Chapter 716 Breaking Up Unhappily

After the battle in front of Baoyue Palace, a large number of elite disciples in the three holy places suffered heavy losses, and the fact that almost the entire army was wiped out was gradually known to other disciples who were still in the secret realm.

In the following days, they behaved quite peacefully, did not fight each other, but quietly retreated to the periphery and began to explore.

In the blink of an eye, the time limit of 90 days came. In the Kunlun Secret Realm, the remaining three holy places and people from the Black Demon Race gathered near the entrance and flew into the space passage.

Pumice star sea.

The enchantment around the Kunlun ruins showed a periodicity and became thick again.

At this moment, Master Su Sheng, Shen Tunan, Mu Qianjue, and Shi Wuya stood in the air, each driving their magic weapons, trying their best to maintain the space passage.

After maintaining the space channel for a full three months, even though the four of them are powerful gods, they look a little tired at this moment.

Moreover, the golden clouds around the Kunlun ruins trembled from time to time, showing signs of instability, and seemed to fly into the turbulent space again soon.

Around the square, the holy rank elders of the four forces looked forward to the space passage one by one, and the deadline was coming soon, wondering what their disciples would gain from it.

There are many treasures in the ruins of Kunlun, so there should be a lot of harvest. I just hope that the disciples will not suffer heavy casualties.

"I don't know how much I will gain from the disciples of the Eighth Temple. Guanzhu Peng, you have the most disciples in Lihuo Temple this time. I wonder if you are interested in making a bet with me. Let's bet on which disciple will gain more." Duize The master Yun Mengze laughed.

"Hehe, Master Yun wants to bet, so the old man will naturally accompany him. I don't know what Master Yun wants to bet on?" Peng Yue secretly wondered whether the two of them, Shi and Mu, got the thing for him, but there was no expression on his face.

"I heard that Guanzhu Peng got a piece of soft crystal of Wanshui some time ago. I was about to refine a magic weapon. I happened to be short of this material. This is my bet." Yun Mengze said with a smile, and took out a The pitch-black long whip seemed to be made of some kind of fairy bamboo, and the whip body showed a section.

"Black Bamboo Whip! Master Yun is so confident that he actually bet on this treasure." Peng Yue raised his eyebrows and said.

Yun Mengze smiled and said nothing.

"Okay, since Master Yun is interested, I will accompany you naturally." Peng Yue laughed.

The other temple masters were also very interested at the moment, and a few of them also bet on how much the disciples would gain.

The same is true for Qinglan Holy Land and Chasing Cloud Sword Sect. Compared with before, the tense atmosphere has eased a bit.

At this moment, the space channel in mid-air flickered with light, and a group of disciples flew out from it. They were the disciples of Qinglan Holy Land. There were only about thirty people in their heads. The leader was Zhao Jian, who landed on Qinglan Holy Land. Elders are nearby.

Master Su Sheng frowned, and the expressions of several Qinglan Holy Land elders changed.

"Zhao Jian, why are you the only ones, and the others? Are they still behind?" An old man with white eyebrows in Qinglan Holy Land asked.

"Elder Liu, these people are already all the disciples of our Qinglan Holy Land, and everyone else has fallen in the secret realm." Zhao Jian lowered his head, clenched his hands into fists, with a sad and excited expression.

"How is it possible!" the white-browed old man heard the words, his complexion changed drastically, and he said in a low voice.

Seeing this scene, the other three parties did not show any expression of gloating, and their faces became more serious, and the relaxed and relaxed atmosphere just now disappeared.

The disciples who entered the secret realm, each faction has a full hundred people, and they are all carefully selected leaders from their respective sects. Many of them are very likely to aspire to the holy realm as long as they wait a little longer.

According to the original estimate, the loss of one-fourth, at most one-third is the maximum limit, but now less than one-third is left, which is really unexpected.

