Mingyue put the corpse of Bei Mo into the storage ring, and in silence, she walked into the formation with the disciples of the Baquan Sect, and after a flash of light, everyone in the tomb disappeared. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Outside the ancient ruins, the elders of the various sects were stationed there, looking inside from time to time, and while their hearts were nervous, they kept praying that the disciples of their sects would be safe and sound.

The elders of those small sects are worried, but sects like the Baquan Sect, the Han Sect and the Chi Yuan Sect have no worries about this, every disciple who enters the ancient ruins is the elite of the elites in the sect, and they will also have some care for each other, even if the teleportation array in the ancient ruins scatters them in the four corners, but the same is true for other sects, unless it is unlucky, the disciples of a certain sect who teleport to a certain place are not strong, and they happen to meet the top Tianjiao of other sects, otherwise there will definitely be no big problems。

Waiting outside for boredom, some of the elders were already talking to each other.

"I said Elder Six-Fingered, you have an old face, do you want your Tyrant Fist Sect to come out alive on the first day of the Sect, or do you want to die inside?"

Bei Mo is Tianjiao, who has only risen in recent years, and it is precisely because of his existence that the Baquan Sect can barely be compared with the Hanmen in terms of the quality of Tianjiao, but no matter how strong the Bei Mo is, it is only the ability to fight alone, if it encounters the formation of the disciples of the Han Sect, it can only be helpless, let alone encounter the Shenlai pen and simplicity, these two Binglu Twins are so powerful that even the elders in the sect are shocked!

"You don't have to worry about the affairs of our Tyrant Fist Sect. Six Fingers snorted coldly.

He is actually very entangled in his heart, just like Zhiyuan said, he wants Bei Mo to live, but he also doesn't want him to live, this kind of contradictory psychology is okay without saying it, once it is broken, it immediately makes him a little annoyed and angry.

However, after all, Six Fingers has lived for hundreds of years, and his face is extremely thick, even if he is unhappy in his heart, he does not show much on the surface, but says the opposite: "But I think that your Hanmen's Tianjiao is in a downward trend, and it may not be long before it will be surpassed by our Hegemony Fist Sect." ”

"How can you see it?" said Zhi Yuanfang's eyes narrowed.

"Even a god pen with such an ugly appearance can be regarded as the first day of pride in your poor family, doesn't this mean that you have no good seedlings in your cold family?"

"You fart, it's ugly, but his strength is undoubted! If he joins forces with Chun Pu, even you can't get any bargain!"

"Heh, that's really funny, no matter how strong the pen is, after all, it's just a disciple of the foundation building period, I, as an elder, and the Great Perfection of the Jindan period, how can I bully the small with the big and make a move on the junior?

Zhiyuanfang's strength is the peak level of the Jindan period, one level lower than the six fingers, naturally he is not his opponent, he can only pretend not to hear it, but he secretly thinks in his heart, God comes to the pen, you must give Hanmen a long face!

Just as he was thinking about it, all the elders sensed it and raised their heads one after another.

"There are fluctuations in the formation, and the disciples are coming out!"

"Haha, my disciples from the Dengzong sect are the first to come out! Tell me, what have you gained in it?"

"Our disciples from the Swift Movement Sect have also come out!

In the voices of the elders, the disciples of each sect walked out one after another, Hanmen and Baquan Sect one after the other, and when Six Fingers saw the disciples of Baquan Sect, their faces were happy at first, but then, their brows furrowed: "What about Beimo? Where have the others gone, why are there only a few of you?"

Wufeng gritted his teeth and told the six fingers what happened in the ancient ruins, just at this time, Qingfeng came out from the inside with the black and white who was unconscious, and said the aggressive things of the divine pen, after hearing this, the face changed from surprise to anger, and then to unwillingness.

Although he said before entering the ancient ruins, life and death in the ancient ruins are up to heaven, and his strength is not as good as that of people being killed, he can only blame himself for not practicing weekdays, but on the first day, Jiao was killed, and on the third day, Jiao took the Exciting Spirit Pill again, and he had to fall into a coma for up to three months, and on the fourth day, Jiao broke into battle and died, which still made him feel painful!

These days are all the heritage of the Baquan Sect!

How many pills and spirit stones did the Baquan Sect spend on cultivating these disciples?

What's more, like the Northern Desert, there is no one in the Eight Poles, these top Tianjiao are dead, what strength do they have to compete with the cold in the future?

Originally, because Bei Mo had mastered the Overlord Fist, the Baquan Sect was still confident and ready to participate in a competition in a few years after a long absence, but now, everything has become necessary!

The treasures obtained in the ancient ruins were all taken away by the cold gate, and the death and injury of Tianjiao's death, I knew that this was the case, so it was better not to participate in this ancient ruins trial in the first place!

But it's useless to say anything now, not only the Baquan Sect, but also the Hanmen suffered heavy losses this time, Tianjiao Chunpu, who ranked second, and Tianjiaoguang, who ranked fifth, died, and Shenlaibi gained the most in the eyes of outsiders, but only Yingfeng knew that he was the one who suffered the most losses.

His body was taken away, and the person he loved the most used cold and cold in front of him in order to save him......

After the disciples of the various sects gathered, each elder had more or less heard everything that the disciples had experienced in the ancient ruins, compared to the flesh pain of the big sects, but the small sects seemed very calm, not that their disciples did not suffer many casualties, nor that they had strong endurance, but that they knew that the strength of their sect was not as good as that of the Hanmen and the Baquan Sect, and they did not intend to let the disciples obtain any treasures by participating in this ancient ruins trial, but only hoped that they had experienced life and death, and could make their strength go further.

What the elders didn't know was that in fact, everyone who survived more or less picked up some treasures in the tomb, they took the left side of the road, and the only thing that blocked them was the endless wall, and there was no danger otherwise, although there was a dispute when the treasure was found, but then everyone worked together to resist the wall, and this dispute has disappeared, but later because the wall became more and more difficult to break, and the words spoken by Eagle Peak were too shocking, they forgot about this stubble.

The black mouth in the sky suddenly twisted, shrinking little by little under the gaze of everyone, until it disappeared completely, and everyone knew in their hearts that the ancient ruins trial was officially over.

Everyone was sad, happy, or happy, but no matter what emotions they had in their hearts, the scene was as silent as death, and everyone bowed to the black mouth to pay tribute to the disciples of their respective sects who died in the ancient ruins.