Chapter 1038: Worship
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For Ye Qingtang, several people were also very worried.
At the beginning, the battle between Xuanlingzong and Yunxiaozong was so tragic. Although it was because of the Blood Moon Sect, there was an old man of Jiuyang later. Otherwise, Xuanlingzong should not have fallen to such a point.
However, if Ye Qingtang hadn't appeared as a saint of the Blood Moon Sect at that time, I would have feared that the Xuanling Sect would have already been destroyed by the Yunxiao Sect.
"Don't worry, Junior Sister Ye is the dignified Lady of the Blood Moon Sect. How could the Blood Moon Sect exist? How could something happen to Junior Sister Ye?" Yun Shu said.
"Although the Blood Moon Cult is powerful, the Blood Moon Cult is the mortal enemy of the entire continent. It is a cult!" Qin Huan said quickly.
Hearing Qin Huan's remarks, some disciples of the Xuanling Sect, who seemed to be extremely embarrassed, all turned their attention to Qin Huan.
If it weren't for Ye Qingtang, or the Blood Moon cult that Qin Huan referred to, I'm afraid that they have already become corpses in the corpse wilderness.
"Without the Blood Moon Cult, we would all be dead," Lin Long said.
Hearing this, Qin Huan nodded, but did not refute, his eyes fell on a forest of monuments not far away, but his expression was somewhat unspeakable sadness.
In the past six months, many of the disciples who fought for the Xuanling Sect were seriously injured and could not get external supplies, and eventually died of serious injuries. The brothers and sisters of these sects, they were born and died in the past The enemy, but in the end, failed to persevere, and never saw the dawn of hope.
Not to mention the disciples of Xuanlingzong, even those deacons and high-level executives, there are also several who have damaged the foundation of martial arts due to serious injuries and the environment.
At this time, Elder Mo and Elder Qin came to the vicinity of the Zongmen Martial Arts Arena, watching the disciples of Xuanling Zong lying on the ground or sitting around, and sighed involuntarily.
Several elders, looking at the ruined Xuanling Sect, couldn't help but recall the prosperity of the year.
"I have seen the Sect Master... two elders."
Seeing the Sect Master and others coming to the Xuanling Sect's Martial Arts Field, the disciples of the Xuanling Sect quickly got up and went to worship the Sect Master.
Seeing this, the sect master of Xuanlingzong waved his hand quickly: "You don't have to salute, take a rest, don't waste your energy."
Looking at the group of Xuanlingzong disciples who were already skinny and listless, and recalling their past events, my heart seemed to be pierced by thousands of needles.
After a long time, Elder Qin and Elder Mo, together with the Sect Master of Xuanling Sect, came to a tomb in front of them.
There are hundreds of tombstones in the cemetery.
Some of them, when they fought against the Yunxiao Sect at the beginning, had no bones left, so they could only build some burial mounds to commemorate those disciples of the Xuanling Sect who died heroically in battle and were not afraid of death.
At this time, Qin Huan, Yun Shu and many other sect disciples followed Sect Master Xuanling and Elder Mo to the tomb.
"Brothers, we're here to see you..."
Many Xuanlingzong disciples immediately knelt down towards the tombstone.
Looking at these nameless tombstones, it seems to have returned to the late night on the eve of the war.
Before the bonfire, we talked happily over the wine and learned from each other, as if the voice was smiling and never left.
In the ear, it seems that at this moment, the words of the past sounded again.
With my blood, dye my Xuanling battle flag red!
With my heart, burn out the anger of my mysterious spirit!
With my hand, the drum of my mysterious spirit resounds!
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