"Um, senior sister and brother, why are you two wearing clothes like this?"

The clothes of both of them are in tatters. You must know that the robes passed down from one's family are all made of specially made materials. It is rare to see their robes in such tatters, as if they had just returned from the Syrian battlefield.

Song Han said: "..." Grass.

Forgot to change clothes.

Ye Qiao's cold and humble smile froze for a moment, and soon she calmly gathered her clothes and said, "This is our trend. Junior brother, you are still young, you don't understand."

The inner disciple nodded blankly, "Then can I join your trend?" He had longed for the world of personal transmission for a long time.

Song Han choked for a moment, then nodded and gritted his teeth and uttered two words: "Okay."

Song Hansheng and Ye Qiao maintained their expressions in front of others, as if this was the trend among them, an alternative style that others could not understand.

Then the moment their backs were turned to everyone, the two of them looked at each other, their faces distorted.

Damn! Their lifelong fame!

Duan Yu looked at Song Hansheng's pretending to be calm in his explanation. He could tell that the two of them must have experienced different violent beatings in the inheritance land before their clothes were damaged like this.

In the end, after some manipulation by Ye Qiao, it became the characteristic of family inheritance?

The key is that Song Hansheng cooperated with her.

Duan Yu is a bit hard to explain.

Is there another one who is crazy this time?

…

Ye Qiao and Song Hansheng teamed up smoothly, and the others were also carrying out rescue operations.

Seeing Mu Zhongxi's effortless and bloody move of punching a monster with one fist, Su Zhuo was silent for a long time.

He looked deeply at the monster whose brains were almost knocked out, "Mu Chongxi, what inheritance did you get in the inheritance place?"

Why does it feel like it's getting more and more violent?

Mu Chongxi stretched out his hand and wondered: "Dragon clan, what's wrong?"

Su Zhuo stayed away from Mu Zhongxi calmly, fearing that if he made this person unhappy, he would blow his head open with a fist.

Mu Zhongxi was so worried that he didn't even realize that Su Zhuo, who was working with him, was secretly afraid. He grabbed Su Zhuo because he disliked the opponent's slow running, stepped on the breeze, and rushed into the battlefield impatiently.

With the Talisman Cultivator following as an assistant, the Sword Cultivator simply couldn't feel too comfortable. Seeing a group of monster beasts surrounding the monks, the fiery red sword was inserted into the ground and burst out with violent fireworks. Wherever the bright sword spirit transformed, countless monsters were burned.

In the midst of fire.

The light blue talismans fell to the ground to form a defensive shield, firmly trapping the monks inside.

"That's the Morning and Night Sword!" The monk who almost thought he was dead almost shed tears when he saw the sword. He knew Mu Chongxi, and to be precise, he had seen the young man compete in the competition.

It is the Changming Sect and is passed down from the Yueqing Sect.

And this kind of scene also happens in many sects.

A group of monks went down the mountain to rescue people in great force, and the monks who were rescued in various places were almost crazy with excitement when they survived the disaster.

"Those are our direct disciples in the world of cultivation. We will never call Chu Xingzhi a fool again. When he stood in front of us, the gods descended to earth and almost shed tears."

"Zhou Xingyun and Ye Qinghan killed the demon king with one sword. For the first time, I understand why, in the same realm, it is a personal transmission."

"Ye Qiao and Song Hansheng defeated eight demon kings. I have never felt that the two of them were so cruel when they cooperated."

"I used to really hate the people of Wenjian Sect. I felt that they walked without looking at the road and liked to look down on ordinary monks. Until the moment I was rescued by Zhu You, I felt that the direct disciples had their own reasons for doing this!"

"It's great to ask the Sword Sect, so next time I will sign up to go to the Changming Sect."

*

After working hard for half a month, I managed to calm down the chaos caused by the monster clan in the area near the five sects. But judging from the current situation, there is still no movement from the Eight Families, and they plan to continue pretending to be dead to the end.

There are five sects in the world of cultivation, so there is no need for support from the eight sects.

Anyway, they don't need to recruit any disciples, and they don't need to consider what the outside monks think of them. For the Eight Families, only the direct descendants with the purest bloodline are enough.

