Seeing the Little Master Ancestor, they retreated.
One house was thirty li.
Three houses were not far.
However, Qin Mo and the other three who turned around and left had walked more than ninety thousand li.
Even if it was ninety thousand li, they still felt that the gazes of tens of thousands of people were still shooting at them from behind, like needles piercing their spines and injecting waves of astonishment and disbelief into their bodies.
Astonishment and disbelief were everyone's emotions.
These two emotions made the four people feel mad and ashamed, but also helpless "sullen".
They were so "sullen" that even saying a few harsh words after fleeing ninety thousand li would only be humiliating themselves.
Run!
Continue to run!
Continue to run without saying a word!
The four red-faced direct disciples of the Outer Heaven Palace "cursed" with tears streaming down their faces as they fled frantically.
However, even they themselves did not realize that the real reason for their "sullen" and "cursing" was not that they had been humiliated in front of tens of thousands of people because of their soul oath, but because the Yin Yang Sect's Little Master Ancestor did not die in the hands of Fu Nirvana and the other two.
"Fu Nirvana and the other two clearly emitted killing intent against him!"
"The bald donkey of the Immeasurable Pavilion pretends to be benevolent and righteous. Once his killing intent is released, he will definitely subdue the demon!"
"What exactly happened to the true body of the Taotie? Why is he still alive …"
…
Bang bang bang bang …
Four loud sounds rang out. It was the sound of Qin Mo and the other three who were uneasy hitting a small golden peak.
Whoosh …
Coming out of the cave in a sorry state, the four looked at each other and saw the unconcealed shock and fear on their companions' faces.
"He, he's not dead?"
"No, he's not dead …"
"How can he not be dead!"
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it …" Qin Mo shook his head fiercely. "I reminded Fu Nirvana that as long as we pay attention to that little thief's crafty plot and that wild beast, there is absolutely no reason for them to fail, absolutely not!"
The four stood on the golden peak in a daze.
The sea breeze blew past the four, inevitably bringing with it a thick smell of confusion.
Tens of thousands of people also looked at the Yin Yang Sect's Little Master Ancestor, Xie Tian, who occasionally coughed up some blood.
They really couldn't believe that the person who made Qin Mo and the other three obediently leave with just a few broken and weak words was the person in front of them who looked like they could be killed with a single slap.
Perhaps it was out of disbelief that this kind of emotion had already reached the breaking point. The ghostly silence didn't last for long before it was broken by panic-stricken discussions.
"Scram? Scram?"
"More accurately, it's to get lost, get lost …"
"Tell the four true disciples and disciples of the Outer Palace and Outer Palace to scram!"
"He really left, left …"
…
Glaring.
He rubbed his eyes.
He blinked.
Grab your hair.
He slapped himself in the face.
Almost all of the disciples of the Yin Yang Sect were doing the same movements. On one hand, they were expressing their disbelief; on the other hand, they were trying their best to confirm the truth through these movements.
Not long after, they confirmed it.
Plop …
This was the sound of a person who had lost his balance and sat on the ground in a daze.
"Wow …"
This was the sound of someone crying out of fear.
Gulp!
This was the sound of a person whose center of gravity was leaning forward, losing all the strength in his body and landing on his knees.
…
With a complicated look, Shan Wenbai saw these scenes one by one. He couldn't help but take a second deep breath. Then, he slowly raised his head forty-five degrees and stared at the sky with tearful eyes.
"Shan Wenbai, oh Shan Wenbai, I f * cking admire you so much!"
The disciples of the Imperial Dragon Sect, who were as frightened as everyone else, suddenly shivered when they heard Shan Wenbai's soft murmur.
"Yes, yes …"
"We, we have always stood firmly on the side of Yin, Yin Yang Sect!"
"Why, why should we, be afraid …"
"We, we should be happy …"
…
Therefore, the people of the Imperial Dragon Sect all wore awkward, stiff, and pale smiles as they prepared to start a warm conversation with the disciples of the Yin Yang Sect beside them.
A few disciples who really had no strength could only force a smile with the help of their hands. However, although they had a smile, they didn't have the strength to take a few steps forward.
These people were the culprits who provoked the sects to fight against the Yin Yang Sect.
Before the sin had reached them, the power displayed by the little grandmaster of the Yin Yang Sect had brought them unparalleled psychological trauma and punishment.
The communication was not successful.
After Qin Mo and the other three left, the Yin Yang Sect disciples fell into silence.
Silence did not mean stillness.
Recalling the humiliation he had suffered recently …
Their bodies trembled at first.
Then, his chest rose and fell.
Then, he burst into tears!
Finally, he laughed heartily!
"Little Grandmaster is mighty!"
"Hahahaha, I've finally seen Little Martial Ancestor act cool. Domineering!"
"I will only ask one question. At this moment, who dares to not accept it?"
"I'm full of fighting spirit now! Wasn't he going to do it? Continue! Whoever didn't make a move was a turtle's grandson! Come on! "
…
He did not make a move.
He didn't say anything harsh.
There was also no shocking opportunity to seize the Void Origin.
In everyone's eyes, not only was Xie Tian's entrance stupid, but it was also a tragic sight.
But even so, he was secretly observing the floating ship. The Third Buddha and Xie Tian, who hadn't noticed the situation the Yin Yang Sect disciples were in, had changed everything with just a soul oath from Qin Mo and the other three.
It was not until now that Xie Tian realized that something seemed to be going on in the Yin Yang Sect. His appearance had changed everything.
Since they were full of fighting spirit, there was no need to ask.
That was what Xie Tian thought when he saw the Yin Yang Sect disciples giggling with excitement.
After thinking about it, he suppressed his urge to cough and said softly, "Let's go."
Everyone was stunned.
Go?
No, not scram?
Be polite.
But why would others be so rude to the Outer Heaven Palace true disciples and be polite to you?
Scram with your hair standing on end!
Swoosh swoosh swoosh …
Seeing his enemies fleeing, the hot-tempered Huo Mang pointed to the sky and shouted, "Chase them! Brothers, we will let them know what it means to be haunted! "
Swoosh swoosh swoosh …
Seeing that the Yin Yang Sect disciples had also run away, the Imperial Dragon Sect disciples' gazes landed on Shan Wenbai.
Shan Wenbai trembled and imitated Huo Mang. He pointed to the sky and shouted, "Where the Yin Yang Sect brothers point is where our glory lies! Charge! "
Swoosh swoosh swoosh …
"When did the Imperial Dragon Sect become so close to the Yin Yang Sect …"
Muttering to himself, Xie Tian scanned the area with his evil heart. After confirming that there were no more people around the Great Roc's wings, he sat down cross-legged and looked up at the Gold Peak as he healed his injuries.
The waist of the Gold Peak was obscured by the Void Origin mist, but one could imagine the scene of the Great Roc's wings plunging into the sea from the base to the waist of the peak.
Whether it was this scene or the remnant Void Origin at the tip of the wing after so many years, it was enough to shock everyone.
Other than shock, Xie Tian also felt powerless.
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