"What about the others?"

Zou Zhi, the elder of the Sword Yuan Sect, wiped his eyes vigorously, and looked at Luo Heng, the only disciple who appeared in front of him at this time, and he didn't realize it, and he didn't dare to think of that possibility.

Seeing only two disciples of the Phantom God Sect, it was natural that Bu Ziqi, the elder of the Phantom God Sect, looked his head at the place where the Demon Soul Battlefield teleportation channel was.

"What's going on? Is there anyone who hasn't come out? ”

In the consciousness of the elder of the Phantom God Sect, there must be someone who has not come out, even if their disciples of the Phantom God Sect will be damaged, it is impossible to lose to only two left, this is absolutely impossible to happen.

"Chahai, its ..... What about the others......"

Elder Huo of the Ancient Xuanzong of the Ancient Anguo Kingdom looked extremely sad.

Xiong Chahai, the eldest disciple of the inner gate, broke his left arm at elbow, his left shoulder was even more bloody and fleshy, and he was seriously injured, and the other five disciples were also injured.

Counting up, there were twelve disciples who entered, and only six came out, so the others.......

That result, Elder Huo didn't dare to think about it.

"Elder, the other juniors and disciples are ......."

The burly man Zha Hai, the man bear, had a trembling voice.......

This loss is really heavy!

"Both...... ...... all."

Elder Huo of Gu Anguo has never been able to say that word, but the circles under his eyes have begun to turn red, this result is painful enough, but he can still bear it.

As long as the Battle Spirit Blood Banner is not taken away by the Phantom God Empire.

This is the second time in a hundred years that the warriors of the ancient country have faced such a painful loss when they participated in the Five Nations Conference!

Compared to the calmness of the elders of the three kingdoms of the Phantom God Empire, the Sword Yuan Kingdom, and the Gu'an Kingdom, the elder of the Southern Barbarian Tribe, U Wei, swept his eyes inside and outside the Demon Soul Passage, and his face suddenly changed miserably!

Pounced on it, grabbed the shoulder of the only remaining Southern Barbarian Spirit Warrior's wooden armor, and shook it vigorously.

"What about the others?"

"Where's the water, fire, and golden ape?"

"Where's Dahai?"

A series of questions almost sprayed at the Southern Barbarian Spirit Warrior's wooden armor!

"Elder, they're all dead! Everyone else is dead! Since entering the Demon Soul Battlefield, we have never seen Dahai again, and we have never seen the Water, Fire and Golden Ape again....... Woo woo......."

After saying it in one breath, Mujia, a high-spirited man, actually squatted on the ground and cried.

It's not that the Southern Barbarian Spirit Warrior's wooden armor is weak, more than twenty days ago, the twelve of them entered together, how amazing the momentum was, but now, he was the only one left.

"Impossible, impossible, you are talking nonsense! The water, fire and golden ape are invincible!

This is absolutely impossible, even if there is no water, fire and golden ape, the other ten people have at least forty mid-grade demon beasts of the earth level, which is enough to sweep the martial artists of the two countries, how can it be completely annihilated, how is it possible? ”

Southern Barbarian Elder Uwei roared angrily, and in the roar, his hands unconsciously exerted force, and he actually pinched the shoulders of the Southern Barbarian Spirit Warrior's wooden armor to the point of clicking!

The astonishing movement on the side of the Southern Barbarian Sect, coupled with the fact that the blood light was all collected, and there was no trace of movement in the Demon Soul Battlefield Passage, made the faces of the Elder of the Phantom God Sect Bu Ziqi and the Elder of the Sword Yuan Sect Zou Zhi change miserably!

"Luo Heng, what about the others, what about Lu Zixiong, what about Zheng Shuang, what about Hou Ling?" In a hurry, Zou Zhi, the elder of the Sword Yuan Sect, reported a large list of names.

"Killed, killed!"

"Killed by whom!" Zou Zhi roared angrily.

"Elder, when we came out of the Demon Soul Palace, Senior Brother Lu was gone, and of the ten senior brothers who entered the Demon Soul Palace, only five remained, and then, and then ......"

