Luo Liuyun was just silent for a few breaths, and then nodded and said, "Okay!

Being able to become a master of a class is not just based on talent. Luo Liuyun just thought about it and already understood that in the current situation, cooperation is beneficial to both sides, and division is harmful to both sides.

In the case that their spiritual power was forced to seal and their strength was not one in ten, if they really encountered a group of barbarians who did not rely on spiritual power at all in this vast desert, they were afraid that they would either be beaten to death, or a lot of spiritual power would attract the "Samadhi True Flame" under the desert and burn themselves alive.

In this situation, if you take care of the little grievances in the past, it is not nonsense, but death.

"Elder Luo is really an understanding person. The Ninth Elder stretched out a hand, "Then high-five the oath, and wait for all the grievances to come out of this desert." ”

"Okay!" Luo Liuyun didn't hesitate.

After the two of them slapped three palms in the air, Elder Nine spoke: "Then take this as a meeting point, let's go over there, Elder Luo, you go to the other side, everyone gather as many fellow Daoists as possible first, and then discuss the next step, how about it?"

Luo Liuyun nodded: "Right now, I can only do this first." ”

Immediately, the three elders of the Yushan Sect and the four people of the Taiyi Sect went against each other, one on the left and one on the right, and each went to contact their fellow sects from other sects in the direction of travel.

And just as they began to gather their people and reunite, a team of more than a dozen people, all dressed as disciples of the Savage Temple, was walking on this great desert in the direction they had distinguished.

If, looking down from a high place, you will find that in the direction that the two Savage Temple disciples are advancing, thousands of miles away, one east and one west, the four elders of the Taiyi Sect and the three elders of the Yushan Sect are separating and walking in their own direction.

If nothing else, either the two sides will miss out on the two sides before the seven elders have combined enough strength to return to this assembly point, or there will be a possibility at this assembly point that the Nine Elders have just described.

The elders of the major factions whose spiritual power was forced to self-ban their spiritual power were confronted by the people who went to the Barbarian Temple.

It's just that at this moment, whether it is the disciples of this group of Barbarian Temples or the elders of the two factions who are running to unite the forces of the same way, they will not know that a choice of fate has actually begun invisibly.

They didn't even know that on the edge of this great desert, the young disciples of various sects were already facing off against the many disciples of the Savage Temple.

These young Fangwai monks are the backbone of the younger generation in their respective divisions, in order to let them go through a big tempering for the last time before the start of this "World's First Martial Arts Conference", and then they will be brought to compete for the "Barbarian God Treasure".

It's just that no one thought that things started at the moment when Canglan River activated the treasure house, and it had gone to the unpredictable side, completely out of the trajectory they originally expected.

At this moment, the distance between the two sides was fifty or sixty zhang, and the atmosphere was tense, but there was no real outbreak.

In terms of the number of people, the side of the various sects is almost ten times that of the Barbarian Temple.

It's just that in terms of strength, among the young disciples of these major sects, there are no Luo Wuru, Si Nanhuang, Dongfang Wuji, Chu Yunhao, Wan Jingshan, Gong Tianzhuo, Ge Du, Xiao Yuanshan, Taishi Qingshan, and Linghu Fei...... These outstanding, even those who are a little inferior, such as Jia Houwei, Yao Jixing, and Wang Menglong, have also been separated, and they are obviously a notch weaker than the disciples of the Barbarian Temple.

This gap may not be bridged by the number of people.

It's just that on the side of the Barbarian Temple, this fatal flaw of the alliance of the various sects has not yet been discovered, seeing that the number of the other party is several times that of their own, and they are afraid of the existence of Gong Tianzhuo and Taishi Qingshan, so they did not dare to take the initiative for a while, and the situation was stalemate.

It's just that no one can predict how long this stalemate can last.

Perhaps, with just a little spark, it can detonate thousands of people on both sides and turn this place into a bloody Shura field.

On the other side of the Great Desert, in a historic site that has been dilapidated in appearance, Luo Wuru of the Taiyi Sect, Di Jingfei of the Qingyun Sect, Jian Nantian of the Sun Moon Sword Sect, and Murong Zhengde of the Lang Evil Valley are respectively in the four directions of the ancient monument, southeast, northwest and northwest, marching cautiously and vigilantly.

The four of them were also brought here by the white pillar of light, but as soon as they woke up, they found themselves in the midst of this grand monument.

The four of them are all in their respective sects, with the identity of core seed disciples, and have the qualifications to compete for the position of the next head of the sect, whether it is strength or mentality, all of them are the best among the people, and they immediately realized that they may have been in the "Barbarian God Treasure".

Some dilapidated monuments around them seem to be helping them to support this speculation.

So, while maintaining absolute vigilance, the four of them followed the broken road in front of them, although they were in four directions, they were all getting closer to the middle.

The four of them couldn't see each other's existence, but the puppet sect old demon who entered the glorious temple saw every step of the four of them clearly through the mirrors on the wall, and even the expressions on the faces of the four of them were clear and clear.

Moreover, it was not only Luo Wuru, Di Jingfei, Jian Nantian, and Murong Zhengde, but also the elders of the various sects in the Great Desert, the team of Barbarian Temples that were heading towards their assembly point, and the thousands of people on the other side of the Great Desert Sand, who were facing each other, and could turn into an uncontrolled life-and-death battle at any time.

These images, without exception, were constantly reflected in the mirrors that hung on the wall in front of him, and fell into his eyes.

This old demon of the puppet sect is bright in his heart, these people are just "Gu worms" in the eyes of the Yan King, before the last "Gu King" appears, whether they live or die, survive or die, they will not be taken into the eyes of this powerful barbarian, no, the powerful person of the Jiuli clan.

Take people as Gu, raise Gu and choose disciples!

Just thinking of this, this puppet sect old demon who treats human life as a mustard and has always been bloody and murderous, can't help but shudder, and his heart has a servile nature of absolute surrender to that majestic figure.

"It's just that I don't know where the other eight people went, why can't I find any trace of those eight people on these mirrors?" Looking at the gray mirrors on all eight sides, he muttered to himself, and then shook his head again, "Forget it, for Senior Yan, these eight people are just eight Gu worms that temporarily ran out of the 'container', and for the ending, it is insignificant after all." ”