all.

I have been following the rules for too long, pretending for countless years. This time, on the eve of the destruction of the West Palace, I want to be willful once. I just want to see if my father, after entering the devil's way, no longer has the so-called human emotions!

Is there not even a little bit, a little bit, a little bit, a little bit? !

"Is it really gone?" Zong Xingyu stood up and roared to the sky.

He now only felt the tightness in his chest, as if it could explode at any time.

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