Many of the foreign monks had changed their faces, and if it was true, it meant that they had done useless work.

All the alien monks hurriedly took out the magic weapons in their hands, and confirmed that what the monk had just said that the three qi fortunes were indeed in the East China Sea now, which made all the alien monks look ugly.

They looked at each other, not knowing whether to continue or not, because the three fortunes were indeed not here.

They all looked at the strongest three people here, Zhentian and Demon Moon both frowned, both of them showed hesitation, if it was because of the competition for luck, it would be reasonable to attack the Sanqing faction.

If it weren't for luck, there might be some cause and effect in the future, and the two of them were very jealous of Lin Xiu and the alien race, they had personally experienced Lin Xiu's strength, and there was still a shadow in their hearts now.

The head of the Sanqing Sect had been nervously paying attention to the expressions of the three alien peerless Tianjiao, and seeing the hesitation of Zhentian and Demon Moon, he became even more nervous, because things might change.

Just when he was worried, Jin showed a fierce glint in his eyes, and said coldly: "Don't care about luck first, directly destroy the Sanqing faction, and destroy the hope of the human race." ”

The head of the Sanqing faction thought that there was a turnaround, but he didn't expect this Jin Yi to be so cruel and ruthless that he wanted to destroy the hope of the human race.

This made his eyes crack, but he didn't have the strength to stop it, because he was already so badly injured that he could only drip blood in his heart.

Many alien monks nodded, ready to make a move, and at this moment, all the alien races felt the breath of the East China Sea.

Their reactions were the same as those of the others, their bodies were shaken, their faces were overjoyed, and Zhentian and Demon Moon turned their heads and left.

This is the breath of the Supreme Treasure, and if you go too late, you may not get anything, and they still know very well which is more important than the Treasure and the Three Qing Sects, not to mention that they don't want to make a move.

Seeing the two of them leaving with many of his subordinates, Jin Yi's face was ugly, but he didn't dare to hesitate and rushed towards the East China Sea.

In the blink of an eye, all the alien monks here disappeared, and nothing seemed to have happened except for the injured head of the Sanqing Sect.

All the foreign monks hurried towards the East China Sea, and the head of the Sanqing faction naturally felt this attractive aura, but he forcibly suppressed the desire in his heart, because he knew that the strength of the Sanqing faction was too weak, and he only gave away his head.

Fortunately, the crisis of the Sanqing faction was lifted, although it was unexpectedly lifted, but this was a good thing for the Sanqing faction.

However, since the alien cultivator dared to do this, then he would definitely make another move in the future, and what he was thinking about now was whether to give up the Sanqing Sect's sect station, let the disciples of the Sanqing Sect find a more secret base, or disperse among the ordinary people of the human race to avoid these crises.

Just as he was thinking about it, many disciples in the Sanqing Sect came out and helped the head of the Sanqing Sect up.

"Master!"

The disciples couldn't go on, they all saw the performance of the head of the Sanqing faction just now, even if they lowered their heads and were humiliated, they wanted to save their disciples.

The head of the Sanqing faction waved his hand: "I'm fine, let's go back!" ”

The only surviving elder of the Sanqing Sect sighed: "Master of the Sect, why don't we disband the Sanqing Sect!" ”

All the disciples were shocked, and looked at this elder in disbelief, the meaning of disbanding the Sanqing faction is too clear to them, from now on there will be no Sanqing faction in the world, if anyone dares to give such an order, it is a sinner of the Sanqing faction, and he will have no shame to face the ancestors and ancestors of the Sanqing faction.

The head of the Sanqing faction was silent for a while, because he also had such thoughts, but he was very entangled, if the Sanqing faction was disbanded, he would be the sinner of the Sanqing faction through the ages, if the Sanqing faction was not disbanded, these disciples of the Sanqing faction would probably be finished next time.

The elder said: "We can dissolve it openly, but we don't really disband the Three Qing Sect, just let the disciples scatter and hide, so that once something goes wrong, there will be no group annihilation." ”

Although he said this, everyone knew very well that it was too difficult.

Not to mention the strength of these disciples of the Three Qing Sect, there is still a glimmer of life when they are together, and once they meet a foreign monk, they will not have any chance.

Moreover, now the situation of the Terran monks is clear to everyone, the Sanqing faction has been disbanded, and it will be far away to gather again, maybe decades, or hundreds of years.

By that time, how many of the disciples of the Sanqing Sect are still alive in the world, and how many are willing to return, and that kind of Sanqing Sect may really perish.

After being silent for a moment, the head of the Sanqing faction nodded: "Okay, let me be this eternal sinner, and the Sanqing faction will be disbanded!" ”

"Master, no!" Some disciples wept bitterly.

"Master, we'd rather live and die with the sect than leave the Sanqing faction."

All the disciples shouted, which showed their determination, and the eyes of the head of the Sanqing Sect swept over the disciples, and they were very helpless in their hearts.

It's a good thing to have determination, but they really have too much gap with the alien monks, and a random group of alien monks may let the Sanqing faction perish, and he may not be an opponent as the leader.

