"I……"
This made Dong Liang even more flustered, but he shook his head and said, "I saw so many disciples with my own eyes, how could what I saw with my own eyes be fake?"
"Why can't it be fake?" Wu Er's expression remained calm. "Forget it, there's no point in talking to you about this. You should just faint for a while."
After saying this, a staff-like magical artifact floated up behind Dong Liang and struck him on the back of the head.
Just now, in order to protect himself, he had exhausted the spirit stones in his two top-grade magic treasures, and at this moment he was completely defenseless.
He was knocked down by that sudden blow.
On the other side, Han Qingxiu and Xiong Ao were quick as well, pulling out all the people buried in the pile of magic treasures while Dong Liang and Wu Er were talking.
"The people have been dug out? Okay, those who can move and fight, come with me. Those who are injured, stay and guard the disciples of other sects."
Wu Er called out to the disciples of his sect who were still awake, and then took control of the pile of magical treasures once again.
Recently, the pile of magical artifacts in the first picture started buzzing incessantly, and then slowly drifted into the sky, forming a cloud of magical artifacts that covered the sky.
"Come on, follow my formation. There are a few dungeons in this secret realm. Today I'll take you there to show off."
After saying this, Wu Er walked away into the distance with the magic cloud on his head. Although the Pengshan disciples who had been rescued were also intimidated by the magic cloud, they all followed Wu Er and walked in the same direction.
Upon entering the secret realm, they were immediately surrounded and attacked by a group of people, suffering a truly frustrating defeat and filled with anger.
Thus, under the protection of the magical cloud, the group embarked on their journey in a grand procession.
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