Finally, after ten minutes, he finally approached the position of the sect, and Qin Yi had to abandon his horse and move forward on this road.

Flying straight up along the rugged mountain road, Qin Yi was stunned when he arrived at the sect, and the magnificent gate engraved with the three big characters of Yunqing Sect was directly shattered, and the ground was full of debris.

Qin Yi saw countless figures flying in the air, wearing black armor and a powerful martial artist appearing in the Yunqing Sect.

Many of those disciples who originally belonged to the Yunqing Sect were prostrate on the ground, and some were brutally killed in the sect.

From a distance, it seems that the ground has been dyed with a layer of blood red.

This blood red color looks very striking and even ...... Glare.

Qin Yi's heart burst out, and a bad premonition rose subconsciously, this premonition Qin Yi was too strong, almost every time a major crisis came.

Under this kind of subconscious, he inexplicably wanted to escape from here, but reason told him that he couldn't, he just made an oath, and there would be the shadow of Yun Qingzong on his body from now on, and now that Yun Qingzong was in trouble, how could he run away with a glance?

Qin Yi took advantage of the fact that those black-robed armor were not paying attention, and ran towards the back mountain of Yunqing Sect, and immediately ran to the Lost Heavenly Cave, standing at the entrance of the cave and shouting inside, but there was no echo, which meant that the ghost elder was not here either.

Qin Yi returned to the sect and sneaked along the periphery towards the noisiest inner gate.

There is a huge martial arts arena in the center of the inner door, and the martial arts arena is full of people at this moment.

Qin Yi was finally attracted, because in it he saw a lot of familiar shadows.

……

Qin Yi could clearly see that it was not a person from Yun Qingzong who was sitting in the high position, but a middle-aged man in a black robe, his pupils were a little gray, his face was crawling with lines, and a strange feeling immediately hit.

This person's status must be very high, and Qin Yi felt it very strongly.

Because the aura emanating from the other party's body is very powerful.

It was so powerful that Qin Yi had never seen it, and the ghost elder did not have this almost crushing aura on his body.

"Xuan Qingzi, this is already the tenth game, and if you lose three more games, if you don't tell Xuan me where the spirit bead is, I will do what I say and slaughter 100,000 civilians under your mountain gate. The middle-aged man in the black robe made a voice from his mouth, and his voice was majestic.

"Rest assured, I am willing to lose the bet, and if I lose three more games, I will guarantee that Xuan Lingzhu will be offered with both hands. In the crowd, an old man's pale face squeezed out a smile.

It's just that this smile is uglier than crying.

He is the Xuanqingzi in the mouth of the black-robed man, the contemporary head of Yunqingzong.

Around him, Qin Yi saw the ghost elder, the ghost elder was injured and in a very poor state, and there were three other old men with powerful breaths surrounding him, who seemed to be ready for battle at any time.

"Gao Yong, you go!"

Xuan Qingzi said that when he pronounced this name, it was extremely difficult, ashamed and guilty, but Qin Yi saw more of a struggle, a struggle in despair.

The young man named Gao Yong stood up from the young ranks, his face as dead as ashes.

Qin Yi saw that in the huge martial arts

On the stage, there was a young man in black armor, the trident in his hand was still bleeding hot blood, and there were several human heads and very split corpses rolling everywhere on the ground.

This young man named Gao Yong had no will to fight at all, or he was frightened.

"Sect Master...... , I have no father or mother, I have stayed in the Yunqing Sect for more than ten years, I am taken care of by the elders, and in the next life, I hope to be a member of the Yunqing Sect!" Gao Yong said with tears in his eyes.

Xuan Qingzi nodded expressionlessly, "The sect will live and die with you!"

Gao Yong nodded heavily, and then walked up.

"It's really grinding, let me cut ten or it will be over, it's such a big thing, it's like the ending can be changed. The young man in the magic armor on the martial arts stage said with a smile.

"Yunqing Sect is not a place where you devils can defile, accept your life!"

Gao Yong held the big knife, his whole body was full of true yuan, like an angry tiger, the surging infinite sword qi surged like a sea wave with his slash, and the air in front of him was briefly separated, cut into a vacuum.

