Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 107 The world is not worth it
The auras in the ruins of the underground ancient city of Tongxiang already belonged, two were taken away by Tang Ge and disappeared, and the last one belonged to the mysterious Shurawei.

But no one relaxes. Many people died in the imperial court and various sects, and the news of Jiuji and Lingyun will definitely cause disturbance in the Kunlun world.

Many people had vaguely guessed the identity of Shura Wei, so naturally they didn't dare to compete with her for the aura, but Tang Ge was different, his realm was low, even if he had the background of Kunlun Mountain, he would not be able to guarantee that someone would secretly attack him.

In the underground ruins, all living people or corpses that could be found have been found, and those who cannot be found may have been mixed with dust.

After the storm, it was full of sorrow.

Many Qianyuan Realm powerhouses died, and many young disciples from various sects also died. Especially for small sects like the Great Compassion Sect and the Wanxiang Sect, the death of these people is undoubtedly a huge blow.

The entrance to the underground ruins could not be found for a long time. After some searching, they found a secret underground passage in the ruins where the ghosts imprisoned the disciples of various sects.

It leads to the southern canyon outside the city of Tongxiang.

Seeing the sky again, less than half of the originally mighty team was left.

When the aura appeared, Chi Jing and Zhuang Wuchen didn't know where they went, and now they came out together with the team inexplicably.

There were only a few people left in Chaotang, and they were all seriously injured.

Except for Zhuang Wuchen, there were only three Qianyuan Realm practitioners and four Huiyang Realm practitioners left in the White Tiger Army.

The Qinglong Army was not much different from them. There was no sadness on Ji Qingyun's face, only anger. Especially when looking at certain sects, there was a faint aura floating around him.

Jiang Shen'er led the few remaining Asura Guards towards Tongxiang City, but he couldn't see the person with the strongest aura.

Tie Hen was seriously injured, and only he and two other elders were left in the Tanlang Temple. What made him even more angry was that Li Yan and the others were not found, and his life and death were unknown.

He Nian of Yunjianzong was still alive, Qiu Wuya and another elder were seriously injured, and the disciples headed by Wu Qing were missing.

Everyone noticed that the faces of these Yunjianzong elders were extremely gloomy, and they understood when they saw the figure lying on the ground behind them.

The figure was bloody and bloody, but the outline could be vaguely seen. It was You Jichen, the Young Sect Master of the Yunjian Sect.

He's not dead, but it's as good as dead.

His appearance was completely ruined, his meridians were cut off, his sea of ​​energy was shattered, and he could no longer cultivate. He lay there in the cold, and the flesh and blood on his body made some people retch.

Tan Chuan and another Rakshahai island owner survived by chance, and three Rakshahai disciples, Yu Sanye lost Jhin in the middle of the mountain, and his condition was extremely unstable. Guoyun broke an arm and was unconscious.

And the thinnest Luo Xian'er was the least injured, but she held a tall boy in her arms.

The boy's white clothes were stained red by the snow, and there was a bloody hole the size of a fist on his chest and back. He was leaning against Luo Xian'er's arms, his body was already cold.

Luo Xian'er was expressionless, the tears on her cheeks had already dried up, she patted the body of the boy in her arms lightly, as if it was the same as when she was underground.

The young man is listening to the four seas of Chaoling Valley.

Elder Qingshan burst into tears, knelt down and gently stroked Sihai's head, with faint runes flickering in his palm, while chanting words.

This is the rebirth mantra of Tingchao Linggu.

Bai Yu, Ru Zhou, and Cheng Feng were not here, and no corpse was found underground.

Jing Yuan, Shi Yi and Yu Yang of Gu Yue Dongtian are still alive, but their condition is uncertain.

This is still the case for the six major sects, let alone the other minor sects, almost all of their disciples were killed or injured.

The most astonishing thing is that all the strong men in the Qingyang Ancient Territory fell, but the three disciples survived the same as when they entered the Cloud Cave. Although they experienced dangers, they all survived.

Quiet and dead, they walked towards Tongxiang City silently, like the dead on the banks of the river Styx in hell.

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On the lonely mountain, two black shadows looked at the line of figures moving towards Tongxiang City below, and the figures gradually turned into black dots in their line of sight.

Qingyan and Shekui were only slightly injured by the aftermath of the Heavenly Mandate Formation, but the other ghosts were not so lucky.

Half of the ghosts in Hades were seriously injured, and one person even fell, and the rest of the ghosts even killed or injured several people.

In Jiuyou today, apart from Qingyan and Shekui, only Moon God is left who can move freely.

Huan Yang died in Chaotian City, one died underground, one went to perform other tasks a long time ago, and the other three were seriously injured and went to retreat.

Qingyan stood on the edge of the cliff with her hands behind her back, looking at the gradually disappearing figure below, she said faintly: "This time it seems that the gains outweigh the losses..."

Snake Kui frowned, and said, "Why did Lord Shengzhu give up the competition for aura in the end?"

Qing Yan took a deep breath and said, "Perhaps even he is afraid of that person."

"That Shurawei?"

She Kui thought for a while, and then asked, "Who is she?"

Qing Yan's eyes fell to the far north, not Tongxiang City, but a place farther away, where there is the most powerful city in the world.

She Kui said in horror, "Could it be her!"

Qing Yan said: "Who else can mix with Jiang Shen'er's Shura Guard besides her."

