So the Jinlei Sect disciples who could not get help came out alone. In the crisis-ridden situation, they could only look around for fear of being unjustly killed. At the same time, they also had to be prepared to prevent the people following them from turning into monsters and stabbing them would not be good.
Seeing the "monsters" running around all over the place, and even being shot down by disciples of other sects due to their ferocious attacks, I couldn't hide the sourness in my heart.
These people were also their brothers and sisters from the same sect. Not long ago, everyone was talking, laughing and thinking about their future, but now they are like this, life and death are unknown. The rest of them are even more helpless and do not know the way forward.
The Wuhua Sect noticed it. Because the two sects were somewhat connected, they also knew the disciples in the Jinlei Sect uniform. But the current situation is complicated, and the Jinlei Sect is even more dangerous. They don't want to risk the safety of their disciples, so they can only protect them from a distance.
This is also the reason why these low-level Jinlei Sect disciples can survive alone in such a dangerous situation.
But soon even this apparent security could no longer be maintained. Those demonic cultivators seemed to have noticed their side, and seemed to have a tendency to attack them.
What can the disciples of Jinlei Sect do? They could only run away.
He didn't want to run into some disciples wearing Jinlei Sect clothes on the way back. Blessings never come in pairs, and misfortunes never come alone. Can you give them a way to survive?
"ah--"
During this period, they suddenly heard a junior sister screaming. The crowd quickly separated, and a black shadow floated past, exuding a strong smell of blood, which seemed to come from that person.
At this time, a young disciple standing behind him was so frightened that his calves were weak. Seeing the demonic cultivator coming forward and starting to move, he couldn't think of moving at all. Thinking silently that my life is over, I couldn't help but close my eyes and accept my fate.
In such a situation, it is the most pleasant death to die with your eyes closed. There is no need to watch how the other party kills you, so as not to have any psychological shadow left after reincarnation.
But for some reason, this person had a heart and a brave heart. He felt a strong wind on the pavement and couldn't help but open his eyes out of curiosity to take a look.
A shadow covered him, and he heard the man murmuring slightly coldly: "This should be enough..."
It's like picking vegetables. What was that person's last thought before facing death?
But he did not experience the pain he had expected. The wet and sticky liquid with a strong fishy smell covered his body. His eyes were bright red, and some of it faintly poured into his mouth and nose. A strong wind flickered across his face.
The man was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was not dead. This is, this is not his blood... The man turned around stiffly and saw a scene that became his lifelong nightmare.
It turned out that there was a mutated Jinlei Sect disciple standing behind him, but he was "shorter" at this time. Blood spurted out from the incision, and something white appeared faintly on his head. His head fell to the ground in a strange posture, and gradually returned to its normal shape. The original appearance. His body actually maintained a standing posture.
It's him! A senior fellow from the main peak took great care of him. Before the banquet, he even touched his head and told him not to be nervous. He still remembered the warm temperature. He was the second person after his mother to give him such a warm feeling.
But the other party would never comfort him like this again. He died, his head was in a different place, he died in front of him, in such an undignified way.
The murderer was still standing in front of him, with a frosty face, a different kind of handsomeness, a fierce look on his brows, and a biting red light flashing in his eyes. The opponent held it high
His mind went blank, and he didn't know whether to grieve for his tragically deceased senior brother or grieve for himself who was about to die.
Feeling the murderous aura coming towards him, he really closed his eyes this time.
"Bang!" This time the pain and death still didn't come, and it seemed that the other party was the one who took the first step.
"Shangxian, what are you still doing? Leave quickly. It's too dangerous here..." The voice of a fellow disciple rang in his ears, and someone was pulling him.
He opened his eyes and found that the ferocious demon cultivator had fallen to the ground. There was a Nascent Soul True Lord standing behind him. He didn't recognize it, but he only remembered that he seemed to be a True Lord from the Wuhua Sect.
Did he save me?
The True Lord didn't look at him. He took back his hand and frowned at the corpse that was still standing behind him, with an ugly expression on his face.
"You should leave quickly, this place is more dangerous than any other place." This true king did not specify who he was talking to, but the Jinlei Sect disciples all knew that he was just saying this to them.
Everyone did not dare to delay, and left the place one by one, not daring to stay at all.
"Lou Shangxian, why aren't you leaving yet? What are you doing here in a daze? Let's go quickly..." The person seemed to be stunned, and finally he grabbed the other person impatiently and started to leave.
When Lou Shangxian was pulled away, he looked back strangely. Seeing the senior brother's body standing there, black and red blood spurted out, covering the blue school uniform of Jinleimen.
A white object emerged from the cross-cut neck. The next moment, the object seemed to be squeezed out and flying around in the air. It was struck and moved wildly in the banquet hall like a billiard ball.
Liu Shangxian could see the face of the true king who saved her changed drastically, as if he was throwing something at the corpse... No matter how much Lou Shangxian was, he couldn't see it anymore. He was completely pulled away from him by his fellow disciples, his sight was blocked, and he could no longer be seen.
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"The devil is mature? How could it be?! Come on, don't fight anymore, come back behind me, don't move around. Don't get hit by the unknown white objects flying all over the sky, that's the devil." True Lord Yuanheng hurriedly summoned everyone, and together with True Lord Mingyuan, he opened the spiritual protective shield, intending to isolate those demon species.
Unfortunately, the thing spread too fast and was pervasive. Before the two True Lords reacted, there were dozens of demon seeds inside the protective shield.
If we let them bounce around in the spirit shield at this time, wouldn't it be like catching a turtle in a urn, making it easier for the demon species to hit one of our own people?
Before they could give the order, Ning Xia and several other higher-level foundation-building disciples finally couldn't bear it anymore.
A white shadow came towards her door. At this time, Zhenjun Mingyuan and the others had not figured out what this thing was. No matter what it was, they had to chop it down before talking.
The bright sword was unsheathed, and the Chonghuan sword had been patient for a long time. The white shadow was instantly split into two pieces by the sharp Chonghuan Sword, and fell to the ground with a clatter. Ning Xia squinted and discovered that the white object whose shape could not be seen turned out to be egg-shaped and soft, with a blood-red pool inside mixed with black dirt squirming...
vomit--
The warnings from the True Lords came to my ears, and I knew that they were the so-called demon species... I wanted to vomit even more.
What kind of nonsense? ! That's disgusting!
Ning Xia was furious in her heart, and as if to vent her anger, she sliced into pieces another white figure that was trying to attack from the side.
She didn't want such disgusting things to enter her body. It’s better to just die!
