"It's finally over. Damn it! Luckily, I have the family heirloom Warm Sun Jade, which helps me keep my mind focused. Otherwise, I would have died. I don't know what kind of chaos is going on outside right now..."
In a corner of the market town, Wu Jing, sweating profusely, gathered his thoughts, muttered to himself, and then crawled out...
"If my heart is as pure as ice, I won't be startled even if the sky falls... I never thought that the Qingxin Jue I learned when I was a mortal could actually save my life. It seems that mortal martial arts are not necessarily useless..."
"If I hadn't gathered a trace of spiritual consciousness by chance, I would have been doomed..."
"Damn it, who is behind this? If he hadn't killed so many people back then and was haunted by evil spirits, he would definitely go crazy this time!"
“…”
There are so many miracles in the world of immortal cultivation!
In addition to foundation-building cultivators like Chen Changsheng, there are also some clever people in the city who have successfully escaped disaster through one means or another.
However, these cultivators are a minority after all. Among the tens of thousands of people in the entire city, except for the Qi-cultivating cultivators staying at the headquarters of the Seventy-two Islands Alliance, the rest can be said to be only one in a hundred!
As Song Xing ascended into the sky, the Myriad Spirits Blood Formation lost its core and became ineffective. The cultivators who had survived by chance crawled out from every corner one by one...
"Oh my God, this...how many monks will die?"
"Oh my god... dead bodies all over the streets..."
"These dead people have almost all turned into mummies... This is... the method used by the demonic cultivators!"
"Storage bag?"
Suddenly, a clever monk saw the storage bags hanging from the bodies of the dead, rushed over, took them off, and hung them on himself...
Seeing this man's actions, the other surviving monks naturally did not want to be outdone. They rushed to the corpses and started making a fortune from the dead.
Of course, there were also some clever monks who set their sights on those shops with their doors wide open...
Seventy-two Islands Alliance Headquarters!
"Dad, are you okay?"
Gu Yunqi opened the door of the secret room and came to Gu Shan's side...
"It's okay, I'm fine. What's the situation outside now?" Gu Shan asked hurriedly.
"Yes, Third Alliance Leader, what is the situation now?"
"Third Alliance Leader, we're here, but we only hear the sounds of fighting outside. What exactly happened?"
"Yes, Third Alliance Leader, it seems that they also mentioned the Qinglin Patriarch... Third Alliance Leader, is the Qinglin Patriarch the Golden Core Patriarch of the Wanfa Sect?"
“…”
Suddenly, everyone started asking questions at once.
It can be said that those who can be hidden here are either people with connections in the Seventy-two Islands Alliance or people with real abilities. Many people are familiar with the Ancient Cloud Flag itself.
"The people outside... I guess most of them are dead..." Gu Yunqi said with a wry smile.
"What? All dead? This... I still have more than ten disciples from Huangya Island outside..."
"We have people from Emerald Island living abroad..."
"Why are they all dead? What is going on?"
"Yunqi, what exactly happened? Why are we all locked up here? What's going on outside?" Gushan asked.
"Alas, all of this was planned by the First and Second Alliance Leaders. I didn't know about it beforehand, and by the time I found out... it was already too late..."
"Actually, even if I knew it in advance, it would be useless..."
"I, the third leader of the alliance, am actually just a decoration for them!" Gu Yunqi said with a wry smile.
The foundation-building pills of him, the third alliance leader, were all refined by the second alliance leader. Besides, the first alliance leader was already a master of the Golden Core Realm. How could he stop him from doing whatever he wanted?
"Third Alliance Leader, we know a little about this...but what did the First and Second Alliance Leaders actually do?"
"That's right. There are tens of thousands of cultivators in the market. How come most of them are dead?"
"Yeah, let alone tens of thousands of monks, even if it's tens of thousands of pigs, it won't be possible to kill them all in a short time, right?"
Everyone asked again at once.
"I'm not too sure about the specifics, but...it should be a formation..."
"A magic array!"
"The entire market town is enveloped within it. Once activated, it can influence the minds of cultivators, causing them to become violent, irritable, and difficult to control..."
"You can imagine what happened next. A large-scale conflict broke out in the market town. Everyone was bloodthirsty, and then they all died..." Gu Yunqi sighed.
"How could this happen? Why do this? Xuankong Island Market is the foundation of our Seventy-Two Island Alliance. Aren't the Grand and Secondary Alliance Leaders destroying their own great wall by doing this?" Someone didn't understand...
Why would you destroy your own home?
"I'm afraid... we regard those two as the leaders of the alliance, but they just regard our Seventy-Two Islands Alliance as a flag that can be sacrificed at any time..."
"I clearly saw before that after all the immortal cultivators died, their Qi and blood were completely drained from their bodies, and then they all flew into the retreat rooms of the Grand and Second Alliance Leaders!"
"They must have used some evil magic to practice magic by using the energy and blood of tens of thousands of cultivators!" Gu Yunqi said gritting his teeth.
At the beginning, the leader of their Seventy-two Islands Alliance died inexplicably while exploring the ruins of Qingmu Sect, and then a Foundation Establishment cultivator suddenly attacked. That man suddenly appeared, killed the Foundation Establishment cultivator, and was supported by them as the leader. Then he got a Foundation Establishment cultivator from somewhere and became the second leader!
Afterwards, the two leaders, one went into seclusion to practice, while the other took drastic measures to transform the Seventy-two Islands Alliance. Under the leadership of the two leaders, the entire alliance was thriving.
Later, Gu Yunqi obtained the Foundation Establishment Pill and became the third leader. He wanted to do his best to assist the other two and strengthen the Seventy-two Islands Alliance.
But who knew that in the end, it would end up like this...
Among the tens of thousands of cultivators who died outside, although most were independent cultivators who came to the market, there were at least thousands of cultivators affiliated with the Seventy-two Island Alliance...
"Practicing magic? Using the foundation of our Seventy-two Islands Alliance to practice magic?"
"You know, there are thousands of people from our Seventy-two Island Alliance out there!"
“They deserve to die!”
“…”
Suddenly, everyone was filled with righteous indignation, with angry eyes...
The vast majority of cultivators in Longhu Lake are family-based, and in order to ensure the stability of the alliance, they often intermarry with each other!
Those tribesmen who died outside were all their blood relatives!
"Okay, stop yelling. What do you want to do?"
"Revenge? The leader is a Jindan master, who can kill him?" Gu Shan immediately shouted to everyone.
"this……"
"Third Alliance Leader, whatever you say, we'll do as you say!"
"Yes, Third Alliance Leader, we all listen to you. We will do whatever you say!"
Everyone looked at Gu Yunqi...
He was a foundation-building cultivator, and he became everyone's backbone...
