Chapter 412: Faith Reunited!
Xuanji Sword Sect.
People were in a panic, and the clouds were gloomy.
There were discussions in the hall, and the elders were all anxious.
"Everyone, how can we report to the Ghost Eye Clan if we complete the target this month?"
"If you ask me, that group of aliens must be doing it on purpose, assigning us higher and higher targets each time, which is obviously to force us into a desperate situation!"
"Hey, but so what? The rules are set by you, and we will be killed by you sooner or later!"
"It's over, now we all have to be sent to mine!"
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The four major alien races in the Hundred Thousand Immortal Mountains are the Butterfly Fairy Clan, the Monster Ape Clan, the Ghost Eye Clan, and the Eclipse God Clan.
And the alien race that suppressed the Xuanji Sword Sect is the Ghost Eye Clan!
At this time, the elders were anxious about completing the target, and felt that a disaster was imminent.
Now, all the forces have been taken to mine, even the top leaders are not spared.
The entire East Region is like a huge mine!
Xuanji Sword Sect could barely meet the target, but the Ghost Eye Clan’s strong men deliberately did bad things, and the amount of Tianyuan Crystals handed over has been increased several times in a row.
Finally, at the end of this month, Xuanji Sword Sect was pressed step by step and fell into a desperate situation.
According to the Ghost Eye Clan’s style of doing things, it is believed that they will come to force them soon, which makes the top leaders of all sects uneasy.
Tianyuan Mine is a special place. Even if the Immortal King goes there, he has to work hard, and his edges are smoothed day after day. His body is severely damaged, and finally he falls on the mining road and becomes a corpse without any energy.
It is simply hell there!
To the point that they really wanted to step into it and become the slaves of the alien race.
"Supreme, are we just going to sit and wait for death?" The leader of Xuanji Sword Sect gritted his teeth and bowed to a figure at the highest point in the hall.
It was a cold man sitting cross-legged in a snow-white robe with dust-free white robes. The sword will condensed around his body and snowflakes fluttered, as if he was in the wind and snow. The picture was very beautiful and dreamy.
It was the supreme elder of Xuanji Sword Sect, Xue Wuhen.
After Ye Junlin left the Eastern Region, Xue Wuhen was lucky enough to get a great chance to become an immortal. Not only did his realm rise madly, but his sword intent also transformed into the perfect wind and snow sword intent of the earth grade. With the help of his own Bingpo sword technique, he became famous in the Eastern Region.
In fact, Xue Wuhen was no longer the real immortal at the beginning, but a real top-level immortal king. He could even kill ordinary immortal kings, and his combat power was extremely terrifying.
After all, the environment in the Eastern Region is far better than that in the Central Region. Even in this case, he was able to forcefully break through the real immortal realm before, which shows how terrifying his qualifications are.
At this time, Xue Wuhen frowned and was about to say something when a defiant sneer came from outside,
"Very good, you beasts are all here!"
The terrifying aura spread like a tide, and all the elders in the hall felt cold all over and their scalps were numb.
The sect leader's eyes showed fear, and he trembled and said, "The Ghost Eye Clan is here..."
"Hmph!"
A trace of fear flashed in Xue Wuhen's eyes, and his figure flashed outside the hall, his eyes narrowed slightly, watching the dozens of figures who broke into the sect.
They looked no different from the human race, but that pair of strange eyes, as black as ink, and there were stripes on them when you look closely, as if they contained some mysterious power.
The leading man wore skull earrings, releasing the aura of a top-level fairy king. He looked around the whole place with a teasing smile on his face.
"Xue Wuhen, do you know what I'm going to do? Do I ask you to do it, or do you cooperate? Choose one of the two!"
The Ghost Eye Clan's strong man was aggressive right from the start, making all the cultivators of Xuanji Sword Sect dare to speak out.
Xue Wuhen's face was gloomy, "You bunch of aliens are messing up my beautiful land in the East Region. If Senior Ye comes back, you will definitely die!"
The earring man was stunned at first, and laughed mockingly, "I wonder, who is Senior Ye in your mouth, and why do you lowly ants trust him so much?"
"Don't even mention that you're back, even if you're here, you have to be caught by us to mine!"
As soon as these words came out,
Everyone gritted their teeth, and the fear in their hearts mostly dissipated, replaced by deep anger.
You can insult us, but you can't insult Senior Ye!
Because this is the spiritual leader in the eyes of every Eastern Region cultivator!
Xue Wuhen's expression was cold, his palm firmly grasped the hilt of the sword, and his whole body exuded an aura like a thousand years of decaying ice.
He really wanted to slash with a sword and fight to the death, but if he did so, it would mean a complete war with the Ghost Eye Clan. Compared with this powerful alien race, the Xuanji Sword Sect was as weak as a baby.
If he was caught to mine, it would be nothing more than delaying his death.
Xue Wuhen was afraid of death, because he was afraid that a single mistake would ruin the fate of the entire sect. After all, he still had some hope in his heart, hoping that Senior Ye could return to the East Region and save the people from the water and fire.
