Chapter 1353: Small Number of People, Low Cultivation
The most infuriating thing was that the strong wind not only blew her away, but also drained away her strength, causing her to be unable to control her body at all, so that she fell face first to the ground.
Even if she dug out her face now, she would not have the strength to fight the monster, let alone find her fellow disciples.
She is in this state where she can't use her strength, so she must not let anyone see her, otherwise she will be in trouble.
She could have been eliminated fairly, but dying in this situation was too depressing.
So she quickly took out her red cloak from the ring to isolate herself from the breath, and then put on the invisibility charm.
To ensure that everything goes well, she also captured the prince from space. If anyone dares to come over, she will open the battle tent and release the prince!
Ye Linglong sighed quietly. She just wanted to avoid being disturbed by others when killing the Phantom Demon, so she wanted to get rid of Bingpo Palace and Fanyintian in advance.
As a result, the other party failed to solve the problem, and I was the first to be left.
It's really embarrassing to break the rules in front of so many people.
Since she had nothing to do now, she went into the space and snatched several spiritual fruits from Fatty and ate them happily, hoping that her strength would recover soon, and also hoping that no one would come to this broken place during this time.
However, things did not go as planned. As she was crunching the third spiritual fruit, she heard a loud noise not far away.
It seems like someone is chasing other people, and the pursuit is quite fierce, as if the fight will not stop until one dies.
Soon, those people came running towards her from far away. She recognized the person running in the front. Wasn't he the new chief disciple of Yuan Wuzong?
When they went to snatch the reborn flower before, she saw them bullying the fifth senior sister.
She didn't expect it. She thought that after Yuan Wuzong had done all the bad things in the first level and even betrayed his own people in the second level, they would be able to catch him in the third level. She didn't expect that he was still causing trouble.
But this is right, because the motives behind Yuan Wuzong were not pure. Others did not know the truth about what happened more than two thousand years ago, but she knew it.
All of Yuan Wuzong's strange behavior this time was intentional. They must be planning to do something big.
Sure enough, she saw about a dozen Yuanwu Sect disciples Cang Huang escaping, and chasing after them was the Chiyan Sect. The number of Chiyan Sect disciples was close to thirty, much more than theirs.
Moreover, the chief of the Chiyan Sect is at the late Mahayana stage, while the disciples of the Yuanwu Sect are only at the middle Mahayana stage.
With a small number of people and low cultivation, the Chiyan Sect is determined to win this time.
However…
Ye Linglong quietly swallowed the spiritual fruit in his mouth. This configuration of small number of people and low cultivation level seemed a bit familiar.
Fortunately, she had already become invisible, otherwise she would have gone to the elimination area and been held in the palm of the Luofu Palace's hand.
Soon, the disciple of Yuan Wuzong turned a corner and rushed into the yard opposite her. From her broken-walled yard, it seemed like they were door to door, which was too much of a coincidence.
Outside Dengtian Mountain, on the altar, Sect Leader Chiyan sneered when he saw his disciples forcing Sect Leader Yuanwu into the yard with nowhere to escape.
"This damn Yuan Wuzong, once we get rid of them, the trial of this Ascension Conference will be clear! These nasty and insidious things!"
"They really deserve to die." The leader of Tianding Sect said, "If they dared to provoke our Tianding Sect, Tianding Sect would definitely eliminate them all. Unfortunately, they went to touch your Chiyan Sect first, so they can only die in your hands."
"Alas..." Sect Master Yun Yang sighed heavily: "What on earth does this Yuan Wu Sect want to do? In the first stage, they dragged our six sects into the water. In the second stage, they started to target our six sects crazily. In the third stage, they didn't even stop. Moreover, they used very vicious means every time."
"Who knows? Anyway, let's kill them first this time. When the trial is over, we must ask Yuan Wuzong for an explanation. The monk can escape but the temple cannot. If he brings people to surround Yuan Wuzong, how can he not show up for the rest of his life?" said the Chiyan Sect Master angrily.
"What if he really doesn't come back?" asked Sect Master Yun Yang.
"If he doesn't come back, then what's the point of him doing these things? Using everything in the entire Yuanwu Sect to dislike us this time at the Ascension Conference? We care about the Ascension Conference very much, but it is not the only one, and we are not invincible. What's the point of disliking us just this time?" said the leader of the Tianding Sect.
Sect Master Yun Yang nodded, it was indeed the case.
But on second thought, I felt quite lonely.
Originally, their goal in this Ascension Conference was to be on par with Bingpo Palace, Brahma Sound Heaven, and Luofu Palace, or even surpass them.
But no one expected that, let alone confronting the Qingxuan Sect like the Bingpo Palace, Fanyintian and Luofu Palace, they were busy taking care of themselves the whole time and were dragged down by the water ghost-like Yuanwu Sect. They almost lost all their competitiveness and were completely excluded from the public's sight.
Physically and mentally exhausted.
At this time, they saw the disciples of Chiyan Sect blocking the disciples of Yuanwu Sect in the yard.
When the Chiyan Sect disciples raised their swords and were about to attack, the dozen or so Yuanwu Sect disciples also turned around and raised their swords.
They didn't run away. Not only that, they even had smiles of triumph on their faces.
At that moment, the chief of the Red Flame Sect felt a pang in his heart, feeling something was wrong, and he waved his hand.
"There's something wrong with this yard! Get out of here!"
Just as he finished shouting, the last disciple of the Chiyan Sect who had been chasing him also stepped into the yard. At this point, all the members of the Chiyan Sect had fallen into the trap.
All the Red Flame Sect disciples were unable to move. They lowered their heads and found that their feet were entangled by purple-black vines without them knowing when.
Just as they quickly raised their swords to cut the vines, a thick dark purple smoke suddenly emerged from this yard, which was no different from other dilapidated yards. It was obviously poisonous, and extremely toxic.
"This is the Purple Soul Poison! Don't use spiritual power, otherwise the poison will invade the human body!"
After a loud shout, all the disciples of the Red Flame Sect quickly gathered their condensed spiritual power to prevent the invasion of the poisonous gas.
It worked, but they could no longer move.
In order to use their spiritual power to cut these vines, they would have to inhale a large amount of poisonous gas. If they did not want to inhale the poisonous gas, they would be trapped by these vines forever.
They were suddenly caught in a dilemma.
What's worse is that at this time Yuan Wuzong's disciples were still in the yard and had not left. They stood outside the poison circle, laughing creepily.
They kept their distance and threw spells at the Chiyan Sect disciples, allowing them to dodge, resist, and use magic weapons. However, the Yuanwu Sect disciples did not care, because it seemed that they simply wanted to humiliate them and were in no hurry to send them to the elimination zone.
In other words, if they insist on killing the disciples of the Red Flame Sect, they will also pay the price, but they have no intention of doing so.
"What exactly do you want?" the disciple of the Red Flame Sect asked angrily.