When the head of Baishan said this, the head of Qingyun, several ancestors and disciples of his disciples rose to his face. Even those low-level disciples looked ugly when they heard this, and they had the urge to slap the head of Baishan on the ground and trample on it.

There are only a few of them in the Qingyun Sect who offer sacrifices to the country. If they give them all, they will have no resources. There is no basic resources for 40,000 people. Will all the disciples of the sect drink the northwest wind?

Moreover, compensation for three million spirit stones?

Not to mention that many of their spiritual stones are apologized to Chen Mo. Even if there are not, it is impossible to bring out so many spiritual stones. There are thirty spiritual weapons, only a few ancestors and sects of their sects, and some foundation-building disciples, but there are very few such people, how can they bring out so many?

Not to mention precious items like spiritual pills, there are 3,000 top-grade pills. This is not asking for compensation at all, but to let them die in Qingyun Sect!

Do you think you are Chen Mo? You have such a big mouthful?

When Chen Mo stood here, his aura made people dare not resist at all, let alone slapping the sect's body-protecting formation. He was a truly powerful person. They couldn't afford to offend Chen Mo. Could it be that they could not fight against Baishan Sect, which was bullying the head?

"How are you thinking about it?" said the head of Baishan Sect.

"You are talking big, either we don't have one, or we can't hand over it!"

"Okay, since that's the case, then we can't blame us. Qingyun Sect not only beat my son, but also refused to compensate. This says that you are too bullying people wherever you go. Since that's the case, our Baishan Sect will teach you a lesson today, kill you all and take you Qingyun Sect."

Master Qingyun's eyes turned cold and a strong murderous intent flashed. This was a bit serious.

"We will not be afraid of you, everyone, the Baishan Sect bullies us today. Those who are willing to fight stay and those who are unwilling to fight leave now. The sect will never blame you."

The head of Qingyun is both harsh. As the head of the sect, he doesn't want to harm his disciples. These people will be killed even if they fight. It's better to let them choose or leave. But they are different. They are the main members of the Qingyun Sect. If the head of a sect escapes, what kind of face do they have to survive in the cultivation world?

Master Qingyun couldn't swallow this, and he didn't think that these people were their opponents.

"Then let's fight!"

Several ancestors behind him also stood up with serious eyes.

"Master, we won't leave. I have been in the sect for eight years. I have been protecting me for these eight years, and I have made no contribution to the sect. I eat, drink, wear and live in the sect. Now the sect is in a difficult situation, I will never leave. Even if I die, I will die here!"

A young and energetic disciple stood up.

His first step forward, more and more disciples stood up.

"This senior brother said it well. He lives in the sect on weekdays and is now bullied. I can't swallow this tone. Isn't it just death? When we cultivators set out on this path, they are prepared to die. People can die, but they will never live in humiliation!"

Another young man stood up, his eyes covered with bloodshots, mainly because the heads of Baishan Sect and others were too bullying.

More and more people stood up and stood on the same boat as Qingyun Sect.

Many of them are disciples who have lived here for many years, and they have long established deep feelings with their disciples in their sects.

This kind of relationship is very rare. When they go out to the mission, they will also kill monsters to complete the mission in groups, and even encounter disciples from other sects, and there will be some battles. Many people have experiences of life and death together.

Now that it is at this critical moment, they are willing to live and die together with the sect.

Although Qingyun Sect is small, the head sect and others are very good. The atmosphere of their sect is not that cold-blooded, and they only care about themselves.

Of course, there are also some timid people who don’t say anything, but that’s only a few. Or they just entered the sect, they don’t have much sense of belonging, and everyone doesn’t blame them.

"Fight with them!"

Countless Qingyun Sect disciples roared and took out swords, while those foundation-building disciples took out their own spiritual swords, shining brightly and shining, floating in front of them. As long as they fight, they have no doubt that these flying swords will go over to kill the enemy.

The head sect opened his mouth and flew out a spiritual sword. The ancestors next to him were ready.

"Hmph!" A cold snorted, and the Baishan Master saw the countless ant disciples below, and his eyes were cold: "You can't resist our Baishan Sect with you."

"How can you know if you don't try it?" Although Master Qingyun was unwilling to fight, he had to resist.

"Then you fight with me and see when you can resist!"

Suddenly, the head of Qingyun Sect pointed his finger and a white flying sword came out, with a fast speed, showing the momentum of lightning, and descending to the head of Qingyun on the spot.

The flying sword of the head of Qingyun also flew out, and when they met it, it made a bang sound, flew up and down, and sparks flew everywhere. Every time they contacted, the sound of piercing the golden cracked stone made people's ears tremble.

"kill!"

"superior!"

"Don't be afraid of everyone, you can die together!"

Countless disciples of the sect began to fight.

Since the Qingyun sect’s protective formation was broken by Chen Mo before, many low-level disciples of Baishan sect could rush over and fight.

In the blink of an eye, the sky was colorful and many people were intertwined to fight. Flying swords flew around in the sky, and sometimes they were stirred to the distant peaks, and the rows of trees were all flattened.

