Cangling World

The ancestor of the Liang Clan agreed with a smile and said with a smile: "Yes, the group of people who are left now must be loyal disciples of the Soul Refining Sect. It is impossible to recruit and surrender, and it is appropriate to kill them all."

"Then, let's go!"

The ancestor of the Wu people raised his arms high, and behind him were eighteen heavenly kings and hundreds of experts in the realm of heaven and man who stepped into the air, bursting with a tidal aura, and rushed into the Soul Refining Sect.

"Stop, stop, I'm willing to surrender!"

A hall master with the cultivation base of Tianjun rushed out of the crowd, knelt in front of the mountain gate, and shouted hoarsely: "Old ancestors, please raise your hands, I am willing to submit."

"I am also willing to surrender!"

"I know that the Soul Refining Sect is in a medicine garden outside, and there are many thousand-year-old elixir there!"

"I know a treasure trove!"

More and more Soul Refining Sect disciples, hall masters, and even an elder from the Heavenly King Realm defected from Soul Refining Sect, knelt in front of the mountain gate, and kowtowed in surrender.

Between life and death, dignity and life, they all choose to live!

"Elder Li, Hall Master Bai, Hall Master Yu, you guys!"

The Soul Refining Sect Master stared at these strong men who voluntarily surrendered.

"It's so irritating, this group of people is just betraying the sect, and they have to destroy the hope of the sect's prosperity. It's outrageous!" Mu Qingqing pointed at the defectors, trembling with anger.

Huang Jiao, who was beside her, was also filled with righteous indignation, but at the same time she felt deep doubts.

She noticed that the surrounding disciples were all suppressed by the power of the old ancestor of the public clan and vomited blood, but she and the surrounding people were unharmed, which was really strange.

"Strange, how did I find out that you guys have nothing at all?" Mu Qingqing's cornered light saw that Wang Xiao was standing there drinking, and suddenly realized something was wrong.

She suddenly discovered that not only Wang Xiao, but also Lin Luo, Daoist Zizhu, Mozi, and Huang Jiao were all unscathed.

As for a few feet away, there were other disciples lying on the ground, injured to varying degrees.

Wang Xiao stopped drinking and said hesitantly, "We have divine power to protect our bodies, and we can't take the injury."

Mu Qingqing snorted and said angrily: "What time is it, you're still playing tricks, who are you from?"

Lin Luo didn't care about the conversation between the pair of living treasures.

His eyes crossed the crowd and fell on the disciples, hall masters, deacons, and elders of the Soul Refining Sect who kept surrendering, but the corners of his mouth raised, and he said in a low voice, "The longevity of a sect depends on the loyal fresh blood. , In times of crisis, the people who can stay behind are the real hope of this sect."

Huang Jiao was stunned.

She didn't expect that this young man would have such a high level of consciousness, and couldn't help but say: "Even so, but the three major families are aggressive, and we can't support them with our strength. Those who are loyal to the sect, I'm afraid all It is unavoidable to die in battle, sad!"

"It's an established fact that you can't keep it with your strength." Lin Luo nodded and said something that made Huang Jiao's voice stagnate.

She was unhappy, but she couldn't find a way to refute Lin Luo's words.

At the same time, more and more people from the Soul Refining Sect chose to surrender.

In this regard, the ancestors of the three major families raised their hands and signaled that the masters in the clan should not do it first.

Their original intention was to break through the mountain gate of the Soul Refinement Sect and replace it. If they could get the talented disciples of the Soul Refinement Sect to join at the same time, it would be a good thing.

"Sad!"

The Soul Refining Sect Master leaned against the broken stone wall, watching more and more people betrayed, his eyes were blood red, and he sighed: "He Xiao is not worthy of being the Sect Master, I am ashamed of the ancestors!"

"Sect Master, you have done enough, but we are not enough!" Some elders, hall masters, and disciples climbed to the vicinity of Soul Refining Sect Master and burst into tears.

Mu Qingqing was infected by the atmosphere of the crowd, and also cried into tears.

She flew out, helped the injured disciple, took out the remaining healing pill, and gave it selflessly.

Huang Jiao didn't hesitate, and immediately went to rescue the doorman.

But even so, some people still defected one after another.

In the end, in the entire Soul Refining Sect, only less than 800 disciples remained.

They red-eyed and glared at the people of the three major families without flinching at all.

The patriarchs of the three major families stood on their feet in the void, standing with their hands behind their backs, overlooking the only 800 remaining members of the Soul Refining Sect, and sneered: "There were only 800 of the tens of thousands of disciples in the past, but now there are only 800 who are absolutely loyal, which is really sad. what!"

Hearing this, those defectors blushed, and most of them bowed their heads in shame.

But there are also people who hold their heads high and don't think they have done anything wrong.

"For you, the ancestors admired them very much, but those who know the current affairs are the heroes. In contrast, the ancestors like them more." The ancestors of the Gongzu pointed to the defectors kneeling in front of the mountain gate with admiration in their eyes. color.

"Kill if you want, stop talking nonsense!"

In the Soul Refining Sect camp, a temperamental Heavenly Sovereign-level Hall Master said loudly, his face full of determination.

The ancestors of the three major families laughed and said: "Okay, then I will fulfill you!"

After all, the three shot at the same time, and the power of heaven and earth flowed down, like a black river falling down, releasing an explosive atmosphere to the fullest.

But at this moment, the three old ancestors felt something, their eyes narrowed slightly, and they stopped inspiring the power of heaven and earth.

They looked at the top of the mountain gate at the same time, where a staggering figure was walking slowly.

It was a dying old man with white hair and beard, leaning on a wooden staff, he could barely keep himself from falling.

But the seemingly weak old man released a deep breath of the peak of the life-seeing realm, giving people a feeling of facing the vast world.

"It's Patriarch Mu Jing, his old man is still alive!"

"This...what's the matter?"

Everyone in the Soul Refinement Sect was stunned.

Especially the defectors, there is fear in their eyes.

The faces of the three major families changed slightly, but after frowning for a moment, the three ancestors laughed and said, "It turned out to be Mu Jing, I thought you were already sitting, but you are still alive, but now you are The vitality of life is exhausted, and there is no way to live for a few days, why bother?"

"Soul Refining Sect, it's not something you can set foot in!"

Mu Jing leaned on a wooden crutch, his turbid eyes shot coldness, pointed to the distance, and said, "Give you one last chance to leave this place."

"Yo, the tone is crazy! If we don't leave, what can you do?" The three great clan ancestors all laughed, not thinking that Mu Jing still had the strength to fight.

Dying people, especially monks like Mu Jing who are dying due to the depletion of life essence, will gradually lose their power at the last moment of life.

Therefore, the ancestors of the three major families did not pay attention to Mu Jing at all.

Mu Jing did not speak, but looked at Lin Luo in front of the mountain gate. After feeling the latter's calm gaze, his straight body and a majestic aura soared upwards, surpassing the peak of the life-seeing realm. Half foot stepped into the cocoon.

That is the power of the second avenue!

Wood is the way of life!

"The power of the second way!"

"No, the old guy Mu Jing has broken through to the half-step cocoon realm!"

"Miscalculation, retreat!"

The expressions of the three elders of the three families changed drastically, and their footsteps slammed into the void, like a cannonball being thrown into the distance, trying to get away from the right and wrong places as soon as possible.