At this moment, the space channel flashed slightly, and another group of people flew out, this time it was the Cloud Chasing Sword Sect, the number of people was surprisingly smaller than that of Qinglan Holy Land, there were only more than 20 swallows.

Mu Qianjue's face was a little ugly, not to mention the elders behind him, if Mu Yishang hadn't been at the head of the team, his face would have been even more ashen.

"Mu Yi, why are you the only ones, and where are the other disciples?" Several cloud-chasing sword sect elders flew over and asked hastily.

"Several elders, the disciples are not doing well, and the other disciples have already died in the secret realm." Mu Yi looked at Zhao Jian and others in Qinglan Holy Land, with a hint of hatred in his eyes.

"What!" The faces of the elders of the Zhuyun Sword Sect changed drastically.

Naturally, Mu Qianjue and the others also noticed Mu Yi's eyes, and turned to Zhao Jian with unkind eyes.

Suddenly, the space channel flickered twice in a row, and people from the Lichen Sect and the Black Demon Clan also flew out, similar to the Qinglan Holy Land and the Cloud Chasing Sword Sect, only a few dozen people from each of them came out.

Especially the Black Demon Clan, the ones who came out alive at this moment are all ordinary clan members who are in the mid-stage of heaven, and none of the real elite disciples appeared here.

The same is true of the Lichen Sect, the chief disciple of Baguan who entered it, except Wenhua from Lihuoguan who did not participate, among the other seven people who entered, only Mo Gehui came out.

Peng Yue's face was extremely ugly, and his eyes searched back and forth among the twenty or so members of the Lichen Sect, but he didn't find Shi Mu and Yan Luo. Could it be that they also fell into it?

Rumble!

At this moment, the golden cloud outside the Kunlun ruins trembled violently, and a large piece of golden light gushed out, pushing the four god-level powers Su Sheng, Shen Tunan, Mu Qianjue, and Shi Wuya back out.

The space channel trembled violently, and closed after a few breaths.

The Kunlun ruins were shining with golden light, and the surrounding golden clouds were spinning rapidly, wrapping the Kunlun ruins and flying towards the distance of the sky at a rather slow speed.

The Three Great Sacred Lands and the Black Demon Clan felt sad because of the heavy casualties of their disciples at this moment, and they didn't care about the closure of the Kunlun ruins.

"What's going on? Why did so many disciples die?" The white-browed old man from Qinglan Holy Land looked at Zhao Jian and asked.

"Elder Liu, the thing is like this..." After Zhao Jian was about to enter the Kunlun ruins, he explained in detail the situation he encountered at the beginning.

"The various restrictions in the ruins, the puppets are very powerful, exceeding our expectations, and caused many casualties. But what really caused more than half of the disciples of our sect to fall was after entering the inner circle of the ruins, the Chasing Cloud Sword Sect and the Lichen Sect The two sects of fellow daoists did not cooperate at all, and only cared about their own interests, which caused us to be taken advantage of by the puppet army and the Black Demons, causing heavy casualties." Zhao Jian said coldly.

The white-browed old man frowned, his eyes turned cold.

"Hmph! Fellow Daoist Zhao Jian is really righteous, but on that stone platform, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Fellow Daoist Zhao Jian was the first to attack us and killed several people from our Lichen Sect. I witnessed this matter with my own eyes. See, how do you explain this matter?" Mo Xihui said with a sneer.

"If you hadn't been for Li Chenzong and Zhuyun Sword Sect to take the lead, I would not have done it." Zhao Jian looked at Mo Xihui and Mu Yi and said angrily.

"Senior Brother Zhao Jian really knows how to turn black and white, obviously you people from Qinglan Holy Land attacked us first." Mu Yi was originally filled with righteous indignation, but now he scolded with an angry face.

"I said earlier that the blow from the beginning was not sent by our Qinglan disciples at all, but someone framed it!" Zhao Jian retorted coldly.

