Chapter 1705

Fang Yu and Chen Ye moved forward in the direction of the Eight Sealed God Sect.

"I didn't have time to ask last night, what did the Eight Gods Sects do to Yuhuamen? Why did they impress you?" Fang Yu asked on the road.

Hearing this question, Chen Ye's face was gloomy, and his eyes became resentful and cold.

"When the Eight Seals of God Sect took action, the Yuhua Sect had reached its weakest time." Chen Ye gritted his teeth and said, "But if there weren't the few sects in the southern boundary, the Yuhua Sect would never be what it is now. ! And Master, it won’t be so early..."

In Chen Ye's words full of anger and hatred, Fang Yu knew the original situation.

In the first battle five hundred years ago, Lin Xunyu was supposed to enter the realm of escape, but was attacked and killed at the critical moment of the impact of the retreat. He was eventually seriously injured and the entire Yuhua Gate suffered heavy losses, completely ruining the hope of rising.

However, the Yuhuamen at that time did not degenerate to the point where there is only a pair of masters and disciples who depend on each other.

The final blow that led to the complete collapse of the Yuhua Sect... came from the cooperation of the two sects in the southern boundary.

Those two sects... are now the third-level immortal gates, the Eight Sealed Shenzong and the True Martial Body Sect!

More than two hundred years ago, the Yuhua Sect had reached its most debilitating moment. There were only less than a hundred people left in the entire Sect, and they were many years old with old wounds on their bodies.

Due to the battle five hundred years ago, Lin Xunyu's cultivation base regressed and barely maintained at the celestial realm, but only the realm was maintained, and the strength was no longer as good as the normal celestial realm cultivator.

At that time, the Yuhua Gate was already very weak, and the large sects that had teamed up at the time reached a consensus goal. They stopped working on the Yuhua Gate, but wanted to watch the Yuhua Gate slowly perish on its own.

This feeling was painful and humiliating, but for the Yuhuamen at the time, it was good to be alive.

However, no one expected that after those big sects stopped working... the Eight Sealed Shenzong and Zhenwu Tizong on the southern frontier were moved.

These two sects were only five-level immortal gates at the time, and they were not ranked in the southern boundary.

They didn't know where to get the information, and they heard that there were many top-level magic secrets in the Yuhuamen, so they united and tried to commit a crime.

On one morning more than two hundred years ago, they sent a group of top monks from the sect to the Yuhuamen.

At that time, the Yuhua Gate had no power to fight back even if it faced two five-level immortal gates, and could only serve as a mermaid.

There are less than a hundred monks remaining to guard the Yuhua Gate.

Those monks who had experienced the first battle five hundred years ago had already reached the dying years of the wind, facing the elite of the Eight Gods Sect and True Martial Body Sect... they could only be crushed.

However, no one flinched.

In this way, most of these monks died again.

The elites of the Eight Seals of Shenzong and Zhenwu Tizong broke into the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion of the Yuhuamen and snatched away all the remaining secret books that had been washed and plundered several times.

"I will never forget, the two heads of the Eight Seals of Shenzong and Zhenwu Tizong at the time! When they left, they saw the two elders still panting..." Chen Ye's eyes were red and his teeth clenched. He clenched his fists and said, "The two agreed that each would have one, and then they would... kill the two elders!"

Chen Ye gasped, his hatred made him extremely painful.

"In the next two hundred years, fewer than ten people remained at the Yuhua Gate. No new people were willing to join the Yuhua Gate, and the master did not have the idea of ​​recruiting disciples... Therefore, as time goes by, one person passes away, and eventually Only me and Master..."

Fang Yu could feel this kind of despair just listening to Chen Ye's words.

The pain is beyond comparison.

But this kind of constant suffering, and seeing the death of familiar people one by one...The level of pain is unimaginable.

Even if ordinary people don't die, I am afraid they will become crazy.

Fang Yu looked at Chen Ye.

At this time, Chen Ye's eyes were red, and tears couldn't stop flowing down.

He can live to this day, already possessing great courage.

"Thank you," Fang Yu said.

"No, I don't work hard, Master's inner pain is a hundred times as great as mine, I..." Chen Ye wiped his tears and choked hard to speak.

Fang Yu stopped talking and looked forward.

Eight seals of Shenzong, Zhenwu Tizong.

Two sects, don't want to escape revenge!

"The head of the Eight Gods Sect at the time was called Dichen, right?" Fang Yu asked, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"...Yes." Chen Ye calmed down and replied.

"The elite they brought back then should all become elder-level existences now." Fang Yu muttered to himself, "It just happens to be today, all in one go."

With that, Fang Yu looked at Chen Ye again.

Judging from the cultivation base aura, Chen Ye should have the strength of the celestial second stage.

But Chen Ye's breath was not stable.

Obviously, in the past hundreds of years, Chen Ye must have suffered different degrees of injury, and has not recovered until now.

"Your injury is serious, right?" Fang Yu asked.

Chen Ye's face changed slightly, and he said, "Head, although I have injuries, I can still..."

"Don't worry, I just want to say that after I go back, I can take a look for you, maybe there is a way to restore your body." Fang Yu said.

"...Thank you, the head!" Chen Ye replied gratefully.

"call out!"

Fang Yu and Chen Ye were extremely fast, quickly approaching the location of the Eight Sealed God Sect.

...

At this moment, the Eight Gods Sect is on the Tianshen Peak.

Qiu Tianyi wore a black robe and stood above the head hall.

In front of him, nearly five hundred monks gathered!

Four hundred monks wore purple robes with the mark of purple flame balls.

This shows that they are from the main peak!

These four hundred monks were all elite disciples cultivated by the Master Shenfeng, most of them were at the peak of Daogang Stage, and very few reached the first stage of the Heavenly Pole!

And the other sixty monks were wearing robes of other colors, indicating that they were from other peaks, but their strength was on the same level as the elite disciples of the main **** peak.

As for the remaining forty, this is the elder of each peak!

These elders all have cultivation bases above the Celestial Realm!

Among them, the strong have the third stage of the celestial realm, and the weaker ones have the first stage of the celestial realm!

This is a big rally!

More than 70% of the top power of the entire Eight Gods Sect ~lightnovelpub.net~ are gathered here.

"The Son of God was seriously injured, everyone knows about this." Qiu Tianyi stood in the temple with cold eyes, and said, "The one who hurts is the holy land of Yaochi! They not only hurt Son of God and Yang Wu badly, they also took away the marriage deed. Killing the five elders of Wushen Peak! This is already an act of declaring war! This is trampling on the dignity of our Eight Gods!"

"Since the other party wants to declare war, our Eight Gods Sect, as the third-level immortal gate, will never shrink back!"

"Today, we will go to the Jade Lake Holy Land and let the other party pay the same price!"

Qiu Tianyi's tone was full of killing intent and majesty.

The five hundred monks present had serious faces, and their eyes were also full of anger and murder.

The practice of the Yaochi Holy Land is too arrogant and arrogant, and they didn't take them into consideration at all!

They want revenge!

(End of this chapter)