After the sound of the bell died down, the headmaster of the Four Immortals Sect stood up, but his face was very bad.
The disciples who were teleported looked at the sky in confusion, and some did not understand why they were suddenly teleported out when there was still some time before the secret realm was closed.
These disciples were a quarter less than the original ones, and that quarter, without even thinking about it, just fell into the secret realm.
More than 1,000 people died within a few months, and more than 300 died. In the past, there were only a hundred people at most.
An elder of the Ziyan Clan looked at these disciples with a gloomy expression. Not only him, but also the elders of the Xia Xiang family.
At this time, there were only more than seventy disciples from the three families gathered on the top of the snow peak! Nearly half remained in the secret realm.
Especially the disciples of the Ziyan Sect, there were less than ten scattered, with only eight people left. Moreover, they are all disciples at the Qi Gathering Level.
The Ziyan Sect Elder's heart was bleeding, and all the disciples who had gathered their Qi perfectly were dead inside. Not only that, even the core disciple Su Dongbo didn't come out!
Although Su Dongbo is only at the early stage of foundation building, his potential is stronger than most of the core disciples! This is a person who built his foundation with the eleventh level of energy gathering. Even in the entire Qingzhou, his potential is ranked among the best!
But such a genius is gone! The elder of the Ziyan Sect looked at the headmaster, wondering why there was no reaction when he saw so many disciples who had lost so many. He also didn't understand why he knelt down when he heard the sound of the bell.
Although they are elders, they do not understand the meaning of the bell, they just think it means the end of the secret realm!
The two elders of the Xia Xiang family on the side saw that almost half of the children in the family were missing. They wanted to say something, but when they saw the young man from the Ziyan clan, they felt even more pitiful. They looked at each other and could only sigh.
I'm afraid there may be changes in Luo Yun's secret realm this time! From the sudden changes in the standings just now, it can be seen that those disciples may have died in this accident.
"My elixir! My elixir!" A monk's face was ferocious, full of unwillingness.
This monk was the one who almost got the elixir, but all the elixir he was about to get dissipated before his eyes. This was a thrill that no one could bear.
This monk has gone crazy! A liquid condensation monk took action and restrained him.
At this time, Yan Nantian received a message from the Supreme Elder. He cupped his fists towards the other Immortal Sect Masters and said, "Dear Immortal Friends, there are still important matters in the sect. Yan needs to take the first step. As for the bet, Fellow Daoist Long , how about you and I just give up?"
The other three Immortal Sect Masters also received the news about the existence of the golden elixir in their sects, and they all wanted to rush back to deal with the funeral arrangements.
As for the bet. If it weren't for this incident, the monk surnamed Long would definitely lose. I didn’t know that the disciples of Luo Yun Sect this time were as if they had been beaten to death, and their points far exceeded the second place’s 20,000 points.
The headmaster surnamed Long naturally agreed to this outcome and said with cupped hands: "In this case, I, the Ziyan Sect, will also leave. Everyone, take your leave!"
"Farewell!" the leaders of Qingyun Sect and Fu Zhen Sect also said.
Master Long looked at the crowd, and his expression suddenly changed!
Among the fifty elite disciples of the inner sect, only eight are left, and they are still the ones with the lowest cultivation levels.
Headmaster Long saw that the Qingyun Sect's disciples were only missing a dozen people, the Fu Zhen Sect was only missing five people, and the Luo Yun Sect was missing six people.
When he thought that the Luoyun Sect's points had increased significantly, while the Ziyan Sect had not increased for a long time, and was even left behind by the seven major families, his face suddenly darkened, and he glanced at the Mingming Luoyun Sect disciples.
Headmaster Long suspected that his disciples were plotted by the Luoyun Sect.
Chu Cheng, who was in the corner, felt a line of sight sweeping towards him with murderous intent, and was also shocked. Fortunately, this sight was just a quick glance. But even so, Chu Cheng was still sweating behind him.
Naturally, he recognized this person as the headmaster of the Ziyan Sect, and he couldn't help but be shocked. Almost most of the disciples of Ziyan Sect died in his hands, more than 20 if not thirty.
Logically speaking, Chu Cheng killed only half of the Ziyanmen monks, and there was no way there were only eight left. As for the disciples of the Xia Xiang family, less than twenty of them died at the hands of Chu Cheng. Now it is almost half less.
It seems that the three disciples of the Ziyan Clan have encountered serious trouble in the Luo Yun Secret Realm.
"Chu Cheng..." Just when Chu Cheng was stunned, a Nuonuo voice rang out.
Chu Cheng lowered his head and saw the beautiful woman in his arms. Her face was red, her beautiful eyes were turbulent, and she seemed to have deep resentment.
"You..." Liu Qian was embarrassed but stopped, and after a long time she said: "You scratched me and hurt me." After saying that, her cheeks suddenly turned redder.
"It hurts to scratch?" Chu Cheng was stunned. He always felt that there was a lump of flesh in his hand. Suddenly he thought of something. He suddenly looked down and saw a lump of flesh in his right hand.
Chu Cheng hurriedly let her go and coughed a few times in embarrassment. At this moment, a female voice came.
"Miss! It's great that you're okay!" A short, fat woman from the crowd trotted over. It was the woman who someone mistakenly thought was Liu Qian before.
"Yun'er..." Liu Qian was also happy to see this woman and walked over quickly.
