Get lost!
"Huh?"
The cultivators who were chatting turned to look at Zhao Lang. When they noticed the symbol on his sleeve, their expressions changed slightly. They were originally chatting behind their backs, but they were overheard by the cultivators of the Joyous Demon Sect. They immediately felt a little regretful. The cultivator who was talking the most shut his mouth and looked at Zhao Lang with a bitter smile on his face.
Ning Qi was fascinated by the conversation. When he heard that the Joyous Demon Venerate had lost both of his legs, he immediately felt that his decision to let that fellow out was the right one. One against four! Such a being was probably stronger than the five Yuan Venerates and might really cause some trouble for the Dao Yan Celestial Emperor!
"What? You're not going to say anything? Who gave you the guts to talk about our Sect Master? "
Zhao Lang's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Brother, we're not really speculating. Many cultivators have seen this with their own eyes. Everything we've just said is the truth."
The other party smiled bitterly.
"The truth? Do you really think I'm a fool? Who in this world can defeat my Sect Master in a one-on-four battle? If you don't give me an explanation for what happened today, don't even think about leaving this place! "
Zhao Lang said coldly.
"Don't go too far. Since we're here, we don't value our lives too much. Do you really think that we won't dare to do anything to you just because you're a cultivator of the Joyous Demon Sect?"
The other party was infuriated by Zhao Lang's words. Seven to eight people stood up and glared at Zhao Lang.
Zhao Lang's expression changed, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. There were actually cultivators who dared to be so disrespectful despite knowing his identity? He was about to flare up, but he was stopped by Duanmu Chong and You Feng. The two of them asked the group of cultivators a few questions, and the other party recounted what had happened in the Dead Valley. The cultivators in the dilapidated temple had very interesting expressions and were doubtful.
"So many things actually happened in the Dead Valley …"
Bu Shaofeng was shocked and somewhat regretted not witnessing the spectacular battle with his own eyes. The battle that could raze the Dead Valley to the ground was definitely very exciting. However, if he knew that the cause of this battle was entirely because of the senior beside him, he would probably not think this way.
"That's impossible. Our Sect Leader is a peerless expert. How could his legs be chopped off? If I find out that this is all a rumor, my Joyful Demon Sect will not let you off even if you flee to the ends of the earth! "
Zhao Lang still didn't believe it, but he didn't intend to pursue the matter. That was because he had considered the current situation, and it was indeed inadvisable for him to fight with others. Thus, he threw down some harsh words and sat down cross-legged.
The other party had an ugly expression on his face when he saw this. He snorted in his heart before continuing to chat. However, the topic that they talked about the most was Yuan Venerate Immortal Slayer. After all, it wasn't good to talk about the Joyous Joy Demon Venerate and the others after what had happened. Hence, they changed their perspective and told stories from Yuan Venerate Immortal Slayer's point of view. Many cultivators were attracted by their stories and listened attentively.
Bu Shaofeng and his sister listened the most carefully. Their ears twitched from time to time. When they heard the most exciting parts, they beamed with joy.
Boom!
Another thunderclap rang out in the sky.
"It's going to rain soon. Those guys are coming out again, right?"
A female cultivator stared blankly at the outside of the dilapidated temple with a sorrowful look in her eyes. She guessed that a good friend of hers had died here.
"We're here! Luckily, we made it in time! "
A familiar voice was heard from outside the door. Void Butcher, Zhang Qinghua, and Ji Kui entered the temple in a flash, looking relieved. As soon as they entered the dilapidated temple, bean-sized raindrops started to fall. However, the raindrops weren't transparent. Instead, they were blood-red, as bright as fresh blood!
Everyone glanced at Void Butcher and the other two before pursing their lips and ignoring them.
"Big Brother Void Butcher, there are seats here. Let's sit here."
The seats that Ji Kui had chosen weren't far from Ning Qi's. When the three of them walked over, they were stunned and looked at Ning Qi in disbelief.
"Brother … Brother Xuan Bei? You … Why are you here? "
Void Butcher stared at Ning Qi in disbelief. He had thought that Ning Qi had died a long time ago. How could he have reappeared here?
Zhang Qinghua reacted quickly and shot Ji Kui a look. They had to be on guard. After all, Void Butcher had betrayed Ning Qi previously. If Ning Qi bore a grudge against him, he might take the opportunity to take revenge!
A hint of mockery flashed across Ning Qi's eyes. He smiled faintly and said, "I'm fast, aren't I?"
"This … Haha, I knew that Brother Xuan Bei was fast enough and wouldn't die in the Valley of the Dead. I didn't expect us to meet again. It must be fate …"
Void Butcherer nodded with a smile that did not reach his eyes. Then, he sat down with Zhang Qinghua and the other two girls. Deep down, he was fearful. Ning Qi's words were obviously mocking him. He had used Ning Qi's speed as an excuse to betray him.
"Fifty, that's exactly fifty people. If more people come, the number will exceed fifty. However, it's starting to rain now. I don't think anyone will come in, right?"
Bu Shaofeng was very nervous about the number of people. He counted again.
In the end, whatever he was thinking about happened. Another group of cultivators barged into the dilapidated temple. There were about ten of them. When Zhao Lang saw this group of cultivators, a hint of joy appeared on his face.
"It's full, I think …"
Xiao Wuye frowned.
"It doesn't matter if it's full. Just throw a few people out."
Zhan Donglai sneered.
"You do it."
Fu Ji smiled.
"Amitabha."
Sakyamuni Ruye put his palms together.
Other than these four people, the other seven to eight people were also disciples of the seven major sects. It could be seen from their clothes. Zhao Lang and the other two quickly stood up and went forward.
"You guys have escaped from that restriction? Where are the others? "
Duanmu Chong asked with a frown.
"We were lucky and came out first. The others should need some time," Xiao Wuye said calmly.
Xiao Wuye said indifferently as he swept his gaze across the dilapidated temple. Many cultivators felt uneasy when they saw this, especially those with lower cultivation. There were already more than fifty people in the dilapidated temple. They had to eliminate more than ten people, and they might be thrown out by the other party.
The seven to eight cultivators who had quarreled with Zhao Lang earlier immediately lowered their heads. They were not afraid of Zhao Lang's group before because there were only three of them. However, it was different now. This group of cultivators was either from the Six Paths of Reincarnation Sect or the Yin Yang Sect. There were even cultivators from the Battle Sect and the Nine Paths Ancient Temple. If they really fought, they would definitely lose!
"This is bad …"
A hint of worry flashed in Bu Shaofeng's eyes. He and Bu Qingshi could be said to have the lowest cultivation in the dilapidated temple. If they had to eliminate more than ten people, they would definitely be among them!
"So they were held back by some forbidden area. No wonder …"
A hint of realization flashed in Ning Qi's eyes. At this moment, Zhao Lang and the others had already started selecting cultivators. They randomly picked more than ten people. "All of you, get out."
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