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Chapter 122: Meeting of the Powerful

Huo Zhantian nodded slightly, then turned around and left.

At the same time, the spiritual consciousness was rolled up in a mighty way, covering the entire Jingwu Sect in an instant. Then his body shook continuously, and all the remaining demons at the entire Jingwu Sect garrison were completely killed one after another.

Huo Zhantian stood in the void, looking at the chaotic mountain gate below and the dead disciple of the Jingwu Sect, a sigh appeared on his face. The next moment, his figure swayed and disappeared.

Mr. Zhao and Mr. Wang and others both received news and went to the conference hall of Jingwufeng.

This time, the Jingwu Sect suffered great losses. Three peaks were destroyed, and nearly 2,000 disciples died directly, and tens of thousands were injured.

Huo Zhantian was puzzled by why the Demon Clan and the Underworld Clan appeared at this time, let alone other people.

At the foot of Muzhifeng Mountain, the disciples of the Jingwu Sect had left, and only Xu Jie and a few others were left.

Xu Jie walked up and asked, "Senior Sister, why are you back now?"[

Xu Yao also said: "Yes, Senior Sister Yang Jing."

Yang Jing stood there in a daze. Liu Yin had already left. She was still a little scared. She heard this and said, "Master and I were on the way back. When we received a notice of an unexpected attack from Jingwu Gate, we rushed back immediately."

Xu Jie responded after hearing this, and then said heavily: "This invasion of the alien race is too sudden. The disciples of the Jingwu Sect are probably dead for thousands."

A sad look surged on Yang Jing's pretty face, and she immediately said angrily: "How did these alien races appear? Didn't they retreat? Why did they suddenly appear again?"

Xu Jienai shook her head: "Who knows."

Yang Jing and the others couldn't figure out why the alien race suddenly appeared again at this time.

But they couldn't manage these things even if they wanted to, so they had to give up.

Yang Jing looked around and said, "Now there are many injured disciples who are still under the gravel. I'll go to save people first. Junior Brother Xu Jie, you guys will go together."

Xu Jie did not refuse, and immediately the four of them rushed towards the piles of gravels and joined the rescue team.

There were many people everywhere around the collapsed three mountain peaks, and robots were busy, saving the disciples buried under the gravel one by one.

The rescue work is proceeding in an orderly manner.

In the conference hall above Jingwu Peak, a group of powerful men from the Kings and above of the Jingwu Sect sat quietly. In front of everyone, Huo Zhantian with a gloomy face.

Huo Zhantian looked at the powerful men from Jingwu Sect and said in a low voice: "Who can tell me what happened to this alien race that suddenly appeared?"

After the words came, a strong man above the Martial King showed anger on his face, but one by one could not find the reason. How could the alien race suddenly appear in the Jingwu Sect's garrison?[

It also destroyed three peaks as soon as it appeared, causing huge losses to Jingwumen.

A young boy suddenly spoke, "Sect Master, let's plan how to deal with the funeral afterwards. Even if we know the reason for the emergence of alien races, it's useless."

When Huo Zhantian heard this, he looked at the boy who spoke, and was covered with pressure, "Funeral funeral? What else can I do? Everyone is dead, can I survive?"

"As for the forces behind those disciples, they can say whatever they want. This is not something I can control. If they want to make trouble, they will go to find the aliens."

Huo Zhantian was in a very bad mood. Since he became the leader of the Jingwu Sect, the Jingwu Sect has almost never suffered much losses and has been thriving. But now he has suddenly lost thousands of disciples, which makes him furious. But he is still in a position to vent, so he naturally has no good tone when speaking.

When the young man heard this, he stopped talking awkwardly. Of course he could see that Huo Zhantian was in a bad mood at this time.

I guess everyone in the hall will not be in a good mood.

No one's territory was suddenly attacked and caused huge losses. No one would be in a good mood, let alone a sect like Jingwu Sect.

The feeling of slapping them in the face made them feel extremely uncomfortable, but they couldn't find anything to vent their anger. It was really frustrating.

Mr. Zhao was in the front row of everyone. There were five figures sitting quietly in this row, all of whom were powerful people of the Wu Sect. These were all hidden powers of the sect and could not be hidden in normal times, but now they are basically completely exposed.

Some forces that are paying attention to all the dynamics of the Jingwu Sect have probably already fully understood this time. This is equivalent to the Jingwu Sect exposing the trump card to the world at one time.

All major forces know the strong men of Jingwu Sect very well, but this also made many forces see that the hidden strength of Jingwu Sect was so strong that it shocked many people.

But in general, exposing the complete strength of the Jingwu Sect is more harmful than good. But then what can I do? They can't watch their disciples die and stay indifferent.

This is what Mr. Zhao was worried about. At this time, he spoke: "Now that Jingwu Sect has exposed its full strength, it will inevitably cause attacks from other hostile forces. In the next period of time, everyone should be careful and not make any mistakes."

As soon as these words were spoken, many strong people immediately responded.

"Yes, Mr. Zhao is right."

"Yeah, that's true."

"Yes, although my Jingwu Sect is very strong, I can't beat my four hands with two fists."

The hall suddenly became noisy, and a group of strong men started to speak.

Huo Zhantian suddenly snorted, and the hall became quiet in an instant.

He said, "You don't have to worry too much about the safety of Jingwu Sect. I, Huo Zhantian, are not old yet!"

"Tianlong City cannot be ignored. This time, my Jingwu Sect suffered such a huge loss, they have to get some resources." Huo Zhantian glanced at everyone lightly and spoke again.

When all the strong men heard this, they nodded. That's right, this time the Jingwu Sect suffered such a huge loss, Tianlong City really needs to allocate more resources. Otherwise, the development of the Jingwu Sect would be subject to restraint. This situation is not what everyone wants to see.

Being in the same sect, this place is like their home, so you must be careful to maintain and grow.

Huo Zhantian continued: "For the next period of time, please work harder and take care of everything in the door."

After saying that, he looked at one of the old men with red hair: "Old Mu, you may have used more healing pills recently, please give me some snacks."

The old man who was called Mu Lao by Huo Zhantian was wearing a fiery red martial robe with a lying crane on it. He heard this and said heavily: "Please rest assured, Master, I will refine the elixir as soon as possible."

"Well, thank you for your hard work, Mr. Mu." Huo Zhantian nodded.


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