The northwest corner of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Black Crow Mountain.
Deep in the dense forest, in a dark and gloomy place, stood a blood-stained palace.
On this day, a piece of news came in.
"Palace Master, Su Zimo has returned from the ancient battlefield and has arrived at Piaomiao Peak!"
"good!"
A middle-aged man in a bloody robe opened his eyes, his dark green eyes flashing with a cold light, and said in a cold voice: "I want no chickens or dogs left within a hundred miles of Piaomiao Peak!"
This sound spread to every corner of Black Crow Mountain, and it was cold and bone-chilling.
Countless blood crows flew out from the Black Crow Mountain, screamed loudly, and were densely packed, covering the sky and the sun, and rushed towards the Piaomiao Peak.
Two days later, Bixia Palace.
An order came out, and the sect was boiling.
Conquer Piaomiao Peak!
Over the years, sects of all sizes within the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty have coveted Piaomiao Peak, including Bixia Palace.
Everyone knows that the passing of this order means that Bixia Palace is absolutely sure!
In this battle, the founder of Bixia Palace, a Taoist from the Void Return Realm, is likely to appear!
Master Canglang couldn't help laughing loudly.
"Su Zimo, Su Zimo, even if you step into cultivation and worship at Piaomiao Peak, so what? In the end, you will not be able to escape death!"
Almost at the same time.
News also spread from the True Fire Sect that the sect leader led an army to conquer Piaomiao Peak!
Sima Zhi, the elder of the True Fire Sect, clenched his fists and sneered non-stop. He said in a cold voice: "The day has finally come. Su Zimo, you kill my disciple and make me lose all face in the sect competition. I I will crush you to ashes!"
Not long after, many monks from Nanyue Sect were dispatched.
Qingshuang Gate.
Several Jindan Masters stood side by side, one of them was Ji Yaoxue's former master, Master Yining who appeared in the sect competition.
After hearing a lot of news from outside, Master Yining sighed in his heart.
This situation was actually expected by everyone.
After the death of the founder of Piaomiao Peak, Piaomiao Peak has declined, with only an old monster supporting it.
The foundation of Piaomiao Peak is deeper than that of the other four major sects. It has been established for a long time. There are countless treasures and secrets in the sect, and everyone is eyeing it!
Before this, the reason why no sect dared to act rashly was because they were worried about the old crane who was returning to the Void Realm.
Among the five major sects, there are strong men in the Return to Void Realm who are in charge to check and balance each other.
The Jindan Masters and Yuanying Masters of all the major sects can see clearly that as long as the life of the old crane is exhausted and the balance is broken, Piaomiao Peak will be destroyed!
Normally, major sects would have to wait for decades.
But now, with Blood Crow Palace taking the lead, not only Bixia Palace, Zhenhuo Sect, and Nanyue Sect, there will definitely be more sects and monks going to Piaomiao Peak to fish in troubled waters in the past few days.
The Qingshuang Sect where Master Yi Ning lives may also take action.
"Everyone pushed the wall down."
Master Yining sighed softly.
Recalling the delicate-looking monk in blue shirt during the sect competition, she couldn't help but feel a little regretful in her heart.
Within ten days, all the sects and forces, large and small, within the territory of the Zhou Dynasty heard about this incident and set out one after another to target Piaomiao Peak!
"So what if the number one weapon refiner in the Great Zhou Dynasty has become someone else's wedding dress!"
"Hehe, not to mention the skill secrets in the Misty Peak, Mr. Mo alone has countless high-grade spiritual weapons on his body!"
Suddenly, the clouds moved in all directions!
…
Misty Peak.
In the misty palace, there were hundreds of Jindan Daoist people standing, most of them had solemn expressions, anxious and anxious, talking in low voices.
The sect leader Ling Yun sat in the middle with his eyes closed, and there was no fluctuation in his expression.
"Report to the sect master!"
A Jindan Daoist walked quickly into the hall and said in a deep voice: "In the mountain forest outside the sect, some crows with blood-red eyes suddenly appeared, and more and more crows gathered together!"
"knew."
Sect leader Ling Yun said lightly without opening his eyes.
The hearts of many Jindan Daoists trembled, and they secretly said: "Here we come!"
This catastrophe could not be avoided after all.
Originally, with the support of the old crane, this catastrophe would take at least several decades.
Unexpectedly, some changes occurred during this period. By mistake, Su Zimo and the master of the Blood Crow Palace forged an irresolvable blood feud, leading to such a passive situation.
"It's all this Su Zimo's fault. If it hadn't been for him, our Piaomiao Peak would never have had a grudge with such a powerful enemy as the Blood Crow Palace!" A Jindan Daoist said with a gloomy face, finally unable to bear it anymore, and loudly said.
"yes."
Another person raised his voice and said: "Sect Master, let's hand over Su Zimo. Maybe we can extinguish the anger of Blood Crow Palace."
"That's right, why should our entire Piaomiao Peak be buried with him because of the grudge he had made with Su Zimo!"
Among the crowd in the main hall, the noise gradually increased, and many Jindan masters had some thoughts.
"fart!"
The bad old man couldn't help but cursed loudly, blew his beard and glared, pointed at the Jindan masters who had just spoken, and said loudly: "You actually have the nerve to say such things?"
"Even without Su Zimo, there wouldn't be a bloody feud between our Piaomiao Peak and the Blood Crow Palace?"
"During the Battle of Dongling Valley, the sect lost so many monks. Who did it?"
"Who killed the first Wenxuan in Lingfeng?"
The bad old man's rhetorical questions immediately silenced the crowd.
The first few golden elixir masters were also silent.
The old man said loudly: "Not to mention anything else, if it weren't for Su Zimo in the battle in Dongling Valley that day, all our disciples at Piaomiao Peak would have been wiped out!"
"Such a great achievement has become a sin in your mouth. Your conscience has been eaten by dogs?"
The old man's curses echoed in the hall, deafening and loud.
Xuan Yi stood up and said in a deep voice: "In addition, if Su Zimo had not turned the tide in the sect competition that day, I, Piaomiao Peak, would have lost face and become a joke in the world of Dazhou Cultivation."
"If we hand over such a disciple, how many people's hearts will be chilled!"
"alright."
Sect leader Ling Yun opened his eyes and said calmly: "Don't say that Su Zimo has made great achievements, even if he is just an ordinary disciple of Piaomiao Peak, the sect will not hand him over! If it is to survive, it will sacrifice its disciples, Piaomiao Feng wouldn’t have made it this far, and I, Ling Yun, can’t do it either!”
"Everyone has his own ambitions. If anyone wants to leave the sect, leave now. I will never stop you."
Sect leader Ling Yun's eyes swept across the crowd.
One after another, some monks clasped their hands and left, but more people stayed.
Among the crowd, there was also a stunning young girl standing with curly and yellow hair.
When she saw this scene, she smiled slightly, her eyes were as bright as water.
A few days ago, Nian Qi followed Su Zimo back to Piaomiao Peak and has been observing and listening secretly.
Nian Qi has been homeless since he was a child, and it is difficult for him to trust others.
For such a strange environment and a group of strange people, Nian Qi felt a little resistant, but because Su Zimo was in retreat, she couldn't disturb them.
But as he observed these days, Nian Qi's impression of this sect gradually changed.
There are a group of lovely monks here, as well as a group of upright people.
Until just now, after listening to what the sect leader Ling Yun said, Nian Qi finally made up his mind to stay in Piaomiao Peak and never leave!