I Have a City in a Different World

The sudden change surprised the monks of the Promise Sect at the same time.

However, when they saw clearly the sect cultivator who was thrown to Mu Jiuling, and the elder who was knocked to the ground by the Wuji Sect Master, they all showed stunned expressions.

Just because this pair of sect cultivators was the culprit who provoked the massacre of the Baihe sect, the sect cultivators who just died went to the Baihe sect to participate in the battle because of orders.

Of course, after the matter was over, these monks gained enough benefits to divide up the wealth of the White River Sect.

Whether it is an order or a greed drive, these monks have already paid the price.

But these two masterminds never came forward, they really deserve to die.

Without killing the two of them, Mu Jiuling will never give up.

"What are you trying to do, why are you doing this to me?"

Looking at the Wuji Sect Master who launched a sneak attack on him, the elder's tone was frightened and angry, full of unwilling questions.

"This matter started because of you, and it will naturally end because of you.

It is because of you that the Promise Sect suffered losses, and a large number of sect cultivators were also implicated.

Since it's hard to blame, don't talk nonsense, and get to know yourself happily! "

The Wuji Sect Master has an indifferent tone. At this moment, he can only accuse the other party of guilt, which makes the sect cultivator feel that the other party is more than innocent.

Only in this case can Sect Master Wuji be able to get enough understanding and support to prevent morale from being severely hit.

"I see."

The elder nodded and looked at the other elders and sect monks, wanting to see their attitudes and reactions.

But seeing that they were either indifferent, or turned to avoid him, and none of them pleaded for him.

"Hehehe, okay, great!"

The elder smiled and shook his head, pointed his finger at Sect Master Wuji, and then the elders next to him, his eyes full of disappointment and disdain.

"Who made the promise that nothing would happen, and then pushed me out in a blink of an eye?

By now,

I am afraid that only if I come to pay for my life, can I end a grudge that year.

I will never escape the responsibility that should be my responsibility, but your actions really make me feel chills.

You all remembered to me, I died for the sect, but I was definitely not a sinner! "

Hearing the elder's anger, the monks of the Promise Sect kept their mouths shut, but they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

These sect elders are all infected with similar causes and effects, but they have not encountered debt collectors like Mu Jiuling.

The bottom line is. You can only blame him for being unlucky.

"Why, why do you want me to die, I'm not reconciled!"

The real culprit who provoked the massacre, the cultivator, the descendant of the elder, roared loudly at this moment.

His eyes were blood red, and he wanted to break free from the shackles like crazy, but he couldn't do it for a long time.

For his hysteria, the monks all stood on the sidelines, others were still a little wronged, this guy just deserved it.

Back then, it was driven by greed that led to this incident, but as a result, no one was held accountable because of the strong backers behind it.

But I didn't expect that decades later, such a disaster would be brought to the Promise Sect.

Seeing that there were indifferent eyes all around, and no one paid any attention to him, the cultivator suddenly looked at Mu Jiuling in panic.

Then his eyes lit up, as if he had caught a life-saving straw, he knelt down and begged to Mu Jiuling.

"It was me who was confused and driven by greed that led to that incident.

Over the years, I have been remorseful and self-blame, it just happened, there is no chance to remedy it.

I ask that you have a lot of adults, and you must forgive me for the mistakes of the past.

If you need compensation, I can take all my savings, and if it's not enough, I can get more.

As long as you let me go, you can get a lot of wealth, the amount is beyond imagination! "

Exchanging wealth for his own life is the best way he can think of at the moment. He seems to think that this method is effective, so his tone becomes more and more enthusiastic and urgent.

Then he found that Mu Jiuling looked at him with strange eyes.

"Do you know how much you paid for revenge?"

Looking at the cultivator, Mu Jiuling said in a light tone.

"The treasures belonging to the gods, each one is genuine, although I can't know the specific quantity, but I can tell you the volume of the treasure."

When Mu Jiuling said this, he pointed to the burning inheritance hall, and said in a roaring tone: "The number of those treasures combined is as high as five inheritance halls, do you think I will value your savings? ?"

Hearing Mu Jiuling's answer, including the Wuji Sect Master, all the cultivators felt shocked.

No wonder Treasure House would accept Mu Jiuling's employment to cross two worlds to avenge him. It turned out to be such a huge price to pay.

The treasure of the gods is tempting to think about.

The Wuji Sect Master suddenly realized, looking at the Qianzhangfeng cultivator, there was already a strong dissatisfaction and killing intent.

No wonder the other party chose to cooperate with the Promise Sect. The real goal was the treasure of these gods.

As long as the treasure house is defeated, they are qualified to snatch this batch of treasures and receive the site of the treasure house by the way.

The benefits you promise yourself are nothing compared to what you might get.

The monk who had knelt down and begged for mercy before, trying to exchange wealth for his life, was finally completely dumbfounded at this moment.

Just listening to Mu Jiuling's description, you can imagine what an amazing batch of treasures they are, but they were used by Mu Jiuling to hire a treasure house cultivator, just to break through the gate of the Promise Sect, and then kill himself!

How could there be any reason to live in such a situation?

"Heh...hehe..."

Seeing Mu Jiuling, who wanted to eat him, the cultivator suddenly laughed, with indescribable madness and pride in his voice.

"I know, no matter what, you will never let me go.

Then kill, kill me immediately.

My life, in exchange for the lives of tens of thousands of people from your White River Sect, you won't earn too much.

What a pity, even if you kill me, your fellow disciples will never be able to live again.

Hahaha……"

Sect Master Wuji frowned, this was clearly deliberately provoking Mu Jiuling, and it was likely to make things worse.

He was about to kill the cultivator, but unexpectedly someone shot faster than him, it was the sect elder.

With a light palm of his hand, he smashed the cultivator's head, and then let the headless corpse fall to the ground.

Looking at Mu Jiuling in front, the elder's tone was calm, as if he was chatting.

"When the old man dies, the old grievances and grievances will also be written off, and we will never owe each other.

My Promise Sect has paid enough price to get hurt, and I don't know how many years it will take to recover.

Don't stress how many people you have died, tens of thousands of cultivators together are not the opponents of hundreds of cultivators, this is not a glorious thing.

If you didn't kill them all, it only shows that you are too weak to blame others. "

When the elder said this, he looked up at the sect that had lived for nearly a thousand years, with a trace of emotion and nostalgia in his eyes.

Then he raised his palm and patted his head.

With one palm down, all spirits and souls are destroyed, and all kinds of grievances and grievances come to an end.

Mu Jiuling stared blankly at the corpse in front of him, the sinister smile on his face gradually disappeared, and then turned into an uncontrollable grief, and cried out loud and unbridled.

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