Rainbow Cloud City.
In one of the five first-grade cities in the northern region, the Luo Clan, as the overlord of this place, had always been bustling with visitors. But now, it seemed a little desolate.
To be more precise, it wasn't just the Luo Clan. The entire city was desolate. The doors and windows of the houses were tightly shut. Withered leaves scattered on the streets. There wasn't a single soul in sight.
In the desolate city, there was a ten story iron tower at the center, the Purgatory Tower. Hundreds of people were gathered there, and if one looked carefully, one would notice that they were Luo Feng, Luo Xuan, and the remaining members of the Luo Clan. All of them were covered in blood and injuries.
"Sect Master Zi, it seems that our Luo Clan won't be able to escape this time. The barrier set up by the Luo Clan should be able to delay the Burning Sky Sect for a while. You should take your people and leave before they recover. I'm afraid we won't have a chance to repay the favor we owe the Violet Cloud Sect." Luo Feng painfully panted as he cupped his fists towards the distance.
A few figures appeared from a dark corner.
The person walking at the front was the sect master of the Violet Cloud Sect, Purple Potato. He frowned and stood with his hands behind his back.
In the past year, Purple Potato's strength had reached the Mid Cryptic Spirit Realm, but even so, there was still a bone-deep wound on his left arm. He said, "Whether it's a favor or not, we can talk about that later. Do you really think that the Burning Sky Sect will let me go if I leave now?"
"The Burning Sky Sect is going to attack you?"
Purple Potato said rather helplessly, "Right now, the Qin clan's power has already been lost. The Burning Sky Sect wants to use this chance to wipe out all of us who might be able to shake their authority, unifying the northern region in one fell swoop. So, even if I bring my people away, the Burning Sky Sect will make a move against my Violet Cloud Sect sooner or later."
The atmosphere in the Purgatory Tower instantly became gloomy. Everyone looked at each other with helpless bitterness.
"Haha, Luo Clan Master, Sect Master Zi, stop hiding. I've been looking for you for so long. Do you really want me to go in myself?" Suddenly, an arrogant voice rang out from outside the tower.
Hearing that voice, everyone in the tower couldn't help but tremble. Luo Feng and the elders frowned.
"Damn it, how did he recover so quickly?"
Gritting his teeth, Luo Xuan looked at Luo Feng, "Clan Master, what should we do?
Why don't we fight it out with them? "
"That's right, Clan Head! We'd rather die than regret it! Let's fight them to the death!" Luo Haiqing and many other disciples of the Luo Clan rose to their feet and shouted excitedly with bloodshot eyes.
Luo Feng leaned against the wall and remained silent for a long time before looking at Purple Potato. "Sect Master Purple Potato, what do you think?"
"I feel that if we were to go all out against them now, we might still have a chance. If we wait until the reinforcements of the Burning Sky Sect arrive, then it would truly be impossible for us to escape." After pondering for a while, Purple Potato said.
"Alright, since the Burning Sky Sect wants to exterminate us, then we'll fight it out with them!"
Luo Feng suddenly stood up. A year ago, he was still in high spirits, but now, he was so old that it made people's hearts ache.
Outside the Purgatory Tower.
Nearly a hundred Burning Sky Sect disciples dressed in fiery robes held all kinds of silver spears and weapons as they surrounded the tower.
At the very front was an old man in his fifties. The old man's strength was at the Late Cryptic Spirit Realm. He was also present when Qin Shi wreaked havoc in the Burning Sky Sect. His name was Zhou Zhong.
"Reporting to Elder Zhou Zhong, there's still no movement from inside the tower. Should we attack and break it open?" A few disciples stepped forward and asked in low voices.
Zhou Zhong stroked his beard and sneered, "There's no rush. We'll just stand guard outside. They don't have any food inside. Even if there are a few old farts who can abstain from eating, the Luo Clan's juniors can't. I don't believe that Luo Feng will watch his descendants starve to death!"
Speaking up to here, the corner of his mouth curled up into a sinister smile, "If they can really starve to death, then that'll be great news. It saves us the trouble of doing it ourselves!"
"Elder Zhou Zhong is wise!"
Nodding their heads, the disciples did not forget to flatter Zhou Zhong.
Before they left, three disciples hurriedly ran up, "Reporting to Elder Zhou Zhong, the remnants of the Luo Clan and the Purple Cloud Sect have come out."
"Oh?"
With a sinister smile, Zhou Zhong nodded his head. Then, dragging his long robe, he leaped to the entrance of the Purgatory Tower. Looking at Luo Feng and the others walking out, he laughed maniacally, "Hehe, you guys can't control yourselves anymore?
I thought you wanted me to send you off outside! "
Staring at Zhou Zhong, Luo Feng and Purple Potato clenched their fists and scolded, "Cut the crap. The Burning Sky Sect is heartless. Sooner or later, they will be condemned by the heavens!"
"Haha, condemned by the heavens?
What a joke. Our Sect Master is the heavens. Who dares to condemn us? "
Zhou Zhong spread his arms and laughed, "On the other hand, you guys should worry about yourselves first. Since you've already come out, go to the Yama Palace and repent!"
"Kill, leave no one alive!"
With a wave of his hand, Zhou Zhong's old eyes changed. The overflowing killing intent was not concealed at all. Receiving his order, the Burning Sky Sect's disciples below pulled out their swords and pulled out their swords, pointing at the Purgatory Tower with all kinds of martial arts.