"And then what's wrong?"

Luo Heng pointed at Ye Zhen in a crying voice, "Then, the warriors of the Black Water Country will start chasing and killing us!" Except for me, the other four senior brothers who came out of the Demon Soul Hall alive were all killed by them! ”

"Kill them all? Killed by them all? ”

"This ...... This ......."

Sword Yuan Sect Elder Zou Zhi's eyes instantly turned red, and a touch of warmth immediately surged into his eyes!

These are all the elites of the Sword Yuan Sect, and now they are ......

The green tendons on his forehead were tangled, bulging, and in an instant, Zou Zhi turned around and roared at Zhong Lijing and Lishi, who had just gathered the nine disciples together.

"You're too vicious, aren't you? actually slaughtered all the disciples of our Sword Yuan Sect, Zhong Wuxian, you old horseman, the old man fought with you! ”

"Vicious?"

Zhong Lijing sneered.

"Ten years ago, who took advantage of the invasion of the Southern Barbarians to kill our 2.3 million border people? Seven years ago, who slaughtered the city because of the death of a true legend? ”

"According to me, if you kill less, you should kill them all!" Lishi snorted coldly.

Suddenly, a trace of ruthlessness emerged from the corner of the mouth of the Seventh Elder Zhong Lijing, "Fang Cai, who said that the martial artists of our Black Water Country are crooked melons and cracked dates?" ”

"Hehe, our crooked melons and cracked dates in the Black Water Country can slaughter all these garbage goods of your Sword Yuan Sect, it is conceivable that the martial artists of your Sword Yuan Sect are not even worthy of crooked melons and cracked dates, they are rubbish at all!"

"That's right, the garbage disciple taught by the garbage elder! It's all fragile rubbish! ”

Lishi and Zhong Lijing sang and drank, and instantly scolded Zou Zhi, the elder of the Sword Yuan Sect, to the point that his face turned black.

Boom!

Zou Zhi's long sword was unsheathed, and the sword light pointed directly at Lishi and Zhong Lijing, "Two old miscellaneous, the tiger is not powerful, and it should be a sick cat!" ”

"Sick cat, you're not worthy, dead cat, right?" Zhong Lijing mocked mercilessly again, secretly, but he made a gesture to prepare for battle at the disciples!

"Elder Zou, don't be impulsive, don't fall for the evil of the thieves of the Blackwater Country!"

The words of Yu Gaobo, another elder of the Sword Yuan Sect, shocked Zou Zhi's face to change greatly!

He was careless, and almost fell into the big pit dug for him by Zhong Lijing and Lishi.

If he is provoked by Zhong Lijing and Lishi, as soon as he makes a move, Lishi and the others can take advantage of the situation to kill them!

Under normal circumstances, three against three, no one on either side can help anyone!

But with the addition of nine disciples, it would be different, not to mention, at this time, the Heishui State had the Battle Soul Blood Banner in hand, and the bonus of two percent of the combat power could definitely eat the Sword Yuan Sect to death!

"Zhong Lijing, Lishi, you are so calculating, you actually want to destroy the old man, hum!" Zou Zhi snorted angrily.

Zhong Lijing and Lishi looked at each other and smiled, and at the same time, their calculations were seen through by that Yu Gaobo.

Ye Zhen secretly said that it was a pity, if there was no Elder Yu, this Zou Zhi might have been fooled, and at that time, the Sword Yuan Sect would be a veritable annihilation.

At this time, the elder of the Illusory God Sect stepped into a strange way, and when he heard the words of the two disciples, his face immediately changed miserably, and even his hands began to tremble!

"Miao Ziming, Li Ji, really....... Is it really just the two of you? ”

"Did you two come out alive?"

"Elder, the two senior brothers, Bu Changxuan and Ma Zhi, didn't come to gather before entering the Demon Soul Palace, they should have died in battle! Ten of us entered the Demon Soul Palace, and in the end, only the two of us came out......"

"Even Luo is shocking......."

Looking at the two disciples who nodded, and then looking at the empty surroundings of the Demon Soul Mountain, the heart of the elder of the Illusory God Sect Bu Ziqi sank hard.

