Chapter 371 The Ancient Pavilion Waits for Your Arrival

"Has Ye Zhong finally shown up?"

On this cliff, the eyes of almost everyone's young Tianjiao changed instantly at this moment.

In this battlefield, those who can gather here at this critical moment are of course not ordinary people.

Any one of them is a leader among the sects and ethnic groups to which they belong, and they are known as young people, peerless heroes, and they are very terrifying and powerful.

This group of Tianjiao was too strong at the beginning, and did not participate in the battle of the ancient battlefield, but this time they appeared, but they all came for Ye Zhong.

"Being able to kill Junior Brother Cang Feibai's avatar shows that Ye Zhong is really capable. Don't worry, Junior Brother Cang. This time, the Brotherhood will personally take action to avenge you." The wings are crystal clear, while his complexion is as white as jade, with a kind of conceit and pride. He is the arrogance of the Yu Clan, Yu Jinglun, the leader of the Yu Clan generation, and his status is comparable to that of the Holy Maiden Mo Mushi in the Astrology Temple, so he is naturally qualified to speak like this.

"Senior Brother Bu Lao Yu." Cang Feibai's expression was a bit ugly, he took out a panacea and swallowed it, and then said coldly, "I will kill this Ye Zhong myself, no need for you to take action."

"Heh, you Astrology Temple, are you ready to eat alone?" Another young man, Tianjiao, smiled and said with a kind of sarcasm, "Your clone has been beheaded by him, if the main body is also beheaded, wouldn't everything be destroyed?" Hugh? Anyway, the purpose of our gathering here today is to capture Ye Zhong. Now that we know the news, let's move together. As for who can capture Ye Zhong, it depends on each individual's ability, how about it?"

"Okay! It should be so!" The other young Tianjiao all smiled. These Tianjiao are very confident and conceited. So what if Ye Zhong forged an immortal body? This is not an ancient battlefield, and there is no limit to the realm.

"Fei Bai, just tell me the location of Ye Zhong. Since you brothers want to gamble, let's all fight together." Mo Mushi said with a smile.

Hearing Mo Mushi's words, Cang Feibai's expression changed slightly. He remembered the words when the clone and Ye Zhong were fighting, and his expression was a little ugly, but he nodded after a while, and then pointed in one direction.

"Okay! Dao brothers, today we will see who can capture Ye Zhong, let's go first!" Yu Jinglun, the Tianjiao of the Yu Clan, laughed loudly, and then rushed forward quickly, flashing like a streamer.

The other Tianjiao also escaped quickly, using their means one by one to keep up.

These people are very confident and conceited. From the beginning to the end, they were not prepared to pass the news to the higher-ups. They all wanted to fight Ye Zhong.

Cang Feibai's expression was cold. He had fought Ye Zhong with his avatar, so he naturally knew how powerful and extraordinary he was. At this moment, he didn't stop him, but stood up slowly and walked in that direction.

"I'd like to see how many of you can survive under Ye Zhong's hands in the end!"

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At the edge of the battlefield, Ye Zhong quickly caught up with the previous group of outer disciples, but at the moment of catching up, he almost went crazy, because the group of disciples he finally saved, together with the two outer disciples The elders have all died tragically, and judging from their appearance, it is obvious that they have experienced a great battle before them.

Ye Zhong trembled slightly and almost lost all his strength. All this was too tragic and unacceptable.

"Crack——"

Soon, there was another battle sound in the distance. Ye Zhong endured his grief, and when he looked over, he saw a group of inner disciples being chased out by a group of people. The two sides fought, and people continued to die.

"You have passed!"

Ye Zhong was full of murderous aura, and the next moment he charged out, before those pursuers had time to react, he swept out wildly.

"Puff--"

A string of heads rolled to the ground, both sides were stunned, but soon both sides recognized Ye Zhong's identity at the same time.

"It's you! Ye Zhong!"

Those chasers looked inexplicable and full of excitement.

"Yang Hao." Ye Zhong looked at the leader of the inner disciples of the Astrology Sect, and it was Yang Hao who had some grievances.

"I didn't expect to be able to join hands with you in the end and fight side by side. Life is impermanent!" Yang Hao laughed, with a smile of gratitude and generosity in his smile.

In the face of such a catastrophe for the sect, personal grievances have long since disappeared.

"Where are so many nonsense, you take them away, and I'll finish them off." Ye Zhong pointed out, killed a few pursuers holding talismans, and said with a smile.

"No need, I have already invited the ancestor spirit today, just like the senior brothers of the inner sect, time is running out, in this case, it is better to die vigorously in battle, so after I come, Ye Zhong, you take the others and leave. "Yang Hao shook his head, very free and easy, and smiled.

He had no resentment or anger, and was very calm, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"By the way, when you came back this time, you originally wanted to see if you could get the first place in the inner sect, but now it seems that there is no way, because those senior brothers have already died in battle." Yang Hao laughed loudly, and then He waved his hand to signal Ye Zhong to leave, and then rushed out quickly.