She Kui took a deep breath, suddenly thought of something, and said, "Could it be that she is also the one who hired us?"

Qing Yan didn't speak, eyes drooped slightly, quietly looking at the toes, a weed fell on his shoe, and then fell to the bottom of the cliff with the wind.

Shekui understood something and fell silent.

After a long time, Qingyan exhaled a long breath, looked at the blue sky covered with a layer of gray haze in a daze, and said softly: "How many things in this world are worth it?"

Snake Kui glanced at him and said, "It's been a long time since you were so emotional."

Qingyan smiled wryly, with some bitterness in her eyes, and said: "Forget it, the conditions she gave this time are enough to deserve our casualties."

Shekui said, "Is it still Jiuyou if there are only seven people left in Jiuyou?"

Qingyan instantly recovered her cold and ruthless appearance, and said indifferently: "Find two more ghosts and let them ascend."

Shekui tentatively asked, "You already have a candidate?"

Qing Yan said: "There is one, you can choose the other."

Hearing this, a glint of light flashed across Snake Kui's bloodthirsty snake-like pupils.

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People from the imperial court and various sects did not leave Tongxiang City immediately. They were seriously injured, but they might have other thoughts.

Tang Ge was seriously injured, so he probably wouldn't go far, maybe he still had a chance to snatch Lingyun, and many people suspected that he was hiding in Tongxiang City.

But there are exceptions. Jiang Ci from Wanxiang Sect and Mr. Mo from Qinian Academy were seriously injured and were sent back by Lu Dingyuan.

The three disciples of Qingyang Ancient Domain were unwilling and did not dare to participate in the unfinished business here, and left after a short rest.

In the blink of an eye, seven days had passed, Tang Ge still hadn't walked out of the room, and the sound of howling swords reverberated in the room never dissipated.

Gu Zhiyue lay on the bed for seven days, breathing steadily and softly, but did not wake up.

Wu Cangyu walked out on the third day, her aura intensified faintly.

It was the fifth day when Ning Zhiqiu walked out of the room, and he was very clean. He saw the beautiful figure standing in the corridor, and it seemed that he hadn't moved for many days.

For the past seven days, Hai Qing'er has indeed been guarding here, occasionally eating some food, the only thing that has changed is the growing worry on her face.

Wu Cangyu and Ning Zhiqiu hid in Tongxiang City, investigating the movement of the imperial court and the powerful men of various sects. If they didn't leave, they must have some intentions.

The object of the attempt is the two auras on Tang Ge's body.

Murder and seizing treasures often happen in the bloody rivers and lakes, even if Tang Ge is the junior uncle of Kunlun Mountain, he cannot escape bad luck.

All the way in martial arts, strength is the most important thing.

As long as you get the aura, you will have the potential to become a peerless powerhouse, and even Kunlun Mountain will have nothing to do with it.

There is blood every day, that is the arena.

In an unremarkable tavern in Tongxiang City, Ji Qingyun was sitting in a corner, drinking wine casually, occasionally looking out the door with calm and natural eyes.

At a certain moment, a figure wearing a bamboo hat walked in, with a sword wrapped in black cloth behind his back.

The gaze under the bamboo hat glanced, then walked towards Ji Qingyun, and sat down quietly.

Ji Qingyun took a sip of wine and said casually, "You're here."

The man took off his bamboo hat, revealing a young scholar's face, he nodded slightly at Ji Qingyun, and said, "General Ji."

Ji Qingyun smiled lightly, and said: "Cang Yu, I see that your aura seems to be stronger. It seems that getting injured this time is not without benefits."

Wu Cangyu shook his head and said, "No one likes to be hurt."

Ji Qingyun suppressed his smile, suddenly became serious, and said: "How is he?"

Wu Cangyu's eyes dimmed, and said: "The condition is very bad, and I haven't left the customs yet."

A chill gradually spread over Ji Qingyun's face, and he said coldly, "I'll make them pay for these bastards sooner or later!"

He clenched his hands tightly, and the wine cup turned into powder and spilled on the ground.

Wu Cangyu glanced at the fist with bulging veins, lowered his eyes slightly, and said, "Qiu Wuya of Yunjianzong was seriously injured and his cultivation level plummeted. Does General Ji know where he is?"

Ji Qingyun was taken aback for a moment, then slightly surprised: "You want to kill him?"

Wu Cangyu said calmly: "My injury has healed, and I can kill someone."

Ji Qingyun suddenly smiled and said: "It seems that that guy is quite popular, and he let you treat him like this."

Wu Cangyu thought for a while, and said, "Little uncle is a good person."

Ji Qingyun pouted.

Wu Cangyu stared at him, waiting for the answer.

Ji Qingyun said helplessly: "People from the imperial court and various sects have gone into hiding, but they must be in the city or not far away."

He pondered for a while, and said again: "How about it, we will meet here tomorrow, and I will give you the answer."

Wu Cangyu nodded slightly, put on his bamboo hat, got up and was about to leave, he suddenly turned his head and glanced at Ji Qingyun, and said, "I saw it, there are people from the Azure Dragon Army who made the move."

Ji Qingyun's face froze, and there was a faint chill in his eyes, he said: "I know, I have already punished him."

A gust of wind blew in from outside the door, blowing away a corner of the curtain of the bamboo hat, revealing that cold face.

Ji Qingyun frowned.

Wu Cangyu said indifferently: "Only the dead will not attack the little uncle again."

(End of this chapter)