Chapter 878 The five major sects completely fell out

Tianwu Blessed Land, in the Demon Realm Imperial City.

Most of the Martial Lords, Martial Ancestors, and even low-level Martial Saints who were originally practicing in Tianwu Paradise have been evacuated in batches.

Even the geniuses of various sects did not dare to stay there for a long time.

Not long ago, news of the death of Zuo Qing and the others spread throughout Manzhou.

The death of three seventh-level Martial Saints would be an earth-shattering event even in the Middle-earth Divine Continent.

You must know that in the battle of Xingxiu Sea, the two leaders of Sun Moon God Sect and the founder of Xingxiu Sea, Jueyun, did not hesitate to die personally. In the end, they only lost two seventh-level martial saints.

In this small barbarian continent, three seventh-level martial saints fell.

If you add Ren Feiyang, the headmaster of Tiandao Academy who died in the hands of the two great protectors Jiu Ri and Hong Yue, there would be four.

In less than two months, four seventh-level martial saints fell, which was enough to make everyone wary.

The Sun Moon Divine Sect, Tiandao Academy, Mo Luo Domain, Lianxin Family, Qingyu Temple, all major forces reduced their strength and temporarily gave up their cultivation in Tianwu Paradise.

At this time, the warriors still stationed in Tianwu Paradise are basically the top experts among the middle-level martial saints.

All the warriors were vaguely aware that Tianwu Paradise had become the eye of the storm.

If you are not careful, everyone involved will be crushed into slag.

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"Sir, should we also invite the three palace masters to come here in person?"

A sixth-level martial saint from the Qingyu Temple asked An Hongyu for instructions with concern.

There are only four red-clothed archbishops in the Qingyu Temple. Now that Zuo Qing has died, and the two guard the Holy Relics battlefield, An Hongyu is the only one left in Manzhou.

Already in a very dangerous situation.

In particular, An Hongyu sent Fu Qingyu to Shenxu not long ago.

Once something goes wrong with Fu Qingyu, it will definitely be an unbearable huge price for the Qingyu Temple.

An Hongyu frowned and paced back and forth in the temporary wooden house.

She actually regretted it.

If she had known that Zuo Qing would die, she would never have sent Fu Qingyu into the Shenxu.

Unfortunately, the done deal is now over and it's too late to regret.

Now the other four major sects are watching with eager eyes, and may even take advantage of the chaos when Fu Qingyu leaves Shenxu. She alone cannot guarantee Fu Qingyu's safety.

"good……"

An Hongyu made up his mind and was about to take out the transmission talisman to transmit messages to the three palace masters, when the transmission talisman in his hand vibrated lightly in advance.

The news above made An Hongyu twitch his fingers and almost curse.

What benefits did that little bastard Han Yang bring to Wuxiang Palace?

That old bull-nosed guy from Wuxiang Palace is actually still hunting down the Third Hall Master, even forcing the Second Hall Master to rush to rescue him!

The high-end power of Qingyu Temple was suddenly restrained by Wuxiang Palace.

"No Phase Palace, damn it!"

An Hongyu couldn't wait to cut those old bastards into pieces with a thousand cuts!

At this moment, a loud bang suddenly came from outside.

Her curses stopped abruptly.

"Huh? This is the direction of the Sun Moon God Sect's camp. What happened?"

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Boom!

A thunderous roar resounded throughout the heaven and earth.

The nine-day protector's eyes were about to burst, and he roared angrily: "Hongyue! Don't stop me! It must be the Qingyu Temple who did it! Who else can kill Yang Xiao except Fu Qingyu! The Qingyu Temple is simply... This is too much!"

Not long ago, the life talisman of Yang Xiao, the Guangming Zuo envoy of the Sun and Moon God Sect, was broken.

This was the proud man who might take over as the leader of the cult in the future, but because of the decision they made, they fell into the ruins of the gods.

At this time, the nine-day protector seemed to be crazy and furious.

For the Sun and Moon God Sect, the death of Yang Xiao is an even more unbearable loss than the fall of the two guardians.

Hongyue held down the Nine-Day Protector tightly and shouted sternly: "There may be a misunderstanding. It shouldn't be the work of the Qingyu Temple. They are not crazy yet!"

