On the banks of the Miluo River, a huge fire spider crawled, spitting fireballs at the sacred tree one by one. With each spitting fireball, the flames on the sacred tree became more and more vigorous.

And this is not over yet,

Just as the banyan sacred tree was struggling violently, an ape man holding a giant axe rumbling down on the banyan trunk. Through the burning flames, Bai Yidian could see the wrinkled face of the banyan ancestor...

The air seemed to solidify in an instant, Bai Yidian and Butterfly Feather Skull stared at the mirror for a moment, and the mixed red flames in the mirror illuminated the young man's white face.

This is the scene where Bai Yiduo is most afraid of but knows that it is very likely to happen. Lingji Sect really launched a war!

While the fire burned the ancestor of Lurong, the only three major immortal realms of the sect was left, Lingsian Mountain.

At this time, there was a sea of ​​fire in the sect, and corpses were everywhere.

In the sky, countless disciples of Lingqian Sect surrounded Lingqian Mountain, and the thick and loud voices were repeated over and over again:

"Does it be reduced~?"

"Does it be reduced~?"

“Do not drop ~…”

As the picture moved upward, you could see a young man with dark skin but handsome skin standing proudly above Yun Qian with his hands behind his back. His eyes were cold, and a strange arc raised on the corner of his mouth, looking so vicious and annihilated.

In the Lingqian Mountain Treasure Hall, the four elders were already dying. The Taoist Lingyuan, wearing a golden Taoist robe, sat cross-legged on the stone slab. The deafening clamor did not bring him any turmoil.

"Lingyuan man, will you surrender?" Shi Chenyang, the young master of Lingqian, asked sternly.

Taoist Lingyuan slowly opened his eyes, his eyes full of fatigue and sadness.

I saw Taoist Lingyuan exhaling a breath of turbid air, opening his mouth, and the picture stopped completely

....

...

I didn't hear what the Taoist Lingyuan said in the end.

The picture on the Linglong Bagua Mirror has ended, but Bai Yiduan is still staring at the mirror tightly, with a drop of crystal tears hanging on his cheek.

That was his sect, the old man who was forced into a dead end was his sect leader, and the geniuses who died in battle were his senior brothers and sisters...
Chapter completed!