"Hmph! Do you have evidence for what you said? Who knows if you are shirking responsibility! Besides, that little girl is wearing your Qinglan Holy Land costume!" Mu Yi said with a sneer.

Zhao Jian's face was furious, and he was about to speak.

"Okay, stop arguing." The white-browed old man suddenly made a sound and scolded.

Zhao Jian immediately closed his mouth, but still looked at Mo Xihui and Mu Yi with hatred in his eyes.

"According to what you said, could it be that the disciples of the three holy places just killed each other like this, and finally died? As the leader of the team, why didn't you stop the fight?" the old man with white eyebrows said in a deep voice.

"Elder Liu, after we calmed down a bit later, we naturally stopped killing each other immediately, but then all of us fell into a trap and were enveloped by a huge phantom formation. This formation can affect our minds, and everyone actually killed each other Wake up, the last elite disciples of our Qinglan Holy Land fell there, and most of them died at the hands of the Cloud Chasing Sword Sect." Zhao Jian's eyes were full of hatred, and he looked at the disciples of the Cloud Chasing Sword Sect not far away.

The white-browed old man's face was livid, and he suddenly looked at the Chasing Cloud Sword Sect, bursting out with a murderous intent.

The other Qinglan Holy Land elders also looked at the Chasing Cloud Sword Sect with murderous intent on their faces.

The aura of several holy-rank elders united together, like a huge mountain, overwhelming the crowd of Chasing Cloud Sword Sect.

At this moment, the figures of the disciples of the Cloud Chasing Sword Sect flashed in front of them, and several holy elders appeared, their bodies shone with light, and a huge aura burst out suddenly.

The two invisible auras collided with each other, and the void trembled violently.

"What do you guys mean by this? Is Qinglan Holy Land going to start a war with my Cloud-chasing Sword Sect? I have asked Mu Yi just now, and most of the disciples of my Cloud-chasing Sword Sect are also people from Qinglan Holy Land." If you want to kill someone, we will accompany you to the end!" A holy elder of the Cloud Chasing Sword Sect said coldly while pinching the sword formula with his hands.

The two sides were tense for a while, and it seemed that they were going to fight immediately.

"Stop!" A voice emerged, knocking on everyone's hearts like an evening drum and morning bell, causing most of their killing intent to disappear in an instant.

A figure slowly descended from the sky, it was the real Su Sheng.

At this moment, Shen Tunan, Mu Qianjue, and Shi Wuya also fell from mid-air, and the faces of the four god-level existences were not very good-looking.

"Two fellow daoists, it seems that the Kunlun ruins far exceeded our expectations, and the inside is thrilling and unpredictable. As for the reason why our disciples suffered heavy casualties, I can't just blame one side in my opinion, let's end here. "Realist Su Sheng looked at Shen Tunan and Mu Qianjue and said.

"That's it." Shentu Nan said expressionlessly.

Mu Qianjue's face was gloomy, and after a while, he nodded slowly.

Shi Wuya looked at the only remaining clansmen with a livid face, but when he saw the three holy lands being at war, he felt a little joy in his heart, which alleviated a little bit of his depression.

"Everyone, since the Kunlun ruins have disappeared, we don't need to stay here any longer, let's say goodbye." Su Sheng waved his hand, and a blue light emerged, covering everyone in Qinglan Holy Land.

With a flash of blue light, everyone in Qinglan Holy Land disappeared without a trace.

Shen Tunan and Mu Qianjue soon left with the disciples of the Lichen Sect and the Cloud Chasing Sword Sect. Shi Wuya sneered, and with a big wave of his hand, he flew back to the nearby giant boat with the only remaining Black Demons, and sped quickly. Leave.

In a blink of an eye, the surrounding area returned to silence, only the temporary residences stood there alone.

...

Naturally, Shi Mu didn't know anything about the outside situation. At this moment, he was still retreating and meditating in Baoyue Palace. (To be continued.)