Senior Brother Tian laughed, thinking that there was something extraordinary, and it was like this for a long time.
Are you being too cautious?
On the contrary, I let myself be too careful, which caused me to lose face in front of my subordinates.
I can't believe this is a trap set by the Shengong Cult.
It's just a child's play. This kind of thing is useful for secular people, but not for monks. Why did you think of it? Your brain is all muddled!
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The ethereal illusion yarn unfolded, leaped in the air, and arrived in front of the Divine Weapon Stage.
It's so easy, no obstacles at all.
The disciples of the Shengong Cult really gave up such a valuable treasure.
This made him a little suspicious. He looked around and saw nothing unusual.
But I always felt something was wrong in my heart, always felt weird, like something was going to happen.
This made him hesitant, but he didn't dare to move around.
The magic yarn was fluttering, and the Feixianling disciples gathered under the stage of the divine weapon, curiously looking at such a divine object, and even stretched out their hands to touch it.
At this time, there were still no disciples of the Shengong Cult.
Such a divine treasure was left alone!
It all feels unreal, but the facts are right in front of you and you have to believe it.
The original tense atmosphere was gone, replaced by joyous celebrations. Indeed, capturing such a treasure was a great achievement.
The Feixianling disciples were laughing and joking around the Divine Weapon Platform, clamoring about how to divide such a thing.
This thing is too big and cannot be taken away without breaking it apart.
Even if such a sacred treasure is destroyed after being demolished, it is not your own thing, so you don't feel bad about it. If it is destroyed, it will be destroyed. It is not a big deal.
On the other hand, the Shengong Sect would feel like knowing that such a sacred treasure was eventually dismantled!
Even Senior Brother Tian was holding the Divine Weapon Platform, looking at it, touching it, holding his chin and thinking about it.
I feel so alive in my heart! It’s like looking at a bunch of spirit-gathering pills.
See which place is more valuable, get some of it yourself, and sell it later in exchange for some spirit-gathering pills or something.
What a deal!
Anyway, it’s not your own, so if you don’t make it white, you won’t make it!
This thing is too big, how can I take it away?
There is no other way except taking it apart!
The eight legs look like eight pillars, supporting a huge tall building. From a distance, there is no impression. Only when you get closer do you realize how huge and majestic this thing is, it is like a small mountain.
How much is this worth? How many spirit-gathering pills can be exchanged for!
How could the Shengong Sect be so willing to give up like this?
It is impossible to carry this thing away, only to dismantle it. The problem is that even if you want to dismantle it, you don’t know how to do it.
"Is that a dragon?"
A disciple from Feixianling walked under the Divine Weapon Platform. When he looked up, he saw that the top of the Divine Weapon Platform was hollowed out and carved with giant dragons, with eight legs wrapped around each other. The dragon's head penetrated the bottom and stretched out, and the top was in the middle.
There is also a larger dragon hovering, with its mouth wide open, lifelike.
"Wow, it's really a dragon. This, this dragon's eye is a treasure. I want to dig it out..."
As if a disciple from Feixianling discovered the mystery on the dragon's head, he activated the misty illusion yarn, went straight to the huge dragon's head in the middle, raised his sword and dug out the dragon's eyes.
Acting like a money addict.
"Hahaha, you are such an interesting guy, leave one for me..."
Senior Brother Tian also noticed it, walked slowly towards the center of the Divine Weapon Platform, looked up at the guy digging out the dragon's eyes and laughed and cursed.
"Okay! The first one belongs to you, senior brother."
The guy digging out the dragon's eyes was gesturing with his sword to see how he should strike.
"Well, alive."
Suddenly, the guy digging out the longan's eyes screamed and backed away, pointing at the longan in fear.
"Hey, I'm really alive."
Not only the eyes of this dragon are moving, but the eyes of the other dragons coiled around its eight legs are also moving.
In fact, it is flipping over.
Originally it looked like he was asleep, but now he looks bright and energetic, he is awake!
Click!
The sound of the dragon's eye in place made the disciples of Feixianling feel at a loss.
Huhu
Flames suddenly spewed out from the dragon's mouth, and in an instant, a sea of fire erupted under the Divine Weapon Platform.
Nine fire dragons circled and danced under the Divine Weapon Platform, blazing flames wherever they passed.
"Ahhh"
Screaming incessantly, the Feixianling disciples turned into fireballs and fell down one by one. The misty fantasy yarn caught fire immediately and was completely destroyed.
"Quick, get out of here!"
Senior Brother Tian shouted and wanted to stay away from the Divine Weapon Platform.
However, he discovered that as long as those who were under the Divine Weapon Platform were within the scope of the flames, they could not leave even half a step away.
An invisible barrier blocked the way, and there was no way to get out.
That is, in the space between the eight legs and under the Divine Weapon Platform, the fire dragon is rolling and the fire is getting more and more intense.
The hiding rock stared at him dumbfounded, and just as he was about to go out, Tieshan held him back, pointed to the top, shook his head, and signaled not to rush.
咻咻
With the sound of breaking wind, disciples of the Shen Gong Cult fell from the sky one by one. They all had a pair of special boots on their feet, called Shen Gong Boots, which could support them in flying.
