Super Sect System

He knew it was definitely too late to leave!

Because on the other side of the camp, several breaths were already close at hand.

boom!

A huge sound swept over.

Along with this loud noise, a Tongxuan upper-level demon was split into two pieces by something unknown, and hit the ground like a falling star.

"coming!"

Mr. Jin’s heart skipped a beat.

That sect was trying to kill the Fierce Demon instantly in the open air, and he didn't dare to stay any longer.

Just when he stepped back and tried to hide himself first, the Ghost Rider and Mountain Dog, wrapped in blue flames, fell from a height and landed right in front of the tent, blocking Nangong Wentian from entering the tent.

His face was close to Nangong Wentian.

When Nangong Wentian saw this scene, his expression suddenly changed. He took a few steps back in shock, but just after taking a few steps, Wen Ping's voice came from behind.

"Where are my people?"

The voice was very familiar.

So familiar that he might not forget it for decades to come.

It was Wen Ping, the leader of the Immortal Sect.

Nangong Wenping immediately turned around and asked: "Sect Master Wen, I was just about to let him go... What do you want to do?"

"No, I'll pick him up myself!"

Wen Ping spoke calmly, and then the Ghost Rider figure behind him disappeared. When he reappeared, he held Nangong Wentian's collar with his two hands and lifted him up high. After being severely injured by the dragon, Nangong Wentian's strength has been reduced to ten percent. Not to mention the Divine Profound Realm, the Tongxuan Realm may kill him at this time.

He was still struggling after being mentioned by Ghost Rider.

He also said: "Sect Leader Wen, you are not trustworthy."

"Tell me...but not to you."

Wen Ping immediately waved his hand, and Ghost Rider put his face directly over him, and the blue flames in the skull reflected into his eyes. Just looking at each other, Nangong Wentian opened his mouth and made no movement at all. The originally clear eyes were now just like red-hot black coals.

boom!

Then the Ghost Rider threw him away at any time, and he hit the ground and turned into powder.

This scene was reflected in the eyes of the surrounding Mitian Sect members, and they were so frightened that they did not even dare to express their anger - Mitian Sect, second only to the sect leader Nangong Wentian, died without even leaving any bones, so who were they? Ask them to resist the opponent in front of them as if they are risking their lives. They can't do it, let alone not do it.

You only live once!

It is even more difficult to cultivate to Tongxuan!

So they cherish their lives!

"Senior, we are here just under orders. It is not our original intention to attack the Immortal Sect!"

"Senior, please forgive us!"

As the two leaders of the Tongxuan realm spoke, others responded one after another and knelt down on one knee to express their admiration for the Immortal Sect.

Wen Ping, on the other hand, seemed not to have seen it. He just walked towards the tent, glanced at Yun Liao who was still tied up, flew out his sword, and cut off the rope that tied him.

"Sect Master, you are finally here!"

After the disaster, Yun Liao stood up suddenly, very excited.

Seeing Yun Liao's appearance, Wen Ping responded with a smile, "Elder Yun, come out."

"Thank you, Sect Master, for coming to the rescue."

"no big deal."

Yun Liao nodded and walked out of the tent. Looking around at his surrendered opponents, he felt extremely comfortable.

But as soon as he turned his head, his expression changed!

"Let you tie me up!"

boom!

Yun Liao directly kicked away a Tongxuan practitioner next to the tent.

Although that person was in the middle realm of Tongxuan, he didn't dare to fight back after being kicked away by the lower realm. When he struggled to get up from the ground, he wiped the dust off his body and continued to kneel on the ground.

"Senior, we are just following orders."

Wen Ping responded calmly, "Okay, you guys stand up. I can spare your lives, but... the wall of Cangwu City has fallen, you..."

Halfway through the conversation, someone immediately answered.

"We can go clean up!"

"You can go right away."

They responded very quickly, all trying to hold on to this last hope of survival.

Then, Wen Ping said directly to Murong Xi who came out of another tent: "Commander Murong, I will leave them to you!"

"Um!"

Murong Xi smiled and looked at the dozens of Tongxuan practitioners around him, not knowing what to say.

At this moment, Wen Ping directly focused his eyes behind the farthest tent.

"Just leave like that?"

Mr. Jin's quiet escape stopped abruptly, and he slowly walked out from behind one of the tents. He quickly explained, "Everyone, I was just passing by."

Wen Ping smiled lightly and immediately asked the system to open his brief information.

When I saw it, I was stunned.

It turned out to be the Divine Mysterious Middle Realm of the Hundred Sects Alliance.

But Jiaolong can't leave the Immortal Sect's territory. If they fight, they are really no match.

However, it is impossible to be cowardly.

Wen Ping said calmly, "Master Jin, you can leave if you want, but you've already come here, so you should leave something behind, right?"

"hehe."

"How about the hidden ring on your fingertip?"

"you!"

"Forget it, don't keep it, I'll take it myself..."

"I give!"

Manager Jin gritted his teeth and took out the hidden ring from his fingertips, touched his mark and stretched out his hand. Wen Ping secretly smiled in his heart: I was bluffed!

Immediately after giving a look, Ghost Rider went over to get it.

After putting away the hidden ring, Wen Ping did not forget to smile and wave, "Master Jin, welcome to come again next time!"

"Oh shit!"

After leaving, Manager Jin lowered his head and cursed angrily.

If he had known this would be the result, why would he come to laugh at Nangong Wentian and the others?

Hiding behind, if you take a step slowly, you will see the clothes of the Immortal Sect, and you will not be threatened by others and send away all the hidden rings.

But after taking everything out, the physical pain was no longer something he could think about. He got on the back of the big demon and jumped into the air - he was afraid that the other party would regret it.

Nangong Wentian is a lesson learned from the past!

At this time, Zhan Tai Qingxuan came up and said, "Sect Master, just let him go like this?"

Wen Ping responded calmly, "Let's go. If you kill him, you will earn one hidden ring. If you let him go, he may be able to bring many, many hidden rings."

When Zhan Tai Qingxuan heard this, he was stunned at first.

After understanding what Wen Ping meant, he shook his head and smiled helplessly.

But thinking about the presence of dragons, wouldn’t the Divine Profound Realm just come and give one away?

Wen Ping then said: "Elder Zhantai, you stay here to deal with the aftermath, I will return to the sect first."

Zhan Tai Qingxuan nodded.

…

Black Rock City.

Murong Qing and several others stood on the tower, looking in the direction of the Immortal Sect, with a more or less happy expression.

"Both Mitian Sect and Chief Jin are here. I really want to see the scene when the Immortal Sect was destroyed." Murong Qing smiled and took the wine glass handed over by the maid next to him, and drank it down in one gulp, "So comfortable! By the way, Xiaoling, can you sing anything? I heard there are very nice songs in Black Rock City."

The faintly-moved woman on the side responded with a smile, "I can sing a little, but I may not be good at it."

"It's okay, just sing whatever you want!"

He is in a good mood today and feels comfortable listening to everything.

Suddenly, he saw a black spot in the sky approaching. When it approached, Murong Qing immediately handed the wine glass to someone else.

"grown ups!"

Murong Qing immediately cupped his fists and bowed.