"You..."Long Yuan was a little helpless, although he had expected it, but the current situation was completely different from the previous one, at least this catastrophe was not only destroying a sect, but it was more likely that they would be implicated, which was the last thing he wanted to see. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Just when the young man wanted to hug Long Yuan's thigh, several figures quickly pushed the door in, they had been listening to the things in the room all the time, but no one pushed them away, and no one disturbed the conversation between the two people.

Because, for them, this West Lions Gate is their home, their shelter.

"Patriarch, a few of us have been thinking about it for a long time, and we are just like our junior brothers, don't leave!"

"Yes, if you don't go, we won't leave if we kill us, where the patriarch goes, we will go!"

"Big and small things have passed, and it is not bad at this time, we believe that it will be able to pass. ”

Several young disciples knelt on their knees, staring at the middle-aged man's somewhat vicissitudes of life, since they came to this West Lion Gate, the middle-aged man has given them the same gentleness and care as a father treats his children, and even their cultivation has given them a lot of guidance, without him, there would be no where they are now.

People are people, monsters are monsters, a person stays in a place for a long time, and he will have feelings for this place, but monsters are different, no matter how long the time is, for it is just a place to hunt.

Looking at the resoluteness on the faces of these young disciples, Long Yuan's heart was moved, and he wanted to rely on Jiang Chen to get through this level, but Jiang Chen didn't wake up, and the spiritual power in his body didn't recover much, even if he woke up, he would just suppress it at most, and after a long time, he would have to rely on himself after all!

"Okay, good, worthy of being a disciple of my Western Lion Sect, worthy of being my good disciple! Today, our Western Lion Sect will have a showdown with those so-called sects, let's see who is strong and who is weak!" Long Yuan said in a deep voice.

"Good!" in front of him, the disciples shouted in response, each of them had a fire burning in their eyes, and each of them had a spark in their eyes that no one else had, it was their hard work, it was their hard work to protect their homeland!

Suddenly, a young man ran into the wooden house with his headband, his sweat-soaked clothes were a little clinging to his skin, and his voice trembled so that it was difficult to slow down for a while.

"What's wrong?" Looking at the young man, Long Yuan was shocked.

"Oh no, patriarch, they, they're here, the people of the three sects are about to arrive at our gate, the senior brothers and junior brothers are a little unbearable, you go quickly." The young man said anxiously.

"Whoosh!"

A rapid whistling sound flashed in front of several people, and when they turned around, there was still the existence of the dragon source in front of them, and only the slightest residual spiritual power fluctuation in the air was still displayed.

"What a speed...," exclaimed a young disciple.

Another young disciple looked at the young man's exclamation with a slightly ambiguous gaze, "Actually, the patriarch already has the strength to reach the Tianzun realm, but he has never been able to break through, today, it is our last battle, everyone, follow the patriarch, go up together!"

"Okay!" many young disciples said in unison and rushed out of the door one after another.

At the moment when they walked out of the wooden door, Jiang Chen, who was lying on the bed, suddenly moved, his glass-like eyes slowly opened, and the essence in his eyes flashed.

Staring around, the injuries on his body were slowly recovering with the integration of the medicinal effect little by little, and with a slight movement of his fingers, the spiritual power contained in the air was concentrated in his body like a spring of spring water, and integrated into the dantian.

He had already woken up a day ago, but he didn't know where this was, and he couldn't sense the situation around him, but now it was different, and he heard all the conversations between Long Yuan and those young disciples.

The catastrophe of a sect should have been a bird collapse and dispersion, but now it is the patriarch and disciples of this sect who share the same hatred and work together to deal with the enemy.

This alone is what he Jiang Chen admires and admires.

But there is no strength in the body, no matter how much they work together, it is just a few more corpses.

This patriarch probably also thought of this matter, so he wanted to dismiss all the disciples, at least these disciples could still live.

"What a patriarch. Jiang Chen laughed, and when he just wanted to get out of bed, he was shocked to find that one of his legs was directly suspended, and his body couldn't twist, let alone get out of bed.

"This..."

I couldn't cry or laugh in my heart, the injury had already healed by seven or eight points, but the spiritual power had not yet recovered half of its original strength, but this spiritual power was enough to deal with those little minions.

Outside the gate of the West Lion Gate, the sect disciples of the three major sects stood impressively in front of the stone steps, and each patriarch looked at the dozen or so emaciated young disciples in front of the West Lion Gate with a slight smile, each disciple's strength was not as strong as the weakest in their sect, so that it deserved to be the name of the weakest sect in the Great War Holy Land.

"Patriarch Tiancang, it's rare for me to come out and move my muscles, so thank you so much. A middle-aged man in a brown robe chuckled.

Tiancang pouted his hand, "With you, the Tang Tiger Patriarch, the West Lion Gate can be wiped out in an instant." ”

"Hahaha. Patriarch Tang Hu laughed a few times, the smug look in his eyes became even stronger, he glanced at the dozen or so disciples of the Western Lion Sect, shook his head and said: "It's a pity that these dozen lives have been lost, and the weakest people here are all more powerful than them, I don't know how many times." ”

"It seems that Patriarch Tang Hu is very confident. Beside the two patriarchs, a middle-aged man in black short-sleeved clothes exuding a strange aura smiled and said.

"Oh, the black old man is bound to win. Patriarch Tang Hu chuckled.

"That's, I just didn't expect that this small sect would be destroyed so soon, and in the future, there will be no more sects like the West Lion Gate in this Great War Holy Land. Hei Lao smiled.

Tiancang stepped forward and glanced inside the gate, the strength of the two patriarchs beside him was much stronger than him, if it weren't for the existence of this Western Lion Gate, otherwise, he would have become the weakest sect.

He Taiyuan Gate has the shortest time to create a sect, and it is also the time when it is most necessary to annex other sects, and the West Lion Gate has naturally become the target of his annexation, especially the back mountain owned by the West Lion Gate, which has a wide range of resources, and it is also what he wants the most.