"Master, do we have to go?" Yu Gui, a disciple of the Second Peak, cried and looked back at the way he came.

The bamboo forest, which was originally quiet and peaceful, was already killing the sky at this time.

The hearts of the two hundred disciples were burned as if they were tormented by a raging fire, and their eyes were full of tears and hatred.

"Let's go!!" Yang Xirong shook her head fiercely and rushed towards the ancestral hall with two hundred disciples. It is only when I am in danger that I know that there is such a special passage in the sect, otherwise, I should take the child with me, this time, the child is alone, and it makes people feel distressed to think about it......

"Second uncle!" Chen Hanzi bit her lower lip and cried silently.

"Don't cry!" Yang Xirong held back her tears and roared, "Don't let down the wishes of the sect master and the two peak masters, we must live strongly! Only by living can there be hope! Shenshui Sect, as long as there is us! Shenshui Sect will not be destroyed!"

"Yes! The Divine Water Sect will not be destroyed!"

No matter how difficult the road ahead is, they will not back down!

Even if it is full of thorns and thorns, full of ravines and deep trenches! Even if you climb all the way and crawl all over your body full of stingers, you must try your best to climb down!

Because, each of them carried the lives of more than 800 disciples of the Divine Water Sect!

Eight hundred disciples, one heart, one life!

The Divine Water Sect will not perish! never!

When the Sect Master ordered the rune array to be opened, and when a burst of moonlight enveloped the two hundred disciples, strings of mysterious transparent runes flowed around them like Star Swirl twinkling.

Everyone bowed in the direction of the bamboo forest, and said silently with tears: Ladies and sisters, there will be a period later!

The ancestral hall shook slightly, and in an instant it regained its calm.

Liu Yizhi coughed and gasped, slashing and killing the disciples of the Shenshui Sect all the way, and when he rushed to the Sect Master Peak, he was blocked by a column of water.

He couldn't help but squint and smile, "The Nether Star Domain is really a magical place. A little Divine Water Sect, there are still people who control the water spirit? Isn't it that the holy water is on you!"

Murong Wei smiled coldly at him, "You can come and try it! ”

The two of them were like two meteors piercing the sky, and suddenly they made a move, and when the swishing mysterious force was triggered, bursts of explosive cyclones spread around the two of them.

At the same time, Hong Jinchuan was leading many disciples in the Second Mansion to kill the disciples of the Shenshui Sect while forcing them to ask about the whereabouts of the Shenshui.

"I don't know!" A disciple of the Shenshui Sect fell to the ground, looked at Hong Jinchuan with angry eyes, and laughed sharply, "Even if Grandma knew, she wouldn't tell you bastards!

After that, he suddenly blew himself up.

When the roar came, Lu Yun, who was fighting with an elder of the Second Mansion, couldn't help but shake his body, glanced back, and bit his lip.

The disciples of the Shenshui Sect made several self-explosions in a row, all of which made the defensive mystical weapons in the hands of the people of the Second Mansion resist.

It's just that their faces are quite ugly at the moment.

Such a group of ants even dared to resist! Until now, no one has told the whereabouts of the holy water, which really makes them lose face!

Gong Yang, the eldest disciple under Hong Jinchuan, picked up a fat woman with a vicious look and gave her a slap on the head, "You say, where is the holy water? As long as you are willing to say it, I will give you a chance to live!"

The fat sister pounced, and her head slammed on Gong Yang's head, and a big red mark immediately appeared on his head.

She squirted a mouthful of spit on Gong Yang's face, and laughed, "Little bastard!

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It's been an important turning point in the past two days into this book, and I'm going to be older. Don't be in a hurry, let me write slowly, write a little more excitingly, and it's better not to sway my train of thought.

Today's 10th watch is over. Tomorrow will be the tenth watch, and the day after tomorrow will resume the sixth watch. The author will be very busy next week.

There are also some readers who are worried, will they abuse a hundred chapters and deliberately disassemble me Qiao and the prince? Finally, please read it silently with me three times, the author is my own mother.