After the sound of the bell died down, the headmaster of the Four Immortals Sect stood up, but his face looked very bad.
The disciples who were teleported looked at the sky in confusion, and some did not understand why they were suddenly teleported out when there was still some time before the secret realm was closed.
These disciples were a quarter less than the original ones, and that quarter, without even thinking about it, just fell into the secret realm.
Out of more than a thousand people, more than 300 died in less than a few months. In the past, the number would have been only a hundred at most.
An elder of the Ziyan Clan looked at these disciples with a gloomy expression. Not only him, but also the elders of the Xia Xiang family.
At this time, the total number of disciples from the three families gathered on the top of the snow peak was only about seventy! Nearly half remained in the secret realm.
Especially the disciples of the Ziyan Sect, there are actually less than ten scattered, only eight people left. And they are all disciples at the Qi Gathering Level.
The elder Ziyan Sect's heart was bleeding, and all the disciples who had perfected their energy were dead inside. Not only that, even the core disciple Su Dongbo didn't come out!
Although Su Dongbo is only at the early stage of foundation building, his potential is stronger than most of the core disciples! This is a person who built the foundation with the eleventh level of Qi gathering. Even in the entire Qingzhou, his potential is ranked among the best!
But such a genius has just disappeared! The elder of Ziyan Sect looked at the headmaster, wondering why there was no reaction when he saw so many disciples who had lost so many, and he didn't understand why he knelt down when he heard the sound of the bell.
Although they are elders, they do not understand the meaning of the bell, they just think it represents the end of the secret realm!
The two elders of the Xia Xiang family on the side saw that almost half of the children in the family were missing. They wanted to say something, but when they saw the young man from the Ziyan clan, they felt even more pitiful. They looked at each other and could only sigh.
There may be changes in Luo Yun's Secret Realm this time! From the sudden changes in the standings just now, it can be seen that those disciples may have died in this accident.
"My elixir! My elixir!" A monk's face was ferocious, full of unwillingness.
This monk was the one who almost got the elixir, but all the elixir he was about to get dissipated before his eyes. This was a thrill that no one could bear.
This monk has gone crazy! A liquid condensation monk took action and restrained him.
At this time, Yan Nantian was summoned by the Supreme Elder, and he clasped his fists towards the other Immortal Sect Masters and said: "Dear Immortal Friends, there are still important matters in the sect, so Yan will take the first step. As for the bet, Fellow Daoist Long
, how about you and I just give up?"
The other three Immortal Sect Masters also received the news about the existence of the golden elixir within their sects, and they all wanted to rush back to deal with the funeral arrangements.
As for the bet, if it hadn't been for this incident, the monk surnamed Long would have definitely lost. I didn't know that this Luoyun Sect disciple was like a chicken, and his points far exceeded the second place's 20,000 points.
The headmaster surnamed Long naturally agreed to this outcome, and said with cupped hands: "In this case, I, the Ziyan Sect, will also leave. Everyone, take your leave!"
"Farewell!" the masters of Qingyun Sect and Fu Zhen Sect also said with hands in hand.
Master Long looked at the crowd, and his expression suddenly changed!
Among the fifty elite disciples of the inner sect, only eight are left, and they are still the ones with the lowest cultivation levels.
Headmaster Long saw that the Qingyun Sect's disciples were only missing a dozen people, the Fu Zhen Sect was only missing five people, and the Luo Yun Sect was missing six people.
When he thought that the Luoyun Sect's points had increased significantly, while the Ziyan Sect had not increased for a long time, and was even left behind by the seven major families, his face suddenly darkened, and he glanced at the Mingming Luoyun Sect disciples.
Master Long suspected that his disciples were plotted by the Luoyun Sect.
Chu Cheng, who was in the corner, felt a line of sight sweeping towards him with murderous intent, and was shocked. Fortunately, the line of sight just passed by. But even so, Chu Cheng was still sweating behind him.
He naturally recognized that this person was the headmaster of the Ziyan Sect, and he couldn't help being shocked. Almost most of the disciples of the Ziyan Sect died in his hands, more than 20 if not thirty.
Logically speaking, Chu Cheng killed only half of the Ziyanmen monks, and there was no way there were only eight left. As for the total number of disciples from the Xia Xiang family, less than twenty died at the hands of Chu Cheng. Now there are even fewer.
Almost half.
It seems that the three disciples of the Ziyan Clan have encountered a lot of trouble in the Luo Yun Secret Realm.
"Chu Cheng..." Just when Chu Cheng was stunned, a Nuo Nuo voice rang out.
Chu Cheng lowered his head and saw the beautiful woman in his arms. Her face was red, her beautiful eyes were undulating, and she seemed to be filled with deep resentment.
"You..." Liu Qian was embarrassed but stopped, and after a long time she said: "You scratched me and it hurts me." After saying that, her cheeks suddenly turned redder.
"It hurts to scratch?" Chu Cheng was stunned. He always felt that there was a lump of meat in his hand. Suddenly he thought of something. He suddenly lowered his head and saw that he was holding a lump of meat in his right hand.
Chu Cheng hurriedly let her go and coughed a few times in embarrassment. At this moment, a female voice came.
"Miss! It's great that you're okay!" A short, fat woman from the crowd trotted over. It was the woman who someone had mistakenly thought was Liu Qian.
"Yun'er..." Liu Qian was also happy to see this woman and walked over quickly.