"I've made up my mind, don't say it again!"

All the disciples showed unwillingness in their eyes, but when they saw that the head was angry, they didn't dare to say anything, so they could only passively accept this reality.

Returning to the Sanqing faction, the head of the Sanqing faction immediately issued an order to dissolve the Sanqing faction: "The Sanqing faction will be left by me and the elders, and all the disciples will leave the Sanqing faction from now on, find a place to hide by themselves, and if there is no call from the Sanqing faction, they will not be allowed to show up and return." ”

This order is equivalent to expelling all the disciples of the Sanqing Sect from the sect, and the remaining disciples of the Sanqing Sect can only sigh helplessly when they see that the matter has come to this point, and begin to pack their bags.

I don't know when I will come back, maybe decades later, or maybe I won't have a chance in a lifetime.

A day later, the disciples of the Sanqing Sect had already finished, and they had to take advantage of the safe period when the foreign monks were all looking for the Supreme Treasure, and quickly leave and hide, so the danger was even lower.

At this moment, there are only a few lonely figures left within the Sanqing faction, the head of the Sanqing faction, the only surviving elder, Senior Li, who is dying, and sisters Lu Fenger and Lu Qiaoer, who take care of Senior Li.

The huge Sanqing faction suddenly lost its life, like an old man in his twilight years.

Senior Li also persuaded Lu Fenger and Lu Qiaoer to leave, but the two daughters were very stubborn, they were unwilling to leave, and they had to take care of Senior Li.

Even if the two leave, they will also send Senior Li to the end, and they will not leave until Senior Li really dies.

Zhuo Yun didn't know anything about what was happening to the Sanqing Sect, and the three of them had already rushed to an island in the depths of the East China Sea at this moment.

It's a pretty large island, and it seems to be self-contained, with mountains, flowing water, dense forests, and valleys, and it's a good place if not isolated from the rest of the world.

Chunyang Zhenren is really good at picking a place, and he actually set the small world in such a place, of course, it may not be set by him, or it may be that the small world fluttered by itself and came to this place.

Because they don't know what the carrier of the small world is, maybe it is a drop of water, or it may be a speck of dust, everything is possible, what it was in the beginning, I'm afraid only the pure yang real person Lu Dongbin knows.

The three of them stepped on the island, and at a glance, they saw a huge crack in the air of the island, and the crack was exuding a rich aura, including the aura of the treasure.

In addition to this aura, there were also traces of chaos left on the entire island, and many demon beasts gathered under the cracks, staring at the cracks above with obsessive looks in their eyes.

It's just that the crack is in mid-air, and the demon beasts that don't have enough strength or can't fly may have no chance, because they can't get close to the crack at all.

In this way, a large number of demon beasts have been eliminated invisibly, and only a small number of demon beasts that can fly and have enough strength realm to be able to control the sky can enter.

Around the island, from time to time, a sea monster appeared, rushing towards the crack, as if it wanted to enter the crack.

It's a pity that most of the demon beasts are not strong enough, only a few of the demon beasts have enough strength, kick under their feet, fly up, and enter the small world in the crack.

Zhuo Yun and the three of them glanced at each other, even if only a few could enter, but there were not a few demon beasts that had already entered, after all, the base was too large.

The treasure aura of the small world may attract all the demon beasts of the entire East China Sea, and there is also a steady stream of demon beasts rushing over, and this number has been increasing.

I only hope that their speculation is correct, and there is a test left by the pure yang real person in the small world, so that the latecomers will have a chance, otherwise once the treasure is taken away, it will be troublesome to find it again.

Arcana does not hide its aura on its own, but once it falls into the hands of high-level demon beasts and monks, they can hide it.

If it is a treasure psychic, and it recognizes a certain demon beast or a certain monk, it will be troublesome to take it away.

Just as the three of them were about to enter the small world through the crack, an earth-shattering roar sounded on the sea, and the entire sea surface rolled up, as if it had experienced a major storm of more than ten levels.

A dragon five or six meters long flew up from the sea and landed on the island, it glanced at the many demon beasts surrounding the crack, and its eyes showed disdain.

These demon beasts surrounded by cracks are all low-level demon beasts, and Jiaolong, as a high-level demon beast, naturally can't see it.

As if it felt that these demon beasts were an eyesore, it flicked its tail violently and whipped at many demon beasts, like a terrifying long whip.

Many demon beasts didn't expect Jiaolong to suddenly attack, they wanted to scatter and flee, but they were Jiaolong's opponents, the level strength was too poor, and there was no possibility of dodging at all.

The huge dragon tail smashed on several demon beasts, and instantly smashed these demon beasts into meat paste, and the dragon's tail shook left and right again, and more than ten demon beasts turned into meat paste.

The aftermath of the dragon's tail flicking swept away the monster beasts that were close, and many monsters were shocked, but they also felt the suppression of their bloodline and strength.

Although the treasure was tempted, in the face of death, these demon beasts still scattered and fled, and they fled without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Jiaolong let out a dragon groan with satisfaction, its body trembled, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a middle-aged man in green clothes, who looked to be thirty or forty years old.