Compared to Jiu Ri, Hong Yue is much calmer.

Will Fu Qingyu kill Yang Xiao?

Not to mention that the two actually fight, who wins and who loses is a question.

Even if Fu Qingyu had the ability to kill Yang Xiao, she didn't believe that the former would be so crazy.

Who doesn't know that Yang Xiao is the heir to the leader of the Sun and Moon God Sect? If he kills Yang Xiao, wouldn't it mean fighting to the death with the Sun and Moon God Sect?

Unless the Qingyu Temple is crazy, they will do such incredible things for no reason.

The Nine-Day Protector's eyes widened angrily: "Then tell me, besides Fu Qingyu, who else has the ability to kill Yang Xiao?"

The Red Moon Protector fell silent.

Indeed, this question cannot be answered.

Yang Xiao is a third-level invincible pride of heaven. No one can kill Yang Xiao except Fu Qingyu.

Just when the Red Moon Protector was speechless, the Nine-Day Protector took action boldly.

boom!

A bright sun rises over the camp of Qingyu Temple.

"An Hongyu, get out of here. If you dare to kill my god's sect's left envoy of light, I will destroy your Qingyu Temple!"

The voice of the nine-day protector sounded like thunder over Tianwu Paradise.

After a while, An Hongyu's figure appeared.

"Yang Xiao is dead?!"

There was a look of shock on her face.

Of course she knew that Fu Qingyu would never kill Yang Xiao, this was a taboo!

But if Yang Xiao falls, doesn't it mean that Fu Qingyu may also be in crisis in the Shenxu?

This thought made An Hongyu's body begin to tremble.

boom!

The nine-day protector didn't care about anything, but just bombarded An Hongyu indiscriminately.

An Hongyu was worried about Fu Qingyu, absent-minded, and could only struggle to deal with it.

Buzz!

There was another flash of light and shadow, and the figure of Zhuge Wufeng, the elder of the Lianxin family, appeared in the void.

He frowned and looked at the nine-day protector and An Hongyu who were fighting madly, but he was more puzzled in his heart.

The legendary Shen Ruins would never be so dangerous.

Top experts like Fu Qingyu and Yang Xiao should be invincible in the world of Shenxu.

But just a few days later, Yang Xiao died?

This is not normal!

Thinking back to the fact that the first order of all the major sects were almost completely wiped out, the Shenxu at this time, while it was still a place of opportunity, has clearly become a demonic hell that selects people to devour.

The losses suffered by the five major sects will be difficult to recover for at least ten thousand years!

Ever since the major sects started chasing Han Yang, it seemed as if he was cursed by heaven and earth, constantly encountering bad luck.

Seventh-level Martial Saints, first-level geniuses, have been dying one after another.

This made Zhuge Wufeng, who was accustomed to scheming others, feel a slight chill in his heart.

"Yang Xiao is dead?"

The light and shadow flashed again, and the figure of Mo Luo Hai, the fire demon Luo Hai, appeared, with a bit of a smile on his face, as if Mo Lu Hai's death had no impact on him at all.

This is a demonic warrior. If you die as a fellow Taoist, you will never die as a poor Taoist!

As long as they are fine, they will not be sad about the death of others.

Even though the Zhuge family was hated by everyone, they also looked down upon the so-called demonic warriors in the Demonic Domain.

Seeing that Zhuge Wufeng ignored him, Mo Luohai was not angry, but said with a strange smile: "As far as I know, the Shenxu is opened for one year each time. Do you think that when the one-year period comes, there will be another How many ninth-level martial saints... took action personally?"

These words made Zhuge Wufeng's pupils shrink suddenly.

One year!

For seventh-level Martial Saints like them, a year is just the blink of an eye.

But now, he began to worry about how he would spend his time in a year.

In less than three months, almost all the first-series disciples of the five major sects have been wiped out, and the heir to the Sun Moon God Sect has fallen. What will happen in the remaining eight or nine months?

Zhuge Ye and Zhuge Linglong are dead, and the Zhuge family no longer has anything to worry about. It seems that they should consider whether they should continue to be stuck in this quagmire.

Yang Xiao's death plunged the five major sects into civil strife...