Outside the Momen Mountain Gate, the scene in front of me made the charming Mu Bailu widen her plump red lips.

Namo, who had always been dazed and distracted, looked dull and dull, had a burning look at the moment, folded his hands together, bowed towards the direction of Wanmin Bell, and said in his heart: "Amitabha."

The Wanmin Zhong in Qingzhou is a well-known magic weapon. These hundreds of magic weapons are the most representative of the attitudes and ideas of these swordsman sects.

If there is something unfair in the world, just use a sword to calm it down!

The loudness of the bell and the number of times it sounds indicates whether the problem is serious.

Such a thunderous bell echoed nine times in one breath, which is the highest level of warning!

Moreover, such warnings can only be issued by the Sword Master of the Sword Sect.

This is known to the heads of all sects and sects, and practitioners from other states have also heard of it.

It has been more than 10,000 years since the first generation of Sword Master refined the Wanmin Bell, and in these 10,000 years, the nine thunder bells are the first!

This represents an unprecedented disaster in Qingzhou.

Mu Bailu recalled the sound of the sound just now and revealed a serious and low voice, guessing that it was the voice transmission of the Sword Master of the Sword Sect!

"Whoever wishes to quell the catastrophe, please raise a sword!"

Mu Bailu and Namo chewed this sentence repeatedly.

catastrophe?

What a catastrophe in Qingzhou that Lord Jianzun attaches so much importance to it?

What really shocks people is the attitude and posture of this man in black robe.

At the gate of Momen Mountain, the man appeared and started to take a sword. It was done in one go without any hesitation.

decisive.

Be chic.

As the head of the Mo Sect, how could he not know the meaning of these nine thunders?

But it just flicked his fingers and the green energy soared into the sky.

——Qingzhou Momen, raise a sword!

This is the attitude of the head of the Mo Sect, and the attitude of facing disasters and catastrophes.

Or...it's courage!

Mu Bailu looked at the figure and suddenly remembered the widely circulated saying "After seeing Chaoge is ruining her life."

She felt that at least she would always remember the scene just now.

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Qingzhou, Qingjian Mountain.

Jingjianshan is also a subordinate sect of the Sword Sect, but its temporary ranking is much higher than that of the Mo Sect.

At this moment, a figure in a blue robe appeared in front of Wanmin Bell.

This person is Sun Qijing, the head of Jingjian Mountain, and is known as Jing Zhenren.

Soon, six figures appeared behind him, including men and women, and these people were the elders of Jingjian Mountain.

"President, nine thunder sounds! The sword master sent a message!" A female elder stepped forward and couldn't help but speak.

Sun Qijing nodded with a serious expression.

"If you wish to quell the catastrophe, please raise your sword." His slightly hoarse voice repeated the voice transmission from the Wanmin Bell just now.

"It's been more than ten thousand years, this is the first case." Sun Qijing looked up at the gray sky and said, "It seems that something big is going to happen."

He could hear what the voice transmission from the sword master actually represented.

Although I don’t know what’s going on, the attitude of the Sword Sect is already very obvious.

The sound of the bell and the sound transmission must have been conveyed to all subordinate sects.

Without the disaster that a state can cause great disaster, it is impossible to have such a specification.

Since the disaster has caused a state, it is naturally necessary to mobilize the entire state.

Sun Qijing closed his eyes tightly, formed a sword seal with his hands, and then pointed it gently at the center of his eyebrows, and his spiritual sense began to cover all around.

Soon, he opened his eyes.

"Sects have already set up swords in Qinglongchuan area." Sun Qijing said in a deep voice.

"Hmm? Which sect and what sect?" asked a male elder.

"Mo Sect." Sun Qijing said a sect that no one had any impression of a few years ago, but was famous for being alone in recent years.

"This road Chaoge... is a wonderful person." For a moment, several elders didn't know how to evaluate it.

