Chapter 392: Disciples Who Left the Sect Realm

With a plop, the third uncle knelt down.

Things are getting bigger and bigger!

It's really not going to die!

"Crazy, crazy, these people are crazy, downright, outright crazy!"

Dare to speak like this, this is to fight to the end with the Sect Leaving Realm! At this moment, everyone felt a cold feeling in their hearts, it was a coldness from the depths of hell!

How terrible is it to leave the sect?

The old man can only be regarded as the tip of the iceberg!

But this is the tip of the iceberg, and they have already experienced the despair of hell!

What a despair it would be to face the departure from the sect realm!

But he said that the old man was going, in fact, he was just going to see a few disciples, with his identity, how could he meet the sect master!

Of course, it is impossible for the old man to say bluntly that someone has come to snatch the treasure of the town realm that has left the sect realm, in that case, the disciples will definitely think that he is insane, and then drive him out of the door like a nervous disorder.

The old man thought about it for a long time along the way, and in the end, he still said that someone outside the door came to ask for ghosts, and he had already passed his level.

In fact, in front of the disciples who had left the sect realm, he really only dared to say these two words.

This time, I was lucky, and the three outer disciples I met, two men and one woman, happened to be idle and in a good mood, so I went out with him to have a look.

When the door of the sect realm was opened from the inside out, the roar was enough to shock the third uncle and the others!

The three outer disciples were dressed in uniform disciples, their expressions were pure and high, and they looked at everyone like gods looking down on ants.

The third uncle and the others lowered their heads one after another, worried and worried, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

The old man groveled behind him, a pair of vicissitudes of old eyes turning around, not knowing what he was thinking.

The audience was silent for about ten seconds, and the female disciple became impatient, and she snorted coldly: "Among you, who has passed? Hurry up and stand up!"

Xue Yan glared at the old man, and said with a sneer: "I said that I was going to invite the sect master, but I didn't expect three disciples to come, the thunder was loud, the rain was small, and the bluff." ”

After speaking, he pointed at the female disciple with a sword and said, "Disciple who has left the sect realm, if you have any ability, just use it!"

The female disciple was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

She laughed angrily.

She had been in the Sect Realm for thirty years. In the past 30 years, all those who have gone up the mountain have respected the realm of leaving the sect as much as they respect ghosts and gods, and she never dreamed that there would be such a day when someone would dare to talk to a disciple who had left the realm like this!

"I don't remember villains, as long as you apologize to me now, I don't hear what you just said. ”

The impulse was understandable, and she decided to give Xue Yan a chance to redeem herself.

"I said, you three, let's go up together!"

Xue Yan stroked her waterfall-like hair and said calmly.

As soon as these words came out, the three of them were furious at the same time.

"It seems that you are sincerely looking for death!

The female disciple's face instantly sank.

After an instant, the trio of three attacked in one.

The sky-high ghost aura lingered around the three of them, constantly changing, changing into lifelike ghost forms.

In front of the door of the sect realm, the ghost aura was pervasive, and it was dead and heavy.

The third uncle and the others all felt a terrible sense of oppression and suffocation.

It's as if staying at the scene for an extra second, it's all with your head lifted.

The old man straightened his rickety back slightly, squinted and smiled, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart. He swept the fallen leaves in front of the door of the sect realm, and it was eighty years in one sweep!

In the past eighty years, he has only seen two moves by disciples who have left the sect realm, and it is these two shots that are worthy of him to sweep the fallen leaves for another eighty years!

In fact, at the level of the third uncle, the reputation of the world's sects has long been weakened, and the third uncle is pursuing stronger and purer power. And the old man is naturally more powerful.

It's like entering a deeper realm, disdainful of some superficial realms, but obsessed with a higher realm.

If the heart is endless, the realm is endless, this is the basic quality of the master.

Eighty years have passed in the snap of a finger, and in the past eighty years, I have only seen two shots, but for the old man, these two shots are like last night.

The first time he made a move, he witnessed the ghost path of leaving the sect realm up close, and after a full month, the old man's heart was shocked and he couldn't sleep.

The second time he shot, the old man thought he knew the ghost way, but he didn't expect it, but he was sitting in the well and watching the sky. For the next three months, I was so shocked that I couldn't sleep.

This is the third shot......

"Twilight Snow Sword Technique, the first style, the ice is fluttering, like snow and a sword!"

Xue Yan turned into a cold ice sword qi, crisscrossing between heaven and earth, and in an instant, it froze into a piece of frost in front of the door of the sect realm.

The ice seal went all the way down the jade steps, spreading away.

Xue Yan's sword came out, as if time had frozen and become eternal.

The old man only felt that a flash of ice in front of him was fleeting, and when he came back to his senses, he saw three corpses lying in the cold ice.

And Xue Yan's sword is not stained with blood!

Xue Yan's white dress is not stained with a trace of dust, and there is no sadness or joy in her eyes. It's like cutting these three people, it's like cutting three chickens.

There was a dead silence.

The ice was still spreading, and snow was falling in the sky of the Sect Realm where the aura was gathered.

