Chapter 340 The scapegoat, the Sword Sect of the Longevity

When Fu Shan left like this, the seven people looked at me and I looked at you, but their minds were full of confusion.

"Friends of the Taoist think that what this person said is credible or not?" After a moment of pause, one of them broke the silence.

"Who knows if you don't catch him?" The first person to answer was Zhao Yuan, a disciple of the Fentian Demon Sect. Just now, he lost face in front of everyone, and his heart was naturally full of depression.

"I think it's quite credible!" The first person said again, "Everyone should have seen this person's cultivation just now. If you want to escape, there is no problem at all. There is no need to deceive us like this!"

"What if he deliberately diverted his sight to save trouble? You know, he is still in Zhonghuo Mountain. If we are determined to combine and block the door, it will not be easy for him to successfully bring out the Golden Pill zombies. And if we spend all our energy on finding disciples of the Changsheng Sword Sect, then it will be much easier for him." This time, the disciples of Wuliang Immortal Sect spoke. His cultivation is second only to Zhao Yuan, a disciple of the Fentian Demon Sect. Therefore, when he spoke, most of the rest nodded. Obviously, they all agreed with his opinion.

"So what? If someone has such cultivation, it may not happen if he takes more time in Zhong Huoshan. Why should he rush to leave? The man was covered with demonic energy. We didn't see the person's appearance clearly, but we couldn't find him. Even if we were opposite each other again, I was afraid that we would not recognize him. Could it be that we could keep blocking the doors and conducting investigations one by one? In that case, it would be afraid that the elders of the Yin Demon Sect would come forward to interfere within two days!"

"This makes sense!"

After hearing this, several people nodded.

"Now there is only such a clue as this is the disciple of the Qingshen Sword Sect holding the Qingshen Sword. If you don't search, you have to search. Dear fellow Taoists, say goodbye!" As soon as the monk finished speaking, he stood up with his sword and flew outward.

Immediately afterwards, the other monks also dispersed.

Along the way, they were naturally intercepted by cultivators who surrounded them from layers of people. In order to escape, they could only tell this information. In a moment, the seven words "Qingsheng Sword Sect Qingmian Sword" spread widely, spreading no less than a thousand cultivators.

At this time, a disciple of the Changsheng Sword Sect who had just obtained a letter to hear this and blurted out, "Which turtle is framed by our Changsheng Sword Sect?"

As soon as this statement came out, dozens of monks from various sects, including immortals, demons, and Buddhas, surrounded them and wrapped them in the center. Moreover, there were people constantly rushing over. Although everyone did not intend to kill them, at this moment, he knew that he would inevitably be captured.

Sure enough, then, a sentence came to his ears. "It's great, I'm really searching for it without any effort! I was worried that there was no clue, but you jumped out by yourself. This fellow Taoist, now, you should just tell the situation of the disciples of the Qingmian Sword of the Sect. In this way, we will definitely give you great benefits. If you don't tell me, you will definitely understand the consequences!"

"I'm really stupid. Isn't this causing trouble?" At this moment, this disciple of the Changsheng Sword Sect even regretted his intestines. However, he did not speak because of this formation. He knew very well that once he opened his mouth, he would not be able to get anything good after returning to the mountain, because the power of these people was too complicated, and it would be absolutely impossible to not reveal any news. Therefore, it was better to be tougher than to be able to gain a good reputation. If the sect found out in the future, it would be able to be grateful to its family.

"Do you really have the backbone? If so, we will use the soul search method to you!" The man spoke again and pressed him down, "Although, in this way, the memory you get is quite incomplete, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, there are more than one disciple of the Changsheng Sword Sect who entered the Zhonghuo Mountain Trial. As long as we combine it with each other, we can find enough clues!"

"Is that so? Then just let the horse come over and see if I can make you do what you want?" The disciple of the Changsheng Sword Sect looked cold, and the flying sword in his hand was thrown away, turning into a blazing stream of light, surrounding him, wandering around him.

Among the monks, there were many people with clever eyes. The man looked firm and without any hesitation. He knew that it was basically impossible for such a person to persuade him. At that moment, he decided to use powerful means to capture him.

However, it was precisely because of this decision that they couldn't take action in a hurry, because judging from this person's posture, I was afraid that they would really have the determination to self-destruct. After all, only in this way can they completely erase their souls and prevent themselves from having the opportunity to search their souls.

If these people don’t take action, the cultivator of the Changsheng Sword Sect will naturally not explode directly. After all, even ants are alive, let alone humans? How could he be willing to die before the last moment? After all, who knows whether there will be any special changes in the next moment, which will give him a chance to escape?

Neither side intends to take the initiative to attack, so the situation naturally becomes a stalemate. However, the side with a large number of people has the advantage. Although they do not come from the same force, they just happen to be together here, this is nothing. Through voice transmission, several monks with high cultivation and outstanding reputation communicate with each other, and a temporary covenant can be reached.

After the alliance was reached, everyone set up time to send messages to their own forces, so that they could all come over to ensure that this disciple of the Changsheng Sword Sect would not be stolen by other forces. After all, their power seemed very strong, but if spies from other groups of power discovered the situation here and attacked with all their strength, they were really no match. After all, the power of cooperating with each other and forming a formation was far from being able to resist by a group of mobs.

At this moment, a black stream of light burst into flames, and with just one blow, the disciple of the Changsheng Sword Sect fainted, and then took him and flew away.

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