Chapter 474

The northwest corner of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Black Crow Mountain.

Deep in the dense forest, in a dark and gloomy place, stood a blood-stained palace.

One day, a message came in.

"Report to the Palace Master, Su Zimo has returned from the ancient battlefield and has arrived at Misty Peak!"

"it is good!"

A middle-aged man in a blood robe opened his eyes, his dark green eyes shone with a cold light, and said coldly: "I want to be within a hundred miles of Misty Peak, and there will be no chickens and dogs!"

This voice spread to every corner of Black Crow Mountain, cold and biting.

Countless blood crows flew out from the Black Crow Mountain, screaming loudly, densely packed, covering the sky and the sun, rushing towards the Misty Peak.

Two days later, Bixia Palace.

An order came out, and the sect was boiling.

Conquer Misty Peak!

Over the years, large and small sects in the Great Zhou territory have coveted Misty Peak, including Bixia Palace.

Everyone knows that the passing of this order means that Bixia Palace has absolute certainty!

In this battle, the patriarch of Bixia Palace, a Taoist who has returned to the Void Realm is likely to appear!

Real Life Canglang couldn't help laughing loudly.

"Su Zimo, Su Zimo, even if you step into cultivation, what if you worship the Misty Peak? In the end, it's not inevitable that you will die!"

almost the same time.

There was also news in the True Fire Gate that the suzerain led an army to conquer Misty Peak!

The elder Sima Zhi clenched his fists tightly, sneered non-stop, and said coldly: "Finally wait for this day, Su Zimo, you kill my disciple, in the sect competition, let the old man lose face, I I will burn you to ashes!"

Not long after, many monks from Nanyue Sect were dispatched.

Blue Frost Gate.

Several Jindan real people stood side by side, and one of them was Ji Yaoxue's former master, the real Yining who appeared in the sect competition.

Hearing a lot of news from outside, Immortal Yining sighed in his heart.

This situation, in fact, has long been expected by everyone.

After the fall of the ancestor of Misty Peak, Misty Peak has declined, and only an old monster is left to support it.

The background of Misty Peak is deeper than the other four sects. It has been established for a long time, and there are many treasures and secrets in the sect, and everyone is eyeing it!

Before this, the reason why no sect dared to act rashly was because of the old crane that returned to the Void Realm.

Among the five major sects, there are strong players in the Void Return Realm, and they check and balance each other.

The real Jin Dan of the major sects, the True Monarch Yuanying can see clearly, as long as the old crane's lifespan is exhausted and the balance is broken, it will be the time when the Misty Peak is destroyed!

Normally, the major sects have to wait for decades.

But now, with the Blood Crow Palace taking the lead, not only Bixia Palace, Zhenhuomen, Nanyue Sect, but in the past few days, there will be more sects and monks who will go to Misty Peak to fish in troubled waters.

Qingshuangmen, where the Yining real person is located, is afraid that there will be some action.

"The wall is down and everyone is pushing."

Yining real person sighed lightly.

Thinking back to the sect competition, the delicate-looking monk in green shirt, she couldn't help but feel a little pity in her heart.

Within ten days, all large and small sects and forces within the Great Zhou Dynasty's territory heard about this, and they all set out to target Misty Peak!

"What about the first artifact refiner of the Great Zhou Dynasty, it has not become someone else's wedding dress!"

"Hey, not to mention the secrets of the practice technique in the Misty Peak, there are countless high-grade spiritual tools on this Mr. Mo's body!"

For a time, the clouds moved everywhere!

...

Misty Peak.

In the misty palace, there are hundreds of Jindan real people standing, most of them are solemn, anxious, and whispered.

Sect Master Ling Yun sat in the middle with his eyes closed, and there was no change in his expression.

"Report to Sect Master!"

A Jindan real person walked quickly into the hall and said solemnly: "In the forest outside the sect, some crows with blood-red eyes suddenly appeared, and the more they gathered together!"

"understood."

Sect Master Ling Yun didn't open his eyes and said something lightly.

Many Jindan real people froze in their hearts and secretly said: "Come on!"

This catastrophe could not be avoided in the end.

Originally, with the support of the old crane, this catastrophe would take at least a few decades.

Unexpectedly, there were some changes during this period, and Su Zimo and the Palace Master of the Blood Crow Palace formed an unresolvable blood feud, which led to such a passive situation.

"It's all to blame for this Su Zimo, if it weren't for him, our Misty Peak would never have had a grudge against a powerful enemy like the Blood Crow Palace!" A Jindan real person with a gloomy face finally couldn't bear it any longer and said loudly.

"yes."

Another person raised his voice: "Sect Master, let's hand over Su Zimo, maybe we can quench the anger of the Blood Crow Palace."

"That's right, why should we let the entire Misty Peak be buried with the hatred Su Zimo forged!"

In the crowd in the main hall, the noise gradually expanded, and many Jindan real people were moved.

"fart!"

The old man couldn't help but yelled, blowing his beard and staring, pointing at the few Jindan real people who had just spoken, and said loudly: "You have the face to say such things?"

"Even without Su Zimo, would we have no blood feud between Misty Peak and Blood Crow Palace?"

"In the battle of Donglinggu, so many monks fell from the sect, who did it?"

"Who killed the first Wenxuan in Lingfeng?"

The old man's rhetorical questions made the crowd quiet.

At first, the few Jindan real people were also silent.

The old man said loudly: "Let's not say anything else, in the battle of Dongling Valley that day, if there is no Su Zimo, those disciples of our Misty Peak will be wiped out!"

"Such great merits turned into sins in your mouths, and your consciences were eaten by dogs?"

The old man's anger echoed in the hall, deafening and loud.

Xuan Yi stood up and said solemnly: "In addition, at the Zongmen Grand Competition that day, if Su Zimo hadn't turned the tide, my Misty Peak would have lost all face and become a joke in the Dazhou Cultivation World."

"If we hand over such a disciple, how many people's hearts will be chilled!"

"All right."

Sect Master Ling Yun opened his eyes and said lightly: "Don't say that Su Zimo has made great achievements, even if he is just an ordinary disciple of Misty Peak, the sect will not hand him over! Feng will not come to this day, neither can I, Lingyun!"

"Everyone has their own aspirations. Anyone who wants to leave the sect can leave now, and I will never stop them."

Sect Master Ling Yun's eyes swept across the crowd.

One after another, some monks left with clasped fists, but more people stayed.

In the crowd, there was also a stunning young girl standing with her hair curled and withered.

Seeing this scene, she smiled slightly, her eyes like water, bright and moving.

A few days ago, Nian Qi followed Su Zimo back to Misty Peak, and has been observing and listening in secret.

Nian Qi has been homeless and homeless since childhood, and it is difficult to develop trust in others.

For such a strange environment and such a group of strange people, Nian Qi was somewhat resistant, but because Su Zimo was in retreat, she couldn't be bothered.

But with the observation of these days, Nian Qi's impression of this sect gradually changed.

There are a group of lovely monks and a group of upright people.

Until just now, after listening to what the Sect Master Ling Yun said, Nian Qi finally made up his mind to stay in Misty Peak in the future, and never give up!