Such boots have a function similar to the ethereal yarn, and the three sects have their own methods to solve the flying problem of disciples during the Qi training stage.
The leader, Gong Yifei, looked at the Feixianling disciples struggling in the fire with cold eyes like a group of ants.
"Ah!"
At this moment, Senior Brother Tian was already very worried and was slashing wildly, but there seemed to be nothing in front of him, but sparks flew when he struck with the sword. There was an invisible barrier there that the sword could not break.
Seeing each and every disciple of Feixianling fall into the sea of fire, writhing and wailing, it was only a matter of time before they turned into flying ashes.
The disciples of the Shengong Cult even went on a killing spree, chasing down the Feixianling disciples who had not reached the bottom of the Shenbing Platform. In the blink of an eye, they were eliminated and their bodies were thrown into the fire.
The rocks can be seen clearly. The corpses can be thrown into the fire from the outside, but the people in the fire can't come out. It really surprised him that there is such an operation. No, it should be the Divine Weapon Platform that has such a function.
It was just discovered and used by the Shengong Cult.
"Damn it, let my senior brother Tian go, or kill him."
Shi Yan saw a group of people rushing out of the passage on one side, led by the short Senior Brother Yu from Feixianling.
But if you look closely, you can see that he is holding a person in his hand, a person whose legs have been chopped off.
"Junior sister, save me."
The man without legs who was being carried by Brother Yu suddenly spoke and screamed loudly. He was actually a worker from the Shengong Sect.
Yan Yan didn't know what happened, but when he saw that Gong Yiran had become a prisoner of Senior Brother Yu, he thought that there was also a war on the other side. As for Gong Yiran becoming a prisoner, he could only say that his skills were not as good as others.
Gong Yifei didn't look at the captured Gong Yifei. She obviously already knew. Looking at her looking up at the sky with tears on her cheeks, she knew that she was not feeling well at this moment.
"Junior brother, take revenge on me!"
In the fire under the Divine Weapon Tower, Senior Brother Tian had given up on saving himself. He knew that he would definitely die.
"Let my senior brother go now."
Senior Brother Yu roared angrily, and took a few steps forward with Gong Yifei in hand. Seeing that Gong Yifei was unmoved, he raised his hand in anger and slapped her a series of times.
Crackling, a meal of melon seeds.
The result of direct extraction was beyond recognition, there was blood coming from the mouth and nose, it was so miserable.
Gong Yifei remained unmoved and watched calmly. She was really hard-hearted. She had no idea of compromise until Senior Brother Yu was tired and stopped.
He just stood there motionless, but his face became increasingly uglier and colder.
"Senior Brother, I'm sorry, Junior Sister, you know, there are some things that you and I have to face, but it's just a matter of time... When you come here, you have to be aware of death..."
"Junior sister, save me, I don't want to die..."
The workers also cried out and begged for mercy endlessly.
But he can't get Gong Yifei's sympathy. At this moment, he is already a dead person in Gong Yifei's eyes. So what about his senior brother? Such a waste will still be a waste even if he is saved. It will only drag down himself and his senior brothers, so
Out of sight out of mind.
Just let him die!
It is an honor to be killed by the enemy.
Being saved by one of your own people is a shame and not worth it.
Looking at Senior Brother Tian in the fire, he is still persisting. There are not many Feixianling disciples standing beside him.
Because he saw hope, that is, exchange between the two parties.
"Let my senior brother go..."
"Click"
"ah!"
Brother Yu raised his sword and dropped it, while Gong also lost another arm.
Faced with this kind of work, Yifei had to make some blood again. In fact, it seemed that it was useless, but it had to be done.
Brother Yu's voice was hoarse and growled. He didn't expect Gong Yifei to be indifferent and wanted to sacrifice Gong Yiran. He knew that Gong Yifei and Gong Yiran were lovers.
The reason why he didn't kill Gong Ye was because he wanted to blackmail her at the right time, but he never expected that this woman could be so hard-hearted.
Gong Yifei's face was filled with tears, and she turned her head and stopped looking at Gong Yifei.
There are some things she won't say, even Gong Yishen doesn't know. She has more important things to do.
Let alone a worker, she would not hesitate even if she took advantage of the Shengong Cult.
A job is still not enough to make her change what she wants to do.
"You really won't let go..."
Senior Brother Yu's eyes were red, and he saw that Senior Brother Tian could no longer hold on.
"Click."
Gong Yiyi also had one of his arms cut off, and he was completely transformed into a human stick. He was thrown to the ground and trampled under his feet by Senior Brother Yu.
It's extremely humiliating. If this can't make the woman in front of you feel moved, then it's of no use.
Especially if this is the case, workers are still wailing.
The instinct to survive makes him regardless of his face and dignity. Is it important to be alive?
Only by living can everything be possible.
So he doesn't care what others think, as long as he can live.
"Junior sister, save me!"
His voice was mournful, his wails were like those of a ghost, and his cries for help were endless. He was really afraid of death.
Even though he was trampled under his feet and lost his limbs, he still struggled hard, raised his head and screamed at Gong Yifei.
"Haha! It's worth having him to support me."
Brother Zhongtian could no longer hold on in the fire, and was replaced by a ball of flames covering his whole body.