Northern Spirit Sect.

Wan Changkong didn't rush out, just stood in the air, looking down at the people of the entire sect.

At this moment, he had never felt that his sect master was so defeated, even if he had no intention of becoming a sect master, but witnessing the chaos of the sect, he had a trace of unwillingness.

Today, there are less than 100 people willing to fight with him.

This is such a failure for the sect master of a sect.

"Perhaps, we will die. ”

Wan Changkong turned to look at the people behind him and said seriously.

Those who were willing to follow him to fight, except for He Lingfeng and Hu Wanwu, there was no elder.

I have to say, it was a real failure.

In addition, among the inner disciples, there are only six people such as Zhang Fei, and the rest all choose another path, which is naturally to submit to the Evil Holy Sect.

Very unwilling!

But it's helpless!

Wan Changkong couldn't kill those who chose to submit to the Evil Holy Sect first.

At least, he can't do it.

Everyone always has their own choice.

As long as you are responsible for yourself, there is nothing wrong with any choice.

Those who are obedient just don't want to die.

The Northern Spirit Sect is too weak.

Wan Changkong is very clear about this.

Facing the people who followed him in the battle, Wan Changkong felt a kind of guilt.

He, perhaps, could have done better.

Pity......

He didn't have time.

Perhaps, he will not survive today.

When everyone heard Wan Changkong's words, they all chose to be silent, but their eyes told this failed sect master that they had no hesitation.

"Let's go. ”

Before the words fell, Wan Changkong disappeared.

Seeing this, Zhang Fei and the others crushed the jade plate in their hands and disappeared.

They can die, but they will not submit to the Evil Saint Sect.

Especially Zhang Fei and others.

This path is their own choice, and they will never regret it.

......

The sky above the Six Immortals Mountain.

Hundreds of thousands of people, densely packed, terrifying.

However......

These people are not real people, but all evil spirits and demon corpses, all of which were refined by the Evil Holy Sect when they slaughtered other sects.

There are less than a hundred powerhouses who really belong to the Evil Saint Sect.

Of course, these powerhouses of less than a hundred people are all the elites of the Evil Spirit Sect, without exception, they are all at the level of the Holy Spirit King, especially the existence of red blood, which makes the people of the Northern Spirit Sect feel desperate.

Because of this, Wan Changkong can understand those who have returned to the Evil Holy Sect, but he cannot forgive.

"It's finally out. ”

Red Blood has been waiting, and when he saw the appearance of Wan Changkong, he couldn't help but smile.

If he could, he still wanted to stay with the Northern Spirit Sect.

In any case, the Northern Spirit Sect back then was the overlord of the Quartet.

Of course, Red Blood knew that most of the people of the Northern Spirit Sect chose to submit to the Evil Holy Sect.

As long as Wan Changkong and the others die, the entire Northern Spirit Sect will belong to the Evil Saint Sect.

Wan Changkong looked at the red blood, and there was a hint of complexity in his heart, he didn't expect that the Evil Saint Sect would attach so much importance to the Northern Spirit Sect, and would let an evil king in the hall personally come out.

Of those sects that were destroyed by the Evil Saint Sect, only the Lingwu Sect had an evil king.

In a sense, the Evil Saint Sect equates the Northern Spirit Sect with the Spirit Martial Sect.

Thinking of this, Wan Changkong felt like he couldn't laugh or cry.

If it weren't for the presence of the Red Blood, maybe there would still be a chance in this battle.

He could naturally see that those hundreds of thousands of people were just evil spirits and demon corpses, as long as Red Blood and the others died, it would be a tree that fell and scattered, and it was not a problem.

However, will Red Blood and the others die?

Wan Changkong knew that he couldn't kill Red Blood.

Unless Yao Fengtao makes a move.

It's just that......

He knew that Yao Fengtao had already gone to the Evil Saint Sect alone.

This is the only way to solve the Northern Spirit Sect.

Wan Changkong disagreed, but he couldn't stop Yao Fengtao.

Going to the Evil Saint Sect alone, it is almost like death and life.

No matter how powerful Yao Fengtao is, he is a good man who can't stand the crowd, not to mention that the Evil Saint Sect Master is by no means a vegetarian, and there are two evil kings sitting in the Evil Saint Sect.

Wan Changkong also knew that his worries were superfluous, because he needed to worry about himself.

"Lao He, Lao Hu, are you ready?"

Wan Chang asked without replying.

"Hmm. ”

He Lingfeng and Hu Wanwu just responded very calmly.

They also know that this battle is a battle with no return.

What they have to do is not to survive, but to kill the red blood, even if they die together, they will not hesitate.

It's just that......

Can they really do it?

No!

This is the answer in their hearts.

However, it's not that if you can't do it, don't do it.

At least that's the case for this moment, and if you can't do it, you have to do it.

This is the faith in their hearts, and it is also the word in their hearts.

Cultivating the Tao and cultivating the Tao, you can't stick to your own way, and you can talk about cultivating the Tao and becoming an immortal.

Of course, everyone always has their own persistence, or obsession.

Once the Northern Spirit Sect fell into the hands of the Evil Saint Sect, then this ancient sect would completely cease to exist.

The Northern Spirit Sect is gone, and there is not much point in them staying.

Their existence, as the Protector Sect Elders, was originally for the Northern Spirit Sect.

Without the Northern Spirit Sect at the beginning, there would be no current them.

Especially when they remember the words of their mentor back then—

The sect is here, and the people are there.

The sect is dead, and the people are dead.

This is their lifelong belief.

Zhang Fei and the others are much simpler.

They were Xia Yun's friends, so naturally it was impossible for them to be in the company of the Evil Saint Sect.

They all knew one thing, Xia Yun hated evil spirits extremely much.

This reason is enough for them to fight, even if they will die, they will die well.

And the rest of the people, Wan Changkong, He Lingfeng and Hu Wanwu have the grace of knowing them, and they don't want to forget their roots.

Life and death matter, they just need to stick to their own.

Of course, there are many ungrateful people, especially He Lingfeng and Hu Wanwu who helped at the beginning, but the two can understand those who are ungrateful.

In the face of life and death, enmity and hatred are not a matter.

"The three of us are going to contain the red blood, and you can do it yourself. ”

Before the words fell, Wan Changkong broke through the air.

At this moment, he just looked at death as home.

He Lingfeng and Hu Wanwu immediately followed.

Zhang Fei and the other six people glanced at each other and rushed forward.

"I'm sorry ......"

Teng Xin held Xu Ruolan's slender hand tightly and said sincerely.

"I do. ”

Xu Ruolan just glanced at Teng Xin.

Teng Xin just smiled bitterly, instead of bringing happiness to his Taoist companion, he brought her death.

The rest of the people also rushed forward.

The wind is sluggish and the water is cold!

However......

There was only fortitude on their faces, not fear.

Seeing Wan Changkong rushing over, Red Blood instantly saw the other party's intentions, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

He is no longer the red blood of the year.

If Canglong is still there, and Red Blood is confident, he will definitely be able to beat Canglong.

They can finally use the power that originally belonged to them, the origin power from the fairy world.

At the beginning, the five evil kings were imprisoned in the prison of the four directions, and their original power was completely sealed.

This is one of the fairy fates in Canglong's mouth.