As the black energy dissipated, the situation in the banquet hall was exposed to the eyes of the cultivators.

The whole place was silent.

The last cloud of black air was like a layer of fluttering gauze, being swept into a palm-sized flask by a strong wind. The person holding the flask quickly used a jade stopper to remove it.

Cover it, hold it firmly, and tie it with a spiritual net.

However, no one cared about how the black energy was eliminated. Everyone was stunned by the sight in front of them.

The originally glamorous banquet hall was now in a mess with cups and plates, things crushed in a hurry and... people all over the floor.

Lying on his stomach, lying on his back, there is still blood and scars on his body that have not dissipated.

"Junior Brother Huang!"

"This...who killed our people?"

"He's still alive. Fortunately, he's not seriously injured."

"Wake up, wake up quickly!" "He, he seems not to be breathing..."

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The place was filled with chaos, panic, confusion and madness. Some of the people involved were even at a loss and did not realize what was happening for a moment.

Just now they were running away from the black energy together, so why did they die? And they died in this way, stabbed to death, having their hearts ripped out, and their vital organs injured... Every wound was man-made and had nothing to do with the black energy.

Obviously, someone took advantage of the darkness to attack someone who had held a grudge for a long time, and took advantage of this perfect opportunity to kill the other party in one fell swoop. After this, without any evidence, they could escape unscathed.

It's a good idea, but unfortunately, often times, plans cannot keep up with changes. Even if the arrangements are complete, there may be some minor glitches in the operation.

Failure to implement it will leave hidden dangers and traces.

A seriously injured disciple suddenly woke up. He was already very weak at this time, half dead, hanging with only half a breath. But he still forced himself to open his eyes, holding on to his senior brother's sleeves, refusing to pass out, and blood overflowed.

His mouth was half open, as if he wanted to say something.

"Zhaoquan, don't speak for now. You've hurt your heart and vitality. Please take it easy. If you have anything to say, can you tell me after you wake up?"

"...Senior Brother Sun, I...cough, listen to me first, I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up if I fall asleep...vomit-" The bright red blood was dazzling, pouring out like a backward flow, which was shocking.

"Say it... Just say it..." It could be seen that he was really exhausted. Senior Brother Sun was trembling and pinching the other man's shoulders.

"Thank you, senior brother..." A smile appeared on the man's pale, deathly face, and then he half-raised his arm and pointed tremblingly at the crowd. Standing there were his fellow senior brothers with different expressions on their faces.

, there is sadness, there is also complexity.

"I remember very clearly. Who gave me my current appearance? Someone stabbed me in the darkness just now. You must be very disappointed that I'm not completely dead now..."

Senior Brother Sun shouted out loud: "Zhaoquan, don't talk about it. How can you see it? You calm down first, don't be afraid. I also have the life-saving elixir prepared by the master. You will be as good as ever."

Came here."

The man said sadly: "Don't you know what kind of situation I am in? When he pierced my heart with his spiritual sword, he also injected pure fire spiritual power. When he pulled it out, he stirred it inside for fear of

I can't die. If it weren't for the water spirit root to blend it, I might have died on the spot. The possibility of my survival is too low, so I can't wait for you."

"If you want others to know nothing, you have to do it yourself. I know it's you. At the beginning of the black energy erosion, based on your position at the time, the only person who could take action at such a fast speed could be one of you."

Before they could say anything, the disciple smiled miserably and said, "No need to hide anymore, I know it's your Senior Brother Xu." He raised his other hand with difficulty, holding a small piece of blood-stained clothing material at his fingertips.

The group of disciples moved away unconsciously, revealing the man hiding behind. Sure enough, a small piece of fabric was missing from his hem. The large and small patterns were just right, and even the blood stains were visible. He was caught on the spot.

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"...I knew it was you..." There was a strange smile on the corner of the disciple's mouth, mixed with pride and regret, and his half-raised hand slowly dropped. When his breath was cut off, his eyes were still wide open,

Facing the man who killed him.

This was actually just a small scene. The venue was full of doubts and hysteria, and everyone was going crazy.

The big sect is better. None of them in the front row are in such a situation, at least not the Wuhua sect. So they are all looking at others...

Ningxia never expected that a situation that had nothing to do with them would evolve into such a tragic life and death scene. The external life and death threats were not as good as their own people, and they died at the hands of their own people. These victims were probably the victims before this.

Unexpected.

This is probably a plot that Zhenjun Zhaowa never expected. Ningxia can clearly see the complex expression of Zhaowa above.

"Look, what is this?!" A horrified voice sounded.

After the civil unrest, someone realized what was happening in other parts of the banquet hall.

There was a sound of panic, and the monks present subconsciously looked in the direction of the spiritual platform, where everything started.

"Then... what kind of monster is it?" Ningxia heard the Wuhua Sect disciples murmuring behind the team.

What monster?

Staring at the black filth on the facing platform, it was wrapped in layers of black energy and suspended on one side of the facing platform. There were still strands of black energy swirling and floating, making it difficult to see what was inside.

If that area had not been separated by the protective shield that was spontaneously activated against the spiritual platform, the monks on site would have been in panic for a while.

However, this black energy still brings a lot of bad associations to everyone, and various changes will inevitably occur in the near future. Many monks have already decided to quit. The monks from the small sect near the entrance of the banquet hall are already taking action.

"What's going on?" The monk who moved the fastest hurriedly touched the doorknob, and immediately followed the old path of his classmates. He was rebounded by an inexplicable force and fell hard to the ground. He fell far away, and the sound was loud.

I feel pain in my body.

At some point, the door to the banquet hall was closed.

Some people still refused to believe in evil and tried again and again. Several monks went up together and even used large-scale attacks, but they were blocked by the unknown force in front of the door.

There were people constantly questioning and doubting, clamoring for explanations from the Huyang faction on the stage.

Ning Xia felt that since the black air spread, all the monks were in a state of confusion. They had a hundred thousand reasons, didn't know anything, couldn't understand anything, and were at a loss.

Also, who can keep calm when he is in trouble one after another for no apparent reason? What's more, this black energy doesn't seem to be an easy thing to deal with. All the monks present are worried, especially some knowledgeable ones.
Chapter completed!