Chapter 458

"This time, we wanjianzong want to set an example to the others. They want to take the opportunity to pick things before the new disciples grow up. They may not have calculated how abundant resources Xiao Li has left for the sect. Although the nine spiritual veins are dispensable, they are related to the sect's reputation, and the matter must be tough to the end," the sect leader Wang Kunlong said angrily.

"Bang, bang, Bang... Nine times in a row," the sound of the clock woke the whole wanjianzong, even the disciples who closed in the wanjianta, and hurried out of the pass.

What does nine sound mean? As a disciple, I know it best. However, it's the kind of going out to fight against your opponent, or the kind that never dies.

Black tooth peak is a semi martial arts training ground, but there are only dozens of breathing rooms. Above the main stage, the patriarch Wang Kunlong, the big elder and the second elder are on the left and right sides respectively. Behind him are the supreme elder and your ancestors. Under the stage, there are elders, Dharma protectors and deacons on both sides.

Tens of thousands of people are the backbone of wanjianzong. Everyone carries a long sword.

The atmosphere in the field is very dignified, and you can clearly feel the gas of deforestation.

All disciples, no matter what they do when they hear the bell of the sect, put down their things, even the factotum disciples.

The figures all over the sky, dense and continuous, all in order, find their own team.

After a incense stick, except for the disciples, elders and deacons who went out to perform the task, they failed to return in time. I believe they are all rushing back when they get the news.

"Just last night, our wanjianzong secretly found nine excellent spiritual veins in the crowded auction house branch in Yuzhou. However, when an elder and twelve core disciples went to investigate, they found the spiritual veins, but the mantis caught cicadas, and the Yellow finches were in ambush. They were all killed. The spiritual veins were robbed. The death was extremely tragic. There was no cover up at all, This is a blatant challenge to wanjianzong. What should we do???? " The patriarch Wang Kunlong roared loudly, and the voice echoed in the ears of more than 9 million disciples.

"Fight, fight, fight, fight to the death, fight to the death, fight to the death, raise the name of our sect..." the voice of more than 9 million disciples shocked the sky and full of momentum. Even the disciples who have just entered wanjianzong for less than half a year are boiling with blood.

"Hum, exactly what force did it. Our wanjianzong has found out that there may be more than one force. Now the son is out to find the way to the spirit world. The hostile forces will certainly report to the regiment for warmth. Are you afraid?" The second elder's sword Danqing also roared.

"Not afraid... Not afraid... Not afraid"

"In that case, let's......"

"Newspaper, newspaper, newspaper," a lightning figure interrupted the words of the two elders. In the middle of the air, he fell down and was caught by a supreme elder.

"Xiao Wei, what happened? What happened?"

"Pooh, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the chest of the supreme elder, report... Report... Report to the master, enemy attack... Enemy attack", and then fainted to death.

Although the disciple's voice was not loud, it suddenly burst open in the semi martial arts field.

"What? There are still people who dare to attack our wanjianzong, "a deacon dare not believe.

There was a constant chirp among the disciples.

"Shut up, where is the law enforcement leader? Then there are disciples who make noise, abandon their accomplishments and drive out of the sect. They are still making noise here when the sect is alive and dead. They really don't understand some rules. " The cloud was too angry and broke out in an instant.

Let more than 9 million disciples, who were still unaware of what they had done wrong, shut their mouths one after another, because most of them are new disciples. Although they have some gifted spiritual roots, their combat experience is simply a piece of white paper.

Hearing the enemy's attack, they were all in a panic, which made the sect leader Wang Kunlong shake his head secretly. If such a disciple grows up in the future, how should he face the zombie army of the Yin corpse sect?

How can we deal with the massive resources left by the "little younger martial brother" and change the religious rules? We must really see the blood and have a life and death crisis in order to cast elite disciples.

"In the dark corpse disaster war, each of the more than three million surviving old disciples is responsible for leading two new junior brothers and sisters. The time is urgent. There are only ten breaths to prepare for the war!!!" The Lord of the war hall roared.

This is the "war hall" of wanjianzong, which has just been established, but there are not many disciples selected at all, so we welcome it.

Sure enough, the experienced old disciples are speed. More than 6 million new disciples have been led by senior brothers and sisters. Vaguely, thousands of sword array queues have been arranged.

The patriarch Wang Kunlong, with tens of thousands of backbone high-level leaders of the sect, stepped up into the air and fell into the front of the semi martial arts field.

Just standing up, the enemy below has forced the disciples guarding Heiya peak back here.

As soon as yuntaini's aura was grasped, more than a dozen seriously injured external disciples of wanjian sect were thrown into the rear camp one after another. Naturally, an elder caught them and fed them healing pills.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, since all the disciples of wanjianzong are gathered here, we won't search everywhere and kill them one by one," said a middle-aged man with Danfeng eyes and a dark smile on his face.

"What the elder brother said is true. It really saves a lot of trouble. Now Li Shengzi has gone to the core of the death demon sea to find an ethereal and fruitless route. I'm afraid the royal family of Shenwu empire can't save the near fire when they receive the news," a man was wrapped up in a black robe.

Looking at these two people, the patriarch Wang Kunlong, the elder and the second elder shouted out one after another.

"Holy tiger thunder and ghosts complain about the ancient times. It was you who really ate the courage of a bear heart and a leopard and dared to destroy our wanjianzong. It really took no time to find a suitable interface and destroy the holy palace and wanguizong. Now you jump out to find your own death. God helps me," the patriarch Wang Kunlong laughed.

"Hum, Wan Jianzong is powerful now. We can't shake Wan Jianzong with our two forces, but look at those people behind us. I'm sure they will bring you a big gift," the leader of Wan Guizong mocked.

As soon as his words fell, there were seventy or eighty first and second rate sects behind him, including the leader of Badao sect, Ba mourning Ji, the leader of Wenxiu sect, Kumu sect, deyunmen... And more than 15 million monks behind him.

What made them even more complacent was that in the crowded crowd behind them, more than a dozen people, living in the elders of wanjianzong and the Supreme Master, respectfully led the way for the three elders.