Yang Ji stood up with the Thunder God Halberd, suddenly stood up, and walked quickly to the window. Opening the window, the sky was gloomy outside, and a thick shadow deep in the sky covered the sky.
Compared with when we returned, the sky became darker and deeper.
Under the sky, Yang Ji saw a group of Iron Crown Sect disciples surrounding a person, rushing towards the mountain quickly. The leader of the group was pale, holding a person in his arms, and his clothes were full of blood, motionless.
"There are people injured!"
Yang Ji's heart sank.
The evil ghosts in the underworld have been invading for a few days. The Iron Crown Sect sent out its disciples to fight against the evil ghosts. This was the first time Yang Ji saw someone come back seriously injured.
"Elder, elder..., save my cousin, save my cousin..."
The leading disciple of the Iron Crown Sect had a pale face and shouted while running. His lips trembled and his voice was filled with despair.
Yang Ji's heart trembled, and he finally understood why he was so desperate. There were very few relatives in the sect, but that didn't mean there weren't any.
This is obviously the relationship between the disciple named as the leader and the disciple of the Iron Crown Sect in his arms.
"Wow!"
Yang Ji jumped out of the window without any time to think. Before he could rush over, he saw a burly figure exuding a majestic aura, flying down the mountain like a dragon or tiger.
In just a few breaths, he arrived in front of the group of disciples.
"It's no use. He's critically injured and has no breath. He's already beyond salvation."
The elder took the seriously injured disciple of the Iron Crown Sect and stretched out his hand to explore. His face immediately darkened and he was pronounced dead.
Yang Ji paused, looking at the group of sect disciples in the distance who looked like they were being killed, his eyes slowly darkened. The evil ghosts of the underworld are by no means some wild beasts. Although their strength is not high, once they gather into a group, they can still easily cause harm. damage.
Even a very powerful opponent may be defeated and fall down in the gutter if the number of evil spirits surrounding him reaches a certain level.
This time of the sudden change in the northwest, ever since the sect decided to send out disciples to encircle and suppress it, it was destined that the disciples under the sect might suffer casualties.
Yang Ji had expected this, but he still felt a sense of pity when he actually saw a disciple of his sect being seriously injured and dead.
"The storm is about to come." This northwest disaster has only lasted for a few days, and the Iron Crown Sect has already suffered casualties. Yang Ji has a feeling that the danger faced by the Iron Crown Sect may have just begun.
The casualties and challenges that follow will probably get bigger and bigger. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better and faster novels!
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Chapter completed!