Sun Qijing smiled slightly, as if he had remembered something interesting, and said, "My junior brothers and sisters, do you still remember the fact that when we were young, the bells of the people rang down the mountain to eliminate demons and cultivators?"

"What is the senior brother of the sect asking? How can I not remember? Look at my injury, isn't it the one left behind that year?" a male elder replied.

Another male elder said, "Hmph! If the demon cultivator hadn't been evil and had caused my spiritual sense to be severely damaged, I think my limit shouldn't be just like this. At least I can break through the three realms again, so how could I have been stuck in this bottleneck for ten years?"

"Oh, Senior Brother Chen didn't say that back then. You said you would break yourself and then build yourself up, and you would soar into the sky in the future."

Everyone said and said something, laughed and scolded, and diluted the depression and solemn atmosphere just now.

When they heard the head of the sect take the initiative to mention the fact that everyone went down the mountain to eliminate demon cultivators, they roughly understood the head of the sect's meaning.

[Starting a sword] is actually a letter of fame.

Next, we must use the power of the entire sect.

Even if the inheritance is cut off and the incense is extinguished, it is not worth mercy to die!

If it were in the past, even though we were subordinates of the Sword Sect, the Sword Sect would not have to do this.

Sun Qijing took out his natal sword from the storage ring and gave a sword ceremony to the elders, his movements were the same as before.

However, what he said back then was: "My junior brothers and sisters, are you willing to go down the mountain to kill demons and eliminate demons with me?"

What he said today was: "Dear junior brothers and sisters, are you willing to work together and not worry about life and death?"

Everyone took out their natal swords one by one and responded to a sword ceremony.

"Please give orders to the head!"

Sun Qijing laughed loudly, and the laughter spread throughout the entire Jingjian Mountain.

Just like he was full of energy back then, he led a group of junior brothers and sisters down the mountain.

This man with white hair actually had a hint of youthful spirit!

——Just as young as a young man.

He raised his right hand, bounced his fingers, and a sword energy hit Wanminzhong at the gate of Jianshan Mountain.

In an instant, the bell echoed among the peaks.

The disciples of Jingjian Mountain held the natal sword in their hands tightly, watched the green aura spread, and then soared into the sky and turned into a giant blue sword.

Sun Qijing's slightly hoarse voice spread around.

"Qingzhou Jianshan, raise the sword!"

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Qingzhou, Yin and Yang Sword Pool.

Yin-Yang Sword Pool is the number one existence among the three hundred subordinate sects of the Sword Sect in the past fifty years.

In the entire Qingzhou, besides the Sword Sect, the most powerful one is the Yin-Yang Sword Pool.

Since its establishment, this sect is actually shorter than most [hundreds of sects].

But in this not-so-long sect history, it has emerged and become more and more powerful, and has become more and more powerful until now it has become an existence below one sect and above a hundred sects.

The bells of the people's bells echo in the peaks of the Yin-Yang Sword Pool.

The head of Yin-Yang Sword Pool is a woman named Mu Qing.

She is very heroic. She is obviously a woman, but she has sword eyebrows.

She had a slightly tall cheekbones and a tall figure, and her whole body exuded the aura of a superior.

In fact, she acts decisively and decisively on her daily life.

Many people in Qingzhou say that she is Hengyin from Qingzhou.

Mu Qing looked up at Wan Minzhong, put his hands behind him, and the index finger of his right hand gently tapped the back of his left hand.

The senior executives of the Yin-Yang Sword Pool stood behind her, looking at Wan Minzhong, with a serious face.

"If you wish to quell the catastrophe, please raise a sword." Mu Qing repeated this sentence.

She shouted, turned her head and said, "Is there anyone unwilling to do so?"

No one spoke.

Yin-Yang Sword Pool has its own pride.

The second largest sect in Qingzhou has its own majesty.

In the catastrophe of heaven and earth, among the three hundred subordinate sects, my Yin-Yang Sword Pond will naturally be the first to bear the brunt!
To be continued...