Chaos God's Nest

Xiaojin's speed was extremely fast. It carried three people and arrived at the Holy Clan in less than half a day.

When he returned to the Lieyang Saint Clan again, what caught Yan Xiaohuang's eyes was a state of ruin.

The Lieyang Saint Clan, which used to be magnificent in the past, is now in ruins.

He still remembered that when he first entered the Saint Clan, the grand red door had collapsed, leaving only two door pillars still standing that were still burned by the fire. However, now it was also pitch black, and it seemed that it was about to collapse at any time. break.

Yan Xiaohuang's breathing was rapid, his body was shaking a little, his eyes were full of disbelief, he raised his feet slightly, and took trembling steps towards the Holy Clan.

There are corpses everywhere, there are countless stumps and broken arms, blood is flowing everywhere, thick black smoke is filling the air, and there are still unburned flames. The flames are soaring into the sky, shining on Yan Xiaohuang's face, reflecting his heart. The sadness and confusion that is difficult to conceal at this time.

"What happened?" He whispered to himself, the grief in his eyes fully revealed.

Ye Linger was standing behind Yan Xiaohuang. When she saw this scene, she was trembling physically and mentally. She covered her red lips and said nothing.

Mr. Rabbit narrowed his eyes slightly, and then said: "It seems that there was a fierce battle here!"

Yan Xiaohuang ignored Master Tu. He desperately rummaged through the corpses, trying to find those two people.

The Lieyang Saint Clan was very big, with even more members. There were countless corpses lying on the ground. Yan Xiaohuang searched desperately, but he still couldn't find them.

He went completely crazy and frantically searched through the corpses on the ground.

From the outer courtyard to the middle courtyard, and then from the middle courtyard to the inner courtyard, no one in the huge holy clan is alive now.

In the main hall of the Saint Academy, Yan Xiaohuang found a familiar figure.

It's Elder Yantie.

The old man's body was covered in blood, his limbs had been broken off in cruel ways, and his Dantian had been completely destroyed. However, his face was still kind, just like the one Yan Xiaohuang had seen when he first entered the Saint Clan.

"Elder Yantie!"

Yan Xiaohuang held the old man's body in his arms, blood and tears falling from his eyes.

"What a cruel method! Just kill the person, break his limbs, and destroy all his meridians. This old man must have been greatly insulted before he died!" Lord Rabbit said with a sigh.

Yan Xiaohuang didn't speak, he just held Elder Yan Tie's body quietly, his body trembling continuously.

Elder Yantie is of great significance to him, as he is both his teacher and his father.

I think that when he first joined the Saint Clan, he was immature and ignorant about many people and things. Facing many principles of life and shortcomings in cultivation, Elder Yan Tie patiently gave him guidance. Therefore, in Yan Xiaohuang's heart , Elder Yantie is undoubtedly his half-master, and plays a vital role in what he will do in his future life.

Now, he was killed so cruelly, which made his heart not hurt.

"Elder Yantie! Rest in peace! I will definitely avenge you!"

Carrying Elder Yan Tie's body on his back, Yan Xiaohuang kept rummaging through the Saint Clan. Whenever he saw a familiar face, he would carry it on his back, and then continue to look for the next person. Over time, the body on his back Already shouldering a mountain of corpses.

Li Ruofa, Yao Wuqi, and the dozen young guards who joined the Saint Clan with him at the beginning have all died in the battle. Although they have not experienced any major events, they have at least studied and practiced in the same school for a month. More than half a classmate.

Yan Xiaohuang is still searching, looking for the person he longs for!

Where did Qing'er go? He searched through the Holy Clan but could not find any trace of her, so he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

There is also Senior Sister Ke'er. Ye Ling'er said that it has been more than a month since she returned to the Saint Clan, but there is no sign of her.

"Don't be so pessimistic! It would be better if you can't find any trace of them!" Lord Rabbit said when he saw this.

Hearing this, Yan Xiaohuang's eyes also shot out two rays of light, and then he nodded and said: "Master Tu, you are right! Since I can't find any trace of them, it means that they are probably still alive!"

"That's right!" Master Rabbit nodded.

"But here comes the question, who will be the murderer?" Ye Ling'er suddenly interjected.

"Hmm~~ Nowadays, the Holy Clan can't find anyone alive, and it's impossible to ask who the murderer is behind it! Moreover, the other party is obviously well prepared! You see, there has obviously been a fierce battle here, but only the Saint Clan The traces of the disciple's attack are left! The rest are very obvious and can be erased by the other party. The other party obviously intends to hide his identity on purpose!" Yan Xiaohuang narrowed his eyes when he heard this.

