Chapter 1267 Lin Wuyou is attacked, the shadow bell rings
"Haha! If you die today, the Demon Shadow Palace will exist in name only, so why talk about revenge!!!"
"Come on! From now on, there will only be one dynasty in the land of Muyun Province, and that... is my Great Zhao Dynasty!"
Zhao Mingyuan's wild laughter echoed in all directions, his eyes still locked on Lin Wuyou. The moment Lin Wuyou landed, he raised his hand and punched out again.
However, although his punches were fast, Lin Wuyou instantly turned into a thick black mist after landing, submerged into the ground and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Zhao Mingyuan's punch landed on the ground and he attacked powerfully, destroying the mountains and cracking the ground, stirring up dust and sand that filled the sky and the earth.
The vicissitudes of life old man was accompanied by thousands of sword lights, carrying the wind and waves, blowing away the sand and dust that filled the sky and the earth in the blink of an eye.
However, they saw a deep pit left in the ground that was a hundred feet deep. However, as their eyes and consciousness swept over, there was no trace of Lin Wuyou.
"What a cunning boy. It seems that he has been on guard against us for a long time and managed to escape using secret techniques."
"No wonder Lin Wuyou is known as the rising star of the Demonic Shadow Palace, joining the ranks of the old man Ku Rong and the fairy you Ruo."
"Let him leave today. If we want to take over the Shadow Palace in the future, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort."
The vicissitudes of life old man stood beside Zhao Mingyuan with a solemn look on his face.
Zhao Mingyuan's smile did not diminish, and he waved his hands with a relaxed expression, "It doesn't matter, even if he escapes from his injuries, he will not be able to recover in a short time. With his current condition, he cannot make any big waves. It's just a little more effort, no harm!"
"Now that the treasure on Su Twelve has been successfully obtained, the top priority is to return to the dynasty and find out the function of the treasure."
Thinking of the two storage bags in the bag, just by accidentally scanning them, the resources inside were already comparable to those of Yuanying stage giants.
This made him look forward to the treasure even more.
You know, Su Twelve is just a golden elixir stage monk. With such a net worth, even if you think about it, he will never
Simple.
Having said that, he couldn't wait to fly into the air, turning into a stream of light and flying towards the direction of the Zhao Dynasty.
Is the Demonic Shadow Palace really... so simple?
The vicissitudes of the old man pondered for a moment, but couldn't think of any clues for a while, so he hurriedly followed Zhao Mingyuan.
As everyone left, the once majestic and majestic Huanxing Sect Mountain Gate no longer had any human habitation, and became a devastated barren land.
Time passed, and days passed in a flash.
This day.
A loud sound of bells resounded throughout the Demonic Shadow Palace.
After the bell rang, the square in front of the main hall was crowded with people, and soon tens of thousands of people gathered.
The crowd's cultivation is mainly Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment Stage monks, but there are also Golden Elixir monks among them.
Regardless of their level of cultivation, almost everyone exudes evil aura, and their expressions are even more sinister.
Some are ruthless, some are arrogant, some are cunning and full of calculations...
"What's going on? Why did the Shadow Clock sound suddenly?"
"I don't know! But the Demonic Shadow Bell is a fourth-level magic weapon that warns the sect. Non-Nascent Soul monks cannot ring it. Now...the Demonic Shadow Bell is ringing. Could it be...that something big has happened to the sect?"
"Big event? What big event can there be? Now that the three sects of Huanxing Sect, Jinchan Temple, and Wuji Sect have declined, it has become a certain fact that the vast land of Muyun Prefecture is divided into two parts by the Demon Shadow Palace and the Great Zhao Dynasty."
"You can't say that. I heard that among the Huanxing Sect, there are still three great Yuan Ying sects left. The seniors in the palace and the Yuan Ying monks of the Great Zhao Dynasty joined forces to annihilate each other. Although our two sects have the upper hand, Yuan Ying can't. among infant monks
The outcome of the battle is still uncertain. It’s hard to say whether something went wrong in the battle between the giants in the Nascent Soul stage! "
"Huh? Someone is here, it's Senior Brother Lin!"
"Wait a minute, Senior Brother Lin's aura is wrong, it looks like he's seriously injured?!"
…
In the square, everyone looked at each other and talked with each other.
Just as he was speaking, in front of the leader, several Jindan monks felt an unusual aura and quickly turned their heads to look in the same direction.
Immediately afterwards, a figure with a face as pale as snow and a weak breath appeared.
The visitor wore a dark red Taoist robe with green bamboo patterns embroidered on it, and his head was tied in a Taoist bun.
Even though he was injured, Lin Wuyou still exuded an invisible aura of aloofness and pride.
"Senior Brother Lin, was it you who rang the Demon Shadow Bell? Could it be that... something happened during the battle of the Huanxing Sect?"
Headed by the square, a hunchbacked monk with an old face and a golden elixir stage Dzogchen cultivation stared closely at Lin Wuyou and asked quickly.
Lin Wuyou nodded, did not deny it, and said bluntly: "Yes, the Huanxing Sect was destroyed by luck in the battle. However, fellow Daoist Ning and fellow Daoist Feng left seriously injured, and Fairy Youruo and the Lord died. This is After a fierce battle, our Demonic Shadow Palace suffered heavy losses!"
At the end of the sentence, Lin Wuyou sighed helplessly, and his emptiness showed that he was seriously injured.
Lin Wuyou's voice was not loud, but it quickly spread throughout the audience.
For a moment, the venue fell into chaos.
The more than 20 Jindan stage monks at the head performed well, but the foundation building and Qi refining monks behind them couldn't help but panic.
Giants who were as powerful as the Nascent Soul stage died one after another. This result was hard for everyone to accept.
"snort,
Why are you panicking? The way of humanity is vague and the way of immortality is vast. New people have always been replaced by old people. So what about Yuanying monks? They are all cultivated bit by bit by monks of my generation. "
The hunchbacked monk had a cold face, quickly turned his head and shouted, the aura belonging to the golden elixir stage monk emitted, instantly calming the panicked people.
Then, he looked at Lin Wuyou again, "Brother Lin, the sect master is still in the life and death gate in the Demon Shadow Palace, and has not come out for more than a hundred years."
"Of course, the country cannot be without a king for a day, and the dragons cannot be without a leader for a day. The heavy responsibility of commanding the sect can only be shouldered by you, brother!"
"I hope you will not refuse!"
The hunchbacked monk spoke quickly. While speaking, he quickly looked at several Jindan-stage monks beside him, and their eyes rolled quickly.
With the hunchbacked monk as the center, there were a total of six Jindan-stage monks around him, which obviously formed a small interest group.
Although Fairy Youruo and the Lord died, the losses of the middle and lower forces of the Demon Shadow Palace were not great, and the foundation was still there.
If Lin Wuyou ascended to the throne, they, as the backbone of the Demon Shadow Palace, would naturally rise with the tide and make further progress.
By then, the cultivation resources that can be mastered will definitely be more than now.
Lin Wuyou's mouth twitched slightly, and he shook his head decisively and said, "Thank you all for your kindness, but... Lin believes that his ability is limited and he is not qualified to be the leader. I gathered everyone here today, not for this matter."
"The battle of the Fantasy Star Sect just ended, and the Great Zhao Dynasty turned against me on the spot, secretly attacked me and severely injured me. The wolf's ambition is obvious. The next step is to further target the Demon Shadow Palace."
"We are all from the same sect, and there is no need for Lin to hide it. I am seriously injured now, and it is difficult to protect myself. Therefore, I hope you can leave the Demon Shadow Palace and avoid the limelight this time."
