Chapter 136 The Three Holy Lands Gather

In front of the portal of Yunding City.

A group of powerful men stood together, looking around.

"Om..."

The leader is an old man with white hair and white beard.

He held a scepter in his hand, and his cold gaze seemed to sweep through everything.

"Gollum's midwinter rubble..."

He closed his eyes, raised his scepter, and muttered to himself.

It was like reciting an ancient mantra, which shook people's minds.

"Om..."

There was a sound.

The blue bead on the top of the scepter in the old man's hand was shrouded in light.

As time passed, the light became brighter and brighter.

The whole world is set against blue.

"call out……"

The old man raised his scepter and pointed to the sky.

The blue light is like a Milky Way running backwards and upwards.

It exploded in the sky in an instant, forming a huge blue light curtain.

In the light curtain, what is displayed is exactly what happened in Yunding City a day ago.

There is a lot of traffic and pedestrians interweave.

Everything is peaceful scenery.

It seems that there is nothing unusual.

Everyone stared at the light curtain tightly, motionless.

After a while.

"Om..."

Suddenly, there was a sound.

The light curtain trembled violently.

The scenery above changed immediately, and it was so hazy that I couldn't see clearly at all.

In the light curtain, two scarlet blood eyes suddenly appeared, seeming to penetrate the light curtain and stare directly at everyone.

this moment.

Everyone seemed to be in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. An indescribable fear spread all over their bodies.

"Plop! Plop..."

These strong men with terrifying aura knelt down one after another, lay down their bodies, and trembled.

No one dared to look at those bloody eyes.

"flutter……"

The old man at the head spat out a mouthful of blood.

The beads on the scepter directly burst open.

The old man fell to the ground, looking ugly.

"Boom..."

The blue light curtain exploded and disappeared without a trace.

All around returned to calm.

Everyone stood up one by one, with a look of fear on their faces.

"Master!"

Seeing the old man vomiting blood, everyone gathered around and helped the old man up.

"cough……"

The blood kept coughing up, and the old man's face was pale.

Holding his last breath, he said, "Sura... Luo..."

Before he finished speaking, the old man tilted his head and passed out.

"Master!"

The faces of the others changed drastically, and they hurriedly led the old man into the portal.

three days later.

Aspire to Jianmen, in an ancient palace.

There are only three seats in the ancient temple, standing in three different directions.

On the seat, sat three old men.

Behind each old man, several old men stood.

Everyone's breath is introverted, with a kind of undetectable depth.

"Old lady, I'm old and I can't stand the trouble. You asked everyone to come, what's the matter?"

On a seat, a hunchbacked old woman said.

The old woman's forehead was full of wrinkles.

It looks like a dying old man who will fall when the wind blows.

On the other side, an old man with white beard squeezed out a smile, "Grandma Hei, stop joking."

"Burn Jian, stop smiling in front of the old woman, this smile is too ugly!"

"You didn't gather us together to see you laugh, did you?" the old woman said.

"That's right, Burial Sword, you talk about business!"

After a middle-aged fat man finished speaking, he took a big gourd and poured himself a sip of wine.

"Gulu..."

Eat it in one gulp.

The fat man half-lyed on the seat, hiccupping, "If you don't talk about it, I'm going back to drink."

"In that case, let me just say it!"

The white-bearded old man nodded and began to speak.

Although his hair was pale, his face was ruddy.

A majestic momentum rose by itself.

"To convene everyone today is a matter of great importance."

"Presumably everyone has also heard about the destruction of Yunding City!" The white-bearded old man said.

"Isn't it Shura who did it?"

"Yes, haven't we sent someone to arrest him?"

The fat man and the old woman spoke in turn.

"Senior Yun, Granny Hei, both of you are masters of world cultivation!"

"This matter is far from as simple as imagined!"

"Three days ago, Sanmen Zun took people to Yunding City, but he couldn't deduce who did it!"

"Until now, Sanmen Zun still hasn't woken up!"

The old man with white beard finished speaking.

The fat man and the old woman stood up abruptly.

His face was full of astonishment.

"There are things that Nangong Kun can't deduce?"

"Didn't Shura do it? Why didn't you say something about such a big deal earlier?"

The faces of the two changed slightly and became extremely dignified.

The white-bearded old man showed a wry smile, "Seniors, I have nothing to do."

"Such a major event must not be disclosed, otherwise, I'm afraid it will cause chaos in the Dayan God Realm!"

"Bring the two seniors over to discuss this matter!" said the white-bearded old man.

"In this way, there are only two possibilities."

"First, Shura has grown up, even Nangong Kun can't deduce it!"

"Second, there was a powerful Shura who did it, and he was secretly protecting that Shura!"

What the old woman said made everyone's expressions change slightly.

Many people gasped.

"If this is the case, I'm afraid Shura Ji is not far away!"

"Swallowing a city directly is obviously a war against us!"

"Fatty looks like he can't drink wine either!"

The fat man touched his round belly and said.

"Burning Sword, tell me, what is your solution?" the old woman asked.

"Seniors, the method is as follows."

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The old man with white beard said every sentence.

After hearing this, the fat man and the old woman nodded from time to time.

After the old man with white beard finished speaking.

"Buying Jian, your idea is good! You have considered it comprehensively, and I agree with it, old woman!" said the old woman.

"This method is good, but it is extremely dangerous!"

"I'm afraid that many people will be lost in this Nirvana Pavilion!"

The fat man touched his belly and said.

"Yun Qiong, you have lived for so long, are you still so afraid of death?"

"For the thousands of souls in the Dayan God Realm, is death that terrible?" the old woman said while leaning heavily on her crutches.

"Hehe, aren't you afraid? Then why do you still need to practice?"

"Isn't cultivation for longevity? It sounds so nice!"

"However, you arrange this matter, dangerous work, don't arrange for us in the Nirvana Pavilion!" the fat man said.

"you!"

There was a look of anger on the old woman's face.

"Black woman, why do you want to fight? Fatty, I'm not afraid of you!"

"Since that's the case, let me teach you, old woman, what responsibility is!"

The old man with white beard watched this scene, sweating coldly.

"Seniors, listen to me!"

"The two seniors are right!"

"However, it is absolutely not advisable to blindly die!"

"So, we still need to make a long-term plan and try to minimize the loss!"

The words of the white-bearded old man made the fat man and the old woman stop.

They sat down and discussed.

Behind them, the eyeballs of a group of old men were about to fall out.

The patriarch, who usually has a majestic face, is now like two children, ready to strike at the slightest disagreement.

"Seniors, let me refine this matter and do this specifically..."

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