Chapter 4291: 4291 Fenghua They Arrived in Time

  Chapter 4291, 4291, they arrived in time

"Yuan Daoling, you despicable villain, don't think I don't know what you are thinking. In the final analysis, you don't want me to be the treasure of the night wave sect, and you want justice to be fair, and you are not afraid of the wind. I flashed my tongue, I want to be a **** and I want to set up a memorial hall. Saint Yuanzong's eternal reputation will be lost." Zhen Fengliu vomited blood heavily and glared, pointing to Yuan Daoling and cursing.

  In a hurry, he finally stood up, but his whole body was shaking and shaking, but he obviously had no power to do it.

   Hearing what he said, the elders all around were thoughtful, and subconsciously glanced at Yuan Daoling.

  They are not from the Saint Yuanzong sect, but from the major sects of the Xuanji domain. Because the seniors of the sect or the elders in the family have received the favor of the Saint Yuanzong and owe some favors, they came to help at the invitation of Yuan Daoling.

  To the Yelangzong, they actually don't feel much hatred. Although the Yelangzong is a bit arrogant, and stalking is really annoying, but it never takes the initiative to cause trouble. Every time it is their own people who are oppressed by others, they will hit the door to ask for an explanation, who wants to be harassed by them. Above, that is also self-inflicted.

   And quite often, the disciples of Yelangzong get into trouble, but they are actually trying to force others, but they are a bit of an ancient legacy of helping others.

   So if Yuan Daoling hadn't invited him this time, they really didn't want to be embarrassed with Yelangzong.

   Originally they were still wondering: Sheng Yuanzong had been in hiding for so many years, and suddenly returned to the world because of the Yelangzong, and they specially invited them to come to help the fist. It was obviously the posture of destroying the sect. What was the reason? How cruel Yelangzong offended Saint Yuanzong? Could it be that he dug someone else's ancestor grave, or his disciple broke the innocence of someone else's precious daughter?

  But now they heard Zhen Fengliu's words, they suddenly realized that things might not be as simple as they thought.

"Everyone, don’t listen to his nonsense. My Saint Yuanzong is the enemy of Yelangzong this time. One is because they hurt my closed disciple, hurt his spiritual roots and bad his cultivation. There is no other reason for the sect who was harmed by the night wave sect to preside over justice. Besides, with my Saint Yuanzong's strength and status, how can I regard the treasure of the night wave sect in his eyes." Yuan Dao Ling Ben's expression on the shady bird sank again, but soon, he smiled faintly and said contemptuously.

  Hearing his explanation, the elders nodded slightly. Although there were still some doubts in his heart, Yuan Daoling was right. With their Saint Yuanzong's strength and status, how could they see the so-called treasure of the Night Wave Sect in their eyes?

"Yuan Dao Ling, you are still shameless, you Saint Yuanzong was the head of the eighteen saints of the Profound Realm back then. As the Sect Master, you are only a disciple of the Heavenly Saint Eighth Stage, who would believe it? With such a closed disciple, you don't feel ashamed of yourself." Zhen Fengliu sneered, then scolded sarcastically.

  Hearing this, the expressions of the old people around became weird again.

  Tian Sage Eight-Rank, a closed disciple of the dignified Saint Yuan Sect Master, only has the eighth-Rank Heaven Sage. Whether others believe it or not, they won't believe it anyway.

  Either, that person is just an ordinary disciple of Saint Yuanzong, or even an outer disciple at all. Or, it was deliberately suppressing strength and deliberately hurting Yelangzong's subordinates. As for hurting his spiritual roots and ruining his cultivation base, I am afraid that it would not be true.

  It seems that today’s matter may really have something else hidden. It is by no means as righteous and upright as Yuan Daoling said, and he has become his accomplice by accident.

  Thinking of this, they all regretted it a little bit. If they had known this before, they shouldn't have come to this muddy water. It's a pity that this is the end of the matter, and it is too late to regret. You can't turn around with Yuan Daoling because of the Yelangzong. Let's not say whether they have the confidence to turn around, just talk about the two ends of the snake and the mouse. It will be even more ridiculous if it is spread out.