Qiqi's behavior of pretending to be dead is disgusting.

"Under the current circumstances, the Eight Families do not want to lend anyone." Duan Yu took a deep look at the group of tired disciples lying on the ground, "We don't have enough manpower."

"Why didn't you recruit more monks back then?" Chu Xingzhi curled his lips. They were almost exhausted to death in the past half month. How could they be regarded as direct disciples? They could only be treated like dogs.

Asked the elder of the Sword Sect to kick him: "Stand still, what are you saying when you lie down?"

After staying with the Changming Sect for a long time, even the direct descendants of the Wenjian Sect who had always stood like Xiao Baiyang, all fell to the ground!

"Collecting too many resources is not enough." Elder Zhao glanced at them sideways.

The inner disciples all had to stay and guard the vicinity of the Five Sects. Only the Eighth Families who rushed to support could spare manpower. Unfortunately, none of the aristocratic families said anything, as if they had discussed it with each other.

Mingxuan thought thoughtfully: "Master from the demon clan hasn't come back yet."

After clearing away the monsters raging here, the key battlefield is still over there with the monsters. I don’t know what their plans are, so they start to attack the city like crazy.

It was inevitable that the monks in the small city could not stop them. The inner disciples of the five sects all stayed in their respective cities, leaving no one to support the nearby cities on the demon side.

Just relying on the sect leader and a few elders is not enough.

No matter how powerful it is, it cannot appear in more than a dozen cities at the same time.

"To be honest." Ye Qiao listened for a long time and only concluded: "You are not very good."

"Why are you talking to the elder?" Duan Yu frowned, and the hammer came down mercilessly.

Ye Qiao hit her head on the table and let out a cry. She covered her forehead and said calmly, "That's right. If you let me come, as long as you give me monks and enough direct descendants or direct descendants, I can take them back."

After all, the sect leaders didn't know how to use people like this, they only knew how to suppress them by force.

Miaomiao was so sleepy that she immediately reflexively shouted: "Ye Qiao is wise!"

Duan Yu: "..."

He also remembered that she brought Danxiu back during the competition, but now the problem has returned to the original point, "The Eighth Families don't lend people, we don't have enough manpower, and our relationship with the Eighth Families is average, no matter who comes to visit them

No one will compromise."

"It doesn't matter." Ye Qiao waved his hand with a nonchalant attitude: "You can't, but we can."

"The five sects are the five sects. We are who we are. We don't have the quality to let us do it."

As we all know, everyone in the cultivation world knows that this generation of direct disciples has no quality. If you are angry, can you beat them to death?

"In the worst case, we will go to jail when this is over." Ye Qiao looked at him and smiled: "Elder, will you give us jail meals?"

Speaking of which, she hasn't been jailed in the Eight Families yet. She can give it a try after the matter is over.

Duan Yu didn't expect that she was already prepared to go to jail.

Can……

"Are you sure they will help you?" He didn't think Ye Qiao had such a big reputation to make the old antiques from the Eighth Family relent.

"Of course they won't help me." Ye Qiao still had this self-awareness, she spread her hands, "But their direct descendants may not be able to take action."

The direct descendants are all teenagers.

It's the age of middle school disease.

Take Dabi as an example. There is no direct descendant who does not want to become famous in one battle. There is still room for the direct descendant to perform in Dabi. Once he is strong enough, he will also be a popular figure in the world of cultivation.

He has been controlled by his family since he was a child, and the direct descendants who are locked up within the clan don't even have a chance to prove themselves.

This turmoil is a good opportunity. As long as they stir up emotions enough, there will always be middle school boys who are willing to go to the demon clan with them.

During the half month they spent in exterminating the monsters, the two brothers and sisters of the Qi family successfully instigated eight of their direct relatives to board the pirate ship together through their unremitting efforts in brainwashing.

"Nearly half of the direct descendants of the Song family have been wiped out, and the treasure house of the Ming family has been mysteriously stolen."

"The Ye family suddenly transferred almost half of their direct relatives."

"Is this a distortion of morality or a loss of humanity?!"
Chapter completed!