Chapter 2806: The Gods Attack

Rakshasa Gate? !

For a moment, the entire hall was extremely quiet.

A series of surprised glances all focused on Huang Ming.

Huang Ming has rarely participated in sect affairs since he left seclusion.

But this time, facing the imminent attack of the gods, the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect was walking on thin ice.

If you are not careful, you will be destroyed.

"Huang Ming, you mean... you want us to join forces with Zeus?"

Ye Zhiyun looked at Huang Ming with a complicated expression. He had never thought of such a bold idea.

Who is Zeus?

One of the top ten dragon kings back then, and now the leader of the Rakshasa Sect.

With the ambition to dominate the world!

"Joining forces with him is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger, right?"

Lan Ling pondered.

Many people present did not think this was a good idea.

But many people began to waver because of Huang Ming's proposal.

"Tai Shang Elder, I think what Senior Brother Huang Ming said is not unreasonable." At this time, Jiang Cong also came over: "There are no eternal friends, and there are no eternal enemies. The gods have now set their sights on us. At this time, if we rely on our own strength to fight against the gods, it will be like throwing an egg against a stone. If we join forces with the Rakshasa Sect, we have a great chance of winning..."

"yes!"

"I also think what Senior Brother Huang Ming said makes sense."

There were more and more echoing voices in the crowd.

Yan Tu and Lan Ling, who were blushing and thick-necked due to the argument, were speechless and stunned.

"Okay, in that case, let's follow Huang Ming's suggestion, Zhuang Peng, arrange for someone to notify the Rakshasa Sect through the sound transmission spiritual array, and come to our Ten Thousand Swords Sect for help as soon as possible!" Ye Zhiyun thought about it again and again, and finally The crime started.

"yes!"

After receiving the order, Zhuang Peng immediately turned around and walked out of the hall.

Unexpectedly, the decision was made so quickly.

Joining forces with the Rakshasa Sect has made many people in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect feel uneasy.

While they are fighting against the gods, they also have to be wary of the Rakshasa Gate, which is very uncomfortable.

Ye Tian went into seclusion and has not come out yet.

As the supreme elder of the sect, Ye Zhiyun has the right to decide everything.

He stood up slowly and cast his old eyes on Huang Ming: "Huang Ming, now go organize the disciples to prepare for the battle. The Night of the Gods is quite powerful. Remember to evacuate the disciples to minimize casualties... …”

boom--

At this moment, the entire hall suddenly trembled.

The sight of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking shocked everyone.

"Report——"

A disciple hurriedly rushed from outside the hall, then knelt in front of the hall and said with a look of fear: "The people from the Night of the Gods are attacking, and Elder Zhuang Peng has... been killed!"

"What!"

The whole audience suddenly looked horrified.

"How many people have come from the gods?!"

Qing Meng asked quickly.

Hearing this, the disciple looked a little strange: "One, alone!"

"one person?!"

Qing Meng turned her head stiffly and looked at Ye Zhiyun in disbelief.

The solo team of gods is nothing more than Lone Yingjian and Qing Luoluo!

If one of these two monsters comes, it will be the end!

An atmosphere of fear instantly filled the entire hall. The Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect, known as the most powerful person in Xinglan Continent, was also frightened by the reputation of the gods.

But soon, a surge of spiritual pressure erupted in the distance.

"Forty-eight Star Universe Divine Realm? Not Gu Yingjian and Qing Luoluo!"

Ye Xinglong stood up excitedly, almost with tears in his eyes.

As long as those two monsters don't come, they won't despair.

"Haha, since he is a guy who only has the Forty-Eight Star Universe God Realm, let me go and meet him in person!" Ye Xinghan, the second among the six elders, suddenly laughed loudly.

"etc!"

Ye Zhiyun immediately interrupted him.

"Uh...what's wrong, dad?"

Ye Xinghan frowned, and the white beard that had just fluttered down again.

Facing Ye Xinghan's doubts, Ye Zhiyun stood with his hands behind his hands, staring at the smoke rising from the distance outside the hall, his eyes becoming more solemn: "The Night of the Gods always operates in groups of two, it is impossible for only one person to come. ”

"yes!"

Ye Xinglong angrily slapped Ye Xinghan on the head: "Second brother, you'd better be more steady. Now that the sixth and seventh brothers have gone, I don't want to lose you again!"

"I……"

Being scolded by his father and elder brother, Ye Xinghan blushed and thought, I am already tens of thousands of years old, can you save me some face in front of others?

"Supreme Elder, why don't you let me and my husband go and meet him for a while?"

At this time, Qing Meng suddenly stood up.

"The other party is the Night of the Gods. Are you two going?" Ye Zhiyun couldn't help but exclaimed.

Hearing this, Qing Meng gritted her teeth, her eyes shining with fierce fighting spirit: "Ten years ago, we were unlucky to protect the Lord, which resulted in the young Lord being harmed by the traitor Bai Chen. Today, the sect faces a powerful enemy. Let us husband and wife do our best for the sect! It’s not in vain, the sect has trained us for so many years!”

Meng'er......

Staring at her unwilling look, tears slowly flashed across Lan Ling's eyes.

The death of the young master back then left too deep scars in the hearts of the couple.

At this time, there is only one enemy, and something might happen at any time.

Those who go to meet the enemy first will inevitably face danger.

But someone has to stand up!

"Meng'er is right. Let us go to meet the enemy first. Everyone should be prepared and must hold on and wait for the sect master to come out!"

Lan Ling also stepped forward and held Qing Meng's hand.

The two smiled at each other, said no more, and turned around and flew out of the hall together.

Ye Zhiyun did not stop them. He also knew that at this time, it would be wise to send people to meet the enemy first.

"Everyone follow me out, ambush, and prepare to meet the enemy!"

Ye Zhiyun finally stopped neglecting and took the brunt of the attack.

Seeing this, more than a thousand elders followed.

...

In the Wanjian Divine Sect, all the roofs and pavilions were destroyed, and smoke was everywhere.

And the only one who messed up this huge sect was Lin Yi.

Facing countless figures rushing around like moths to a flame, Lin Yi's indifferent face was full of entanglement.

"I said you just lie on the ground and be a dead person quietly..."

He sighed deeply, and his figure moved to the side, easily dodging the attacking sword, and then his palm reached forward through the air, and the disciple who rushed forward first flew backwards.

He really didn't want to kill innocent people.

But if he wanted to stay in the Night of the Gods, he had to obey the orders of the Lonely Sakura Sword.

It was particularly important to join the gods and wait for an opportunity to obtain the method of the Chaos Holy Land.

Compared with the mission of revitalizing the Star Pavilion, everything in front of him, although unbearable, had to be done.

Lin Yi's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly swept forward with the sword. The sharp sword energy instantly formed a half-moon shape and swept past.

Dozens of figures in front of him were beheaded on the spot.

He casually shook off the blood stains on the sword, carrying an extremely huge wine gourd on his back, and raised his neck: "Your Highness Luo Luo, I didn't expect you to be so greedy for wine. We have already arrived at the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect. You can't let me face the strong men of their entire sect alone, right?"