"Um?"

The monks who were chatting all looked at Zhao Lang. After noticing the logo on his sleeves, their expressions changed slightly. They were chatting behind their backs, but they were overheard by the monks from the Huanxi Demon Sect. They immediately regretted what they had just done.

The monk who was talking most excitedly closed his mouth and glanced at Zhao Lang with a wry smile on his face.

Ning Qi was fascinated by what he was listening to. When he heard that Demon Lord Huanxi had broken his legs, he immediately felt that the decision to release that guy was very correct. One against four! The combat power of such a being is probably greater than that of the five great elements.

Zun and his ilk are getting stronger, maybe they can really bring some trouble to Immortal Emperor Daoyan!

"What? You're silent? Who gave you the courage to talk nonsense about our sect leader!?"

Zhao Lang's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Brother, we are not talking nonsense. Many monks have witnessed this matter with their own eyes. Everything we just said is the truth."

The other party smiled bitterly.

"The truth!? Do you really think I'm a fool? Who in this world can defeat my sect leader with one against four!? If you don't give me an explanation for today's matter, don't even think about leaving here!"

Zhao Lang said coldly.

"Don't bully others too much. Since we are here, we don't take our lives too seriously. Do you really think that since you are a monk from the Demon Huanxi Sect, we won't dare to attack you?"

The other party was angered by Zhao Lang's words. Seven or eight people stood up and looked at Zhao Lang eagerly.

Zhao Lang's expression changed, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes. How dare a monk be so disrespectful even though he knew his identity!? He was about to get angry, but was stopped by Duanmu Chong and You Feng, who shouted at the group.

The monk asked a few questions, and the other party told him what happened in the Valley of the Dead. The monk in the ruined temple looked very interesting and half-convinced.

"It turns out that there are so many things happening in the Valley of the Dead..."

Bu Shaofeng was shocked in his heart, and regretted not witnessing this spectacular fight, which could level the Valley of the Dead. That battle was definitely exciting, but if he knew, the cause of the battle was entirely because of the people around him.

This senior, I’m afraid, won’t think so.

"It's impossible. The leader of our sect is a peerless strong man. How could someone cut off his legs? If I find out later that you and others are spreading rumors about this, and you and others have fled to the ends of the earth, I will not let you go even if I am happy for the Demon Sect.

Pass you!"

Zhao Lang still didn't believe it, but he didn't intend to go into details, because considering the current situation, it was really inappropriate for him to fight with others, so he said a harsh word and sat down cross-legged.

When the other party saw this, his face was a little ugly, and he snorted secretly in his heart, and then continued to chat, but the person who chatted the most was the Immortal Killer Yuan Zun. After all, they had learned from the past, and it would not be good to talk about the Huanxi Demon Lord and the others now, so they

From another perspective, from the perspective of Immortal Killer Yuan Zun, many monks were attracted by the stories they told and listened attentively.

Brother and sister Bu Shaofeng listened most attentively, their ears twitching from time to time. When they heard the wonderful points, they were beaming with joy.

boom!

There was another huge thunder in the sky.

"It's going to rain soon. Are those guys going to come out again?"

A female cultivator stared blankly outside the ruined temple, her eyes a little sad. She probably had a friend who died here.

"We're here! Fortunately, we caught up!"

A familiar voice came from outside the door. Tu Kong, Zhang Qinghua, and Ji Kui stepped inside with a look of joy on their faces. As soon as they entered the ruined temple, huge raindrops suddenly started falling outside. However, the color of these raindrops

It's not transparent, but blood red, as bright as blood!

Everyone glanced at Tu Kong and the others, curled their lips, and ignored them.

"Brother Tu Kong, there is a seat over here, let's sit here."

The seat Ji Kui chose was not far from Ning Qi. When the three of them came here, their expressions were all stunned, and they looked at Ning Qi in disbelief.

"Brother Xuanbei? Why are you here?"

Tu Kong stared at Ning Qi dumbfounded, feeling incredible in his heart. How could Ning Qi, who had been dead for a long time in his opinion, reappear here!?

Zhang Qinghua reacted very quickly and secretly winked at Ji Kui. They had to be careful. After all, Tu Kong had betrayed Ning Qi before. If Ning Qi remembered it, he would probably take the opportunity to retaliate!

A trace of ridicule flashed in Ning Qi's eyes, and he smiled lightly: "I'm fast, aren't I?"

"This... haha, I knew Brother Xuanbei was fast enough and wouldn't die in the Valley of the Dead. I never thought we could see each other again. What a fate..."

Tu Kongpi nodded with a smile, and then sat down with Zhang Qinghua and the two girls, but he was worried in his heart that what Ning Qi just said was obviously a mockery of his excuse for Ning Qi's speed, and then put Ning Qi to death.

He was betrayed simply and neatly.

"Fifty, exactly fifty people. If anyone comes again, the number will be exceeded. But it has started to rain now, so no one should come in, right?"

Bu Shaofeng was very nervous about the number of people and counted them again.

As a result, he came to whatever he wanted, and a group of monks, about ten or so, broke into the ruined temple. When Zhao Lang saw this group of monks, a hint of joy appeared on his face.

"It seems so crowded..."

Xiao Wuye frowned.

"It doesn't matter if it's full, just throw a few people out."

Zhan Donglai sneered.

"You can throw it away."

Fu Ji smiled.

"Amitabha."

Sakyamuni puts his hands together.

In addition to these four people, the other seven or eight people were also disciples of the seven major sects. It could be seen from their clothes that Zhao Lang and the other three quickly stood up and stepped forward.

"You escaped from that restriction? Where are the others?"

Duanmuchong asked with a frown.

"We are lucky. We came out first, and it will take a while for others to come out."

Xiao Wuye said calmly, looking around the ruined temple. Many monks felt a little uneasy when they saw this, especially those with lower cultivation levels. The number of people in the ruined temple now exceeded fifty, and they had to be eliminated.

There are more than a dozen people, and they are likely to be thrown out by the other party.

The seven or eight monks who had had a quarrel with Zhao Lang before immediately lowered their heads. If they were not afraid of Zhao Lang and the others before, it was because there were only three of them. But now it is different. This group of monks who came are not.

There are monks from the Six Paths of Reincarnation Sect, the Yin Yang Sect, the Lian Zhan Sect and the Jiucha Ancient Temple. If there is a conflict, they will definitely lose!

"It's not good..."

A trace of worry flashed in Bu Shaofeng's eyes. He and Bu Qingshi could be said to have the lowest cultivation levels in the ruined temple. If a dozen people were to be eliminated, they would definitely be among them!

"It turns out that they were held back by some forbidden area. No wonder..."

A flash of surprise flashed in Ning Qi's eyes. At this time, Zhao Lang and the others had already begun to select monks, and casually ordered more than a dozen people: "You guys, get out."
Chapter completed!