Return from the second dimension

The long arrows of runes that descended from the sky were continuously inserted into the body in the desperate eyes of Monk Wu Jizong.

The explosion sounded constantly, the cultivators of the Promise Sect flew across, and the horrible howling sound continued in the air.

The monk's vitality is extremely strong, this kind of burst damage is like a thousand swords, and it is still cutting the meat with a dull knife, which is simply miserable.

"Livestock!"

Seeing that the fellow monks were suffering, many Promise Sect monks roared and rushed directly to the sky.

They tried to rescue their companions, defeat the monks in the spiritual realm, and defend the dignity of the local spiritual realm.

Unexpectedly, just tens of meters above the ground, he could not continue to rise, as if an invisible barrier was covering his head.

Many sect cultivators flew too fast, they were knocked into confusion, and fell to the ground one after another.

Under this situation, they were unable to rescue them, and could only watch their fellow students suffer.

"Sect Master, think of a way!"

An elder roared loudly and looked at Sect Master Promise, hoping to find a solution to the problem.

"What can be done?"

The master of a dignified sect actually answered his subordinates this way, which shows how helpless he feels.

"Could you please ask the Supreme Elder to attack the enemy's means?"

"The elder too?"

Sect Master Wuji heard this and couldn't help but sneered.

Up to now, the elder Taishang has not taken any action, that can only explain one thing.

They have no confidence in themselves and no certainty of victory, so they will always stand still.

This is the same reason, so that Sect Master Wuji has no confidence.

There are seven elders of the Promise Sect, all of whom are long-established practitioners.

Even if they dare not take action, it is enough to prove the enemy's toughness. Under such circumstances, how can Sect Master Promise dare to act indiscriminately?

As for the other sects, they are still waiting and watching, and they will never make a move until the last moment.

Maybe even if the war really started, they might not take action, but chose to leave the battlefield?

It is absolutely not uncommon for such a thing to happen, no matter which sect, in fact, all pay attention to profit first.

At this moment, the Sect Master Wuji felt like he was being barbecued on the fire, and he was about to vomit blood in depression.

Inside the sect, Mu Jiuling was wreaking havoc, and countless sect monks could only watch, but they had nothing to do.

In the sky above the sect, the elite monks were tightly trapped, and they could only watch them being killed by the enemy and torn apart by rune arrows.

The reinforcements of the major sects did not want to help, the sect's supreme elders couldn't count on it, and the Wuji Sect Master had nothing to do.

The lofty ambitions in my heart have long since vanished and turned into indescribable panic.

His original plan was to use the hands of various sects and cooperate with Qianzhangfeng to kill all the monks in the treasure house.

After the victory, the Qianzhang Summit receives the treasure house, and the Promise Sovereign can get everything promised by the other party.

But I don't know how things have changed, far beyond imagination. If the monks in the treasure house dare to cross borders to avenge others, how can they not have the ability to look after the house?

To be the master of a sect, one must have enough courage and courage. After realizing that the situation is extremely unfavorable to one's own side, the Sect Master Wuji has already made up his mind.

"What do you want to stop the attack?"

The rune warship in the sky has never launched an attack, which means that the treasure house does not want to go to war.

The monk in the treasure house is also waiting, waiting for Sect Master Promise to be softened.

If Sect Master Wuji refuses to be soft, then what happens next may become more serious.

"I have already said that Mu Jiuling is our employer. If you have any requirements, just ask him!"

The great elder in the sky replied in a cold tone.

"I know."

Sect Master Wuji replied, turning around and flying towards the inside of the sect.

A long distance away, you could hear Mu Jiuling laughing wildly, with indescribable joy.

He may not be able to kill all the enemies back then, but he can destroy the entire Promise Sect.

In the process of demolishing, the Wujizong monk could only watch with angry eyes, but could not stop it at all.

The more angry the monk of Promise Sect, the happier Mu Jiuling.

This is also a kind of revenge, causing the enemy to suffer severe losses, but there is nothing it can do.

Mu Jiuling became happier as she was demolished. In a short period of time, the interior of the Promise Sect had been blazing into the sky.

"Stop it."

A voice rang out into Mu Jiuling's ears.

When I turned my head and looked around, I saw Sect Master Wuji hanging in the air, looking at him with extremely complicated eyes.

There was anger in his eyes and unwillingness, and he could not wait to bite Mu Jiuling to death.

"Ho ho ho..."

Mu Jiuling let out a hoarse growl, his eyes burst out like flames, staring straight at Sect Master Wuji.

"Stop, why should you stop? Now it's just started, you can't stand it?

Back then, my Baihe Sect occupies an area of ​​300 acres and 300 buildings. Isn't it also destroyed by you and eventually turned into ruins?

I will let you see with your own eyes how I razed the Promise Sect to the ground, so that not even a tree or grass will be left!"

Seems to have found a new outlet, Mu Jiuling roared loudly, like a crazy beast.

"For what happened that year, I can only express regret. When I knew about it, the White River Sect had long ceased to exist.

No one knows your existence, so even if you want to compensate, you can't find anyone.

Now that you have come to your door and want to settle the things of the year, then I will meet your requirements."

Sect Master Wuji said that, without looking back, he roared: "All those who participated in the White River Sect incident back then gave me the initiative to stand up. Don't let your actions damage the interests of the entire Sect!"

At this moment, Sect Master Wuji had to make some sacrifices, otherwise let this situation continue, and the losses suffered would become more and more serious.

Hearing the command of the Sect Master, the cultivators of the Promise Sect were in a commotion. This was the last thing they wanted to face, and it was also a choice they had to make.

From the fight to the present, the Promise Sect has been in a state of being suppressed, and morale has been depressed to the extreme.

The mountain gate was destroyed, the Huzong earthquake collapsed, and the buildings including the inheritance hall were burned to ashes by the flames.

Such a heavy loss has been encountered for the first time since the establishment of the Promise Sect.

This series of disasters were all caused by the greed of a group of monks. In the end, they benefited, but the sect was left behind.

The monks were full of anger a long time ago, but because of the same sect, they couldn't easily break out.

But at this moment, because the Sect Master Wuji gave an order, the dissatisfaction accumulated in the hearts of the monks finally broke out.

The monk who had been hiding Mu Jiuling in the past, immediately became the target of public criticism, bearing the complicated and cold gaze of the fellow monk.

If he doesn't stand up at this time, he will not only defy the command of the suzerain, but will also be hostile by fellow monks.

"Haha, hahaha..."

A Wujizong monk hiding in the distance walked over with a big smile and stopped in front of Mu Jiuling.

"Boy, if you were lucky back then, I blamed us for the bad luck, otherwise things wouldn't happen today.

Since he couldn't beat him, I confessed his fate, and the sect was 751 monks who killed you back then, and he will pay you his life today!"

While the monk spoke, he raised his knife and slashed away at Mu Jiuling, laughing wildly in his mouth.

In the next instant, his head rose to the sky, but he died with a grinning smile.