Chapter 1036 Worship

For Ye Qingyi, several people are also very worried.

At the beginning, Xuan Lingzong and Yun Yizong had a fierce battle. Although it was due to the **** moon, but after the appearance of a Jiuyang old man, otherwise, Xuan Lingzong should not fall to such a point.

However, at that time, if Ye Qingyu appeared as a **** saint, she was afraid that Xuan Lingzong had already been destroyed by Yunxiaozong.

"Do not worry, Ye Shimei is a sacred woman who is a **** sect, how does Xuexue teach, and how can Ye Shimei appear." Yun Shu said.

"Blood-moon teaching is powerful, but the blood-moon teaching is the dead enemy of the whole continent, but it is a cult!" Qin Huan quickly spoke.

Hearing the words of Qin Huan, some seemingly embarrassing Xuan Lingzong disciples, their eyes fell on Qin Huan.

If there is no Ye Qingxuan, there is no **** cult in Qin Huankou, I am afraid that they are now the body of the corpse wilderness, where can still be like this.

"There is no blood-moon teaching, we are all dead." Lin Biao said.

Hearing this statement, Qin Huan nodded, and did not refute, his eyes fell in a forest of not far away, but the look was some sadness that could not be said.

In the past six months, the disciples who had fought for Xuan Lingzong had been seriously injured and unable to receive external supplies. They eventually died and died. These brothers and sisters of Zongmen used to be born and died, not afraid of being strong. The enemy can, in the end, fail to persevere and never see the dawn of hope again.

Not to mention the Xuan Lingzong disciples, they are the deacons and high-level, but also because of serious injuries and the environment, resulting in damage to the foundation of the martial arts, the strength of the martial arts fell very badly, the knot can not be opened, the end of depression.

At this time, Mo Elder and Qin Elder several people came to Zongmen to play near the martial arts field, watching or lying on the ground, or sitting around the Xuan Lingzong disciple, could not help but sigh.

Several elders, looking at the now-deficient Xuan Lingzong, could not help but recall the prosperity of the year.

"I have seen the sovereign... two elders."

When I saw the Sovereign and others came to the Xuan Lingzong to play the battlefield, Xuan Lingzong’s disciples quickly got up and went to the Sovereign.

Upon seeing it, the Emperor Xuan Ling’s patriarch quickly waved his hand: “No need to salute, rest quickly, don’t waste your energy.”

Looking at the group of mysterious disciples who are already skinny and languid, and then recalling their past events, the heart seems to be a thousand needles.

After a long time, the elders of Qin and Mo elders, together with the Emperor Xuan Ling, came to the grave forest in front.

In the tomb, there are hundreds of tombstones.

Some of them, when they first fought with Yunzong, had already had no bones and could only build some cloaks to commemorate the mysterious warriors who died bravely and did not fear death.

At this time, many Chinese disciples, such as Qin Huan and Yun Shu, followed the Xuan Ling lord and Mo elder and others to the tomb.

"Brothers, let's see you guys..."

Many Xuan Lingzong disciples immediately bowed to the tombstone.

Looking at these unnamed tombstones, it seems to have returned to the late night on the eve of the war.

Before the bonfire, I sang the wine and learned from each other. It was like a voice and a smile. I never left.

In the ear, it seems that at this moment, the words once again sounded.

With my blood, I dyed my mysterious battle flag!

With my heart, I burned my mysterious anger!

With my hand, I rang through my mysterious drums!

(End of this chapter)

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