Chapter 106 Regret!

Chapter 106 Regret!

"Save me...!"

The saint of Zhenwu Sect had a bit of despair in his eyes. His glass-like golden body was in harmony with his flesh, but he was beaten to the point of collapse. He was covered in blood and withered. He was hit hard like never before.

"Master!"

The face of Lu Nantian, the leader of Zhenwu Sect, was extremely ugly. This was not only the saint of Zhenwu Sect but also his master. If he died in Zhenwu Sect, his status would plummet.

"Don't be impulsive!"

"The saint is blessed with a long life!"

"He can escape!"

The other emperors of Zhenwu Sect also reminded him tremblingly. In the past, they were high above and could easily shake the Eastern Region, but at this time, they couldn't even intervene.

"Saint of Shenxing Sect!"

"Saint of Shennv Sect!"

"Saint of Tianji Sect!"

"Aren't they going to help?"

Lu Nantian, the leader of Zhenwu Sect, said with a trembling voice. If the three of them were willing to rescue, they could help even if they blocked them a little. But they just stood by and watched the latter suffer.

Puff!

Large chunks of blood withered.

His breath was weak.

His expression was low.

But he gritted his teeth.

He ran faster and faster.

"Hmph!"

The world in his palm burst out from his palm, and Chu Xun slowly stepped forward to chase and kill the saint of Zhenwu Sect. If he could kill this man here, it would be a relief.

The two of them were one in front and one behind.

They were very fast.

"Let's go!" The old woman from the Goddess Sect had a complicated look in her turbid eyes. Things had come to this point. Since she was not going to take action, there was no need to intervene next. She had been a villain for nothing. She really regretted coming here. But what she couldn't figure out was which saint the man in black robe was. When did Donglin Sect have such a person?

The saint of the Shenxing Sect also had a gloomy face. He couldn't figure it out. If Donglin Sect had such a saint earlier, why would Xia Yang have to sublimate so much that he almost couldn't sit still? Why would they be forced to seal the sect? Is everything just a trap? But the status of Donglin Sect doesn't need this at all.

He was puzzled.

He was also puzzled.

"Lost!"

There were bursts of rapid breathing sounds in Donglin City. No one thought it would be like this. When the saint of the Xiandao Sect arrived, he came with an unmatched saintly posture, and was so strong that they were in a mess. Depression, despair, powerlessness and all kinds of negative emotions filled their hearts.

Restaurant.

Teahouse.

Inn.

Shop.

House.

All the places for daily needs and the hearts of the civilians who lived here for generations were covered with a layer of dust. It was the towering tree that had enveloped them for countless years that fell, no less than the sustenance of the soul fell, spreading a sense of powerlessness, and they were confused for a while and didn't know what would greet them next.

But then.

Which old man appeared.

He was dressed in green and held a sword.

As strong as a saint.

A sword cut off the head.

At that time, they were not too happy, because they knew that saints were not so easy to kill. Moreover, the saints of Zhenwu Sect had not yet arrived. With the arrival of the two saints, real pressure and despair swept over them. Now, their faces burst into brilliant joy, and people on the street were reveling and celebrating loudly.

In the restaurant, some people threw their wine glasses high, cheered and jumped for joy, and the whole city was shrouded in celebration. Those elderly people who had no talent for cultivation and had lived here for generations also smiled at the moment. With the flow of people celebrating, they sat peacefully in the corner and watched this scene.

Victory.

Donglin Sect won.

It continued.

"Hahaha!"

However.

Human sorrows and joys are inseparable.

Ye Qingcheng, and the disciples who defected from the sect before, the elders looked particularly ugly, their expressions were filled with strong regret, they leaned against the wall behind them weakly, their faces were full of regret, they wished that Donglin Sect would be defeated to prove their vision, but when Chu Xun showed up, they already felt a little regretful.

And now, they witnessed a saint being refined and another saint was not far from death, and the regret in their hearts reached a strong level: "It's over, Donglin Sect is not only intact, but even has a stronger position. With the status of Donglin Sect, as long as they say a word, no one will dare to take us in!"

Regret.

Of course there is.

But if we say who regrets the most.

I'm afraid it's Ye Qingcheng, right?

Someone glanced at the delicate girl from the corner of his eye. Seeing that the girl was only one breath away from collapse, he breathed a sigh of relief. Although they were miserable, there were others who were even more miserable than them. At most, they lost their cultivation resources and status. Their prospects were limited, so it was fine for this life. It was a pity for the saint. Such a great talent was wasted. I am afraid that she will be drowned in the vast sea of ​​people soon.

Xuanwang Palace.

Fuyue Sect.

Many forces.

Those who had attacked the Donglin Sect's industrial chain witnessed the final end. Their breaths had solidified one by one, and they stood there numbly like sculptures.

"Sect Master!"

"Sect Master!"

Some people tried to call.

However.

They were as stiff as a rock.

Stunned.

Regret.

Regret to death.

Who could have thought that it would be like this?

Shuangsheng Linzong.

But was killed in return.

It has to be said that this is a ridiculous thing.

And thinking about how they would face the wrath of Donglin Sect, their expressions froze, and after a long while they gritted their teeth and said, "Take the treasure house and try to get the forgiveness of Donglin Holy Land at all costs!"

They were afraid.

If there was a reckoning.

They would not survive.

Fortunately, there are many people who are greedy for this piece of meat in Donglin Holy Land. The old man in Donglin Holy Land will not risk his disapproval and completely reshuffle the Eastern Territory. No one dared to speak, they all went to get the treasure house in a panic, not seeking perfection, but seeking to surpass other apologetic forces.

"cough!"

"Ahem!"

Up in the air.

Qin Yu, the leader of the Immortal Sect, seemed to have lost all his energy and blood. His face became pale as never before, his tall and straight body became stooped, and his eyes were filled with despair and powerlessness. Who could have thought that he would be fine when he came, but the final outcome would be like this. .

When he thought that there were still congratulations in the sect, there were elders moving the Sutra Pavilion, hoping to move the Donglin Sect's classics, and there were elders packing up the weapons pavilion, formation pavilion, elixir pavilion, and elixir pavilion, this made him feel sad in his heart. The fear will increase infinitely. What will happen if they know the outcome of this battle?

He trilled.

because.

OK.

The leader of the Shenxing Sect.

The leader of the Goddess Sect.

Nangong family.

Jiang's.

The leaders of these forces also looked at the latter with sympathy. Just now Chu Xun was chasing the saint of Zhenwu Sect and had no time to pay attention to him. Once he freed his hands, tsk tsk!