Chapter 370 Leaving the Demonic Realm

After saying a few gentle words and leaving a mark on Ling Qingzhu again, Lin Changqiang did not teleport back to Dao Sect, but came to the participating disciples.

Unlike other sects that are still training in the Demonic Realm, the Dao Sect's team has been rushing to the teleportation array to leave the Demonic Realm since they withdrew from the Burning Heaven Ancient Storage, and are now not far away.

Lin Changqiang's sudden appearance did not surprise the disciples. By now they were already accustomed to this. They looked at him briefly and then looked away. Only Jiang Hao and others would come over and chat with him with a smile, and then continue to do their own jobs.

This team of 300 people was completely different from the one when they first entered the Demonic Realm. Lin Changqiang smiled with satisfaction, feeling happy and proud.

After informing Ying Xiaoxiao, Wang Yan and others about Dao Sect's current actions, everyone's faces became much more nervous, but more of them were embarrassed and excited. After all, it was the joint efforts of the seven major sects, and in their opinion, the fate of Yuan Sect should not be unexpected.

At the same time, Chen Kui looked at Lin Changqiang with a little more admiration. Who could have thought that the one who brought about this current situation was just a disciple of the Dao Sect who had just achieved the Ninth Yuan Nirvana?
The three hundred people continued to fly towards their destination while destroying the monsters they encountered along the way...

There is a vast square in the center of the Demonic City, with exquisite magic arrays carved in the square.

This place is connected to the depths of the Demonic Realm, and is large enough for thousands of people to be teleported here at the same time. Although it is far from the total number of people entering the Demonic Realm, it is impossible for everyone to appear at the same time.

The teleportation array was extremely silent at this moment, with only a handful of people guarding the array as a routine matter.

This was normal. After all, there were still nearly ten days left before the end of the competition. The disciples of the major sects were still continuing their training, and other treasure hunters were reluctant to leave. The few people who were occasionally teleported here all had some injuries on their bodies. It seemed that they had encountered danger and had to evacuate.

Of course, they were not too unlucky. The truly unlucky ones had already died in the Demonic Realm.

hum-

The sudden sound did not attract many people's attention, but when the dazzling light came on, everyone nearby opened their eyes wide and looked over in confusion.

Every time they teleported, a faint light would appear in the formation. This kind of grand light would only appear when a large number of people teleported at the same time. But they withdrew so quickly. Was the treasure in the Demon Realm not attractive? Or... did Dao Zong's team escape from the Yuan Sect's pursuit again?

Recalling the past several sect competitions, many people had a hint of understanding in their eyes. When the light faded and the figures of Dao Sect disciples were seen, some people couldn't help but feel a little proud.

But before they noticed that Lin Changqiang and the others had no injuries, a dozen figures flashed over, and at the same time, angry roars and wild auras swept across the entire place.

"You little bastards from Dao Sect! What sinister means did you use to slaughter more than 500 disciples of my Yuan Sect? You are simply unfilial!"

Twelve figures attacked, ten of them were at the Great Perfection of Shengxuan Realm. At this moment, they all had gloomy expressions, and the hatred and resentment in their eyes were like raging fire. The other two who seemed to be gloating were Yang Yan from Huoyun Sect and Meng Duan from Guidao Sect.

Because they were taught a lesson by Lin Changqiang before the ancient treasure was opened, the two had been hiding far away, always paying attention to the actions of the Dao Sect people. Therefore, they did not enter immediately after the ancient treasure was opened, and thus witnessed the horrifying scene of Ying Xiaoxiao and others besieging the Yuan Sect disciples.

Horror, fear, shock.

After realizing what was happening, the two of them hurriedly took the disciples of their respective sects and fled from the ancient treasure house desperately before the encirclement and suppression was completed, heading straight for the teleportation array, fearing that they would be caught by the Dao Sect members.

Of course, the number of Shengxuan realm masters in the Yuan Sect in Yimo City increased from six to ten, not because of the two of them tipping off, but because the people in the sect found more than 500 broken jade tablets... "You are fucking idiot! You are living a dog's life at your age? You are not even a son of man. In the sect competition, life and death are determined by fate, and no one is allowed to seek revenge. Insidious? You are insidious!"

As if they had been prepared, the moment after the Yuanmen people appeared, four figures from Dao Zong's side also broke through the air and came, suppressing their inner excitement and standing in front of the disciples.

The leader Qi Lei spoke in a loud voice, put his left hand on his waist, pointed his right finger at Yuan Men's face and cursed, while Chen Zhen and others behind him sneered.

We let you win so many times in the past, and dozens of our disciples died every time, but we endured it all and didn't break any rules. But this time we only won once, and you can't stand it?
Oh, I killed five hundred and forty disciples at one time and cut off your generation. That’s okay.

Seeing Qi Lei and others show up, the Yuan Sect members gritted their teeth. The sharp curses were like adding fuel to the fire for them.

For a moment, the pressure from the dozen or so Shengxuan realm masters on both sides was catalyzed to the extreme, and the terrifying fluctuations made the Yuanli of this world run wildly. But at this time, no one in the entire Yimo City cared about the Yuanli around them, but was shocked beyond words by the conversation just now.

All the disciples of Yuan Sect were wiped out? ? ?!

Everyone's face was filled with horror and disbelief.

Yuanmen is the most powerful sect in Dongxuan Territory. Not only do their disciples have high cultivation levels, but they are also numerous. Not to mention the three little kings in each class, who are hard to find rivals among the younger generation.

Such a team of 540 people was completely wiped out in the sect competition? Did the 300 disciples of Dao Sect really have such ability?
How can it be!

The whole city suddenly became noisy after a brief silence, and then countless figures swarmed up like a plague of locusts, rushing to the central square, their eyes full of expectation and surprise.

As onlookers, they didn't care how much damage Yuanmen suffered. They just wanted to watch the excitement and be curious about how it was done.

The Dao Sect disciples who had just been teleported to the square were slightly startled by the scene before them, but they quickly calmed down and stood behind the four hall masters, staring at Yuanmen vigilantly.

"Qi Lei, you Dao Sect are so brave! Do you want to start a sect war?" From the direction of Yuanmen, an old man with grayish-white skin took a few steps forward. His face was gloomy, and his eyes were fixed on Lin Changqiang and others as if he wanted to eat them.

"Tsk, Mr. Shi, you are already so old, why do you always accuse people of wrongdoings? The sect competition is not a game for little kids, so some casualties are inevitable."

Qi Lei spoke in a relaxed tone with a hint of disdain on his face. When the old man called Mr. Shi saw this, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch slightly.

"Some casualties? There were a total of 540 participating disciples from my Yuan Sect, and you brutally killed them all. Do you call this casualties? Today, you, Dao Sect, must give us an explanation!"

"You may not be as skilled as others, but you're quite shameless." Chen Zhen sneered, his eyes frosty.

"Director Shi, you are the head of a branch of the Yuan Sect, how can you be so magnanimous? Over the years, how many disciples of my Dao Sect have died at the hands of your Yuan Sect? In the sect competition, victory or defeat depends on one's ability, and life and death are left to fate. This time, your Yuan Sect disciples are not as skilled as others, to put it bluntly..."

"He deserves to die."

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