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Chapter 1215

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If it was hundreds of ordinary people looking at them, these masters would not feel anything. It was not that they had not experienced being worshipped by countless ordinary people as gods. That situation was enough to make them feel proud.

But if these hundreds of people were masters of the dacheng stage, then it was a completely different matter. In particular, everyone here looked very fierce, and the evil aura on their bodies was enough to make people tremble.

"Oh my God, Blood Hand Liu …" One person seemed to recognize one of the old devils, and after whispering directly, his body could no longer stop trembling.

"Human Butcher Zhang …"

"Devil Shang …"

… …

The five people were all masters who had traveled the world and met countless people. Their ability to recognize people was also first-class, but every time they recognized one, their hearts sank a little. Not to mention that so many masters swarmed up, just the few that they recognized were enough for each person to deal with the five of them together.

Wasn't this Yang Chen's private courtyard? How could there be so many masters? What were they doing here? Countless questions were surging in the minds of the five people, but at this moment, they would rather not come in than to know the answer to the question.

The chaos of the Pure Yang Palace, after almost an hour, finally subsided completely. At this moment, Chunyang Palace had completely turned into ruins. There was no complete house, no living disciple of Chunyang Palace could be seen, and the enemies who launched attacks were everywhere.

Finally, it was time to enjoy the fruits of victory, the hearts of countless people were full of pride. So what if it was Chunyang Palace, wasn't it still destroyed by them? Even if there were a few masters of the dacheng stage, even if there were hundreds of masters of the Yuanying stage, they could still be destroyed if they wanted to, without leaving a trace of disaster.

Just when everyone thought that they had won and began to turn over the rubble to collect the spoils, everyone suddenly heard a long sigh in their ears.

"Ai!" The sigh sounded in everyone's ears, so clear, full of regret and regret, as if these masters were not worth it.

"Who's there?" Someone immediately shouted and took a defensive stance. While they were excited, the others immediately realized that they were not the only ones who had heard the sigh, but everyone else had heard it.

"We, the Chunyang Palace, have never offended you. Why do you come to kill us?" The questioning voice still sounded in everyone's ears. If someone was familiar with the people of Chunyang Palace, they would be able to recognize that this was the voice of the head of the palace.

"Cut the crap. A man's wealth is his own ruin. If you want to blame someone, blame that disciple of yours, Yang Chen. It's his fault for grasping something he shouldn't have. " The voice that rang in everyone's ears brought unimaginable pressure to everyone. Someone immediately cursed out. Of course, since he couldn't find a suitable reason, he could only respond with this unpresentable reason.

"If that's the case, then it's not my Chunyang Palace's punishment." The Palace Master sneered and said these words. This made the hearts of the people who heard it tremble. What did it mean?

In the midst of the confusion, the scenery in front of everyone suddenly changed. It was no longer the Chunyang Palace in the middle of the night, but it became daytime, and the location was changed to a huge empty square.

The most terrifying thing was that everyone found that they couldn't move their whole body. No matter how they urged their spiritual power, their bodies couldn't move. It seemed that there was no other part that could move except for their mouths.

The figures of the head of the palace and several core elders appeared in front of everyone. Behind them was a large group of Yuanying stage masters. Looking at their appearance, they were not hurt at all.

"How is it possible?" The people who were trapped couldn't believe their eyes when they saw those people appear. They had clearly killed some of them, so how could they still be standing there unscathed? Then they immediately understood that they were still on Meiqing Mountain, and now they were here. It was clear that they were in an illusion. Everything that happened before was just their own illusion. After thinking of this, everyone was in a cold sweat, and there was no longer the pride of destroying the Chunyang Palace.

"You have been in my Chunyang Palace for no less than twenty years. Do you really think that the people in my Chunyang Palace are blind and can't even see this?" The head of the palace sneered at these guys who stood neatly, and the contemptuous eyes made them almost want to find a crack to drill into. Unfortunately, they couldn't move their whole body, and they could only stand there, like a wooden stake.

When the old tree demon Gui Shanyou was crossing the Yin Fire Tribulation, he scattered his seeds all over the mountain. From that time on, any movement in the entire Meiqing Mountain was under the control of the old tree demon. The other party had been arranged for such a long time, how could they avoid the eyes and ears of the old tree demon?

All of this was arranged long ago. However, the head of the palace didn't know when the other party would launch, so he had been careful and did not make a move.

After Gong Sunling returned, she brought a brand-new preventive method to the Sect. The mountain river geographical map directly shrouded the entire Meiqing Mountain, and everyone lived in the illusion of the mountain river geographical map. The terrain was exactly the same, so that people in it could not tell whether it was real or illusory. As long as they left the scope of Meiqing Mountain, they would return to the real world, and entering the scope of Meiqing Mountain, they would enter the illusion. Even the people far away from Meiqing Mountain could only see the scene in the illusion.

The head of the palace waved his hand, and a group of people wearing the costumes of Chunyang Palace disciples were escorted by a large number of Chunyang Palace disciples. These people were the guys who suddenly attacked the disciples of their sect after the other party launched an attack.

"You are the disciples of Chunyang Palace, but you betrayed us and killed your fellow disciples. According to the rules of the sect, you will be beheaded!" The head of the palace did not look at these people and directly announced.

The people in the disciplinary hall had been waiting for a long time. When they heard the instructions of the head of the palace, the Flying Sword suddenly came out, and after the whizzing sound, the heads fell to the ground.

The hearts of the people watching on the opposite side were tight, and their faces finally began to show the expression of fear. Every Sect had almost the same attitude towards this kind of Sect enemy. Now it seemed that they absolutely could not be spared. It was a pity that after so many moves, they didn't even kill a disciple of Chunyang Palace.

Several of the leading dacheng stage masters were even more disheartened. If they knew it would be like this, why did they do it in the beginning?

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