Chapter 528
Words:929Update:22/07/01 07:03:44
The person who attacked was burly and wore a bamboo hat. There was a hideous scar at the corner of his eye.
"Senior Brother Yuanhu, ranked second in the inner sect at the peak of the Third Heaven of Martial Qi Level Two!"
Many inner sect disciples were excited to see Yuanhu.
"Courting death!"
A trace of anger emerged in the eyes of a certain Yunxiao Sect inner sect elite.
These Yunxiao Sect disciples' martial realms could not be compared to them, but they relied on Xuanling Sect's Dharma artifact to increase their skills.
"Wild Bell!"
That Yunxiao Sect disciple threw a small bronze bell into the air.
However, after the bell flew into the air, it grew in size. In less than two breaths, it was already extremely huge. It let out a deafening bell sound and pressed down on Yuanhu and the rest.
This huge bell was also a Dharma artifact.
Before the giant bell could press down, another giant green seal appeared in the void.
"Boom!"
A loud sound exploded in the sky, and the green seal flew towards the huge bell. Eventually, the two collided violently.
Taking advantage of this moment, Yuanhu and the others immediately retreated and avoided the disaster.
Seeing that the Xuanling Sect disciples escaped, a young man kept the green seal in his hand.
"Mo Changkong … Senior Brother Mo!"
That young man was handsome and had an extraordinary aura. He was not wearing the uniform of a Xuanling Sect disciple.
The moment they saw that young man, many Xuanling Sect inner sect disciples could not help but be overjoyed, and they moved closer to him.
"Disciple Mo Changkong greets the Sect Master!"
The young man held the green seal and bowed to the Sect Master on the high platform.
"Good!"
The Xuanling Sect Master nodded and looked at the person before him with a smile.
Mo Changkong, Elder Mo's son, was the previous top disciple of Xuanling Sect. He had extraordinary skills and had left the sect for many years. Now that the sect was in trouble, he returned to the sect again and wanted to live and die with Xuanling Sect.
Elder Mo was gratified to see Mo Changkong. Not only was Mo Changkong his son, but he was also one of the disciples he was most proud of.
Mo Changkong looked at the Xuanling Sect inner sect disciples beside him and waved his hand. "Kill!"
Dozens of Xuanling Sect disciples charged forward at the same time.
…
At that moment, Yun Shu, Lin Long, Gu Yanqiu, and the other outer sect disciples who stayed behind did not participate in the battle but were helping the injured Xuanling Sect disciples.
"Wow!"
A Xuanling Sect disciple lay in front of Yun Shu and spat out a large amount of blood.
"I'm sorry …" Yun Shu gritted her teeth as she looked at the blood on her hands. This was the first time she felt so powerless.
"Live … live … on …"
That Xuanling Sect inner sect disciple grabbed Yun Shu and Lin Long's hands tightly and seemed to have used all his strength to spit out those words.
As soon as he finished speaking, his arms fell powerlessly to the ground. His eyes were filled with unwillingness, but he didn't close them.
Looking at the corpses of dozens of inner sect disciples around her, Lin Long's mind kept recalling the joyous scene of the inner and outer sect disciples gathering last night.
But at this moment, the deafening sound of war drums in her ears pulled her back to this cruel reality.
Although there were many disciples in the Mystic Spirit Sect, not everyone possessed a Dharma Weapon.
The Treasure Pavilion had a limited number of Divine Weapons and Immortal Treasures. The weaker disciples didn't have any complaints, they gave the Divine Weapons and Immortal Treasures to the stronger disciples. Divine Weapons and Immortal Treasures could only be used by those with sufficient strength.
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