Wenzong may decline, but he is still one of the top major sects in the Daoye. If he is destroyed today, the centipede insect will die without being stiff. There are countless treasures, Taoism, and classics in it. If they can take advantage of the chaos to get in and touch a little, then just a little bit can hold them to death.

"This time, Wenzong is afraid that he can't escape this disaster!" A great ancestor stood on a magic weapon, watching the situation in Wenzong. Several disciples around him stretched their necks and looked towards Wenzong when they heard this, but they couldn't see anything.

"The Mad Dragon Ancestor is actually defeated by the Chief Mo Yang! That Chief Mo Yang is hiding deep enough!"

"Oh, the Lord of the Heavenly Sword is coming out! The Lord of the Heavenly Sword has taken action! The sword light... hiss... the Lord of the Heavenly Sword is so terrifying!"

Those who had amazing eyesight clearly saw the battle in Wenzong with the help of some magic weapons and exclaimed there.

"Can the leader of Mo Yang block the Lord of the Heavenly Sword?" Some disciples didn't know much about the gap between the strong, and couldn't help but ask his master curiously.

His master suddenly raised his beard, "Compare? How can this be compared! What a person the Lord of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom? Mu Zhouxing's first sword cultivator has already entered the Dao Realm for thousands of years, and has been at the peak of the Dao for hundreds of years. His "Sky Sword" has not been released several times in total. Which time has not been killed in one blow? He was killed by some other strong people! And Mo Yang, at most, is the peak cultivation level of the Condensation Wheel Realm..."

"Master, can you defeat that Mo Yang?" The disciple looked at the master admiringly, and saw his master's beard shivering and glaring at him, "Children, don't talk nonsense! Look well, learn well!"

...

On another lonely mountain not far from Wenzong's mountains and rivers, a thin figure wearing a yellow robe was staring at Wenzong's direction and staring at him tightly. He frowned and held the hand of the crutch, and couldn't help but exert some force.

A woman in luxurious clothes quickly helped him, but he shook her away gently, waved her hand, and signaled that it was okay.

"Husband, don't rest for a while..." the lady said with concern.

"It's not a problem for your husband... With the help of Mr. Chu, 90% of the internal organs in your body have been gone, but your vitality has been much loss, so you have recovered slowly, which is not harmful..." The figure of the yellow robe was the Lord of Lanhe. Although he is still holding a wooden stick, his complexion is already very good, and there is a powerful vitality in his thin body.

But when he looked at Wenzong's brows, he always frowned tightly.

"Father, how is the situation with Wenzong?" Behind him, Lan Ningdie, wearing a blue gauze dress, also asked with concern.

"Are you worried about Mr. Chu? Or are you worried about Wenzong?" Lan He smiled and looked at her.

Since the girl came back, she has been feeling a little uneasy for several days. Lan He asked his wife to test it for a little, and then she found out about the little girl's thoughts.

At the Lanting meeting, Chu Tianming's unparalleled posture was imprinted in the depths of Lan Ningdie's heart, which made her feel vaguely moved. Therefore, as soon as he was recalled to the country, he paid attention to the news about Wenzong in recent days, wishing to let go of a little bit.
Chapter completed!