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Chapter 216 Meng Yi's Eyes, Endless Sand

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    "It's really messed up" Qin Yang sat on the top of the wall, frowning slightly.

    Another week passed, and except for the Sanshengzong, the entire Huliang began to be in chaos.

    It was only three days after the destruction of the Wuliang Daoist School, he turned his back on the Magic Stone Sect and surrendered to the three sects of the Xuantian Sect, and the Hushan Sect was also wiped out.

    It's just that the Hushan faction's demise was inexplicable this time, and the senior leaders in the sect suddenly had different opinions. Some felt that it was unwise to seek refuge in the Xuantian Sacred Sect, and some felt that whether they could be taken seriously depends on whether they contribute now.

    Then the two groups of people fought, and in the end, both groups suffered losses. When most of the masters were seriously injured, a sect under the Lingtai Shengzong came to the door and easily wiped out the Hushan sect.

    In ten days or so, two sects of the second echelon were destroyed, which is definitely an unprecedented event in Huliang for thousands of years.

    The grievances between the Magic Stone Sect and the Lingtai Sect have become extremely sharp.

    Then, without knowing who it was, it was revealed that the three sects had joined the Xuantian Sect, and the two sects were destroyed. All of them were secretly instigated by the Xuantian Sect, trying to disturb the relationship between the Lingtai Sect and the Demon Stone Sect.

    Because everyone can see that the Lingtai Sacred Sect and the Magic Stone Sacred Sect are going to cooperate to drop the Xuantian Sacred Sect from the number one throne.

    At this time, some people speculated that the magic weapon of the Xuantian Sacred Sect had been destroyed

    As a result, the grievances between the Sanshengzong were brought to the light. Except for the Sanshengzong, the sects below are all in danger and cut off contact with other sects. No one wants to be cannon fodder at this time.

    But after the hatred kicks off, everyone will be involuntarily trapped in it.

    The two sects were destroyed. Some of these two sects had friendly relations and rival sects. Among the disciples, there were also relatives and friends. The retribution of grievances could not be stopped.

    Today a relative or friend of a disciple of Wuliang Taoist School went to kill a disciple of Qingyun Sect, and tomorrow a disciple of Piaoyun Sect killed a monk who came to take revenge, and this monk was a disciple of another sect

    The hatred continued to spread like this. Before the Sanshengzong made a public statement, the sects below were already fighting fiercely. Then, naturally, many people would be shot inexplicably. Not only the people in the sect were killed  Involved in it, even the largest number of casual cultivators began to be involved.

    In Luhu City where Qin Yang is located, there have been people fighting in the city in the past few days, and several monks died tragically.

    The air was filled with hostility, and everyone seemed to be vigilant and irritable.

    Qin Yang came down from the city and returned to the inn, but as soon as the door was closed here, the hairs all over Qin Yang's body instantly burst out, and a sense of crisis that he couldn't detect where he was, emerged in vain.

    With a thought, a tortoise shell that turned into a tattoo emerged.

    The next moment, a palm suddenly emerged from the void and stuck to the surface of the turtle shell.

    The expected strength did not appear, the palm disappeared, and the figure of old man Wei slowly emerged beside the square table in the room.

    Old man Wei held the teapot and poured tea for himself with a smile on his face.

    "That's right, I'm quite vigilant. I didn't expect that old tortoise, which is incomprehensible, to be willing to give you a pair of his tortoise shells. You are lucky."

    "I have met Master." Qin Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and bowed in salute.

    To be able to practice Ling Xu's pacing to such a level, in the shadow of the world, to hide now, to hold back his hands, to lift weights lightly, without leaving a trace, and without a trace of breath leaking out, except for old Wei Wei, it is impossible for anyone to pretend to be.

    "You went to find Sanqi?"

    "Well, I want to confirm the current situation." Qin Yang nodded, then his expression changed, and he suddenly asked: "Master, is the chaos in Huliang the result of stealing the door?"

    "No." Old man Wei shook his head without hesitation.

    "No? Apart from stealing the door, who would go to great lengths to sow grievances between the three holy sects, and how could it be possible with so many coincidences in such a short period of time?" Qin Yang looked in disbelief.  I think the suspect of stealing the door is the biggest.

    Except for stealing the door, who else would be happy to have the Sanshengzong fight and lose all three.

    "Really, you underestimate the Sanshengzong." The old man Wei shook his head and sighed softly: "This is the battle between the Sanshengzong, haven't you noticed?  There was no confrontation at all."

    "Huh?" Qin Yang's expression changed slightly.

    "That's right, the Three Sacred Sects are very clear that Lingtai Magic Stone wants to take the opportunity to suppress the Xuantian Sacred Sect, and the Xuantian Sacred Sect is also trying to provoke their relationship, but the Three Sacred Sects unanimously asked the following to rely on it."??Is this the introduction to the head-on conflict of the Three Saints?  This is not good for the Sanshengzong at all, right?  "

    Looking at the layout here, Qin Yang somewhat understood why someone did it on land, but someone thought he was a sea tribe. The soil can overcome the water, and the water flows with the soil, so a person with high defense is pitted in the sea.  Terrible sea people, pure brains have water.

    But when it comes to land, endless sand is used to arrange a large formation to force all the water vapor away. Naturally, the water is weak and the soil is weak, and it will be silted up.

    This is someone who wants to suffocate himself to death in the black sand.

    Qin Yang looked at the tumbling black sand around him, grinned and said, "It's just right here to practice the magic method of thick soil carrying one's body."

    Suddenly a mountain-like aura emerged from his body, and then he passed cross-legged, letting himself be buried in the endless black sand.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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