Ye Chong looked complicated, but soon he turned around and left with the other inner disciples. Because he knew very well that most likely Yang Hao would choose to blow himself up at the last moment. Because no matter those hall masters or elders, any member of the astrology sect who invites the ancestors to succeed has made the same choice, and it is also the last choice.

For the next day and night, Ye Zhong fled with many disciples along the way, gathered many disciples along the way, and finally left the mountain area where the Vientiane City was located, far away from the blockade of more than a dozen forces.

A cliff, a mountain road, and an ancient pavilion.

Ye Zhong sat in the ancient pavilion and did not leave. He watched the inner and outer disciples of the Astrology Sect leave, but he stayed behind.

In fact, this time the loss of the Astrological Sect was very tragic. At least as far as Ye Zhong saw, only these new disciples survived, while most of the hall masters, elders and elite disciples had already died.

Ye Zhong's eyes fell to the sky, and the battle between suzerain An Hongzhen and the four powerful emperors could no longer be seen, but Ye Zhong had already guessed the ending. Even if the suzerain can kill one or two powerful emperors, he himself will surely fall in the end. Because this is the doomed ending.

"Star Temple, Shengru Pavilion, Xuanlei Palace, Wuxiang Building, Bailian Valley, Yu Clan, Shi Clan, Banyue Lingshan, Qingyun Shenshan..."

Ye Zhong stretched out his finger, and wrote gently on the stone table in the ancient pavilion. Each handwriting fell down, with a tragic killing intent.

"Today, I can't destroy you and other ethnic groups and avenge my whole family of Astrology Sect, but let me charge a little interest first!"

Suddenly, Ye Zhong turned his head and his eyes fell to the rear. At this moment, his eyes were very indifferent.

Above the sky, at this moment, there are more than a dozen figures roaring towards them, flying like lightning, very flamboyant, with an air of arrogance and domineering.

Soon, these dozens of figures seemed to be aware of it. They paused in mid-air at the same time, and then quickly fell to the edge of the ancient pavilion.

These figures are obviously the arrogance of the group of major forces. At this moment, after chasing for a day and a night, they finally caught up with Ye Zhong. At this moment, almost everyone's eyes fell on the ancient pavilion. Their expressions are somewhat different.

In the ancient pavilion, Ye Zhong found a teapot and teacup from nowhere, and was simmering it over a slow fire, drinking it by himself. He didn't look at those Tianjiao, his expression was very indifferent, and he didn't feel disturbed by the appearance of these Tianjiao. There is no emotion.

"This is the only one in our Western Wilderness Realm who dares to call himself the supreme youth. Is the madman Ye Zhong already? He is indeed worthy of the word madman. He is crazy enough." A young man with silver hair on his head. There was thunder and light in between, he came from Xuanlei Palace, and he had a great grievance with Ye Zhong. At this moment, he was the first to taunt and stare at Ye Zhong indifferently.

Ye Chong ignored him, and was still drinking to himself, as if enjoying himself.

This Tianjiao from Xuanlei Palace's expression changed slightly, but in the end he didn't make a move. Because Ye Zhong's name is too big, although there are a lot of people on their side at this moment, no one wants to take the lead.

"Junior Brother Ye Zhong, it's a rare goodbye. Don't you invite me to have a cup of tea?" Mo Mushi smiled and walked out slowly. She came to sit down on the stone table made by Ye Zhong, and spoke softly.

"It's just rough tea. If the saint wants to, please do it yourself." Ye Zhong glanced at Mo Mushi casually, without any intention of paying attention to the saint from the Astrology Temple.

"Thank you very much." However, Mo Mushi smiled. She flipped her hand and took out a jade cup. She took a deep breath of a cup of tea, and then couldn't help sighing, "This is freshly picked tea, bitter and sweet. It is indeed top grade... If Junior Brother Ye Zhong likes to drink tea, I will send you a batch in the future."

Ye Zhong raised his head, took a deep look at Mo Mushi, and then said lightly: "Okay, for the sake of giving me tea, you don't have to die today!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the complexions of many Tianjiao sank at the same time. This Ye Zhong was really arrogant and domineering. When he saw them, he not only had no fear at all, but also regarded them as fish on the mat. This feeling made the hearts of these arrogants arouse.

They are all real powerhouses in their respective ethnic groups, and they have grown up, they are not juniors in the ninth stage of body forging. But at this moment, in Ye Zhong's eyes, it seemed that they were nothing.

"Ye Zhong... are you looking for your own death?" Cang Feibai sneered, staring at Ye Zhong, his heart was full of murderous intent, originally he didn't want to be such an early bird, but Ye Zhong actually treated his saint like this His eyes were burning, and he just stared at Ye Zhong coldly at this moment.

"A servant, you must know your identity." Ye Zhong squinted at him with disdain.