"This time, it will be the secret realm of Da Luo and Da Yan opened at the same time, including the disciples of large and small sects and scattered cultivators tens of thousands of miles away from all directions, not only limited to my eighteen sects and evil sects!"

"The so-called incompatibility between good and evil is really puzzling."

"Actually, it's not difficult to understand, after all, Da Luo and Da Yan belong to the same medieval era, they have not been born for 6,000 years, the time is too far away, everyone present has never seen it, who can tell what happened back then?"

Xuantian Sword Sect.

The sky is as blue as washing, the clouds and mist between the peaks, the spirit grass is rare everywhere, especially the Xuantian Peak, the other seventeen sect masters, masters and elders of all parties are waiting for the results of the secret realm, there are many guests, the sect in order to highlight the hospitality and the face of the sect, the disciples must be neatly robed, the supply must be complete, the spirit treasure must be full of flowers, and even the spirit beasts are more lively than before.

In the Xuantian Hall, dozens of masters such as the sect masters of each sect sat cross-legged, drinking tea and chatting, and their tone was relaxed and freehand, but if they looked closely, it was not difficult to find the anxiety and worry looming on everyone's faces.

It's been nine days!

Except for Jiang Yuwei, Li Sijun and other Xuantian Sword Sect disciples and a few disciples of each sect who returned a few days ago, narrated some things in the secret realm, and gave everyone some bottom, most of the disciples still have no news, and there is no way to know what the test will be in the secret realm.

This time the secret realm is afraid that with the method of heaven and earth great array and reincarnation transformation, take the initiative to "capture" all the elite disciples from the Yin Void Realm to the Lingtai Realm, frankly speaking, the backbone of the eighteen sects, genius disciples and future hopes have all been "captured", once the loss is too great, not to mention what form Da Luo will return, the eighteen sects will instantly become a third-rate small sect.

Just imagine, there is only a group of old guys left in the entire great sect with a group of earth immortals and below disciples, what the hell has become of?

Especially the outside world has changed greatly, and these days there are endless masters of the gods, Hun Yuan Xu, the five decays of heaven and man, and the masters of the Yuan Pole have come in different forms, and there are several quasi-saints.

It is said that there are also saints in Linfan, and the imperial realm sits in the Middle Ages and ancient holy places!

Although it is just gossip from outside, it is difficult to distinguish between true and false, but it is enough to make people feel anxious.

Now the whole world is changing, the martial immortal masters are like clouds, but the future of the sect is worrying, and most of the disciples have no news......

"It is said that the Bauhinia Holy Land, Taichong Holy Land, Baixiao Tower, Huangquan Sect and other forces recorded in the Middle Ages and Ancient Secret Texts have appeared......"

Lingyun Sect Sect Leader Li Wuxie stroked his beard boredly, and suddenly said: "The Lingtai Realm and the Hun Yuan Void Realm are no longer valuable, Da Luo is not out, and the Eighteen Sects are no longer the top forces, this is really a change that has never been seen in thousands of years."

"I'm afraid there will be a lot of strife!"

Haotian Sect Master Shen Wumen had no beard on his round face, like a white middle-aged scholar, and said with a smile: "However, the old man feels that danger must coexist with chance!"

"Oh?"

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Shen Wumen was a little unkind to see this person, his face was uncomfortable, but he still said: "You might as well change your mind, this heaven and man five decays, Yuan Ji, saints, and the emperor are coming, the changes in heaven and earth are too great, which makes people panic, but the corresponding ancient, medieval, and ancient treasures, secret methods, and martial arts supernatural powers will also emerge in endlessly, this is what heaven and earth should be, if there is a chosen person, the way of fortune is prosperous, I am afraid that in a hundred years, I can become famous, and the martial realm will advance by leaps and bounds, and the extraordinary will be holy."

"That's right!"

The Lord of the Cloud Sea Xuanyuan Linghai, the abbot of the Leiyin Temple, Master Sumeru and others all bowed their heads in agreement.

Yun Huayin said in a solemn voice: "But the premise is that our own disciples have to come back, otherwise we rely on a group of old guys to go out?" I'm afraid that the sect of thousands of years is about to break up, what kind of future is it? ”

Shen Wumen's face was ugly, and he said angrily: "Who is not in a hurry? Are you the Yun Sect Master worried? Isn't this idle chatter? ”

Yun Hua snorted: "This sect master said something wrong?"

