Chapter 1439 Stormy Storms (Part 2)

"Have you forgotten? Zhan Xiaoyu's life is in his hands, which is of no benefit to the Purple Spirit Sect. Don't look at the Xiaoyaomen only have Wen Zhan and those two elders. Needless to say, Wen Zhan, who is the Ziling Sect?" Opponents? Except for the master of the Purple Spirit Sect, Jiang Yu is not his opponent at all. Even if all their elders join forces, the Xiaoyao Sect is really immortal, and the Purple Spirit Sect may be destroyed." That disciple of the Haotian School He said with a cold snort.

"It's easy for you to say. The Purple Spirit Sect also has the strongest formation celestial master in the world of the sect. Is he a vegetarian?" the disciple of the Fengzhao Sect said coldly.

"The master of the Purple Spirit Sect has been in seclusion for three years, otherwise, do you think Xiao Yu could do whatever he wanted in the scene just now?"

Another Haotian Sect disciple also said coldly: "The Purple Spirit Sect is jealous of the Xiaoyao Sect, so for the time being, hold back your breath, and Xiao Yu has already stated clearly that the Purple Spirit Sect broke up, that is to say, the Xiaoyao Sect, Xiao Yu, has become the target of public criticism. If you want to kill Xiao Yu, don't be in a hurry, don't forget, as time goes by, Xiaoyaomen will be isolated and helpless, and we are not the only ones who want to kill them?"

"You mean?" The eyes of the disciples of the Fengshimen sect froze.

"Hmph! The Zongmen world is a game of chess. The weak can only be reduced to pawns, and only the strong can control the world. No matter how strong Xiao Yu is, he is just a pawn for all living beings. Some people are destined to die from birth. At the mercy of others, there is no value."

Hearing such meaningful words from the disciples of Haotian School, the disciples of Fengshimen, Baiyugu, and Xuanjian Pavilion all frowned.

After the Haotianzong disciples finished speaking, their eyes flickered with brilliance, and immediately the group left first.

"Hmph! A group of guys with high self-esteem, who do they think they are, can they really ride on our heads forever!" The disciples of Xuanjian Pavilion felt dissatisfied when they saw the disciples of Haotianzong arrogantly.

"Have you noticed that the Haotian School seems to be keeping a low profile recently, even when a disciple of their own school was killed, they are so calm." The disciple of the Fengzhao Sect frowned.

"Don't you know? Since the incident in Qingyunyu, the elders of Xiaoyaomen said that there are powerful demon cultivators lurking in the sect world, so everyone should be careful. Maybe because of this, the Haotian School is not so high-profile. ?”

"Well, I also heard about this incident. I heard that the elder of the Lin family in Qingyunyu was possessed by a demon, and there was a lot of commotion."

For these young disciples, demon cultivators are evil existences. Although they are incompatible with ordinary cultivators, they are self-sufficient in numbers, and demon cultivators are just rats living in the dark. .

The emergence of demon cultivators over the years is nothing new.

With the status and strength of the seven sects, they look down on these casual cultivators.

And if they knew that these so-called demon cultivators were actually related to the Black Cliff World and the legend of the Black Cliff Sect thousands of years ago, they might not have reacted in this way.

After all, apart from the elders of their respective sects knowing about space cracks, ordinary disciples don't know about it.

Just because if it is known that this is related to the other thirty-six small heaven worlds, and the purpose is to devour the sect world, I am afraid that the entire sect world will be in chaos.

The disciple of Fengzhumen said disapprovingly: "My backyard is on fire, and you still pretend to remind us, do they think they are still the head of the previous seven sects?"

A group of people nodded secretly, and one of the disciples of Xuanjian Pavilion said indifferently: "The demon cultivators are just a bunch of jumping beam clowns, and they can't jump very high. We don't need to pay attention to it. We still focus on our sword monument enchantment. Well, maybe our sect will produce another descendant of a sword master!"

These low-level disciples living in Anyuan seem to be unaware that the sect world, the era of turbulent wind and snowy nights, is coming...