"Miss, the head of the family called us over. It seems there is something wrong with Luo Yun's secret realm. There will be no rankings this time. We will go back soon." The woman named Yun'er said softly.
"Problem?" When Chu Cheng heard this, he raised his eyebrows and thought of something.
"Disciples of Luoyun Sect gather! Return to the sect!" At this time, Ji Dongbei, the great elder of Luoyun Sect, shouted, and his voice echoed in all directions. Disciples of Luoyun Sect walked out of the crowd one after another and gathered together.
"Qingyun Sect disciples come out!"
"The disciples of the Fu Zhen Sect come out!"
Then one voice after another sounded, and disciples from various sects walked out of the crowd. Soon, there were only a few people left in the crowd.
Liu Qian sighed in her heart, turned around and said, "Brother Chu, then you and I will say goodbye."
"Well, okay. See you later!" Chu Cheng clasped his fists and bowed down.
He just caught that soft spot and could only smile awkwardly, not daring to look directly into her eyes and dodging a little.
Liu Qian brushed the strands of hair around her ears, pursed her lips and blinked her eyebrows, saying nothing, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't.
Chu Cheng thought of something and said embarrassedly: "I almost forgot, your flying treasure is still here with me." After saying that, he patted the storage ring and took out the flying treasure.
A sigh arises in whose heart? And who wants to say that sentence but can't?
Liu Qian smiled softly, raised her slender hand slightly, shook her head slightly and said: "Brother Chu saved my life three times, this flying treasure is considered to be given to you by this little girl."
Chu Cheng was stunned and couldn't understand why this young lady's temper had changed so much. Not only did she call herself Brother Chu, but her tone became so gentle.
Before Chu Cheng could react, the stunning woman had slowly left.
The lotus steps are light and graceful, and she is dressed in a long green dress. Her beauty is so flawless, so beautiful that she cannot be compared with the fireworks of this world. Her unparalleled elegance can be found nowhere else in this world.
Someone noticed this stunning woman and was attracted by her supreme appearance. Exclaims of surprise echoed in all directions.
"Who is this woman!" someone exclaimed, and the rapid breathing could be clearly heard all around.
"How can there be such a beauty in the world! I think even the four beauties of Qingzhou would be like a firefly meeting the bright moon, like a peony meeting a fairy lotus!" Some people's eyes were straightened when they saw it. Not only those low-level monks
.Even those liquid condensation monks were shocked at this time!
The beauty created by the heaven and earth is like this, it is really the fairy of the nine heavens. Just look back, it is the day when the flowers of winter bloom. Just the sound of the silver bell is like the spring breeze returning to the world several times.
Even the world between heaven and earth was turbulent and flashing with golden light at this moment.
"Huh? Golden light?" Chu Cheng came back to his senses, felt the golden light and looked up.
I saw a fiery red lion coming from the west, stamping down with fierce force.
With this step, a violent wind swept all around, and some low-level monks were thrown aside. Even the liquid condensation monks groaned and stepped back.
Those monks were not from the same sect, and their realms were different, but the only thing they had in common was that they were looking at this stunning girl just now.
The fire lion is covered in blood red, but exudes a strong golden light. Its aura has reached the sixth level!
"Jia Luo Fire Lion!" Some knowledgeable monks exclaimed.
The Jialuo Fire Lion is a spiritual beast of heaven and earth. It even contains a drop of blood essence of the ancient divine beast Suanni in its body. Its strength is not weaker than that of the Golden Pill Power.
There is a powerful golden elixir here, but he has not taken action. A golden elixir monk fights with the Jia Luo Fire Lion. Although he will not lose, it is difficult to defeat it.
This is not an ordinary monster, but a heaven and earth spirit beast, and a descendant of an ancient divine beast. More importantly, they all know that this Garo Fire Lion is the contracted spirit beast of the ancestor of the Zhang family.
Although the ancestor of the Zhang family only has a middle-stage Golden Core cultivation level, his strength ranks among the top ten in Qingzhou! Even a perfect Golden Core cultivator would not dare to fight with him easily.
The most important thing is that the ancestor of the Zhang family has a Jialuo Fire Lion whose strength can rival those in the late Jindan stage.
Chu Cheng looked at the fire lion, his blood boiling and he became excited.
This fire lion is very extraordinary, and its body is actually very eager for it. It indeed contains the essence and blood of the mythical beast as rumored.
Only the essence and blood of the divine beast can shock the heart of Chu Cheng, who practices Xuanhuang Immortality! He knows that if he refines this Jialuo Fire Lion, his Xuanhuang Immortality will definitely be able to advance again.
But this is just a thought. This Garo fire lion is so powerful and terrifying that it can kill him with just its power!
The Garo fire lion landed next to Liu Qian and climbed down. As she sat on the back of the fire lion, her identity was revealed.
It is said that the old Zhang family has a great-great-granddaughter who is deeply loved and is the apple of their eyes.
The Jialuo Fire Lion carried Liu Qian on its back, raised its hooves slightly, and flew away.
As she left, the children of the Zhang family also boarded the flying boat and left. After that, the seven major families and the Four Immortal Sects also left one after another.
Chu Cheng came to the gathering place of Luoyun Sect, walked to Changsun Hall to make his peace, then got on the flying boat and sat down next to Chen Yin, waiting for the flying boat to take off.