The twilight snow sword has been released, the owner of the sword has become murderous, and this ice and snow can no longer be stopped.

Xue Yan wants to let the people who have left the sect realm also experience the suffering under the Buzhou Mountain!

"It's over!"

"Murdered!"

"Three disciples who have left the sect realm have died, and now, it's really over!"

In front of the door of the sect realm, there was a wail!

These people don't like it, but they are reasonable.

Leaving the Sect Realm with Dignity and Strength! Wanting to use the strength of three people to fight against the entire Sect Leaving Realm is simply whimsical!

If you continue to fight like this, things will only get bigger and bigger, and in the end, you will only end up dead and dead!

How can three people be able to turn over the heaven that has left the realm of the sect?

These people are also immortal heroes who are above the world's sects, how can they not have the ability to distinguish between strong and weak?

In fact, there's another thing on their minds. It's a pity that Lizong doesn't even have the idea of raising them like dogs, so for now, they can only endure it.

"That's the only way to leave the sect realm, it's in vain that I've waited so long!"

Xue Yan sneered, turned into an ice ray and flashed to the gate of the sect realm, she slashed down with a sword, only to see that between the void in front of her, a strange ghost light exploded, shooting in all directions, Xue Yan was forced to retreat!

"Enchantment?"

Xue Yan was slightly stunned, and at this time, Su Ye walked over, flicked his fingers, and shot a beam of black light, breaking the barrier of leaving the sect realm in an instant.

Xue Yan took out another sword and slashed open the door to leave the sect realm!

Boom Rumble!!

The stone gate, which weighed hundreds of tons, was slashed and cracked into countless rubble, blasting in all directions, with an earth-shattering sound!

"The gate of leaving the sect realm has been destroyed!" "This is to kill the sect leaving the realm!"

The third uncle and the others only felt a tingling scalp, and at the same time, they also fell into a dilemma.

If you advance, no matter how you look at it, it looks like you are here to make trouble, and if you retreat, it is tantamount to taking the initiative to give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to seek ghosts.

It's hard, it's really hard.

After much thought, in the end, they chose to enter.

The old man watched these people disappear at the door, turned around, looked at the three frozen corpses, raised his head slightly, let the snowflakes fall on the gray hair, a pair of vicissitudes of old eyes flashed a hint of color, he shook his head, shook his head again, sighed, sighed again, never imagined that one day, someone would really dare to kill the sect realm!

This time, there are no deaths, but the courage is commendable.

Suddenly, as if he suddenly remembered something, the old man was stunned, turned around, and chased in.

At this point in time...... Isn't it the time to leave the sect realm to pray for blessings?

The old man rushed to the temple as fast as he could, he couldn't care so much, he had to get to the temple before these stupid people, and then stop them outside the temple!

It is impossible for them to disturb the prayers of leaving the sect!

Otherwise, it will be a taboo for ghosts and gods! Things will get out of hand!

But the old man was still a step late, and when he arrived, he just watched these people enter the Imperial Temple.

He thought about it for a moment, and the demon sent the god to follow him.

In the majestic Imperial God Palace, all the people from the sect realm were there, and the atmosphere was quite weird.

The old man tiptoed into a corner, and it happened that the third uncle and others were also hiding in this corner, and the two sides looked at each other with embarrassment.

"This is the so-called blessing, and it is no different from a monk chanting. ”

Shen Ruoxi said with a disappointed face.

"In this world, there are no Buddhas, no ghosts and gods, but some people like to pretend to make trouble, and their purpose is nothing more than to put on a superior posture. Ruoxi, it's right if you can't read it. Because, even they themselves can't figure out what they're doing. Pray for blessings, pray for the protection of ghosts and gods, and instead of asking for unwarranted gods, come to me and ask me to be merciful and spare you. ”

Su Ye hugged Shen Ruoxi and said with a smile.

Everyone is crazy!

How can this man be so arrogant?

Could it be that this is the legendary newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers?

Leaving the sect realm, everyone is angry.

They have three angers.

One is angry, angry and prays for blessings and is disturbed, the second is angry, angry and disrespectful to ghosts and gods, and three angry, angry and arrogant.

"The temple is sacrosanct. The prayer for leaving the sect realm should not be disturbed. If you have a request, if you have a plan, please wait quietly on the side, and when the prayer is over, move away with this seat, and you will know. ”

A man kneeling on the golden dragon mat said undisturbed.

"Interesting. It's like a fish on a knife and saying, "Please stay quietly and wait for me to swim a little longer before you kill me." Just ask, would a person who climbed a mountain and came to eat fish be willing to wait?"

Su Ye smiled indifferently, and a gray light exploded, and the Luohe Ghost Sword came out of thin air.

"Luohe Sword Technique, Fifth Style, Red Purgatory!"

Flames, burn everything!

This majestic temple was reduced to nothing in an instant.

In the sky-high firelight, there were stunned eyes of everyone in the sect realm!

The sacrosanct temple was burned to ashes?

They were forced to suspend the prayer?

Forced to stand up and flee from this sea of fire in embarrassment?