Start with the gods

143 Retreat

Among them, except for Zhang Xiaofan, Tian Linger and Song Daren whose cultivation base is not bad, the other senior brothers only have the cultivation base of Yuqing's fourth level at most.

This kind of realm, in today's fierce battle between good and evil, can only be regarded as cannon fodder, how can people not worry about their safety?
However, they were all still in other places in Qingyun Mountain at this time, and Guo Yu didn't find any trace of them, so he couldn't know the specific news.

"Pfft!"

But at this time, Master Daoxuan tremblingly looked around for a few more times, and in a fit of anger, he spurted out a big mouthful of black blood and passed out.

Tian Buyi and Xiao Yicai who stood on the left and right hurriedly supported him, Tian Buyi said to Xiao Yicai with worried eyes, "Yicai, the senior brother's injury is too serious, you'd better take him back to recuperate and rest, here Leave it to us to finish it.”

"Yes, Uncle Master." Xiao Yicai nodded solemnly, hurriedly called several Tongtian Peak disciples who were not far away, and together they lifted Daoxuan Daoxuan's blood-soaked body, and rushed towards Yuqing Palace.

Everyone took a few glances at their backs, and even under the leadership of the head elder, they scattered around to clean up the Qingyun Mountain that had become a mess.

……

At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, the members of the Demon Cult who had just escaped from the desperate situation of death were all wounded at the moment, their clothes were stained with blood, they were panting heavily, and they could not see the high spirits they had when they just attacked the mountain.

Even the ghost king with the highest cultivation level and the other four masters were in a very bad state, their faces were pale, blood was bleeding from their mouths, their breathing was messy, and there were more than a dozen holes scattered on their robes, gurgling blood oozing out.

The most miserable one was Yuyangzi, the suzerain of the Changsheng Hall, whose originally handsome face was slashed by the sword energy of Zhu Xian with a long and long wound, the bones were visible deep, and it looked very hideous and terrifying.

Although the Ghost King was seriously injured, he had always been quite deep in the city, so he suppressed the severe pain and smiled, and said: "The Qingyun Sect is indeed unfathomable, and the Zhuxian Sword Formation is indeed capable of ghosts and gods, powerful, sharp!"

On the contrary, Yuyangzi turned around and stared at the towering giant peak reaching into the sky, stroked his chest and said viciously: "It's all because that damned boy has consumed a lot of our vitality, otherwise, how can this Zhuxian sword formation alone kill us?" Everyone hurt so badly?"

"Brother Yuyang is right. That kid is indeed a serious problem for our Holy Cult." The God of Poison echoed his words. Guo Yu had left several wounds on his body, so of course he has a deep understanding of this.

Mrs. Sanmiao, the suzerain of the Hehuan Sect, also looks miserable, with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes, and she can't see the once enchanting figure at all.

She stretched out her jade hand, gently arranged the clothes on her body, wiped the blood stains from the corners of her mouth, took a few breaths, and said: "Brothers, the matter has come to this, what should we do?"

Poison God looked up at Qingyun Mountain and sighed: "Oh, this Jade Immortal Sword Formation is really powerful, this trip is beyond the limit, according to the old man, let's go back and heal our wounds."

Ghost King and Yu Yangzi's faces darkened when they heard the words, they looked at each other, nodded towards the Poison God, and agreed to the request.

They are all injured now, even if they go up the mountain again with more people, they can't take advantage of it.

But such a result is not what they want to see, and they cannot accept it at all, so leaving here is the best choice.

Mrs. Sanmiao gave a slight salute suddenly, and said softly: "In that case, let's all bid farewell, and my younger sister will leave first."

After speaking, without waiting for a few people to respond, Dang even greeted him, and led the disciples of the Hehuan Sect to the distance and left without looking back.

"Ah!" Seeing this, the Poison God sighed again, and said, "Both brothers, I will stay soon, brother, take care of yourself."

Immediately, the members of the Demon Cult crowd belonging to the Wandu sect started to move, followed behind the poison god, and a large group of people slowly left the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

Yuyangzi cupped his fists slightly towards the ghost king, without saying anything, followed behind with a gloomy face.

After a while, only the ghost king and many disciples of the ghost king's sect were left in the open area at the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

Standing beside the ghost king, Qinglong looked at the direction where Sanzong was leaving, a ruthless look suddenly flashed across Ruya's face, and he said, "Sect Master, Mrs. Sanmiao is so eager to leave, it seems that the injury is not serious, why not us... ..."

As he spoke, Qinglong raised his right hand and stroked his neck lightly.

"Hehe." The ghost king shook his head lightly, and said quietly: "Brother Long, Mrs. San Miao's situation is indeed very bad, but the disciples of the Hehuan Sect have suffered the least, and it is not worthwhile to have a conflict with them at this time. .”

"What's more, ahem..." Ghost King held his chest and spit out a big mouthful of blood, his body trembling slightly.

Qinglong was shocked and hurriedly held his arm and said: "Sect Master, are you okay?"

The Ghost King wiped away the blood from his mouth, and with a wry smile on his face, he said, "Oh, this time, the four of us were first hit by the kid from Qingyun Sect's attack to kill ghosts and gods, and then we were attacked violently by the Qi sword of the Zhuxian Sword Formation. Now the injury is probably not much lighter than anyone else."

Qinglong's face darkened when he heard the words, and he became a little frustrated, and sighed: "Sect Master, this Qingyun Sect really has a deep foundation, and it has resisted the siege of our four sects with its own strength. It is terrifying to think about it."

"Yes, it is indeed the largest sect of righteousness. It is really extraordinary."

The ghost king sighed softly, his eyes immediately filled with firmness, looked at Tongtian Peak and said coldly: "But it doesn't matter, when the Four Spirit Blood Formation is completed, the suzerain will definitely make them look good, and we will see the Immortal Execution Sword Formation again."

……

Tongtian Peak, the sea of ​​clouds.

Guo Yu took a few disciples to search west of the sea of ​​clouds, and every time he walked a short distance, he could find the bodies of the dead disciples of Qingyun sect.

Looking up, one can see blood and blood, and scattered limbs, and there are still many corpses of Demon Cult disciples lying beside him. One can imagine how fierce their battle was.

Guo Yu and several disciples collected all the corpses on the ground one by one and brought them back to Yunhai Square. The corpses of the Demon Sect members were randomly piled up on the side, and those of the Qingyunmen disciples were solemnly placed in the square together with those collected by other disciples. central.

After a while, a huge square array appeared on the Yunhai Square, with more than [-] square arrays arranged horizontally and vertically.

Many disciples couldn't bear it anymore, and burst into tears, crying bitterly to their familiar relatives and friends.

This incomparably bleak scene made all the members of the Qingyun Sect in the square look gloomy, with a deep sense of sadness rising in their brows and eyes.

At this time, a large group of disciples of the Qingyun sect suddenly appeared on the Hongqiao, walked down the Hongqiao, and slowly walked towards the sea of ​​clouds.

Guo Yu gathered his eyes and found that there were about 200 people, all of them looked tired and sad, their clothes were stained with blood, and they were carrying the corpses of many disciples in their hands.

Guo Yu's pupils suddenly constricted when his eyes swept to the back, because he saw the disciples of Dazhufeng.

It's just that at this moment, their expressions are not very good-looking, their eye sockets are obviously red, and Du Bishu and Zhang Xiaofan who are walking in the front are still carrying a dead body together.

Guo Yuxin was startled, stepped on her feet and flew away, and hurried to the intersection of Hongqiao and Yunhai.

(End of this chapter)