"You're right!"

On the main seat, Dao Zhen, who had been silent, said: "According to the inheritance of the Daluo Secret Realm, nine is the ultimate, today is the ninth day, I am afraid that the dust will settle, and there is news in the secret realm."

The sect master elders looked at each other and raised a bit of spirit, Lingyun Sect Leader Li Wuxiu said: "Brother Dao is right, this inheritance tests talent, comprehension and realm means, my disciples Wu Yingyue and Zhang Jiuying are outstanding and smart, I am afraid that there is a possibility of coming out on top!"

Shen Wumen said with a smile: "Wu Wuyi, I want to compete with Sect Master Li, my Haotian Sect disciples Chen Changsheng and Xie Wujiang are both first-class geniuses, their talents are no worse than those of your sect's disciples, and their abilities and means are first-class, so I'm afraid that they will not be too much!"

Zhuxian Great Sect advocated Baguio chuckled: "My disciples are flying, one person is enough!"

"My disciple Simon blows the rain as well!" The Confucian Immortal Pavilion Pavilion Master Sect Laoqiu, who had been silent, said with a beard.

The sect masters did not want to be left behind, and they expressed their attitudes one after another, and even the sect masters of the lower nine sects also interjected a few words.

This martial arts sect has never disliked the statement that its disciples have poor qualifications, and you can refer to Liu Qingfeng.

After speaking, the sect masters looked at Dao Zhen and asked, "I don't know what the sect master thinks?"

Dao Zhen's mean face was full of a kind smile, and he said, "My disciples Bai Zong, Ye Liang, Shen Huansha and others will never be left behind."

Everyone looked at each other and laughed.

Liu Qingfeng, who was sitting at the bottom of Dao Zhen, glanced at everyone lightly and said, "My disciple Xin Zhuo alone is enough to tyrannize your subordinates!"

His words have no other meaning, that is, he is simply not used to seeing the faces of the sect masters, my disciple Xin Zhuo and the eighteen sects are kind, why is no one mentioning it?

The hall was silent.

After a while, Yun Huacai smiled softly: "Elder Liu is confident, but you should always know what your juniors Jiang Yuwei, Li Siwei and other juniors said when they returned, the secret realm talks about talent, and those with outstanding talent are the best to enter, what kind of talent is Xin Zhuo?"

Xin Zhuo is a mortal, and the eighteen sects are all known!

In the face of many things, everyone will suffer a big loss.

"That's true!"

"We don't mean to underestimate Xin Xiaoyou, it's just that this talent, Xin Xiaoyou is afraid that it will be very difficult!"

The sect masters looked at each other and smiled.

Liu Qingfeng waved his sleeves and said coldly: "Let's watch!"

Shen Wumen sneered: "It's okay to watch it eight times, Brother Liu is really in a daze!"

As soon as the words fell, eighty or ninety figures suddenly appeared strangely outside the door, all of them covered in bruises, and their breath was depressed.

It is Nangong Wentian, Zhang Jiuying, Helian Xuan, Baihua Fengyun, Su Liuli and other disciples of various sects.

This scene had already been experienced by the sect masters when Jiang Yuwei and the others returned, and they did not hesitate, their figures flashed, and they all arrived outside the hall.

Glancing around, a group of elders were just about to ask questions, and they found that Wu Yingyue, Chen Changsheng, Xiao Luban and Kudu were one step slower, and appeared like they were seriously injured and dying.

In front of the entire main hall, the elders of the various sects, the masters of all parties, and a group of juniors who had returned from the forbidden land looked at each other, speechless for a short time.

Because there were thousands of people when they went, and when they returned, there were only such pitiful people, the former didn't know where to ask, and the latter experienced countless lives and deaths and were slaughtered, and he still had palpitations and was too lazy to speak.

After a while, Dao Zhen brushed his head and comforted: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back!"

The voice changed: "What about the others?"

Nangong Wentian and a group of disciples gritted their teeth and clenched their fists and said, "Except for the disciples and others, everyone else is dead!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the group of sect masters couldn't help but turn pale, and their bodies shook a few times.

Death?

Are the casualties so heavy?

The Great Sect of Zhuxian asked Baguio urgently, "What about my disciple flying here?"

No one spoke.

Zhang Biyao said angrily: "I'm asking!"

Zhang Jiuying had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "It's dead!"

(End of chapter)