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    Puff puff!  Yang Hong's flesh body condensed the hands of three great demons, grabbed Gong Yanqing and the others, and crushed them to pieces under the eyes of all the monks.

    Blood suddenly shot out, drop by drop of blood with a faint silvery luster, like a rain of blood. Yang Hong killed people without mercy, once again making Shi Potian's thoughts dormant.

    "Fortunately, I didn't listen to that old witch Yun Mengyao and just wait and see what happens, otherwise I would be the one who died this time!" Shi Potian was sweating coldly from his back and was in shock. He had also been encouraged by Yun Mengyao, the ancestor of the emperor, to take action.  Killed Shen Li and the other two, but after all, he was the sect master of the first generation and could see the situation clearly and was not really deceived by anyone, so he suppressed his thoughts forcibly.

    Yang Hong¡¯s soul sat cross-legged in the void and glanced below. At this time, the corpses of the entire Manghuang Sect, casual cultivators, family disciples, and sect monks were scattered all over the ground, with broken limbs and arms, and rivers of blood.

    These monks were all due to their low combat power and could not withstand the impact of the previous war. Innocent people lost their lives due to the strong energy torn apart, and their death was very miserable.

    "What should I do? I see that my brother is not really awake. Do we still need to control the Manghuang Sect? I always feel that there is a danger coming." Shen Huan frowned and sent the message. Shen Li also felt the same way.  The deeper the cultivation level, the higher the combat power, and you will be aware of unknown dangers. Although it is not as good as Yang Hong's whim, the warning sign that the soul is like needles pricking, it is also an instinct.

    "What is that?" Suddenly, Nalan Hanyu on the side trembled, raised her jade hand slightly, pointed at the dark clouds and said in shock, everyone's eyes immediately moved sideways.

    I saw Yang Hong¡¯s fleshy body jumping into the air after killing the person, eyes slightly closed and moving his arms. A looming energy made the clouds twist and turn, as if he was writing.

    "The mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole is behind!" The cloud seemed to come to life and changed into eight big characters. The expressions of Shen Li and others suddenly changed. Shen Li was the first to react and shouted angrily: "Damn it, let's leave quickly.  , The mantis stalks the cicada, the oriole is behind it, it¡¯s either a member of the Tianyao Sect or the royal family, damn it, why didn¡¯t I expect that the royal family would ignore it if something like this happened!¡±

    Shen Li was the quickest in mind and the quickest in reaction. The Big Bodhi Lotus Platform under his feet suddenly swelled and became the size of a small boat. Nalan Hanyu and others quickly stepped on the lotus platform, and even Yang Hong's body rose into the air.  Jump and sit cross-legged on the lotus platform.

    "What, why do they want to leave? They have obviously won and can search for the huge information of the Manghuang Sect. Why do they leave at this juncture? Could it be that something is going to happen! The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole follows. I understand.  There is someone lurking outside, trying to kill people in one fell swoop!" The other monks also reacted, and the entire Manghuang Sect was immediately in chaos.

    In this case, the word royal family flashed in everyone's mind.

    "No wonder, it turns out that even aliens like the Tianyao Sect have appeared, but the royal family has never been seen. The Manghuang Sect and the Qingyang Sect are married. Under normal circumstances, the royal family would be stupid if they didn't interfere!"  The cultivators and the disciples of the aristocratic families all fled in all directions, wanting to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible. Even the disciples of the two major sects were ready to do so.

    "Leave, I cooperated with the royal family before, that's because there are two great masters in the realm of life and death, Guixu and Canghe, who can challenge the royal family. At this time, the great master is dead, and the two major sects are like a piece of scattered sand. The royal family will definitely take advantage of this  Opportunity, once and for all!" Shi Potian's thoughts flickered and he was about to run away. He ignored the Qingyang Sect monks and stood up and rushed into the distance.

    People will have a selfish side. Even if Shi Potian is the leader of Qingyang Sect, if his own life is at stake, he is not willing to stay and wait for death.