"Haha, do you still want to resist?"
The man with earrings laughed sinisterly and waved his sleeves fiercely.
Swish!
A dark purple gust of wind swept over, knocking Xue Wuhen to spit blood and staggering back.
"Supreme!"
Everyone looked angry.
"How dare you fight back? Are you afraid that I will slaughter your entire sect? If so, why were you still stubborn just now? Smile!"
The man with earrings looked contemptuous and sarcastically said.
Xue Wuhen said a word, her hand trembling while holding the hilt of the sword, and various emotions were intertwined, including anger, sweetness, frustration, hatred and so on.
Recalling the past experience of following that silver-haired young man and killing countless aliens in the abyss, how high-spirited and heroic it was!
But now, everything has disappeared into clouds...
suddenly.
The clear sound of the sword resounded through the sky, shocking people.
An old man in a green shirt came from the sky with sword light on his feet. He had a clear face, eyes like lightning, and an ethereal temperament all over his body.
"cut!"
As the word was spoken, the cyan sword fell instantly, and the green lotus pattern swirled in the void, creating a strong sense of oppression.
"ah……"
Before the men with earrings had time to resist, their bodies were broken by this powerful cyan sword, and their souls were destroyed!
The sudden change shocked everyone present.
Xue Wuhen's pupils shrank suddenly. He first mentioned the power of this sword and how frightened he was, but then he looked at the perfectly round and heavenly sword intent, which shocked his head.
Who is this old man?
Why haven't I seen it before?
"Humph, Ghost Eye Clan, luckily I took action in time." Qinglian Sword Immortal snorted coldly as he recognized the origins of the men with earrings.
The special abilities of the ghost-eyed tribe come from those eyes. Before the weirdness could be revealed, they were killed by him with lightning speed and blinding force.
Xue Wuhen dared to be negligent, so he quickly handed over his hands and said gratefully: "Thank you, senior, for helping me!"
As if sensing something, Qinglian Sword Immortal stared closely at the white-robed man, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and said meaningfully: "My dear friend, your swordsmanship is very unique."
With my sharp eyesight, I can see the traces of snow at a glance.
Xue Wuhen's eyes were filled with sadness, "Senior, please don't offend me. When I faced those aliens just now, I didn't even dare to pull out my sword. I'm really ashamed of the dignity of a sword cultivator like me!"
"My little friend, this is wrong."
Qinglian Sword Immortal said seriously: "In the face of a strong man, it is admirable to dare to draw the sword, but it is shameful to hold back for a moment. If I didn't show up, even if you resisted, you would only be in trouble." The army will be destroyed."
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen a good young talent like Xue Wuhen, so out of caring for talents, I patiently enlightened him.
Hear the words.
Xue Wuhen felt much better. He breathed a long sigh of relief, bowed his hands and said, "Junior understands!"
At this time, a large group of figures came in the form of streams of light of different colors, their auras were all very powerful, and they were all in the realm of the Immortal King.
Everyone raised their throats and watched nervously.
"Reporting to the deputy leader, the Ghost Eye clan stationed in multiple mines have been eliminated!"
A member of the Immortal Alliance said in a deep voice.
"Well, tell me to go down and continue to sweep along the route. I have to let go of a foreigner."
Qinglian Sword Immortal said solemnly.
Hearing these words, Xue Wuhen tentatively said: "Old senior, may I ask where you are from? Can you tell me something about this to the juniors?"
I am very curious about the identity of this group of people. They seem to be from a well-disciplined organization.
Qinglian Sword Immortal stroked his beard and smiled, "It's okay to tell you that we are from the Central Region Immortal League. This time, we are ordered by the leader of the Ye League to save the Eastern Region."
"What?!"
Everyone's expressions changed.
This group of strong men turned out to be from the center of Kunlun Realm!
"Immortal Alliance, Leader Ye?"
Xue Wuhen caught this key word, and some kind of intuition arose in his mind for no reason, and he quickly asked excitedly: "Old senior, is the leader Ye Junlin?"
"Huh? Have you heard of it too?"
Qinglian Sword Immortal raised his eyebrows.
After receiving this answer, Xue Wuhen was shocked, her breathing became extremely rapid, and she murmured:
"It's really 놅..."
Looking forward to the stars and the moon, the young man finally arrived!
"May I ask where Senior Ye is?" Xue Wuhen asked in a nervous tone, forcing herself to control her excitement.
"It must be in the fairy mountain."
Qinglian Sword Immortal smiled and said: "Now the time is ripe, it is the time to resist. Why, my little friend, will you follow us to conquer the alien race and vent your bad breath?"
놛We should take this opportunity to recruit the opponent into the Immortal Alliance and cultivate them well.
"Just what I wanted!"
Xue Wuhen's eyes burst out with a bright light, and he pulled out a sharp sword. His whole body was filled with coldness, and his face was filled with murderous intent.
놛If you want to kill, kill till the earth is turned upside down!
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