Boom!

The two masters of Baishan and Qingyun fought together. In a blink of an eye, the masters of Baishan were in a trend that they could not resist. After the masters of Qingyun suppressed his flying sword, they flew over. Suddenly, a loud shout ejaculated, and dense blue sword energy erupted all over their bodies. A huge blue dragon appeared behind them, roaring repeatedly.

The sword energy of the Master Qingyun was very sharp, but it also had the flexibility of water. Not only after it flew, it would bounce open like a whirlpool and continue to gather and launch an attack again. The sword energy was constantly passing through, and the sound of jingling was endless, shattering the protective body of the Master Baishan, and his whole body was tilted, making it a little difficult to resist. He was surprised.

With a roar, a flame ejected from his mouth.

The huge python under his feet also ejected a green poisonous gas and his flames into a river of two colors, resisting all the sword energy of the leader Qingyun. The sky exploded repeatedly, but the sword energy of the leader Qingyun merged together, breaking all his attacks and hitting his body protector.

The head of Baishan flew out.

However, it is not life-threatening, but its face looks ugly, after all, it was knocked back.

"Haha, I thought you had some ability. You are also in the Golden Pill stage, and you are not my opponent!"

The head of Qingyun Sect was delighted. If this was the case, they might not be unable to win, and these people would be repelled by them.

But at this moment, a white-haired old man behind him, the ancestor with Xiangyun Lingbao under his feet, suddenly attacked, and a powerful aura appeared on his body.

This momentum had just been born, and the sky was swept by dark clouds, and it was covered by dark clouds for dozens of miles. In a blink of an eye, it started to rain heavily here.

Fortunately, there is no one in a radius of hundreds of miles, otherwise it will definitely shock people. This sudden dark cloud can only be achieved by the masters of Jindan. It will not be encountered in the secular country in daily life.

Unless someone is idle and wandering around the mountains and forests, he may encounter a fighting situation when cultivators are fighting and see this magical scene.

As soon as the momentum appeared, the leader Qingyun and several ancestors knew that they had finished fighting with several other masters, and they could still fight, but the aura of the white-haired old man in Baishan made them feel the aura of the late stage of the Jindan cultivation.

The middle stage of the Golden Pill can affect the range of ten miles, and the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth is fifty miles, which shows the strength of this old man.

Boom!

The sky was lightning and thunderous. Suddenly, the ancestor shouted loudly, and a scepter of lightning appeared in his hand.

Yes, it is a thunderwood scepter that is 1.5 meters long. At the top of the scepter, three small dragons playing with beads are carved, and in the middle is an irregular thunder and lightning gem like crystal.

This kind of stone is transparent, with subtle lightning and lightning passing through. It is a relatively rare thunderstone and is very rare. It can store lightning and release lightning.

The old man took out his scepter and stood up towards the sky. The lightning and lightning gathered in the sky, like a spider web gathering and entered the gem. With the old man swung, the lightning power in the crystal formed a straight white lightning thunder, and flew out like a thunder dragon, a hundred meters long lightning, heading towards the Qingyun Master.

ah!

A scream resounded. Such a high level of lightning was not even as violent as when the Golden Pill tribulation was passed. The head of Qingyun was smashed away on the spot. He was a little embarrassed, with blood on the corner of his mouth. When he was hit by the lightning, he felt like he was hit by a physical body. Then his whole body felt numb, as if his soul was being pulled away.

His eyes were frightened. This old man not only controlled thunder and lightning in the late stage of the Jindan. No wonder their sect dared to come so blatantly to offend their Qingyun Sect.

This is because I have prepared myself and want to crush them with my strength.

In the late stage of the Golden Pill, it is much stronger than his mid-stage Golden Pill.

Unless a few fight one at the same time, there is a possibility of a draw, but their sect also has golden elixir masters. If they defeat one by one, they will die here.

Boom!

Another thunder and lightning hit. After a few times, Master Qingyun was seriously injured. His sword energy could not resist the powerful thunder and lightning. The lightning in the sky continued to gather on the old man's thunder orb, and was used by the old man to attack Master Qingyun.

brush!

Suddenly, an ancestor flew over and wanted to fight together, but the lightning hit him. The ancestor Qingyun spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body was broken, and his hair was standing upright, which was extremely unbearable.

"Our Qingyun Sect is finished!"

All the disciples saw it and their eyes were distraught.

Next, several ancestors and heads were injured by the old man and their people. They did not kill him. Under the order of the old man, they were only injured. The other disciples were not moving, and it was already finished.

A wave of wire radiates down, and these low-level disciples cannot move.

"Damn it!"

Yang Kang was crushed by a wits in one corner and knelt on the ground. Even the female disciples could only kneel down and their faces were defeated.

"It's over!"

"It's completely finished!"

A Qingyun Sect with a 40,000-person sect was disintegrated.

If the old man hadn't killed him, the entire sect would have been blood flowing like a river and miserable. The practice is far from as good as people imagine. If one is not good, he will die. The Qingyun Sect in front of him is the best portrayal.
Chapter completed!