Chapter Five Hundred and Ninety Seventh Qingyun Host

"People from Qingyun Sect?" Chu Lingyu also stunned, and took the soul memory jade slip that Ye Chen handed over.

After reading Xue Yan's memory, her face became extraordinarily wonderful.

Here, Ye Chen is already rubbing his brows fiercely, "Hengyue Sect's nine hall masters, a bloodthirsty hall, a Zhengyang sect, a Qingyun sect, this is doing something!"

"I don't know what kind of expression Yin Zhiping would have known." Chu Lingyu sighed.

"I'm thinking about another thing now. Since this Xueyan is from the Qingyun Sect, it means that the current Qingyun Sect already knows that the Zhengyang Sect and the Hengyue Sect will attack their nine halls in seven days."

"But even if you know it, it's not the same! The battle strength of the Nine Palaces is still completely behind the Eighteenth Palace's combat power!"

"That's different!" Ye Chen shook his head gently, "If the news is not disclosed, the battle strength of Hengyuezong and Zhengyangzong's Eighteenth Hall will directly overwhelm Qingyunzong, and Qingyunzong will definitely be defeated by surprise. There is no suspense in defeat, but now that the problem is known in advance, it will be another matter."

Having said this, Ye Chen touched his chin, "Xueyan's memory shows it very clearly, Qingyunzong is also secretly mobilizing an army, but it is not an attack, but a defense, adding a nine-layer barrier to protect the city, such an attack In the past, even if it was two halls against one hall, it was basically difficult to break through their defenses. You must know that the nine branch halls are not only connected in series, they are also connected to the headquarters of Qingyun Sect. The branch hall cannot break their defenses at all, and if you want to completely break the defense of Qingyun Sect, you need to send the fighting strength of two sect headquarters in addition to the fighting strength of the Eighteenth Hall.”

"You mean, this is likely to turn into a decisive battle between Hengyue Sect and Zhengyang Sect against Qingyun Sect?"

"That depends on the determination of Hengyuezong and Zhengyangzong's headquarters." Ye Chen pondered, "If they are determined to destroy the nine branches of Qingyunzong, they must increase the combat power of the headquarters, and if they send less, they are useless. , if there are too many people, isn't that a big battle between two sects and one sect?"

"Then what are you going to do?" Chu Lingyu looked at Ye Chen.

"The soldiers are very fast, attack in advance." Ye Chen touched his chin, "In the case that Qingyunzong is not fully ready, it may be possible to catch them by surprise, but it is only possible."

hum! hum!

While the two were talking, the Void Sound Transmission Stone trembled, and what came out was the voice of Zhong Kui's ancestor: The third and fourth branch halls of Hengyue had been fixed.

"This is good news." Ye Chen couldn't help but smile.

"Now that the nine halls of Hengyue are under our control, should we inform Zhengyang Sect to launch an attack in advance?" Chu Lingyu looked at Ye Chen.

"Wait one more day." Ye Chen rubbed his chin and said in a deep voice, "Notify the temples to distinguish our people from Yin Zhiping's people, Qingyun Sect's people, and Zhengyang Sect's people as quickly as possible; notify In the ancient city of Qianqiu, the major branch halls of the Yanhuang strong sect, these two things must be completed within one day."

"and then?"

"Then let senior Feng Zhi, the master of the fifth hall, send a message to the Zhengyang Sect as Gu Yuan, and report the affairs of the Qingyun Sect."

"Okay, here I am..."

"Elder Pavilion." Before Chu Lingyu's words were finished, he was interrupted by a voice outside the hall, and he still called the patriarch. It was obvious that the person outside was a member of the Qingyun Sect, and the pavilion in his mouth was the patriarch. , of course, blood inflammation.

"Come in." Ye Chen turned into blood inflammation.

Soon, an old man in purple robe walked in,

After bowing respectfully, he said, "I just received information that the Holy Son was discovered in the Xuangu Land."

Son?

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, since the old man in purple was a member of the Qingyun Sect, the holy son in his mouth was naturally Lu Zhi's younger brother, Lu Hou, who ranked fourth on the Billboard.

"The Holy Son is not staying in the sect, what are you doing in the ancient land." Ye Chen glanced at the old man in purple.

"Intelligence shows that the Holy Son is chasing Liu Yi and Nangong Yue of Hengyue."

Hearing this, Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly. Although he frowned, he was still very relieved. Although Liu Yi and Nangongyue were hunted down, at least they proved that they were alive.

"I see, let's go!" Ye Chen waved his hand casually.

"Subordinates retire." The old man in purple immediately turned around and walked out.

After he left, Chu Lingyu from this side came forward and handed a jade slip to Ye Chen, "Renhuang has also sent information, Qingyun saint son Lu Hou, who is chasing Hengyue's Liu Yi and Nangong Yue."

"Since you're out of the sect, you don't need to go back." Ye Chen took the jade slip and walked directly to the teleportation array, "I'll leave it to you here, and I'll kill that Marquis Lu."

Saying that, he has already stepped into the teleportation array and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Three or five minutes later, he appeared on a piece of green field, then put on a ghost mask, and flew towards one side with Feihong on his feet.噺⒏⑴The fastest full text of 祌文んττρs:/м.χ8㈠zщ.còм/

In the ancient land of Xuangu, Nanchu is a strange land. There are many mountains, and the mountains are vertical and horizontal. Many major practitioners have enlightened there.

At this moment, a lot of people have gathered over the mountains in the Xuangu Land, all looking at one side without exception.

boom! boom! Boom!

The roars not far away continued one after another, and the majestic mountains collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There, three figures were fighting, one with a mighty dragon spirit, a young man holding a Tai Chi sword, and a woman in green clothes.

They, needless to say, are Liu Yi, Nangong Yue, and Lu Hou, the son of Qingyun Sect.

puff! puff!

In the void, Liu Yi and Nangong Yue bleed constantly. Although both of them used to be one of the best true disciples in the sect, they were far from the host. Even in a two-on-one situation, they were still unable to turn over after being beaten.

tsk tsk!

Looking at the battle not far away, many people clicked their tongues, "Is this 50% compatible host so powerful?"

"Isn't that nonsense? Does he have a Taixu ancient dragon soul sealed in his body?"

"But this Lu Hou is far from Yin Zhiping of Hengyue. 50% fit and 90% fit are not the same level at all."

"It's like this, it's not that Liu Yi and Nangong Yue of Hengyue can compete!"

In the discussion, Ye Chen, who was covered in black robes, shot from a distance like a ray of light. First launch https:// https://

From a long distance, he seemed to be able to see Liu Yi and Nangong Yue, who were already dripping blood. Although the two were not weak, Lu Hou was even more tyrannical. The secret techniques of the Taixu Gulong clan were endless. .

"The host who is 50% compatible, you and Yin Zhiping are far from each other." Ye Chen said coldly, the speed increased instead of decreasing, and he didn't plan to stop. He had to join the battle on the spot and destroy Lu Hou's servant.

However, just as he came to the sky above the mountains, someone joined in the battle not far away, and a mountain was collapsed with a single stick.

It was a young man, thirteen or fourteen years old. He was carrying a black iron rod. He was full of violent aura. It was worth mentioning that his eyes were like torches, like burning flames. Fiery eyes.