   "Take action, restrain their cultivation, and bring them all back to wait for their demise." After Zhen Fengliu was scolded bloody, Yuan Daoling's face turned dark, and he ordered directly to his disciple.

   Seeing the suspicion and regret in the eyes of the powerful, he was too lazy to explain.

Anyway, his goal has been achieved. As long as Zhen Fengliu is forced to surrender the heaven and earth treasure he wants, Saint Yuanzong will be able to regain its former glory and become the most powerful sect of the Promise Sacred Heaven, and his Yuan Dao Ling, He will also become a strong generation second only to the three sages, so why bother about what others think.

  'S disciples strode forward and forced them towards Zhen Fengliu and others.

The disciples of the Yelang Sect and the Dust Star Sect were all seriously injured. Except for Zhen Fengliu, the others couldn't even stand up. Of course, they had nothing to fear. They looked more relaxed than the other, looking at Zhen Fengliu and others. His eyes were full of contempt and sarcasm.

   "Yuan Daoling, even if I, Zhen Fengliu, die, I won't let you as a vile villain succeed." Zhen Fengliu let out a roar of grief and anger, and made a series of handprints.

  A mysterious brilliance burst out of his body suddenly, lingering and condensing, forming a beast-shaped phantom.

  The holy energy surging inside, exuding a thrilling power, but what is disturbing is that the power is filled with the breath of death.

  The disciple of Saint Yuanzong who was pushing before step by step was taken aback, and stopped at the same time.

  Zhen Fengliu's injuries were all witnessed by their own eyes. Anyone who is injured like this will probably not be able to operate the holy energy anymore, and Lord Sovereign will be no exception. But why is Zhen Fengliu not only able to run the holy energy, but also such a terrifying power emerges from his body, and what is the matter with the breath of death?

   "Sect Master Zhen, stop!" Liang Yicheng exclaimed.

Although he didn't know what was going on, from the violent aura in Zhen Fengliu, the thrilling power, and the breath of death, it was not difficult for him to guess that Zhen Fengliu was displaying the secrets of the Night Wave Sect. The technique forcibly condenses the holy energy to increase the strength, and the consequences of casting this secret technique are mostly the same as the self-explosive holy pearl soul orb self-explosive spirit, the bones are gone and the soul is scattered.

  Liang Yicheng struggled to get up to stop him, but his injuries were not healed, so he still relied on Zhen Fengliu's help to save his life. When the guardian formation broke open, he was severely injured again, but how could he not stand up, so how to stop it? Anxious for a while, my eyes were cracking, and blood was gushing from the clenched teeth.

   "Don't take the lord!" Those Yelangzong disciples who fell to the ground were even more heartbroken, tears streaming down their faces and shouting in unison.

   "Not good!" Yuan Daoling also didn't know what was going on, but he also felt the crisis and threw himself at Zhen Fengliu.

  "Master, stop!"

  "Sect Master Zhen, stop!" At this moment, more than ten figures flew over.

   While shouting in unison, three elders stood in front of Yuan Daoling, while a stunning young girl and a handsome but stern young man rushed towards Zhen Fengliu.

   "Boom!" With a loud noise, Yuan Daoling and the old men retreated at the same time.

  The fingers of the girl and the young man touched Zhen Fengliu's body at the same time. Zhen Fengliu shook his whole body and his handprints stopped. After a while, the faint beast-shaped phantom behind him disappeared, the frantic holy energy within his body quickly recovered calm, and the breath of death also disappeared.

  "Master..." Immediately afterwards, I heard a heart-piercing cry, a little monkey wearing a **** robe, a red belt and a green hat, leaped over, holding Zhen Fengliu and crying.

  "Junhou, it's you, it's really you!" Zhen Fengliu looked at Tang Junhou in surprise, as if she couldn't believe her eyes, and it took a long time to recover, crying with joy, and said in a trembling voice.

  (End of this chapter)