Sixteen chiefs and deputy heads, plus eighty elders, are all here!
They are the top forces of the eight sects, and those with the lowest cultivation level are all at the second level of Emperor Senior Realm.
"Head!"
"You said you wanted to tell us the truth. What truth is it?" Bai Yuquan stared at his boss and asked sincerely: "Do you want to replace us and let others die in our place?"
"Master, let others take our place..." Qingjian looked hard, stared at Master Liangyue, and said sincerely: "But others will die too, why don't we follow Ye Chen and rebel together!"
"Anyway, ancestor Han Yun has already joined Ye Chen's camp!"
"Master!" Ruohan looked at his master, his smart eyes glowed with sincerity, and shouted: "Master, please rebel. Ye Chen has already set up the banner to fight against the Blood Spirit Clan, we will follow
That’s good!”
"Master, what is the answer you want to give us?"
"Master, let's rebel together!"
"Master, find those people to replace us. I don't want to die!"
"Head..."
…
All the disciples were staring at the master not far away with their hands behind their backs and shouting.
I saw that sixteen chief and deputy heads, headed by Head Liangyue, suddenly descended and surrounded all the disciples in the center, as did the other eighty elders. Their expressions were cold, without any emotion at all, and each held a hand in his hand.
arms.
Leader Liang Yue looked at his disciples Qing Jian and Qing Lirong, with cold expressions and a cold aura lingering all over their bodies, and said: "We have a plan, and our plan is to capture you and sacrifice them to the Blood Spirit
Clan!"
The next moment, she suddenly changed her face and shouted: "Do it!"
In an instant!
Sixteen chiefs and deputy heads took out a round of golden ropes, exuding great spiritual power, as if they were all seventh-grade spiritual weapons!
They threw the golden ropes at the same time, and the ropes fell into the hands of the people on the opposite side, crossing each other to form a large dragnet formation, trapping all the disciples in the center!
Immediately, the eighty elders waved their weapons and shot two rays of light to the left and right!
One hundred and sixty rays of light are connected with each other to form a large formation, trapping everyone inside and ensuring that no disciple can escape!
"Master, how could you do this!"
Just as Qing Jian was about to go out, his chest touched the golden rope and he was instantly shocked and blood spurted out.
He reluctantly stood up relying on his sword, looked down at the leaders in front of him, and suddenly felt a sense of strangeness!
Is this his own boss?
This is the leader who usually regards himself as his own, elders?
In order to survive, you actually want to capture us and sacrifice us to the Blood Spirit Tribe?
"Master, what do you mean?"
"Master Head, what are you doing?"
"Head..."
"Elder..."
"Uncle Master..."
…
For a time, more than a hundred disciples all looked horrified.
He never expected that his master and elders, who used to cherish him, would actually set up a trap to trap him.
What is this going to do?
It seems like it’s because we know about the Blood Spirit Tribe!
Afraid that we don’t want to die at the hands of the Blood Spirit Tribe?
So when you just came here, you just set up a formation to capture us and sacrifice us to the Blood Spirit Tribe?
Qing Lilong looked at everything in front of her in shock, but she still didn't raise the long green sword in her hand. She stared at the leader of Liangyue and asked: "Master, you usually treat me like your own daughter. Now,
You want to survive for yourself, but you want me to die?"
"Hahaha!"
Head Liangyue sneered a few times, looked at Qing Lilong coldly, and said in a cold voice: "Disciple, I regard you as my own daughter. Originally I didn't want to sacrifice you to the Blood Spirit Clan, but now you know
This is the case!”
"I don't dare to bet. I don't dare to bet that you will just surrender and die!"
"So, for the sake of our teacher, for the Qingtian Sect, and for everyone, we choose to take you down directly!"
"There's no need to feel sad. People will die eventually. It's better to die at the hands of the Blood Spirit tribe than to harm the rest of us. Let's die together with you!"
"Uncle Master!" Qing Jian's veins exploded with anger and hatred. He pointed his sword at Master Liang Yue and said angrily: "My family has done you great favors. Is this how you repay the favor?"
He roared hoarsely: "You want us to die for your own life?"
"Yes, people must die, but they must die openly and uprightly!"
"You can't die in frustration!"
"That's right!" Hei Yao stared at the head of the Kunlun Sect, trembling with anger and chattering his teeth, "Uncle head, everyone has to die, but I am willing to die in the battle against the Blood Spirit Clan instead of being killed.
They ravaged us to death!”
"If you are still the leader of our Kunlun Sect, let us go immediately!"
"We will fight to the death with the Blood Spirit Tribe!"
"Yes!" Ruohan breathed heavily, stared at the leader of Kuohai Sect, and said: "Master, we can die, we can die on the battlefield, but you can't do this to us, we are your disciples, you are like this
Don’t you feel ashamed if you do it?”
The seven geniuses have not yet taken action. They all stared at their master master and master uncle.
The other true disciples and Taoist disciples did not have a good relationship with the leader.
Immediately, a true disciple stabbed out a sword, and the sword glowed with a wave of blood, turning into a bloody three-pointed star in mid-air, exuding infinite divine power, as if to destroy the golden rope and escape from the trap.
boom!!!
There was a crackling sound!
The golden rope was undamaged, and the bloody triangle star exploded. The disciple was also shaken by the force of the backlash, causing him to fall to the ground and spurt blood.
Many disciples didn't believe it, so they attacked the golden rope fiercely.
Soon!
Bang bang bang!!
Boom boom!!
There were bursts of explosions.
One after another, more than 20 disciples from various sects fell to the ground and spurted blood, unable to break through the sky and earth net formation at all!
The leader of the Kunlun Sect looked cold, as if he was looking down at a group of ants, and said coldly: "Stop struggling pointlessly. This formation is a trap handed down from ancient times. Want to break it from the inside? Unless you have a warrior who has reached the semi-divine realm."