Return from the second dimension

The sudden change caused the monks of the Promise Sect to be shocked at the same time.

However, when he saw clearly the sect monk who was thrown to Mu Jiuling and the elder who was knocked to the ground by the Wuji Sect Master, they all showed a daze.

Just because this pair of sect cultivators was the culprit who provoked the massacre of the Baihe sect's extermination. Those sect cultivators who had just died went to the Baihe sect to join the battle because of orders.

Of course, after the matter was over, these monks had gained enough benefits to divide the wealth of the White River Sect.

Regardless of whether it is an order or a greed drive, these monks have already paid the price.

However, these two mastermind culprits have never stood up. They really deserve to die.

Without killing the two of them, Mu Jiuling would never give up.

"What do you want to do and why do you do this to me?"

Seeing the Sect Master who launched a sneak attack on him, the elder's tone was frightened and angry, and questioned unwillingly.

"This matter started because of you, and naturally it will end because of you.

It is because of you that caused the Promise Sect to suffer losses, and a large number of sect monks were also implicated.

Now that you are to blame, don't talk nonsense and get to know yourself happily!"

Sect Master Wuji's tone is cold, and at this moment, he can only accuse the other party of guilt, so that the sect monk feels that the other party is dead.

Only in this situation can the actions of the Wuji Sect Master be able to gain enough understanding and support, and will not cause a serious blow to morale.

"I know."

The elder nodded and looked at the other elders and sect monks, wanting to see their attitudes and reactions.

Seeing that they were either full of indifference, or turned around to avoid, no one pleaded for him.

"Hehehe, okay, great!"

The elder smiled and shook his head, pointed his finger at Sect Master Promise, and the elders beside him, his eyes full of disappointment and disdain.

"Who promised at the beginning that there would be nothing wrong, and then pushed me out in a blink of an eye?

By now, I am afraid that only I will pay for my life to end a grievance that year.

I will never evade the responsibilities that I should bear, but your approach really makes me feel chills.

You all remembered that I died for the sect, but I am definitely not a sinner!"

Hearing the elder's anger, the cultivators of the Promise Sect kept silent, but couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

All of these sect elders were contaminated with similar cause and effect, but they didn't encounter debt collectors like Mu Jiuling.

In the final analysis.I can only blame him for the bad luck.

"Why, why should I die, I'm not reconciled!"

The real culprit who provoked the killing of the door, this elder's descendant monk, shouted loudly at this moment.

His eyes were blood-red, and he wanted to break free of imprisonment like he was mad, but he couldn't do it for a long time.

Regarding his hysteria, the monks all watched indifferently. Others were still a little bit wronged when they died. This guy just deserved it.

Back then, it was driven by greed that caused this to happen, but as a result, no one was held accountable because of the powerful backing behind it.

But I didn't expect that such a disaster would be brought to the Wuji Sect in a few decades.

Seeing indifferent eyes all around, no one paid attention to him at all, the monk suddenly looked at Mu Jiuling in panic.

Then his eyes lit up, as if he had caught a life-saving straw, knelt down and begged Mu Jiuling.

"It was me who was confused and driven by greed that led to that incident.

After so many years, I have been regretting myself, but it has happened and there is no chance to remedy it.

Please, my lord, have a lot, and must forgive me for my mistakes.

If you need compensation, I can use all of my savings, if not enough, I can get more.

As long as you let me go, you can get a huge amount of wealth, beyond imagination!"

Exchange of wealth for his own life is the best way he can think of at the moment. It seems that he thinks this method is effective, so his tone becomes more enthusiastic and urgent.

Then he found that Mu Jiuling was looking at him with strange eyes.

"Do you know how much you paid for revenge?"

Looking at the monk, Mu Jiuling said in a light tone.

"Every piece of treasure belonging to the gods is authentic. Although it is impossible to know the specific quantity, I can tell you the size of the treasure."

Having said this, Mu Jiuling pointed to the burning inheritance hall, and said in a nearly roaring tone: "The total number of those treasures is as high as five inheritance halls. Do you think I will value your savings? ?"

Hearing Mu Jiuling's answer, all the monks, including Sect Master Promise, felt shocked.

No wonder Treasure Treasury would accept Mu Jiuling's employment and cross two worlds to help him get revenge. It turned out to have paid such a huge price.

The treasure of the gods is tempting to think about.

Sect Master Wuji suddenly realized that the eyes that looked at the monk Qianzhangfeng were full of dissatisfaction and killing intent.

No wonder the other party would choose to cooperate with Wujizong. The true goal is the treasure of these gods.

As long as they defeat the treasure vault, they are eligible to snatch this batch of treasures and receive the site of the treasure vault by the way.

The benefits promised to oneself are not worth mentioning compared to the possible gains.

The monk who had previously knelt down and begged for mercy and tried to exchange wealth for his life was finally completely dumbfounded at this moment.

Just by listening to Mu Jiuling’s description, one can imagine what an astonishing group of treasures, but they were used by Mu Jiuling to hire monks from the treasure house, just to break through the door of the Promise Sect, and then kill himself!

How can there be any reason to survive in this situation?

"Heh...hehe..."

Seeing that he could not wait to eat his own Mu Jiuling, the monk suddenly laughed, with unspeakable madness and pride in his voice.

"I know, you can never let me go anyway.

Kill it then, kill me immediately.

My life, in exchange for the lives of tens of thousands of people in the Baihe Sect, I don’t earn too much.

What a pity, even if you kill me, your fellow apprentice brothers will never be able to survive again.

Hahaha..."

Sect Master Promise frowned, this was obviously to irritate Mu Jiuling deliberately, and it was likely to make things worse.

Just about to take action to kill this monk, but unexpectedly someone shot faster than him, it was the sect elder.

Seeing him lightly palm, he smashed the monk's head, and then let the headless body fall to the ground.

Looking ahead at Mu Jiuling, the elder's tone was calm, as if he was just chatting.

"When the old man dies, the old grievances and grievances will be wiped out, and we will never owe each other.

My Wujizong has paid enough to get hurt, and I don't know how many years it takes to recover.

Don't emphasize how many of you have died. Together, tens of thousands of monks are not an opponent of hundreds of monks. This is not a glorious thing.

Failure to kill them all means that you are too weak and cannot blame others at all."

Having said this, the elder raised his head and looked at the sect who had lived for nearly a thousand years, with a trace of emotion and nostalgia in his eyes.

Then he raised his palm and patted his head.

Shoot down with a palm, the soul is destroyed, and the thousands of grievances are ended.

Mu Jiuling looked at the corpse in front of him blankly, the evil smile on his face gradually disappeared, and then turned into uncontrollable horror, and began to cry unscrupulously.