The best medical god in the city

Chapter 1124
woohoo! !
Whoa! ! !
Sixteen chief and deputy heads, plus eighty elders, all came here!

They are the cutting-edge forces of the Eight Sects, and those with the lowest cultivation level are all in the second heaven of the Emperor Senior Realm.

"Master!"

"You said you wanted to tell us the truth, what exactly is the truth?" Bai Yuquan stared at his head and asked sincerely, "Do you want to replace us and let others die instead of us?"

"Master, replace us with someone else..." Qing Jian looked hard, staring at Liangyue's head, and said sincerely: "But other people will die too, why don't we follow Ye Chen and fight together!"

"Anyway, Patriarch Han Yun has already joined Ye Chen's camp!"

"Master!" Ruohan looked at his master, with sincerity shining in his smart eyes, and shouted: "Master, turn it back, against the banner of the blood spirit clan, Ye Chen has already erected, we Just follow!"

"Master, what is the answer you want to give us?"

"Master, let's fight together!"

"Master, find those people to replace us, I don't want to die!"

"Master..."

……

All the disciples stared at the head of their own family with their hands behind their backs not far away and shouted.

I saw that the sixteen chief and deputy sect leaders, headed by Liangyue, descended suddenly and surrounded all the disciples in the center, as did the other eighty elders.They looked cold, without the slightest emotion at all, each holding a weapon.

The head of Liangyue looked at his disciples Qing Jian and Qing Lirong, with a cold expression and a lingering cold aura, and said: "We have a plan, and our plan is to capture you and dedicate them to the Blood Spirit Race!" !"

The next moment, she suddenly changed her face and shouted: "Do it!"

In an instant!
The sixteen chief and deputy heads took out a round of golden ropes, exuding a majestic power, as if they were all seventh-rank spiritual weapons!

They threw golden ropes at the same time, and the ropes fell into the hands of the opponents, intersecting with each other, forming a large array of nets, trapping all the disciples in the center!
Immediately, the eighty elders waved their weapons and shot two rays of light to the left and right!
The 160 rays of light are connected with each other to form a large formation, trapping everyone inside, ensuring that no disciple can escape!

"Master, how can you do this!"

Just as Qing Jian was about to go out, his chest touched the golden rope, and he was instantly shocked and spurted blood.

He barely stood up relying on the long sword, looking down at the masters in front of him, he suddenly felt a sense of strangeness!

Is this your boss?

This is the head and elders who usually regard themselves as their own sons?

In order to survive, you actually want to capture us and dedicate them to the Blood Spirit Race?

"Master, what do you mean?"

"Sect Master, what are you doing?"

"Master..."

"Elder..."

"Uncle Sect Master..."

……

For a moment, more than 100 disciples all looked shocked.

He never expected that the master and elders who loved him in the past would actually set up a net to trap him.

What is this for?
It seems that it is because we know about the Blood Eldar!
Afraid that we don't want to die at the hands of the blood elves?

So when you just came here, you just set up a formation to capture us and dedicate it to the Blood Spirit Race?

Qing Lirong looked at all this in amazement, but she didn't raise the blue long sword in her hand for a long time. She stared at Liangyue's head and asked, "Master head, you treat me like your own daughter on weekdays. Now you want to live for yourself and let me die?"

"Hahaha!"

The head of Liangyue sneered a few times, looked at Qing Lirong coldly, and said in a cold voice: "Disciple, I regard you as my own daughter. Originally, I didn't want to dedicate you to the Blood Spirit Race, but now you know It's over!"

"I don't dare to bet, I don't dare to bet that you will be captured and die obediently!"

"So, for the sake of our teacher, for Qingtianmen, and for everyone, we choose to take you down directly!"

"Don't feel sad. People will die eventually. It's better to die at the hands of the blood spirit clan than to implicate the rest of us. Let's die with you!"

"Uncle Sect Master!" Qing Jian's veins burst into anger, filled with extreme hatred, he swung his sword at Liang Yue's Sect Master, and said angrily: "My family has greatly favored you, is that how you repay the favor?"

He roared hoarsely: "You want us to die for your own life?"

"That's right, people are going to die, but the one who is going to die is open and aboveboard, and the death is indomitable!"

"I can't die aggrieved!"

"That's right!" Hei Yao stared at the head of the Kunlun Sect, trembling with anger, his teeth chattering up and down, "Master, the head, everyone is going to die, but I am willing to die in the battle against the blood spirit clan, rather than being killed by the blood spirit clan." They ravage to death!"

"If you are still the suzerain of our Kunlun Sect, let us go immediately!"

"We're going to fight to the death with the blood elves!"

"Yes!" Ruohan breathed extremely solemnly, staring at the suzerain of Kuohai Sect, and said, "Master, we can die, we can die on the battlefield, but you can't treat us like this, we are your disciples, you don't want to treat us like this!" Do it, don't you feel ashamed?"

The seven geniuses have yet to make a move, and they are all staring at their master, the master master, one by one.

The other true disciples and Daoist disciples did not have a good relationship with the head.

Immediately, a true disciple stabbed out with a knife, and the sword glowed with a wave of blood, which turned into a bloody three-pointed star in mid-air, exuding infinite divine power, as if to destroy the golden rope, and escaped.

boom! ! !
There was a crackling sound!

The golden rope was undamaged, and the blood-colored three-pointed star burst open. The disciple was also knocked down by the counter-shock force, spitting blood.

Many disciples didn't believe it, so they stormed the golden rope.

Immediately!

Bang bang bang! !

Boom! !
There was a crackling sound.

One after another, more than 20 disciples from various factions fell to the ground and spurted blood, unable to break through the net formation!
The head of the Kunlun Sect looked cold, as if looking down at a group of ants, and said coldly: "Stop making unnecessary struggles, this formation is a trap handed down from ancient times, and you want to break it from the inside? Unless you have a battle that has half stepped into the divine realm force!"

(End of this chapter)