"Liu Daoyou has already fallen!" After a while, Zhu Wei, who had a gloomy face, stood up and said.

As soon as these words came out, everyone changed color in unison, and their eyes were full of fear, but Zheng Yang even lost his voice and shouted: "What?

He squatted down in disbelief, probed Liu Yu's breath again, and slowly withdrew his hand with a white face for a long time, but he didn't speak.

Zhu Yu is right, Liu Yu has long lost any breath at this time, a monk in the Mahayana period, together with the Yuan Shen, was inexplicably taken by his life before he had time to run out, what kind of power is that?

Liu Yu's death had the greatest impact on Zheng Yang, the two of them represented the power of Xiaoyao Pavilion, there were originally two Mahayana monks, they were already at the end of the power of the four major sects, and now there was only one left, plus a kind of god refining monk who had died before, the current situation of Xiaoyao Pavilion was really worrying.

There is also one main reason, when he was investigating Liu Yu's situation just now, he found that when he used his spiritual power, whether it was speed or skill, he felt much worse than before.

In other words, their cultivation ability was greatly limited, and their opportunities were limited when fighting, and they might not even be as good as a Cultivation Stage cultivator.

But what was going on? He only thought that this present must have something to do with their sudden coma, but he couldn't guess what the cause was.

Not only him, but even Zhu Wei also discovered his own inappropriateness at this time, his face was gloomy and extremely scary, but even if he was angry, he didn't know who to do it, because he didn't know who did it.

It can be said that only Li Yifan is still in the dark now, but even so, his heart is cold, and his eyes are full of fear when he looks at the offering table.

"Or ...... Let's wait for the time to be teleported!" he said.

This sentence unsurprisingly attracted the contemptuous eyes of everyone, as a monk, and also a monk in the Mahayana period, it was a shame for a Mahayana monk to be able to say such things out loud at this time.

Seeing everyone's contemptuous gaze, Li Yifan's face turned pale, but he still spoke: "Knowing that you can't do it, maybe, it's not the best policy......

No one paid attention to him at all, even Zhu Mo and Zheng Yang at this time, although they already had the intention of retreating, they didn't really want to quit.

Jun Donglin sighed and said: "Alas, although it is said that the blessings and misfortunes of the immortal cultivation world are unpredictable, but Liu Daoyou had such an encounter in the Mahayana period, which is indeed regrettable, but it is already the case, Zheng Daoyou should not be too sad, Xiaoyao Pavilion is full of talents, I can't say, I will be promoted to a new Mahayana monk in the near future." ”

"I'm full of talents!" Zheng Yang scolded in his heart, this operation, the loss of so many high-level monks, in addition to the secret realm, as soon as these people from Yunqing Sect turn around, there will be a big battle, Xiaoyao Pavilion is a real loss of soldiers this time, and the losses are heavy!

However, he could only scold in his heart for these words, and he still had to show gratitude on the surface: "What Jun Daoyou said is very true, we must not lose our heart to the Tao!"

Ye Xiaoman and the others watched coldly from the sidelines, they didn't have such a kind heart to comfort the enemies who wanted to destroy their sect, and it was already good if they didn't clap their hands and say that they were happy.