The disciples' questions were actually treated as wind by these people, and no one seemed to have heard them, bowed their heads and closed their eyes, sitting cross-legged.

The actions of these powerhouses of the Excalibur List were completely incomprehensible to everyone.

What happened?

Why are the brothers and sisters on the Excalibur list behaving so strangely?

But at this moment, the closed palace gate suddenly opened.

The disciples who talked a lot stopped talking in an instant, and looked at the palace gate in unison.

He watched a large number of figures coming out of the gate.

These are all the elders and deacons of Yijian Tiangong.

Almost all the high-levels of Tiangong are in it, even Yan Qiuyue who has been in retreat! !

Seeing this scene, the breathing of all the disciples suddenly tightened.

Even Yan Qiuyue, the deputy palace master, has invited it out!

Zongmen must have made a major decision, otherwise it would be impossible to gather so many high-level officials.

The elders scattered apart and stood at the gate of the palace.

Then Feng Buling and Ruyue Zunjian walked out, Yan Qiuyue stood by at random.

Upon seeing this, the disciples stood up, clasped their fists, and shouted: "Meet all the elders, and see the deputy palace lord! Knob the palace lord!! Knob the supreme leader!!"

The voice is like a wave, venting everywhere.

Feng Buling nodded slightly and said lightly: "Don't be polite, everyone, sit down!"

"Thanks Palace Master!"

The voice fell, and the disciples sat down cross-legged.

The elders also sat on the ground.

The atmosphere in the air was a little frozen, and everyone was worried.

The scene gradually calmed down, and everyone's eyes were focused on the bodies of the two men, the wind not lingering and the moon-zun sword.

The silence in front of the palace is as if a needle falls, and there will be thunderous sounds!

Feng Buling moaned his lower lip and looked at Ruyue Zunjian.

Seeing Ruyue Zunjian closing his eyes, he took a deep breath and whispered: "Palace Master, let's talk, it's okay."

"But..." The wind did not overthink and stopped.

"The matter is at this point, we have no choice. If I go down in the future, I will explain to the ancestors and ancestors. All this is my fault!" Ru Yue Zunjian whispered.

Feng Buling was silent. After a while, he seemed to have made a decision, raised his head again, and shouted away in a hoarse voice.

"You wait and listen, now, the deity announces one thing to you!"

The sound was rippling everywhere, and everyone's ears stood up involuntarily.

I saw the wind suddenly stand up, glanced at everyone present, and said: "The deity announces! From now on, Yi Jian Tiangong... is right! Shi! Dissolve! Disperse!!!"

The last four words were almost bitten by Feng Buling!

These four words burst out, and the scene suddenly freezes.

It seems that time has stopped at this moment.

Everyone stared with big eyes and looked at the wind not rushing together. No one recovered.

positive! formula! solution! Scattered!

really?

Misheard?

Still wrong? ?

Everyone's heads are a piece of paste.

For a while.

Wow!

The scene suddenly exploded, and everyone stood up, rushing upward one by one.

"What's the matter? Dissolution...dissolution??? Zongmen dissolution???"

"Why is it like this?? Palace Lord! Why disbanded!! Too great! Why disbanded!!!"

"No!! I'm not reconciled!! Can't be disbanded!! I have been in the sect for nearly a thousand years, and can't be disbanded!! The Yijian Tiangong cannot be disbanded!!!"

Roars, interrogations, anger, and doubts popped out like raindrops at this moment, and no one could sit still at this moment, and all roared.

The scene was chaotic, and everyone's emotions became particularly agitated.

"All quiet!! All quiet!!"

The three elders got up and shouted.

The crowd became a little quieter.

"Everyone sit down and listen to me!!" Feng Buling also shouted.

"Palace Master, we need an explanation!!"

"Yes, we need an explanation!!"

A disciple shouted with red eyes.

Some female disciples held back their tears and stared at the palace master, looking forward to his reply.

The scene returned to calm, but the calm seemed extremely depressing.

But listening to the wind not Ling speak again, the tone is particularly depressed.

"I know that everyone is reluctant to dissolve the palace gate. In fact, it is not only you, but I am also reluctant. However, this is a helpless move because... we have no choice!"

Feng Buling sat on the ground and said hoarsely: "According to the latest news from the sect, more than forty sects have formed a so-called clean-up conquest alliance, and they approached our Yijian Tiangong. They are no longer willing to wait. Yes, they ridiculously drafted an unreasonable charge against us! In fact, you should all know their purpose, but they are to carve up the palace! I have seriously discussed with the Supreme Master and the elders, we are not opponents, so ...We can only choose to disband."

"I haven't fought, how can I not be an opponent?"

"That is, how can you say you have lost before you fight?"

Someone angered.

"We swear to live and die with Tiangong!!" A disciple immediately stood up and shouted.

"Yes! We coexist and die with Tiangong!!!"

"Death to defend the Temple!!"

Many people screamed.

For a time, the crowd was excited, and the scene became noisy again.