    "I can only feel sorry for my ancestors, but I can't blame me. Qingyang Sect is not my Shi Potian's family. I am just a sect leader. Sooner or later, I will pass it on to outsiders. There is no need to sacrifice my life for the sect!" Shi Potian bit hard!  Ya, how can he still have the demeanor of a half-step almighty generation? Faced with the desperate situation of life and death, he only wants to escape and ascend to heaven. All other honors and disgrace, even the inheritance of the sect, can be abandoned.

    "Compared with the destroyed Holy Fire Palace, Qingyang Sect and Manghuang Sect are simply a ragtag group.

    "I didn't expect that the two major sects would be so weak. It's not right. It shouldn't be that the Qingyang Sect and the Manghuang Sect are not as good as the Holy Fire Palace. Mortal minds tend to drift with the crowd and their will is not very firm, even if they are successful in cultivation.  The same goes for the disciples of the sect. The reason why the Holy Fire Palace was able to throw their heads and blood at the last moment was entirely due to the desperate leap of the disciples in Yibo, which inspired the spirit in the hearts of the monks! "

    "It's like a group of sheep. When a shepherd is herding sheep, as long as he leads the leader sheep, the other lambs will consciously follow behind. The leaders of the two major sects are the leader sheep. But now that Nalan Hongye is dead, the Manghuang Sect is leaderless.  , no one stood up to point out?, naturally it is a piece of loose sand.  kindness?  No wonder Qingyang Sect was also in chaos. It turned out that Shi Potian had escaped!  "Yang Hong, who was sitting cross-legged in the void, looked solemn, and suddenly this thought flashed through his heart.

    Suddenly a golden cloud exploded in the sky, followed by the sound of countless neat footsteps and shouts. It seemed that in the distance, a large number of troops were arriving, with momentum like a rainbow. Looking from a distance, one could see a  The strong energy condensed into a torrent, like waves hitting the shore, and the tide surged.

    This kind of energy is not the true energy of the monks, nor the brutal demonic power of the monsters, but the momentum generated by the physical training of mortals to the limit.

    An army of one million people is killing people in unison. Even a true master of the realm of life and death would be overwhelmed by such a powerful momentum and would not be able to concentrate.

    "The army is approaching. The soldiers of the Yunmeng Empire will follow my emperor to defeat the Manghuang Sect and kill the demons and rebels!" At this time, Yunmengyao's graceful figure walked out of the clouds to command the army. Behind her, there were dozens of people.  A monk named Ling Kong Tao.

    These monks were dressed in green robes, and they were all mysterious weapons and magic weapons. The monks who fled in all directions could feel the aura of these monks, and all of them changed color. Each of these monks in green robes had the cultivation level of the Return to Void Realm, and there were thirty-three of them.  Follow Yun Mengyao.

    The most frightening thing is that there are several Dayan realm monks, wearing golden robes, carved with dragon shapes, exuding a strange aura, as if they control the power with the wave of their hands, and seize life and death. These  The golden-robed monks were obviously the princes and grandsons of the Yunmeng Empire. They had been cultivated through countless experiences and had reached the cultivation level of the Great Evolution Realm.

    "People from the royal family, thirty-three Void Return Realm monks, seven Dayan Realm monks, and the middle-aged man wearing a nine-clawed dragon robe is a Heavenly Realm monk!" Shen Huan and others were sitting in the big hall.  On the Bodhi Lotus Platform, looking at the sudden appearance of dozens of powerful monks, he swallowed his saliva and felt a little unbelievable.

    Even Shen Li, who was calm and calm, couldn't help but cast his eyes on Yang Hong who was sitting cross-legged when he saw this scene. He was obviously a little afraid. So many powerful monks had already caused quantitative changes to qualitative changes. Although there was no  The emergence of a true great power in the realm of life and death is comparable to the actions of two great powers.

    Even Yunmengyao, the emperor's ancestor, is by no means a half-powerful person. Shen Li has no doubt that this old woman's real combat power is even comparable to that of Yun Mengyao.

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