Chapter 1179
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Crimson Moon Mountain Gate, inside the Sect Protection Array.
The young disciples looked at each other, confused. They did not know what was going on outside.
The people outside were obviously on the same side. Why did they suddenly start fighting?
Could it be an internal conflict?
Half-saint Withered Grass stared at the young disciples inside the light shield.
"I'm the real Fury. The people inside are all fake!
We have already started fighting with the enemy. Don't you idiots understand?
When this is over, I will give you a good beating!
I will make you face the wall for 20 years! "
Half-saint Withered Grass threatened the young disciples. At the same time, he did not forget to continue pretending to be Junior Brother Fury.
One of the young disciples looked puzzled.
"Could it be that the Senior Uncle Fury outside is the real Senior Uncle Fury?
That's strange. Senior Brother has been gone for so long. Why hasn't he called the elders over? Did something happen? "
Just as they were feeling puzzled, they felt that the world was suddenly filled with golden light.
Even a Half-saint martial artist would find it difficult to open their eyes in the dazzling light.
At this moment, no one knew what had happened.
Everyone only heard a deafening roar.
Rumble!
The earth quaked and the mountains shook.
The entire Barking Moon Peak seemed to be about to collapse.
When the shaking stopped, the entire Crimson Moon Mountain Gate was in a panic.
They suddenly realized that the Sect Protection Array, the huge light shield that enveloped the mountain gate, had completely collapsed at this moment.
At the mountain gate, several young disciples had already fallen to the ground. Their eyes were filled with disbelief.
"How is this possible? The Sect Protection Array has been broken? "
A young disciple murmured.
This kind of thing simply exceeded his understanding.
This was because he had heard from the elders in the mountain gate that even a Saint martial artist would not be able to break the Sect Protection Array easily.
But now, it had really been broken.
As soon as the Sect Protection Array was broken, Half-saint Withered Grass rushed in like lightning.
Several young disciples guarding the gate did not even have the chance to react. With a wave of his hand, Half-saint Withered Grass released several energy restraints and sent them flying in front of him.
"You evil person? Kill us if you want, but don't humiliate us! "
A young disciple gritted his teeth. He was very unyielding.
Slap.
Half-step Sage Withered Grass slapped his face.
"Idiots! I've already told you that I'm your Martial Uncle. Those people who went in are fake. You blockheads just don't believe me!
Am I trying to humiliate you? If I don't bring you in, you'll die outside in a moment. "
As soon as he finished speaking, countless figures appeared in the sky above the Crimson Moon Mountain Gate.
"Hahaha, the Sect Protecting Array of the Crimson Moon Mountain Gate has been broken by our spies. Charge!"
The army of martial artists was like a dark cloud, rushing down from all directions. Looking at their numbers, there were no less than three thousand of them.
The faces of the young disciples who were being carried upside down by Half-saint Withered Grass had turned extremely ugly.
There were too many warriors in the sky and all of them were at least Martial Emperors. Even with their weak strength, they could feel at least a hundred of them with the aura of a Half-Saint.
They didn't know how much they couldn't feel.
In the entire Crimson Moon Sect, there was only one Saint Realm martial artist, the Sect Master.
On the surface, there were only a dozen or so Half-Saints.
What should they do now that the Sect Protecting Array was broken?
In the core area of the Crimson Moon Mountain Gate.
Countless disciples of the Mountain Gate flew out.
As soon as they saw the black mass of enemies, they all showed a look of fear.
"Is Crimson Moon Mountain Gate really going to die?"
"How could this be? Who did it? With just one blow, they broke the Sect Protecting Array of our Crimson Moon Mountain Gate? "
"Could it be that the heavens want our Crimson Moon Mountain Gate to die?"
The feeling of despair spread throughout the Crimson Moon Mountain Gate.
The road up the mountain was a staircase that was only ten feet wide.
Of course, for the martial artists who came and went, flying was enough. It didn't matter how wide the road was.
This path was meant for low-level disciples to walk on.
Half-saint Withered Grass, who was hurrying up the mountain, stopped for the first time.
The faces of the young disciples were also ashen.
On the staircase, there was a corpse. It was the young guard disciple who wanted to go to the core area of the Mountain Gate to ask the Elders to identify the real one.
Half-saint Withered Grass put down the young disciples.
"Now, you should believe what I said.
After all, there is no point in lying to you.
After all, you are too weak. "
The young disciples all knelt down and kowtowed to Half-saint Withered Grass.
"Uncle, please avenge Senior Brother Minghua!"
Half-saint Withered Grass clenched his fists, a trace of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
"Don't worry, I will!"
Just as he said this, a pair of earthy yellow hands suddenly appeared from the ground.
Half-saint Withered Grass's feet were suddenly grasped.
A slightly ferocious laugh came from the ground.
"Unfortunately, you will never have the chance!
Now, come with me into the ground. I will let you taste the taste of hell! "
Half-saint Withered Grass's face changed.
"Who are you?"
As he spoke, endless violent energy surged from his feet, trying to shake off the yellow hands.
However, that pair of hands seemed to have fused with the earth as one. They did not move in the slightest.
"Half-saint?"
Half-saint Withered Grass's face became even uglier. The owner of the hands was definitely a Half-saint who was not inferior to him.
"You are really forgetful. You forgot about me so quickly.
Since that's the case, let me remind you that I'm your Junior Brother Qing Zhu.
In the Elixir Domain, I was the one who told you that master's curse had worsened. Haha!
What an idiot. You can't even tell whether I am a friend or a foe. Your Junior Brother Qing Zhu was killed by me long ago. Haha! "
The voice from the ground seemed to be mocking Half-saint Withered Grass.
Half-saint Withered Grass said angrily, "How dare you kill Junior Brother Qing Zhu. I will kill you!"
Buzz!
The Directional Chakram in Half-saint Withered Grass's hand made a buzzing sound.
He raised the Directional Chakram and smashed it on the ground.
"I said, you don't have the chance.
Yellow Spring Swamp! "
The person from the ground roared, and the ground within a radius of 100 feet turned into a swamp.
The Directional Chakram smashed into the swamp as if it had hit cotton. It did not have any effect at all.
Half-saint Withered Grass and the young disciples around him were gradually swallowed by the swamp.
"Oh no! Once I am pulled in, I will not be his match! "
Half-saint Withered Grass's face was ugly. He struggled with all his might, but it was useless. Instead, he sank even faster.
At this moment.
A small boat suddenly floated over from 100 feet away along the swamp as if it was floating on water.
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