"I know you are all willing to shed blood for the Tiangong!" Feng Buling said in a loud voice, "Since the last battle between the Shenzong and the Overlord! I already know who can stay. , Those are people who truly regard Tiangong as their own home, but at this moment, we no longer have the capital to guard the Tiangong!"

The scene was calm again.

Wind Buling continued.

"The enemy we are going to face this time is much stronger than last time! Among them, there are as many as a dozen true saint-level powers dispatched. Under the true saint, the great saint? Extreme saint? That is the ant at all! We...except for the deputy palace lord, there is no real saint!! We can't resist it at all! If we still insist on staying here, it will only be a senseless sacrifice! It will only stain the palace with blood! It will only lead to annihilation! No one will stay!!"

Feng Buling was very excited, and his face was a little red.

"We are not afraid!!" Another disciple shouted.

"Yes, the big deal is buried here, so why be afraid!!"

Everyone looked like death at home.

Feng Buling opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his throat was blocked for some reason, and the voice couldn't come out for a long time.

With these people there, the Heavenly Palace cannot actually die.

"Gosh, give me a way to survive in Yijian Tiangong!"

An elderly elder knelt on the ground, howling and crying.

Many people were moved by it.

Feng Buling was silent.

Only sighs and soft sobbing remained at the scene.

The always silent Ruyue Zunjian looked around, sighed, stood up and said: "Children, I know you are not afraid and understand your feelings at the moment, but you must know that the way of cultivation is long, not Boldly moving forward without fear can build the avenue! Sometimes retreat is the way to advance, being able to bend and stretch is the way to victory! You stay here today, just make senseless sacrifices, if you are willing to obey our arrangements, disband the temple, come On the day, who of you can reach the highest realm and restore the heavenly palace! Rebuild the heavenly palace! Only then will the heavenly palace have hope!"

"Too great..." Many people wet their eyes.

Ruyue Zunjian sighed again, and his voice became hoarse inexplicably: "Actually, I am more reluctant to leave the heavenly palace than you. I am a sinner in the heavenly palace. I have not been able to protect this place, but things have developed to such a point that it is no longer human resources. It can be saved! You go, the faster you go, the better! Leave here as soon as possible. You are the hope of the heavenly palace. After you leave here, you can find a way out again. If you really have the task of rebuilding the heavenly palace in the future, hand it over Here you are!"

"Palace Master!!!"

Everyone knelt down in unison, crying, and some of the older disciples of the Celestial Palace kept kowtow, crying bitterly.

The scene was extremely chaotic and noisy.

Today, perhaps it really is the end of Tiangong.

"I have asked the four elders to distribute all the materials in the Tiangong. Everyone has one copy, enough for you to practice outside or rejoin other sects, and all the dense ordinances of the Tiangong have been burned. When you leave later, Take them all! These are the inheritance of the Heavenly Palace! They are the last flames of the Heavenly Palace! I hope they can be in your hands and will not go out."

Ruyue Zunjian said lightly, and he raised his hand: "It shouldn't be too late, you guys...pack up and leave quickly..."

"Do not!!"

"Palace Master! Let's not go!!"

People cry more fiercely.

There was a groan at the scene.

Even many elders were secretly wiping tears at this moment.

"Palace Master!!!" At this moment, a disciple flew over and shouted out of breath: "Surging...Surging Alliance has reached Bailipo!!!"

"what??"

"Come so fast!!"

The faces of the elders changed transiently.

Ru Yuezun Sword's expression also condensed, he abruptly got up, and shouted at the crowd: "Quick, leave quickly!!"

"Palace Master..."

"Take it as the last command I issued to you as the Palace Master of the Yijian Heavenly Palace!!! Leave!!!" Ruyue Zunjian shouted, but his eyes were almost begging.

Countless people shook together, no longer daring to refute, tears shed on the spot, no longer insisted, and slowly scattered with desperate and hesitating hearts.

Every step is reluctant...

"You guys go too." Ruyue Zunjian closed his eyes, but said to the elders beside him.

"Palace Master, what about you?"

"I stayed...."

"No way!!"

"I'm already a useless person! It doesn't matter if I leave or not, but elders, what you have is the highest spirit ability of the school "Yi Jian Shen Jue"... This thing must not be lost!!! So... Elders, please leave quickly!!" Ruyue Zunjian said hoarsely.

"but..."

"go!!"

Ru Yuezun sword roared.

The elders clenched their teeth one by one, but in the end they didn't insist. They flung their sleeves and turned, and left with heavy steps...

"You go too!" Ruyue Zunjian said to Yan Qiuyue next to him.

"I can leave at any time, only when my husband comes back..."

"Go tell him, tell him not to come back... Tiangong has been brilliant because of him... That's enough." Ruyue Zunjian smiled bitterly.

Yan Qiuyue condensed her eyes, did not speak, turned around and lightly stepped, disappearing into the void.

Gradually, in front of the palace master's hall, it slowly became quiet.

Ruyue Zunjian looked at the departed crowd, exhaled fiercely, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, sitting on the ground, taking out a fruit from nowhere, and gnawing on Erlang's legs again.

Just the fruit of today...

Very sour...