Not far away from the two corpses, in the jungle where the moonlight could not shine, stood densely packed dark figures, as gloomy as ghosts.
"This is the sinkhole recently acquired by the Zhuyin Sect. There must not be many resources collected from it. We must capture it in one fell swoop!" the leader said hoarsely.
Standing next to him was an enchanting figure, saying softly: "Elder Xie, why don't we first investigate how many elders are in charge inside?"
Elder Xie smiled hoarsely, very harshly, and said: "I, Mo Yang Sect, have already planted spies inside. There are only three elders in this sinkhole. One of them is in the early Xiantian stage, and the other is a newly promoted person from the Zhuyin Sect.
It’s just an acquired state. It is said that he was lucky enough to tame a magical little beast and was promised as an elder by the Zhuyin Sect as an exception."
"What about the other person?" the enchanting figure asked curiously.
Elder Xie smiled sinisterly and said: "The other one is naturally our Moyang Sect's spy."
This enchanting figure was startled for a moment, then chuckled and said: "As expected of one of the three major sects of the Demonic Way, he can even bribe the innate elders of the Zhuyin Sect."
"In this world, even a dead person can be bribed, let alone a mere innate elder." Elder Xie sneered.
The charming woman smiled slightly and suddenly said: "Except for the elders, where are the others?"
Elder Xie said calmly: "The rest are just acquired realms. Even if there are a hundred and eight thousand, so what?"
The charming woman was startled, then laughed, "That's true, the little girl obeys Elder Xie's orders."
Elder Xie looked at the oval-shaped boulder in the distance with a cold gaze, and sneered: "They think that by inserting a 'spiritual eye' a few miles away from here, they can detect all movements. Hmm, let's dig a tunnel here.
It happens to be the blind spot monitored by the 'Spiritual Eye'. Everyone, follow me!"
He said hello, then his figure quietly flashed, and he quickly moved forward close to the jungle.
The enchanting figure paused for a moment and then followed him. After the enchanting woman set off, a large number of figures immediately followed her in the jungle behind her, as densely packed as locusts, and there were no less than two or three hundred people!
These people took advantage of the darkness and groped towards the sinkhole.
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In the sinkhole.
The night was quiet, and the hundreds of tents next to the oval meteorite were glowing with dim yellow light. Looking from the dark sky, it looked like fireflies twinkling in the darkness.
In one of the large tents.
Wu Feng had been immersed in practice, but suddenly opened his eyes, a bit shocked, "What, someone actually attacked here?"
He looked surprised and uncertain. The purple bird in his arms suddenly warned him that a large number of people were approaching here. At this moment, he was less than a mile away from the sinkhole. He was probably already watching from outside the sunken sinkhole.
The situation here.
The purple bird cannot speak. If he had not reached the innate realm and could communicate with his mind, he would not be able to receive this warning message at this moment.
"Is it the devil?" Wu Feng's heart sank.
At this moment, a shrill scream suddenly sounded outside, cutting through the dark and silent night sky like a machete.
Wu Feng's eyelids twitched, and without any hesitation, he quickly rolled up his important belongings and ran out of the tent.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the tent, he saw two translucent blades slashing towards him, as fast as lightning. Wu Feng's mind flowed and spread out, and the two blades immediately became slow in his mind.
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This is not because his spiritual mind controls the speed of the blade, but through the capture of his spiritual mind, he can completely see the movement trajectory of the blade.
Wu Feng subconsciously moved sideways to avoid it. However, as soon as he moved, he felt as if his body was being torn apart, and waves of severe pain and weakness came from his body.
Wu Feng reacted instantly, cursed in his heart, and immediately called for help to the purple bird in his arms. At the same time, he raised his eyes and saw the two men holding knives, both wearing black robes and their faces
Strange, there is a light golden sun pattern embroidered on the chest, which is definitely not the symbol of the Six Righteous Sects.
"The devil's way!" Wu Feng was determined in his heart.
Seeing Wu Feng not hiding and looking calm, these two people couldn't help but feel their hearts skip a beat, feeling vaguely uneasy.
Almost as soon as their blades were about to land on Wu Feng's face, a purple lightning flashed and the two men's bodies became motionless.
Then, like a collapsed wooden sculpture, it fell softly, with a faint trace of blood on its throat, quietly emerging, like two blood-red pupils opened in the dark night.
Wu Feng did not panic, not because he trusted the Purple Lingque, but because he knew that with his own physique, even if he was hit by these two swords, he would not be hurt at all.
Seeing the two men dead, Wu Feng immediately raised his head and looked into the distance, and saw screams in other tents. A large number of black figures poured out from the high slope of the sinkhole and besieged the people inside the tents.
past.
Some of the early acquired disciples had little ability to resist, so they were chopped down to the ground, with blood flowing wildly. Some of the disciples with strong skills rushed left and right among several black-robed men, trying to break through the encirclement.
Wu Feng's eyes flashed, and he didn't expect that these demons were not on the front line. Instead, they bypassed the blockade of the six sects and sneaked directly in here.
Moreover, if you dare to kill and plunder so unscrupulously, aren't you afraid of the elders guarding here?
His expression changed, and his eyes narrowed slightly. After thinking for a moment, he quickly returned to the tent, blew out the oil lamp inside, then walked around to the back of the tent, hiding in the darkness and looking at the tents of the other two elders.
I saw two elders in the tent rushing out at this moment. One was over eighty years old, with gray hair, eyebrows hanging down to his cheeks, and a somewhat immortal look. He raised his white eyebrows and shouted angrily.
With a sound, he raised his hand and waved out a blue light.
Puff puff!
This cyan light flashed away, and within a few flashes, a ball of blood burst out from the chests of three black-robed figures, and they were killed directly.
Just as the cyan light continued to fly, suddenly a blood-red ghost hand descended from the sky and grabbed at the cyan light.
"Scorpion demon!" When the white-browed old man saw the blood-red ghost hand, his face suddenly lost color, and his old face became bloodless.
At this time, the blood-red ghost hand was seen like a strange dark red mist, carrying bursts of disgusting bloody aura, sweeping toward the cyan light ferociously.
A flash of green light collided with the blood-red ghost's hand, causing golden sparks to form. The green light flew away and flew to the head of the white-browed elder. It kept circling, and it turned out to be a green flying sword.
However, there was a trace of light red aura on the small green sword at this moment, and the sword body shone with a bright green light. After a while, the light red aura was driven away.
The white-browed old man's face turned ugly, and he stared at the blood-red ghost hand.
The blood-red ghost hand shrank and floated in front of a person, like a glove, and automatically slipped onto his palm. The man had an ugly appearance, narrow eyes, and was as sinister as a poisonous snake. He sneered and said: "You old man, you are not
Do you want to enjoy your old age here peacefully, I will give you a ride in advance!"
The old man with white eyebrows looked gloomy and said in a low voice: "Don't get too proud too early. We have three elders sitting in charge. Even if you are in the middle stage of Xiantian, winning is not that simple!"