Ning Ping's clone also went to Qinglan Star some time ago.
Even if his clone was not there, over the years, the holy land had already been infiltrated by the Yun family and various major forces and was riddled with holes.
Countless figures slowly appeared around the Holy Land Academy.
And they continued to gather towards the Holy Land Academy, but this scene did not surprise anyone.
"Although the Holy Land Academy is open today, uninvited fellows are still not allowed to enter without permission! There are so many fellows coming outside, you must comfort them well and absolutely not neglect them!! Remember not to get into any disputes with them."
Lu Bochao, who is in charge of the Holy Land Academy, is standing in front of the academy at this moment, and is very satisfied with the current grand occasion.
"Yes!" A voice from the side responded and quickly flew out of the academy.
A smile appeared on Lu Bochao's face. He had exceeded the target of the Centennial Holy Light Ceremony this time.
A few days ago, when Elder Shi Yi left, he threatened to take credit for himself.
It seems that I will be able to go to the next Holy Light Ceremony with those Holy Sons. For me, this may help me to improve my cultivation.
Moreover, the number of people outside is many times greater than before, and all of them are people who yearn for the holy land.
However, he was a little curious about why these people came from all directions, which was a bit strange.
The decision to set the siege of the Holy Land Academy on this day was also to take advantage of the opening of the Holy Land Academy.
Under this cover, the Holy Land Academy will certainly not be so easily suspicious, and the encirclement and suppression will be more successful.
"boom……"
At this moment, a loud earth-shaking noise suddenly came from somewhere behind the academy.
"What's wrong!"
Lu Bochao was shocked and his spiritual sense suddenly swept behind him. After identifying the location, he immediately disappeared.
“Who did this!!”
Lu Bochao stood in mid-air, looking at the mess below, his eyes filled with anger.
What was before him was the secret room that was connected to the holy land and where the Zhoutian Soul Mirror was located, but it had been completely destroyed at this moment.
Many figures gathered around, and two people, one on the left and one on the right, approached with terrified faces.
"Elder Lu, what...what is going on?" One of them said in a trembling voice, pointing at the ruins in front of them.
Lu Bochao recognized them as the two people who were about to set off to participate in the Holy Light Ceremony.
One of them is an extremely talented cultivator in the God Transformation Stage of the Yun family.
"Who can tell me what is going on?" Lu Bochao stared at the scene in front of him with a grim face.
But just when Lu Bo was carefully exploring the ruins, trying to find anything unusual.
Suddenly, the two people who had just approached looked at each other, and a sharp blade appeared in their palms and stabbed into Lu Bochao's back.
"ah……"
A shocking roar burst out from Lu Bochao's mouth.
Lu Bochao suppressed the power raging in his body and turned his head to look back, only to see the two familiar people staring at him with cold expressions.
"Why did you sneak attack me?!"
“Boom boom boom…”
But just as he finished speaking, the sound of fighting could be heard everywhere.
Figures were also flying everywhere under the impact.
Some monks were even turned into blood mist while still in mid-air under the power of the bombardment.
At this moment, an extremely sharp sword beam of a hundred feet in length flashed and slashed towards him.
Glancing over, he saw the second elder of the Yun family staring at him with a cold expression.
"It's over!"
Lu Bochao swept his spiritual sense over the area, and instantly a chill rose from the soles of his feet.
The entire Holy Land Academy was instantly filled with sounds of fighting and killing, and the howling of pain continued.
At this moment, a shocking voice instantly resounded throughout the Holy Land Academy.
"The Holy Land is poisoning the entire cultivation world, endangering all of our fellow cultivators! It has cut off our chances of ascension! Everyone has the right to kill them! Those who are not from the Holy Land, please do not resist, or you will be killed without mercy!"
This extremely cold and harsh voice, upon careful listening, came from Yun Hongzhuo, the head of the Yun family.
Then a massive massacre began.
In an instant, heads rolled over, and many monks who were still in the dark stopped and dared not move at all, waiting to be dealt with by the people who broke in.
While the battle was in full swing here, comprehensive inspections began in all other cities.
Gu Dang was in charge of these foods. He used the detailed list he had checked before to kill all the people in the holy land who were still outside.
The entire Wanling City was plunged into an unprecedented battle.
However, compared to the fighting at the Holy Land Academy, this place is much easier.
The city square is where the headquarters of the Cultivation Alliance is located, and all the high-level people here are from the Holy Land.
It is also the place in Wanling City where people from the Holy Land are most concentrated.
Just as the sounds of killing were heard everywhere in the city, a clear formation wave swept out from the Merchant Alliance nearby.
In an instant, the houses around the square that had long been owned by the Chamber of Commerce also responded to the fluctuations and echoed it from a distance.
A large formation suddenly rose up, forming a solid shield that enveloped the entire square, including the Cultivation Alliance.
"What's going on?"
At this time, a burly figure flashed out from the Cultivation Alliance, sensing the surroundings with a look of surprise.
This person is none other than the Grand Elder of the Cultivation Alliance, Zang Haokuo.
Many figures also came to the square, looking around nervously.
"Hey! Brother Zang, what are you looking for? I'm here."
Suddenly, a huge mountain of flesh slowly appeared in the square. In the distance, a woman covered in a snow-white veil looked over coldly.
"What are you talking about? Hurry up and do it!"
When Shen Qingyao shouted softly, Gu Dang was suddenly alerted and quickly bowed.
Just at this moment, a thick fog suddenly emerged from the entire square, and some figures rushed out from it.
For a moment, in the fog, bursts of fierce fighting sounds exploded everywhere.
"What are you doing? Do you want to make enemies with all the cultivators in the world? Ah..."
“Boom boom boom…”
From the icy fog, screams were heard, accompanied by violent roars.
…
After a long time, the fog in the entire formation finally dissipated, and the entire square was revealed again.
The square was littered with corpses, and in a corner, Zang Haokuo, the great elder of the Cultivation Alliance, was among them.
"Go, pack everything up, don't forget the storage bag!"
Gu Dang was commanding the monks who were still standing in the field, and a smile appeared on his face when he turned around.
"Fairy Mu Bing, what should we do next?"
Hearing this, Shen Qingyao raised her head and looked towards the west, saying with a little hesitation.
"I don't know how things are going over there, Master!"
"It should be fine! With the Sect Master's strength, no one can be her opponent. She will definitely be captured easily!"
Gu Dang blurted out without hesitation.
"Well! Let's check the city thoroughly to see if there's anything we've missed. After all, we have the spiritual eyes to see through the people from the Holy Land hiding in the dark."
Mu Bing withdrew his gaze, glanced at Gu Dang lightly, and then disappeared elsewhere in a flash.
Gu Dang's eyes flickered thoughtfully, he smiled and went on with his busy life.
