Chapter 825 Glory to your sister!

Mo Yao didn't say anything. At that time, Lan Qingyu's attention was on her brother and Feng Yixie, and she really didn't pay much attention to other people's situation.

But wherever he looked, there were bloody scenes, which made people tremble with fear.

And the injuries on these disciples were not much better. Several disciples even lost their arms, and the bright red blood on the edge of their shoulders looked like they were blinking, which was lucky.

There are also many disciples who have completely ruined their lives.

Lan Qingyu closed her eyes, with a look of unbearable, no matter what, these disciples made such a miserable situation for them to enter the battlefield of gods and demons.

Seeing the wounds on the disciples, she was really angry and angry, but in the end she all turned into a sigh, "You can rest at ease and heal your wounds, and don't worry about external affairs. Only when your wounds are healed can you continue to deal with Shenjue Palace later. Only those who are in the blood alliance can take revenge!"

"Master, don't you blame us?" A disciple asked loudly.

Mo Yao shook his head, and said indifferently, "What's the use of blaming you now? You should take good care of your wounds. I hope that in the next battle, you can all fight for the sect master. Don't do anything to the members of the Blood Alliance and the Divine Art Palace." Show mercy."

"It's the door master!"

Lan Qingyu's mood is really bad, it's almost to the extreme, she shrank her eyes, and took out some refining pills from her own space, these pills are made by going to the space by herself when she usually has time Refined.

Of course, he took out a few Vitality Pills and gave them to the disciple with the broken arm, so that he could recover sooner.

After a while, after the two of them finished reading and let them all rest well, Lan Qingyu left the pill and left with Mo Yao.

The noon time passed quickly.

The afternoon game is about to start again.

Lan Qingyu leaned against Mo Yao's arms, looked at the blue sky, and said softly, "Let's go, I guess Elder Qingyun has already arrived."

"En!" Mo Yao hummed softly.

Elder Qing Yun's expression was not very good at this time, he looked at Lan Qingyu and Mo Yao, frowned and said, "Be careful about everything."

Lan Qingyu nodded and said, "Master Qingyun, do you need my help?"

Elder Qingyun sighed, "What can you do for me, let's go to the competition!"

When they came to the huge competition arena, everyone's faces were ugly, and the injured disciples were not only from their Magic Sound Sect, but also disciples from other sects.

Everyone is now dissatisfied with this Divine Art Palace.

But what can be done about it.

However, Dong Yuhai didn't care at all. He looked at everyone with a sneer, and said slowly, "Although there were casualties in this competition, you are worth the injury. After all, you are all for entering the battlefield of gods and demons. Even if you die , that is also a worthy death, the glory of death!"

I bother!

Glory to your sister!

Lan Qingyu was full of anger in his heart. He hated this Shenjue Palace very much in the first place, but now he hated it deeply. He beheaded and killed all the disciples of the various sects. Glory, a worthy death!

Yaya, their own disciples put on an ugly face when they were injured, are the disciples of other sects not human?
I really owe a beating, I owe a beating, I want to die!

Mo Yao frowned. He looked at Dong Yuhai as if he was looking at a dead person, and his voice was extremely cold, "In this case, everyone let go and fight, regardless of life or death. Since the people of Shenjue Palace If we don’t treat our disciples as human beings, then we don’t need to continue to give them face, otherwise we will be the ones who regret it.”

(End of this chapter)

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