The elder of Wanfenlin was silent for a long time, then slowly curved his lips and showed a smile that didn't look like a smile, "You girl, are you threatening me?"
Yin Nian spread his hands, "I'm just a junior, a one-star gold spiritual master, threatening you? I'm kidding."
"I'm just rejecting you reasonably."
What a reasonable one!
"Have you got nothing to say?" Yin Nian patted the corner of her skirt, "Then I'm leaving."
"Wait a minute." Elder Wanfenlin took his time. He took a deep breath, took out a piece of paper, controlled his spiritual power with one finger and began to write.
Soon, a piece of paper with writing on it floated in front of Yin Nian's eyes.
"I can't make the decision on anything else. I, the old man, can make the decision on these people in our Elder Pavilion."
"As long as you take the descendants of our elder pavilion, you can take them wherever you want. If they die..." There was a bit of struggle in his eyes, but he quickly calmed down, "If you die, just die, you said so." Yes, it’s not that the children can’t take the risk, it’s that we old guys can’t take the chance.”
Yin Nian held this thin piece of paper, lowered his eyes and said nothing.
"Descendants of Elder Pavilion, please stand up and follow Yin Nian!" Elder Wanfenlin shouted.
Hundreds of people appeared behind Yin Nian.
These people looked at Yin Nian with extremely complicated eyes.
Yin Nian accepted the paper, and this time he was truly sincere and convinced and said to the elder: "I said too much just now. At least everyone in the Elder's Pavilion is worthy of admiration. I apologize to the elder."
Elder Wanfenlin curled his lips and said, "Come on, you don't have to give me a piece of candy and a whip, and treat me like a three-year-old child? If I hadn't seen your talent and cursed you just now, I would have slapped you away."
They are not big-minded.
It depends on who is saying this and whether it is worth making them give in.
"Have everyone else heard this? Those who are willing to risk their lives should go to your parents and ask for a letter of guarantee."
As soon as the words fell, many of the people in front of Yin Nian dispersed with a coax.
There were also some people who calmed down after their enthusiasm had cooled down. Their faces changed from green to white several times. They did not choose to go back and tell their parents, but quietly retreated.
Yin Nian didn't care either.
Run away today, and don't regret it tomorrow when you see someone who was originally inferior to you surpassing you.
soon.
Someone came back with a letter of guarantee.
There were half as many letters as when I left just now.
But even if calculated like this, there are still thousands of people.
"Yin Nian, the promise you made before still stands. After one month, if they make significant progress, the Forest of Ten Thousand Graves will be opened for you."
Yin Nian curled his lips.
He waved his snow-white hand and said, "Let's go!"
The huge dark door opened again.
Yin Nian led the people and disappeared in front of them.
Granny Lin sighed deeply, "I don't know how many people will come back this time."
They old people sighed.
The Dark Domain disciples who followed him out did not feel that they were going to die soon.
They are so excited! very excited!
I wish I could stretch out six hands with six knives and chop off the head of the puppet to prove myself.
"Yin Nian, hurry up, don't wait!"
"Let's go straight to the battlefield!"
"We are needed on the front lines!"
"Should we go to the academy battlefield or the sect battlefield? The Nine-Tailed Sect has defected, isn't there enough manpower on the sect battlefield? Let's go!"
They are still angry about what they said.
They also spoke coldly, and 50% of their group were one-star gold spiritual masters or above.
Let them be convinced by Yin Nian?
Feel sorry.
They felt that the elders of Wanfenlin valued Yin Nian too much. To them, Yin Nian was just a leader.
Yin Nian looked back at these impatient people.
She smiled and her mental energy began to gather.
Her strength has increased a lot now, and she can try to draw some large formations that move in space.
A large octagonal formation appeared at the feet of everyone.
"Want to go to the battlefield? That's fine."
Her voice was very calm, almost cold and calm, but it was a pity that no one heard it.
They only saw the brilliant formation.
After a burst of fierce white light.
Their eyes, ears, and noses seemed to be split between two worlds in an instant.
boom!
The blood energy soaring to the sky filled the seven orifices like water, submerging and covering them all.
Bah!
As soon as they opened their eyes, hot blood shot into their eyes from the side.
Boom!
Countless heads and limbs were thrown at them from all directions, smearing their faces.
"Roar!"
A disciple watched helplessly as a purple puppet rushed toward him. He was a two-star gold spiritual master. He should have absolutely no problem killing a five-star purple puppet!
It should be...no problem, right?
But why can't his body move?
The disciple was trembling all over and breathing rapidly. The puppet's mouth was still full of meat strands, with human eyes, mutilated fingers and toes in the meat strands.
It was so scary, he wanted to vomit!
How can you be allowed to hesitate on the battlefield?
The puppet rushed over quickly and bit off a large piece of meat on his shoulder. It also pulled out the blood vessels and tendons inside, splashing blood drops and chewing up all their warm blood and the last bit of innocence.
Everyone was stunned.
Blood, weakness, wounds!
This man was immediately targeted by three golden monsters around him!
"Roar!"
They turned into a bolt of lightning and didn't give these raw melons and eggs any time to breathe. They screamed and bit them with blood all over their bodies.
The disciple had already screamed in pain.
He wanted to lift the sword, but his entire shoulder was bitten off, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't lift the sword.
The disciple closed his eyes and trembled all over. Is he going to die like this?
A figure suddenly appeared in front of him like lightning. Yin Nian calmly drew out the Dulong Whip and tied the three one-star gold puppets together by their throats instantly. In the other hand, a big knife only slashed out Ding. The first form of the three swords.
The heads of the three puppets suddenly fell.
The disciple's life was saved.
But before he could smile, he saw a one-armed, one-legged warrior very close to him being torn into pieces by several purple monsters in an instant. The broken bones splashed on his eyelashes. The world in front of him seemed like Covered with a layer of shadow.
This man is dead.
He didn't even see this man killing the enemy. He seemed to just rush towards this side and then was killed.
A foot kicked him hard on the shoulder, knocking him backwards.
Several men with big knives whose faces were covered in blood shouted sternly: "Where did this stupid thing come from! Why are you so motionless on this battlefield? This is not how you seek death! Get out of here!!!"
Countless Dark Domain disciples who froze were all slapped away and kicked far away by warriors who were far less powerful than them.
"Stay away! Don't move around to attract puppets. Don't you know your blood will make the puppets stronger? If you can't kill them, get out of here! Don't hurt us!"
"It's in your way, go away!"
"Who brought it? Which bastard brought a bunch of oil bottles?"
They are a group of golden spiritual masters, and the worst one is also a purple spiritual master.
Are you despised by these people who are even less than the Purple Spirit Master?