Luo Feng and Purple Potato clenched their fists. Purple Potato was the first to reprimand, "Luo Clan Master, what about those little ones?
Tu Huan?
Fan Diao Liao?
Following the Kitchen Wishes?
Sakura?
Luo Feng clenched his teeth. Although he was unwilling, he knew that his strength was only at the Cryptic Spirit Realm. He might not even be able to withstand a single blow from Zhou Zhong. Therefore, he could only rely on Purple Potato.
"My Luo Clan will remember today's kindness. If we can survive today, we will definitely repay you!" Luo Feng said bitterly while cupping his fists.
"What kindness? Let's talk about it if we can survive!"
Purple Potato shook his head helplessly. He leaped up and approached Zhou Zhong. His fingertips changed in the wind created by his palm and continuously shot down.
Bang!
The two clashed, and the sky above the clouds changed. The wind blew and the clouds surged. Zhou Zhong easily dodged the two finger attacks. Immediately, the fire on his palm became vivid, and even the air began to ripple. He kept approaching the purple sweet potato.
Luo Feng clenched his fists and roared, "Disciples of the Luo Clan, listen up! Fight the Burning Sky Sect!"
Rumble!
Luo Xuan, Luo Haiqing, and the disciples of the Luo Clan roared at the same time and charged at the disciples of the Burning Sky Sect.
With Luo Feng leading the way, he was locked in a fierce battle with an Early Cryptic Spirit Realm disciple of the Burning Sky Sect. Then, another three Early Cryptic Spirit Realm disciples ambushed him from behind, immediately forcing him into a passive position.
The huge Rainbow Cloud City turned into a battlefield in the blink of an eye. Countless buildings were uprooted. Explosions and screams filled the air.
Bang!
Up in the sky, Zhou Zhong's cold eyes narrowed. He slammed his palm down on Purple Potato's chest, "Tch, you overconfident fool!"
Purple Potato's heart sank. He panicked and tried to defend himself, "Late Cryptic Spirit Realm. Such terrifying strength …"
Rumble!
Even though he tried to defend himself, he was still pushed back several hundred meters. With a bang, Purple Potato crashed into the huge Purgatory Tower. The Purgatory Tower shook and the ground shook.
Blood flowed down Purple Potato's face. Zhou Zhong mocked, "Say, if you had stayed in the Purple Cloud Sect, would you have lived a few more days?
Why did you come here to die?! "
Looking down, the Luo Family was being pushed back by the Burning Sky Sect's disciples. In terms of numbers and strength, the Burning Sky Sect had the absolute advantage.
Three deacons joined hands and attacked Luo Feng from three different directions. The latter vomited a few mouthfuls of blood. He was in so much pain that he couldn't stand up.
Luo Xuan and Luo Haiqing were immediately surrounded by hundreds of people.
Zhou Zhong smiled in satisfaction and said, "Hehe, a bunch of shrimp soldiers and crab generals. It seems like I've been tolerating you for the past year. How dare you go against my Burning Sky Sect? You really don't know what's good for you!"
"The Sect Master has ordered, leave no one alive!"
With a cold shout, the Burning Sky Sect's disciples immediately became ferocious. All kinds of martial arts were gathered, and silver spears were swung. All of them stabbed toward the Luo Family.
Xiu!
And at this time, in the midst of everyone's panic, an old man with more than ten experts behind him flew over from the north of Rainbow Cloud City. A purplish-golden flame fell from the sky like a meteor.
Rumble!
The flame exploded on the ground like a wall of fire. It rose along the ravine on the ground, protecting the Luo Family's disciples and the Purple Cloud Sect's disciples.
Turning around, Luo Feng saw the old man's face clearly. He shouted in surprise, "Senior He Yan?"
Meeting the old man's eyes, Zhou Zhong couldn't help but frown. The old man and the dozen people behind him all had the same cauldron symbol on their chests. He squinted his eyes, "I was wondering who it was. So it's the Alchemist Association?"
The one who came was He Yan.
He Yan stood in front of Zhou Zhong and said indifferently, "The Burning Sky Sect is really domineering now. They don't give anyone a chance to live."
Facing He Yan, Zhou Zhong was obviously more cautious. He replied with an evil smile, "Hehe, the Alchemist Association, which has always been neutral, suddenly has the time to come here as a guest?
What's the matter? "
He Yan didn't respond to Zhou Zhong's question. His old eyes swept across Luo Feng and the others. He said indifferently, "Take your people away. No one can die here today."
"Heh, what an arrogant tone!"
Clenching his fists, Zhou Zhong's expression turned livid.
But just as he was about to speak again, nearly a hundred figures gathered from all directions. Among them, they were all above the King Spirit Realm. There were even a few Cryptic Spirit Realm experts.
Turning around to look at the crowd, Zhou Zhong's expression instantly turned livid, "Old Man Ku Deng?
Bagpipe Demoness?
Luo River's Seven Monsters? "
Names were called out one after another. The crowd couldn't help but feel a little nervous. These guys were all old men who had been in seclusion for a hundred years in the northern region. There were also forces from the other four first-grade cities. None of them could be underestimated, they were all above the Mid Cryptic Spirit Realm.
The crowd forced their way to the center. Zhou Zhong clenched his teeth and said coldly, "Venerables, we haven't seen each other for a hundred years. Do you all want to become enemies with the Burning Sky Sect?"