"Elder...you..." The elders who usually had a respected position suddenly killed them. The boys and girls all opened their eyes in disbelief and looked blankly at the elders who sheathed their swords and retreated.
"I don't want to die..."
"Help…"
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"What are you shouting for? You will sacrifice your life for the heaven and keep the light in the world forever. You will die a worthy death." The leader, a dignified elder, said with a faint smile.
"I don't want to sacrifice myself, I want to live!" A disciple ran under the altar, and the ten elders showed no intention of stopping him.
As soon as he ran to the edge of the altar, the Cangtian statue opened its eyes strangely, and two golden rays shot out, hitting the golden crystal above his head, and the golden light suddenly bloomed.
The young man froze on the spot and began to disappear strangely from his head, leaving no residue at all. He finally disappeared on the altar, and the other disciples who were struggling in pain were frightened.
The golden light in the eyes of the statue in the sky swept across the crystals above their heads as fast as lightning. After a few breaths, hundreds of faith crystals on the altar flew up without warning, and quickly disappeared between the eyebrows of the statue.
At this moment, except for the statue of the god and the cauldron with rising smoke, the altar was empty, and there was not even a trace of blood. Everything was so quiet and peaceful. It was impossible to imagine that a tragic massacre involving hundreds of people had just occurred.
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The next moment, in the Holy Heaven Secret Realm, the seven disciples of the Zuntian Dao Palace who had managed to escape the disaster climbed up with blood all over their bodies. Just as they were about to take out the medicine and take it, they felt that their chests were burning hot and they lowered their heads.
It seemed that the Holy Pearl of Defense was automatically emitting a dazzling golden light.
The power of the Holy Rhyme, which is purer than Haoran's righteousness, no, it should be transmitted by an energy that is even warmer than that. Not only are the wounds on their bodies healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, but their strength and cultivation are also growing at an astonishing rate.
The speed increases!
"The defensive holy beads given by the sect are indeed good, and they can have such miraculous effects!" A disciple of Zuntian Dao Palace said excitedly.
Another disciple of the Zuntian Dao Palace said with a ferocious smile: "Brothers, get up as soon as possible and go and deal with those two chicks. This will be considered revenge for everyone!"
As soon as they finished speaking, the defensive holy beads on their chests came out of their clothes and stuck to their foreheads.
"this…"
The seven disciples of Zuntian Dao Palace looked at each other in confusion, and then a vast coercion fell from the sky, and a huge golden light pillar enveloped them all.
In the bright, holy light, seven phantoms wearing golden armor emerged out of thin air. In their horrified expressions, they turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the defensive holy beads on their foreheads.
The terrifying coercion swept around, making people have the urge to kneel down and worship.
"No! Sister, run!"
Qiu Qinghe's expression changed wildly, and she helped the weak Ding Xiaotong onto the puppet griffon. However, just as she was about to step onto the puppet griffin, the dazzling light beam disappeared, and seven terrifying murderous auras locked onto her.
A trace of determination flashed in Qiu Qinghe's eyes, and she quickly stuffed a jade slip covered with frost into her hand, then waved her hand and threw her and the gryphon puppet high into the sky.
Ding Xiaotong exclaimed in shock: "Sister, what are you doing? Run away together!"
"You can't escape! If anything happens to me, take good care of Brother Chen for me!" Qiu Qinghe turned around and took out all the puppet machine beasts, then turned and ran in the other direction.
"Go back! Go back quickly and take your master with you!"
Ding Xiaotong struggled to get up, but the puppet griffon got Qiu Qinghe's order and carried her away quickly. No matter how anxiously she shouted, it had no effect.
Seeing those powerful puppets being smashed to pieces after just one encounter, seven figures chased Qiu Qinghe as fast as lightning, and tears poured out of Ding Xiaotong's eyes uncontrollably.
Seeing the pursuers getting closer and closer, with a bottomless abyss filled with mist in front of them, Qiu Qinghe showed a bitter smile, drew her sword, turned around, and said loudly: "Sister Ding, I am just an ordinary girl. Maybe I will follow you all my life."
Brother Chen is destined to marry him and take good care of him for me!"
Take care of him!
Take care of him!
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The mournful shouts still echoed in the valley, and Qiu Qinghe had been struck by a terrifying sword energy. The Dao Yun sword and armor were cut off easily as if they were made of paper.
The golden light sword pierced through her chest with a swish, and flew out diagonally, like a withered flower, flying with blood and tears, silently piercing through the heavy fog and falling into the bottomless abyss.
Qiu Qinghe closed her eyes tightly, and the strong wind blew her hair away. She fell hundreds of meters, and the surrounding area became completely dark. Suddenly, a space crack of more than two feet long appeared in the direction of the fall. It was terrifying.
The suction force pulled her in suddenly.
The space crack closed quietly again, as if it had never appeared before, leaving only the mountain wind still blowing...
"Sister Qiu!" Ding Xiaotong cried bitterly. At this moment, her heart was broken, and the fragments were like sharp knives constantly piercing her soul.
Zheng Hui, who was still walking slowly in the distance, suddenly changed his color and quickly accelerated his pace. At this moment, a figure that looked like a demon flew past the sky and shot forward!
The huge sword wings behind him cut through the void, leaving behind hair-like space cracks. The terrifying and murderous aura emanating from his body was so intense that she could hardly breathe due to the oppression.
Ding Xiaotong, who was on the puppet griffon, had already burst into tears. Endless self-blame and regret surged in her heart. If she hadn't sent out a signal for help, how could she have died, "Sister, I hurt you, I hurt you."
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The expressionless arms of the seven Zuntian Dao Palace disciples shook, and two golden wings of light suddenly appeared behind them. With just a flick, they soared into the sky and chased after Ding Xiaotong at a terrifying speed.
In just a few breaths, the seven people with golden light in their eyes chased her less than a hundred meters behind.
Seeing their long swords gathering momentum, Senhan locked his murderous intent on him, Ding Xiaotong, whose eyes were red from crying, flashed a trace of determination, gathered all the strength in his body and jumped out, the vitality of his Dantian expanded at a terrifying speed, and the torn red gauze on his body
The skirt was blown around, revealing her fair and jade-like skin.
"Sister, I will drag them to be buried with you!" Ding Xiaotong cried out in a hissing voice, her crystal tears flying in the wind.
The seven disciples of Zuntian Dao Palace sneered disdainfully. The golden wings of light flapped lightly, then backed away nearly a hundred meters, as if they were waiting to watch fireworks, waiting for her to explode with interest.
"Sister, wait for me, sister is here to accompany you..." The vitality has become violent and uncontrollable. Ding Xiaotong closed her eyes in despair and murmured softly. When she was dying, the upright figure appeared in her mind again, and a hint of sweetness appeared at the corner of her mouth.