"Let's go and see what sect is so bold. Could it be the Rashomon and the others?" Yan Dong felt that the Rashomon and the Wanwumen were the most likely.
After all, the allure of the Dream Mark Realm is quite strong, so there is a high possibility that the Rashomon and the All Things Gate are willing to pay a certain price to defeat them.
Honglie frowned at the injured disciples and asked, "Can you clearly see that force?"
"Back to the leader, we have never seen this sect before. They are clearly the same sect, but they wear black and white clothes, but they are led by a woman. Even the ten or so people in the lead have not taken action, and the other subordinates are no match for us. Disciple is sure that it will definitely not be the Rashomon or the All Things Gate."
After all, who doesn’t know that the masters of the Rashomon and the Wanwumen are both men, and besides, all of the Rashomon are killers, and all of the Wanwumen wear blue robes, and they are not so harmonious with each other.
It turns out that there is not only Rashomon but also Wanwumen?
This made Yan Dong, Hong Lie, and Dong Qing look solemn again.
"There are such powerful sects and forces in Erfang Tianjing that even our three sects don't know about?" Yan Dong was still a little unbelievable.
"No matter what, we must go out and see who it is. The opponent is just a sneak attack. If we fight head-on, he may not be our opponent, so there is no need to bother us." Dong Qing disagreed.
And at this time...
These people are all strangers and have never been seen before.
When the eyes of Baili Wenrou and others swept over the three masters to look at them, they also looked back at the mountain peak. The countless disciples spread around looked at them in a semi-surrounded state, and The three middle-aged men in robes of different black, white and gray colors were standing on the cliff in front of them. Their auras were strong and their identities were obvious.
The combination of the two teams, both good and evil, is so strange that people can't tell the difference between good and bad.
The expressions of Yan Dong, Hong Lie and Dong Qing also became majestic.
Little did they know that after their words fell...
"Tsk, tsk, it's quite lively. Is this where it is?"
Three voices came from below.
I don't know where, but two faint voices came from the forest not far away, accompanied by spiritual power.
"It seems so. Didn't you see those three old guys? It should be that the heads of the three sects have not escaped."
"Who?" Dong Qing glanced over with sharp eyes. Everyone also looked up, and then they saw a large team of people occupying a large area in line of sight.
"All the fierce factions have also gathered."
"Yes!" The mighty voice in the forest came uniformly.
"Back to the leader, all the disciples on the top of the Yanlong Sect have gathered."
Just as the people under my command said, the black and white teams merged together, with a group of very good-looking young people standing in front. The leader in the middle was a woman, and there were two people on the left and right sides of the woman who could not be ignored. A tall man. Then there are five young boys and girls at the front of the black team. They look like evil people, very difficult to mess with. And at the front of the white team are five old men with immortal demeanor, who look like gods.
"Order, surround from the southeast, and kill the enemy immediately when encountering it."
"All the disciples of the Donghuang Sect have also gathered."
Who else could it be if they weren't the three masters?
However, behind them, the whirlpool of the Dream Trace Realm was surging high in the sky, making Baili Wenrou and others look incomprehensible.
Sure enough, this is the entrance to the realm of dream marks.