At this time, I saw a sneer on Master Rabbit's face and said: "Humph! Why are you panicking? As long as Master Rabbit is here, even if I kill someone, I can still find him out!"

"Do you have any idea?"

"Of course! Have you forgotten? Master Rabbit, I have a lot of means!" Master Rabbit replied with a sneer.

After saying that, Mr. Rabbit slowly opened his mouth and spit out a palm-sized bronze mirror and held it in his hand.

Then, he quickly walked to the body of a saint disciple, took a drop of blood essence from it, and dropped it on the mirror.

The next moment, under the urging of Lord Rabbit's divine power, streaks of rays of light suddenly emerged from the bronze mirror, and an ancient aura hit his face.

"Do you still remember the method I used when I was in Tianbao City?"

"Return to the light?" Yan Xiaohuang said after hearing this.

"Young man, you have a good memory! That's right! It's a retracement! It's just that the object of our retracement that time was a living person with a broken consciousness. It was more difficult and we couldn't present the scene in detail. We could only know things through asking questions. The process of posting is much simpler this time!" Mr. Rabbit replied with a smile.

"I heard that this technique is very ancient and involves the power of cause and effect. Are you sure you want to try it?" Ye Ling'er asked.

"Don't worry! This little power of cause and effect is nothing! I can resist it!" Lord Rabbit replied calmly.

After saying that, Mr. Rabbit's expression suddenly froze, and he threw the bronze mirror in his hand straight into the air. Then he saw the figure of the bronze mirror enlarge in the blink of an eye, and then saw clear pictures being projected from the bronze mirror. And out.

Ancestor Yan Qiongshan's life span dried up and he transformed into a Tao. The members of the Saint Clan held a funeral for him, and the entire Saint Clan was immersed in an atmosphere of sadness.

The patriarch, Yan Qingtian, stood in mourning clothes on the high hall. His face was heavy and solemn, and he was reading aloud the life events of the ancestor Yan Qiongshan, with endless memories.

And a group of people were below, listening quietly.

Among the people, Yan Xiaohuang saw the figures of Yan Keke and Qing'er. They were both wearing white mourning clothes, covering their faces and crying.

The next moment, suddenly thousands of miles of dark clouds were shrouded in the sky above the Saint Clan's mansion. Within the dark clouds, terrifying figures stood out.

There seemed to be several different forces, wearing several different uniform costumes.

The leader was a middle-aged man in purple robes, with an extremely cold face. He looked down at the entire Saint Clan, with an extremely cold murderous intent in his eyes.

"kill!"

As soon as he gave the order, the battle began immediately.

The strength of those people was extremely powerful, and they obviously came prepared, but they didn't know what their purpose was.

It seems that the disciples of the Holy Clan have long known that this scene is coming, and they all have calm expressions and are resisting desperately.

Later, after hearing the bang, the coffin of ancestor Yan Qiongshan suddenly exploded, and his figure emerged from inside.

The old man stood on the sky with his feet in the sky, looking directly at the leading people with a gloomy expression.

Seeing that Yan Qiong Mountain was actually pretending to die, the expressions on the faces of those people also changed drastically.

Then, the middle-aged man in purple robe snorted coldly and said to Yan Qiong Mountain: "Yan Qiong Mountain, Yan Qiong Mountain, it is you who, in order to lure us, even resorted to cheating death, I admire you. !”

Hearing this, Yan Qiongshan also smiled, and then said: "Haha, you are all a group of old foxes who have become spirits. If I don't do this today, how can I get what they want? Lead all of you out?"

After hearing what Yan Qiongshan said, the young man in gray clothes behind the purple-robed middle-aged man suddenly stood up and said: "Old man, do you really think that you can save your holy clan in this way? No matter what today, your Lieyang holy clan Our destruction is doomed! You’d better pray that we can leave a whole body for your descendants!”

"You are so verbose! Why are you talking so much nonsense to this old guy? Hurry up and get started! I can't wait to get those two things!" Another person stood up and said.

"hehe!"

The middle-aged man in purple robe also suddenly laughed, and then said to Yan Qiong Mountain: "Yan Qiong Mountain! For the sake of the good relationship between you and me in the past, as long as you hand over the true explanation copy and the fighting fragments, I will How about you order someone to leave a trace of your holy clan’s orthodoxy? Look, I actually don’t want to do things too badly! How about that?”