Chapter 2052

"What does Xingyue Immortal Sect mean by this? Are they robbing openly and openly?" "If you are not afraid, you can compete with Xingyue Immortal Sect for people." "This move of Xingyue Immortal Sect is too damaging!" "If you are not convinced, you can open an ancient secret realm to the entire continent." As soon as these words came out, the people suffering from the jealousy suddenly choked up. Where did they come from the ancient secret realm? In this way, cultivators with different ideas can only helplessly settle one cultivator after another without family protection. But as more and more cultivators were thrown out of the ancient secret realm, they focused on some cultivators who were coming to pick them up. "One hundred and ninety-nine, two hundred! Two hundred practitioners came out alive!" "It's so fast. Will any cultivators come out alive later?" "There should be more. Look, the other two direct disciples of the Xingyue Immortal Sect Master haven't come out yet!" "The young master of Baihua Valley, Gao Wanyun, the young master of the Rong family, Rong Jing, and the two sisters Sima Yongyu and Sima Yongyan of the hidden family have not come out. They must have many life-saving treasures." "The Holy Son and Saint of Yunmen, the Little Witch of Medicine Sect, and the Young Master of Fengming Villa haven't come out either!" "And no one from Fengyun Team Three has come out yet!" Upon hearing the words Fengyun Third Team, many cultivators present cast a vague glance at the Canglan Ye family and other families. Although Ye Yuheng and Gong Yufu ignored these hidden glances, they were very worried and anxious in their hearts. Gong Yufu held Ye Yuheng's hand and said through a message, "Ran'er and the others will definitely come back alive." These words were meant to appease Ye Yuheng and also to appease himself. Ye Yuheng held Gong Yufu's hand back and said in the same voice, "Fu'er, don't worry, Ran'er will definitely come back alive. Her life card has always been good. Have you forgotten?" Hearing this, thinking of Ye Feiran's fate tablet, and also thinking that there had been no movement on the messenger jade tablet in Najie, Gong Yufu's worried and anxious heart suddenly calmed down a lot, but she kept looking at the exit of the ancient secret realm. Time passed, and a stick of incense had passed since the 200th cultivator was thrown out. No cultivator was ever thrown out of the exit of the ancient secret realm. "Oh my god, could it be that only two hundred people really made it out alive!" biqubao.com "If this is the case, then the situation in the entire Senluo Continent will undergo new changes!" "But many people from big forces are still waiting, and their expressions are very calm. It is estimated that the life cards of the disciples who entered the ancient secret realm will be fine." "The exit of the ancient secret realm is not closed, everything is possible, just wait!" Another stick of incense time passed, and finally there was new movement at the exit of the ancient secret realm, and nine people were thrown out at once. "Elder Duan!" "Princess!" "Miss!" "Master!" These nine people were none other than people from Xingyue Academy, Duan Xiongjun and the team he led, namely Guo Lanyi, Yuan Zhenzhen, Duanmu Shuxian, Tian Jinyang, Lei Jianghe, Lei Furong, Zhao Kewei and Xie Jingzhong. "Nine people, nine people all at once. It seems that more than two hundred people came out alive this time!" "This is the most famous team in Xingyue Academy. They are so lucky that they all came out alive." "With the mentor Duan Xiongjun in person, can they not come out alive?" No matter what, the people waiting there suddenly felt a lot more at ease, especially after Duan Xiongjun and others came out, and practitioners also came out one after another. "Three hundred! Three hundred practitioners came out alive!" One of the cultivators present screamed in surprise, and at the same time, the words reached the ears of the Xingyue Immortal Sect leader and other senior officials. After they confirmed that Duanmu Shuche's injury was stable, they hurried to the exit of the ancient secret realm to watch. "Sect Master, is the situation different this time?" "There are only three hundred people. Let's take a look! And many of the most favored people from the forces haven't come out yet." Gradually, four hundred...five hundred...eight hundred...a thousand cultivators came out alive! In addition to those cultivators who were happy to receive their family members, the people of the Xingyue Immortal Sect were also very happy. Twenty thousand cultivators went in, and so far a thousand cultivators have come out alive. This survival rate has obviously increased several times. Next, more and more cultivators were thrown out, such as Gao Wanyun, the young master of Baihua Valley, and other disciples. Rong Jing, Sima Yongyu and Sima Yongyan also came out, as did the Holy Son and Saint of Yunmen, the Young Master of Fengming Villa, etc. However, like the previous cultivators, they were all in a state of embarrassment and scarred. Although more and more cultivators were thrown out, Gong Yufu was still anxious. "Husband, why haven't Ran'er and the others come out yet?" Ye Yuheng gently patted his wife's hand and said comfortingly, "It's almost here!" As his voice fell, nine people were suddenly thrown out from the exit of the ancient secret realm, it was Ye Feiran and the others. While spinning around in the hurricane, Ye Feixuan took an opportunity to take a spiritual energy pill, so no one could tell that she was a ghost cultivator. "Ran'er! Ran'er and the others are coming out!" Ye Feiran's body fell to the ground uncontrollably. Hearing Gong Yufu's voice, he immediately transmitted the message to his friends. "Quick, faint!" Hearing Ye Feiran's voice transmission, Han Xize and others subconsciously rolled their eyes and fainted in seconds. Ye Feiran happened to see this scene, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. This was too fake. I hope no one noticed! Ye Yuheng and Gong Yu Fufei stepped forward to pick up people, and the Han family, Mu family, Tang family and Nalan family also stepped forward to pick up people. Naturally, they will not forget Yun Chen and Jiang Yinghan. When they received someone and were about to leave, Ye Murin and Murong Lingji came forward to greet them. Ye Murin's eyes kept falling on Ye Feiran. Murong Lingji sighed slightly in his heart and said with a smile, "Everyone, let's go directly to Xieyun Palace!" Everyone looked at each other and naturally had no objections. In fact, they were worried that they would be targeted by people with malicious intentions on the way back. Now being invited to go directly to Xieyun Palace is naturally the best thing. Ye Yuheng nodded, "Let's go!" In this way, the surrounding cultivators watched with some envy, jealousy and regret as the Xieyun Palace's spaceship left. On the spaceship. When the spacecraft started, Ye Feiran and the others opened their eyes. Seeing this scene, everyone was not surprised. After all, they checked their injuries as soon as they picked them up. Although he looked miserable on the surface, after examination, it was found that there were only some external injuries on the skin and no internal injuries at all. At that time, they knew that these children fainted for others to see. They were really clever! Otherwise, the other cultivators would be seriously injured and they would have nothing serious to do, and they would definitely be targeted by cultivators across the continent. However, after they opened their eyes, everyone was still concerned about their injuries immediately. "Ran'er, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.