For more than a hundred years, the Phantom God Sect has participated in more than 20 Five Nations Conferences, how could he have suffered such a heavy blow!

The most serious one was only the death of four disciples decades ago!

Now, ten people have been killed!

That's the elite of their Illusory God Sect!

The six-fingered eagle demon Luo is shocking, not to mention, like Bu Changxuan, Ma Zhi, more than two-thirds of the fallen martial artists, they are all quasi-true legends of the Phantom God Sect!

In the next one to five years, two-thirds of the martial artists will be promoted to the Spirit Transformation Realm and become true legends!

But now, they're all dead!

This is definitely a major blow to the Illusory God Sect!

Although it has not reached the point of breaking the muscles and bones, in the next few years, it will definitely make the strength of the Phantom God Sect have an embarrassing break!

With such a heavy blow that was almost wiped out by the entire army, Bu Ziqi no longer knew how to explain to the sect master!

What's even worse is that after paying such a price, the Battle Spirit Blood Banner is not its own.

The same thought rose in the hearts of Zou Zhi, the elder of the Jianyuan Sect, and the elder Wu Wei, the minister of the Southern Barbarians, but the disciples of the sect died tragically to the point that there was only one person left, and the hearts of these two people had begun to drip blood.

Compared to the Illusory God Sect, the tragic death of eleven elite disciples was a heavy blow to the Sword Yuan Sect!

As for the Southern Barbarian Department, Elder Uwei at this time only thought of one word - fatal, fatal!

The twelve Southern Barbarian Spirit Masters, all of them are mid-grade demon servants of the Ground Rank, this is the result of five years of planning and preparation by the Southern Barbarian Department!

The resources in the clan were even more fully supplied, and it was only then that twelve warriors with mid-grade demon servants in the ground level were cultivated.

You must know that in the Southern Barbarian Department, even if it is the Southern Barbarian Spirit Venerable, the demon servant he has is only a mid-level grade! As for the Southern Barbarian Spirit Venerable who has a demon servant like the top-grade water, fire and golden ape on the ground level, it is rare!

"This ...... How do I explain this to the clan......."

After a long time, the elder of the Southern Barbarian Department, Uwei, fell to the ground softly, looking at the ground, almost desperate!

......

A few families are happy and a few are sad.

Compared to the tragic situation of the Phantom God Sect, the Sword Yuan Sect, and the Southern Barbarian Sect, Elder Huo of the Gu An Kingdom was completely balanced in his heart, and the pain of losing six disciples seemed to be not so miserable at this time!

After a few breaths, he took his disciples and set foot on the spirit bird of the sect, and was the first to embark on the road back to China!

"The stakes are high, let's go back quickly!"

Zhong Lijing and Lishi glanced at each other, attracting dark clouds and wind-breaking falcons, and when many warriors stepped on them, they immediately took off!

Phew!

The dark cloud broke the wind falcon with a long roar, and immediately disappeared into the clouds!

On the ground, looking at the departing warriors of the Black Water Country, Sword Yuan Sect Elder Zou Zhi's eyes were sharp, his hands flashed, and several rune lights immediately rose to the sky, heading straight for the Sword Yuan Sect!

.......

"Ladies and gentlemen, our victory in the Battle Soul Blood Banner this time is a holy merit for the whole country and for the benefit of the country, and when the time comes, ......" Soon after the dark cloud broke through the wind and falcon rose into the sky, the third prince Zhu Kun immediately spoke and was about to express something, but his words were interrupted by Lishi steeply.

"We haven't returned to the country for a moment, and the ownership of the Battle Spirit Blood Banner has not been completely landed!" As he spoke, Lishi's eyes looked at Zhong Lijing.

"Elder Zhong?"

"Well, ask for help! We have obtained the Battle Soul Blood Banner, and the people of the Sword Yuan Sect will definitely have trouble sleeping, if they don't make small moves, it will be strange! ”

"Good!"

At the same time, several runes of light flew out from Zhong Lijing and Lishi's hands respectively!