Fantasy: My Disciples Are All Protagonist Templates

Outside the prison, there were crowds of people, and voices came and went.

Chen Ge's powerful spiritual consciousness came out, covering the entire Black Mountain, but he seemed vigilant.

Not for anything else, just because there is a half-celestial old monster present.

He hasn't dealt with the half-immortal old monster yet.

Moreover, this moment is different from that moment. The reason why Sword Ancestor Mingfeng was seriously injured in his hands before was a sneak attack.

Taking advantage of people's unpreparedness, he used the Clock of Destiny to take advantage of it.

Furthermore, Lin Chen was still on his back.

Lin Chen was seriously injured.

"What should I do? This is the Heavenly Walking Gate. Apart from the half-immortal at the gate, there must be a secluded overhaul..."

Chen Ge broke out in cold sweat on his forehead. He raised his eyes and looked around, scanning around the dark prison.

Tatata!
And just as he was thinking about choosing that way to escape from birth, a group of monks had already broken in from outside the prison.

Boom~
Chen Ge raised his hand with a sword, and a terrifying sword light shot out immediately, knocking down the entire passage!
"what!"

The Tianxingmen disciples who rushed in were killed and injured countless times, and the screams were heart-piercing, resounding throughout the entire Black Mountain, and it was extremely ear-piercing in the narrow prison.

Second sword.

Chen Ge's Seven Star Sword changed its momentum.

Canghai Sword Art, Twelve Heavy Waves.

wow wow wow~
The light of the Seven Star Sword gathered suddenly, and then sections of sword light washed out like waves, rolling and rushing.

This sword wiped out all the remaining Tianxingmen disciples.

terror!
Under the two sword lights, nearly 30 monks were all buried, and many of them were major repairs in the Nascent Soul stage and the Transformation God stage.

Chen Ge didn't come out in a hurry, but planned to continue hiding inside, killing as many as they came.

As long as it is not the overhaul of the half-immortal, Chen Ge can easily kill him.

Moreover, he has many magic weapons.

Short-term self-defense is not a big problem, I'm afraid he will be consumed to death over time.

"Report, deputy sect master, something is wrong!"

On the top of Heishan Peak, outside the prison, a figure hurried up the mountain, and finally knelt down in front of the deputy sect master Le Zong, panting, and kept muttering: "The big thing is bad, the big thing is bad..."

The monk was wearing a black robe with an eagle embroidered on his back, a black robe with a white background, and his face was covered.

This is the spy of Tianxingmen.

These spies are often placed in every corner, and they catch a lot of them in the wilderness.

A hidden stake has been uncovered, and there are countless hidden stakes in the background.

This is the intelligence department of Tianxingmen.

Also called night detective.

At this time, Ye Tan was out of breath, his face was pale, his face was distorted, and he looked very hurried, but he opened and closed his mouth, but he couldn't speak, and could only repeat it over and over again.

The big thing...it's not good!

"You son of a bitch, speak up!"

Le Zong stepped forward with a steady step, raised a thin foot and kicked it out, his eyes widening with anger.

The sudden kick caused the night detective to be kicked to the ground, rolled over on the ground, lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment for more than ten seconds, swallowed his saliva, and then got up with great difficulty.

"Reporting to the deputy sect master, something is wrong, Mingfeng Sword Ancestor, Mingfeng Sword Ancestor is being hunted down by Lin Wushuang and Huang Jijian at this time, and is fleeing towards our Tianxingmen in a panic..."

The night detective was out of breath, pale, and knelt on the ground covered in dust. When he raised his eyes to look at Le Zong, there was still a touch of fear and timidity in his eyes.

Because this matter is like a bolt from the blue, it is really unbelievable and acceptable.

At the end, he swallowed another mouthful of saliva, and continued: "Return, there is more! Chen Ge of Xuantianzong has come to the Great Wilderness, and the situation that is supposed to be sure is all caused by that kid secretly..."

Intermittently, to make a long story short, he explained everything that happened in Tianshui Lake.

Xuantianzong, Chen Ge!

Hearing this, Le Zong stared at him with a pair of extremely focused old eyes, and shouted loudly: "What are you talking about, Mu Xingyu, Zhou Feng, and Xu Tianming are all dead, and even Sword Ancestor Mingfeng was killed in the sneak attack! Seriously injured!"

The deputy sect master was panting, his expression distorted, and his skinny face, which was as thin as bark, looked extremely strange when distorted.

Now in the entire Great Wilderness, if one is talking about the most famous person, besides the Lin family and Lin Ruyan who won the inheritance in the historic sites, it is Chen Ge from the Eastern Region.

In the past, when they heard about Chen Ge's feat, they thought it was just a vain name.

I didn't expect Chen Ge to be so capable.

"Vice sect master, little one, every little statement is true, I saw it with my own eyes just now, fearing that the matter would be too big, so I rushed back without stopping, my little statement is true."

This night the detective was afraid that the deputy sect master would take his anger out on him, so he immediately kowtowed.

"Useless stuff, get out, and let me know if there is anything else."

Le Zong wanted to draw his sword and kill him to vent his anger, but he thought that there was nothing wrong with the night spy, and he rushed back without stopping, with no credit or hard work.

He snorted, kicked out again, and told him to roll away.

"Thank you to the deputy sect master, thank you to the deputy sect master, the little one has devoted himself to the Tianxingmen and died, for the deputy sect master, the little one will definitely do his best, death is not enough..."

Ye Tan hurriedly thanked him, kowtowed his head a few times, and uttered a series of flattering grunts.

Then he rolled and climbed, and slipped down the Black Mountain like a mad dog.

There is no way, the vice-master's violence is well-known in the entire Tianxingmen, and a disciple may be killed if he disagrees.

This has something to do with the violent swordsmanship he cultivated.

"Has it been sent back? It's a little slower than I expected. The intelligence agency of Tianxingmen is nothing more than that..."

In the collapsed prison, Chen Ge's spiritual consciousness came out, and he had heard all the things Ye Tan said just now.

He couldn't hide his surprise attack on the Netherwind Sword Ancestor.

"In that case, let me die!"

Chen Ge's expression sank, and he immediately read the formula. On the shoulder of his left hand, a hand grew inexplicably, piercing through the clothes and sticking out.

Such small techniques can be performed by monks with some supernatural powers.

Nothing.

It's just that the newly grown hand is far less flexible than the original two.

But it is enough to shake the Clock of Destiny.

jingle bell~
The Clock of Destiny appeared on the third hand, and with a slight shake, the clear and light sound rang out instantly, like a wind chime being blown by a breeze.

Then as the number of shakes increased, the light and clear voice was covered one after another.

The sound became complicated and dense.

jingle bell~
jingle bell~
Wave after wave, the Bell of Destiny rang out from the cell and echoed on the peak of the Black Mountain.

"No, it's the soul-deaf bell!"

Le Zong was worthy of being a master of half-immortal cultivation. He only caught a little bit of wind and grass, and immediately drew out the spiritual power in his body, forming a translucent barrier, trying to isolate the sound of the bell from the clock of destiny.