"Miss, the head of the family called us over. It seems that there is something wrong with Luo Yun's secret realm. There will be no rankings this time. We will go back soon." The woman named Yun'er said softly.
"Problem?" Chu Cheng on the side raised his eyebrows when he heard this and thought of something.
"Disciples of Luoyun Sect gather! Return to the sect!" At this time, Ji Dongbei, the great elder of Luoyun Sect, shouted, and his voice echoed in all directions. The disciples of Luoyun Sect walked out of the crowd one after another and gathered together.
"Qingyun Sect disciples come out!"
"The disciples of the Fu Zhen Sect come out!"
Then one voice after another sounded, and disciples from various sects walked out of the crowd. Soon, there were only a few people left in the crowd.
Liu Qian sighed in her heart, turned around and said, "Brother Chu, then you and I will say goodbye."
"Well, okay. See you later!" Chu Cheng clasped his fists and bowed down.
He just caught that soft spot and could only smile awkwardly, not daring to look directly into her eyes and dodging a little.
Liu Qian brushed the broken hair around her ears, pursed her lips and blinked her eyebrows, saying nothing, and seemed to want to say something, but she couldn't.
Chu Cheng thought of something and said embarrassedly: "I almost forgot, your flying treasure is still with me." After saying that, he patted the storage ring and took out the flying treasure.
A sigh rises in whose heart? Who is it that wants to say that but can't?
Liu Qian smiled softly, raised her delicate hand slightly, shook her head slightly and said: "Brother Chu saved my life three times, this flying treasure is considered to be given to you by this little girl."
Chu Cheng was stunned and couldn't understand why this young lady's temper had changed so drastically. Not only did he call himself Brother Chu, his tone was so gentle.
Before Chu Cheng could react, the stunning woman had slowly left.
The lotus steps are light and graceful, and she is dressed in a long green dress. Her beauty is so flawless, her beauty is so otherworldly, and her unparalleled elegance can be found nowhere else in this world.
Someone noticed this stunning woman and was attracted by her supreme appearance. Shouts of surprise echoed in all directions.
"Who is this woman!" someone exclaimed, and the rapid breathing could be clearly heard all around.
"How can there be such a beauty in the world! I think even the four beauties of Qingzhou would be like a firefly meeting the bright moon, like a peony meeting a fairy lotus!" Some people's eyes were straightened when they saw her. Not just those low-level monks. Even those liquid condensation monks were shocked at this time!
Heaven and earth have created beautiful women like this, they are indeed the immortals of the Nine Heavens. Just look back and see the day when winter flowers bloom. Just the sound of the silver bell is light and crisp, just like the spring breeze returning to the world several times.
Even the world between heaven and earth was turbulent and flashing with golden light at this moment.
"Huh? Golden light?" Chu Cheng came back to his senses and looked up when he felt the golden light.
I saw a fiery red lion coming from the west, stamping down with fierce force.
With this step, a violent wind swept around, and some low-level monks were thrown aside. Even the liquid condensation cultivator groaned and stepped back.
Those monks were not from the same sect, and their realms were different, but the only thing they had in common was that they were looking at this stunning girl just now.
The fire lion was covered in blood red, but exuded a thick golden light. His aura actually reached the sixth level!
"Jia Luo Fire Lion!" Some knowledgeable monks exclaimed.
The Jialuo Fire Lion is a spiritual beast of heaven and earth, and even contains a drop of the blood essence of the ancient divine beast Suanni in its body. Its strength is not weaker than the powerful golden elixir.
There is a powerful golden elixir here, but it has not taken action. A golden elixir monk fights the Jialuo Fire Lion. Although he will not lose, it is difficult to defeat it.
This is not an ordinary monster, but a spiritual beast of heaven and earth, and a descendant of an ancient divine beast. More importantly, they all knew that this Jia Luo Fire Lion was the contracted spirit beast of the ancestor of the Zhang family.
Although the ancestor of the Zhang family is only in the middle stage of Jindan cultivation, his strength in Qingzhou ranks among the top ten! Even the golden elixir perfection cultivator dare not fight with him easily.
The most important thing is that the ancestor of the Zhang family has a Jialuo Fire Lion whose strength can rival those in the late Jindan stage.
Chu Cheng looked at the fire lion, his blood boiling and he became excited.
This fire lion is very extraordinary, his body actually longs for it. As expected, it contains the essence and blood of mythical beasts as rumored.
Only the essence and blood of divine beasts can make Chu Cheng, who practices Xuanhuang immortality, feel shocked in his heart! He knew that if he refined this Jialuo Fire Lion, his Xuanhuang Immortality Art would definitely be able to advance again.
But this is just a thought. This Garo Fire Lion is so powerful and terrifying that it can kill him with just its power!
The Garo fire lion landed next to Liu Qian and climbed down. As she sat on the back of the fire lion, her identity was revealed.
It is said that the old Zhang family has a great-great-granddaughter who is deeply loved and the apple of their eyes.
The Jialuo Fire Lion carried Liu Qian on its back, raised its hooves slightly, and then stepped into the sky.
As she left, the children of the Zhang family also boarded the flying boat and left. After that, the seven major families and the Four Immortal Sects also left one after another.
Chu Cheng came to the gathering place of Luoyun Sect and walked to Changsun Hall to make peace. Then he got on the flying boat and sat down next to Chen Yin, waiting for the flying boat to take off.
