Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

"Huashen Pavilion is simply a bunch of trash!"

"A group of cowardly people who are afraid of death. If they have no courage, why are they here to participate in some kind of sect competition?"

"But this is fine. The Huashen Pavilion has left, and the Yidao Palace has not come. We are the only ones left here, and we are missing two competitors."

Seeing the disciples of Huashen Pavilion leaving under Wen Ling's force and leadership, the other eight sects all spoke with a cold snort, with disdain on their faces.

Although they saw the death of Wang Lie and the other eight people, their greed for Holy Spirit-level items directly suppressed their previous fear.

Moreover, he is not the only one here, there are also seven other sects, with a total of 240,000 people.

The arrogance of being super sect disciples made each of them feel that 240,000 people were enough to take down this weapon spirit!

Even if this is really not a weapon spirit, but a person, then the other party does not dare to kill all the 240,000 of them.

They raised their heads and looked at the pitch-black sky, which was like a ten-thousand-meter sword tearing through the void. Although they were a little frightened, at the same time they were frightened, and they were also proud. The other party must have known that they and others Because of his identity, he didn’t dare to kill him.

"We will blast away this thunder curtain together again. That Holy Spirit-level item must belong to us!"

"This thing is shocking, and it's also a weapon. It's a low-grade spiritual stone worth at least over 100 million, or even more!"

"If you miss this opportunity, you will regret it for the rest of your life!"

Many disciples spoke one after another, with rays of light shining in their eyes.

After they finished speaking, they actually took action again, trying to blast away the thunder curtain again.

But at this moment, a burst of black mist suddenly erupted from the ten-thousand-meter sword light above the void.

This black mist filled the sky and swept towards the surroundings, like a huge storm!

…

When the black mist filled the air, outside the Divine Medicine Mountain, Dong Zu, the heads of various sects, and the countless onlookers all shrank their eyes.

In the void in front of them, there was a huge screen. The screen was divided into ten squares. Each square reflected the disciples of each sect in the Divine Medicine Mountain.

On one of the light screens, the thirty thousand disciples of Yidao Palace were rapidly moving towards the depths.

But at this moment, their pace also slowed down.

Around them, there were countless monsters gathering around. These monsters exuded a terrifying and ferocious aura, and most of them were fourth-order monsters, and there were also a small number of fifth-order monsters among them. beast!

A fifth-level monster is equivalent to the Dragon God realm!

When the disciples of Yidao Palace faced these monsters, their expressions remained unchanged and they gathered around them in a circular pattern.

They didn't take action.

And once they take action, they will definitely deal with these monsters in an instant!

In the other square are the disciples of Huashen Pavilion who are rushing towards the depths.

Headed by Wen Ling, her face was still pale, as if the erased memory would become a permanent shadow in her heart that would never go away.

Behind him, the many disciples of Huashen Pavilion looked at Wen Ling from time to time. Some looked calm, but most of them were extremely dissatisfied. Apparently they felt that Wen Ling had forced them away, causing them to miss the opportunity to compete for at least one He felt extremely angry at the chance of receiving a mid-grade Holy Spirit weapon.

Every square reflects a sect.

Among the remaining eight squares are the disciples of the other eight super sects.

In that square, the eight super sect disciples were surrounded by the same scene. They were all gathered at the entrance of the Divine Medicine Mountain with greedy and rich expressions.

Above their heads, a 10,000-meter-long sword flashed across the sky, seemingly ready to strike down at any time, allowing Dongzu and the others, as well as the countless onlookers, to see clearly.

Even just across the screen, they could feel the shocking pressure coming from the sword light.

"These disciples expected it well. That item is really at least Holy Spirit level, and it is also a treasure. Why didn't I find it before?"

Dong Zu spoke, not to mention his current cultivation level, even with his own cultivation level, he would be amazed and even more greedy when seeing this kind of treasure.

However, at this moment, this treasure is in the Divine Medicine Mountain, and it has been seen by so many disciples and they are fighting for it.

Not to mention it is a Holy Spirit-level item, even if it is an Earth-Netherworld level item, Dongzu will not let go of this old face and snatch it from the juniors again.

Besides, if you really rob it, wouldn’t you offend the ten super sects?

Even though he was indeed strong, he could not defeat the sect alone.

"Wow!"

Just when Dongzu spoke, a black mist suddenly burst out from the sword light.

The black fog filled the sky and swept in all directions. At this moment, it directly covered everything on the screen!

People outside the Divine Medicine Mountain can only see black mist!

"Um?"

Dongzu and others all frowned.

"What happened?" Jin Lan asked.

"This thing has spirit. I'm afraid it's not a middle-grade holy spirit, but a top-grade thing."

Dongzu said calmly, "If the disciples of your various sects continue to fight over each other, I'm afraid they will be in trouble."

After hearing this, the heads of the major sects frowned.

As long as they enter the sect competition and the competition begins, they, the people in charge, will no longer interfere, let alone help.

Thousands of years ago, there was a sect competition, and they encountered a sixth-level monster, which is equivalent to the human Dragon King realm!

The sixth-level monster swept through and wiped out all 30,000 disciples in the Sword Immortal Tomb. Countless people from other sects also died.

The heads of the major sects at that time were all outside watching the screen.

They watched the disciples of their sect being slaughtered, but they couldn't take action because this was the rule!

The sect competition was originally an experience for these disciples.

When they see the treasure at this moment, they each deal with it in different ways.

When Wen Ling led people far away, no one from Yidao Palace had ever been here, and the other eight sects were all surrounded here.

Perhaps after experiencing such an incident and such a crisis, they would have other ways of dealing with the treasure if they encountered it again in the future.

There is no limit to life or death in the sect competition, and those who can survive are all elites.

"This is an experience. If you can make it to the end, you will become the talents that our Giant Island focuses on cultivating!"

Liu Shui Kuang Leng snorted, waved his sleeves, and sat cross-legged on the platform, closing his eyes to rest.

He knew in his heart that Dongzu, a well-informed man, had said so. Many of the disciples on Giant Island were bound to die this time.

Out of sight out of mind.

He was not willing to just watch the disciples on Giant Island being killed without being able to do anything.

End of this chapter