This move is countless stronger than those Qin Yang and Qin Yu and the like, and even the core disciple Ming Hao can't be compared.

This should be a really outstanding core disciple, and at this time, he is close to the annual meeting and has not left the sect, which shows that the other party is also a person who takes the sect as his home, just like Gao Yong said, he has no father and no mother, and has lived in Yunqing Sect for more than ten years.

"Boom!" the ground was cut open, and Gao Yong was castrated, like a madman, trying to exert all his strength.

"It's so slow, you want to defeat me with your snail-like attack? The black-armored young man smiled heartily, and dodged the attack with a slight movement.

Indeed, Gao Yong's attack shortcomings lie in speed, which is very strong but difficult to hit.

"Give me death!" Gao Yong's scarlet eyes shot red, and he slashed at the black armor, but it only made a trace, because after such a long period of large-scale energy attacks, his strength had begun to run out.

Xuan Qingzi sighed, this is the eleventh, the eleventh core disciple who died.

Who would have thought that the Demon God Palace would actually have a surprise attack a year ago? It didn't give the major sects in the south of Tianyang Kingdom the slightest chance to react? And this time the Demon God Palace was stronger than any before, especially the person who led the team, the black-robed middle-aged man sitting high on it...... It was an opponent who made them desperate.

Their goal was also very obvious, for the sake of their Yunqing Sect's legendary Xuanling Bead.

A massacre was carried out for this.

Fortunately, more than 50% of the disciples of the Yunqing Sect have already left the sect because of the annual meeting...... But there are still thousands of people left here.

"Poof!"

The trident stabbed into Gao Yong's body, and Gao Yong's face showed a hint of relief in pain.

The trident rotated back and forth, stirring up the internal organs in Gao Yong's body, and then the black-armored young man burst out with a layer of pitch-black light, and Gao Yong's body suddenly split apart, and the end was miserable, which made people unbearable to look at directly.

"Eleven, you Xuanqingzi let the door go

The disciple's kung fu to send him to death is very powerful, it is better to be happy, hand over the Xuanling Bead to me, I am in a good mood and can spare their lives. The black-robed middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Do you still have a good mood in the Demon God Palace?" Xuan Qingzi sneered, and only ghosts would believe the ghost words of the Demon God Palace.

Xuan Lingzhu will not be taught if he dies, and Yun Qingzong will not compromise, he is just dragging his feet...... Be sure to hold back on time!

"Yun Yi ......," Xuan Qingzi called out a name.

A girl stood up from the crowd, Yun Yinai was an existence that had long dominated the top three among the core disciples of the inner gate, and was one of the legendary disciples of Yun Qing Sect, but no matter how she looked at it at this moment, she looked like a victim.

However, there was no sign of rejection on the girl's face, and she even seemed to be ready at any time.

"Elder, I have a request. "It's like a convention, every disciple has to say a word before being called on the field, as if he already knows his fate in advance.

"Son, you say. Xuan Qingzi's face was soft, as if looking at his own child.

"I am your disciple, I have always regarded you as my father, Yunqingzong is my family, I hope that if Yunqingzong has a chance to survive, the elders can melt my only remaining bones into ashes and sprinkle them on the back mountain. The girl said this with great firmness, and her voice did not tremble in the slightest, as if there was no fear.

And the disciples who were arrested in the field were all weak and trembling, and they almost knelt on the ground.

"Hehe, Xuan Qingzi, let's gamble something interesting, right? Don't you think that all of you Yunqing Sect disciples are heartfelt? I can give you three more chances, if you win against the people of our Demon God Palace, I will let go of your ten disciples, every time you lose a game or every time you are killed by someone from my Demon God Palace, I will kill ten disciples of your Yunqing Sect on the spot, this transaction is a sure profit for you, because all of your lives are in my hands. The black-robed middle-aged man said with a smile, he looked at the frightened disciples, and immediately felt very interesting.

He wanted to see what kind of funny behavior these people would do in the face of despair.

"Oh yes, if any of you think that you are very talented, of course, you can also take refuge in my Demon God Palace and avoid death. The black-robed man said with a playful face.

(End of chapter)