At this moment, another young disciple of the Dark Nether Sect ran in. This disciple was covered in blood and looked flustered. He shouted to the senior leaders of the Dark Nether Sect who were arguing: "It's not good.

The enemy has already attacked us and many people have died. We can no longer withstand it. They are too strong and many disciples have surrendered."

This disciple's words seemed to have dropped a depth charge in the noisy main hall, immediately burning those who were determined to send mines.

Immediately, the old man hurriedly ran towards the young demon, grabbed his shoulders tightly, and asked the young demon: "Really?"

The young demon was already seriously injured, and I grabbed him so hard. The corners of his mouth twitched in pain. Listening to the old man's question, the young man nodded with difficulty.

The old man looked at the young man and nodded, his eyes suddenly became dull, and he murmured to himself: "How could this happen, how could this happen, this is impossible, impossible." As he said that, the old man faced the main hall.

The people inside roared.

Seeing the old man's slightly crazy look, the other staunch faction members couldn't help but feel a little worried, and at the same time, the firmness in their hearts suddenly wavered a bit.

"What should we do? Do you really surrender?" At this time, a middle-aged devil among the staunch faction said something, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Let’s not talk about the capitulation faction. Let’s just talk about the staunch faction. They were immediately shaken after hearing the words of this middle-aged devil. After all, the facts are before our eyes. The enemy is about to attack in. As for attacking out? That is obviously a dream, and it is not possible at all.

It's possible, after all, Wu Chengtai died in their hands. These people don't think that they are higher than Wu Chengtai.

So since we can't attack out, there is only one way to go now, which is to surrender. After all, everyone cherishes his life. There is no one who can say that he is really not afraid of death. If he still carries it to death at this juncture, that's not called

Loyalty is called stupidity.

Of course they are not stupid, but they are smarter than anyone else, otherwise they would not be able to stand out from hundreds of thousands of disciples.

However, no one of them spoke just now, and no one wanted to take the lead. But at this time, someone had already taken the lead, and the wavering staunch faction immediately joined in.

"Yes, what should I do?"

"Or... let's surrender."

"That's right!"

…

The old man glared hard at these wavering staunchists. After listening to their words, the old man's face was already red with anger, and he cursed at them: "Bah, they are all just wallflowers."

Those who were wavering felt unhappy when they heard the old man's scolding, and thought to themselves, Damn, if you are not afraid of death, don't drag us to die together.

Although they were slandering in their hearts, they did not dare to show it on their faces. Although this old man did not have the highest position, he had the most seniority and had high prestige in the Dark Nether Sect. They did not dare to refute him face to face.

Compared with this old man, those surrendering parties were full of contempt for those who had wavered in their minds. They were just afraid of death. It could also be said that people were walking to higher places, but now the staunch faction who had wavered in their minds were just outsiders.

Well, no one looks down on wallflowers, and they are no exception.

These capitulation faction just looked at the staunch faction with cold eyes, not having any concerns about the previous argument. Anyway, they were determined to surrender as soon as the Netherworld Palace people attacked.

The old man had no idea of ​​the different thoughts of the people. At this time, the old man's heart was full of bitterness. He had grown up in the Dark Nether Sect, had experienced two sect masters, and had stayed in the Dark Nether Sect for thousands of years.

, how can you say that you can just let it go.

Thinking like this, an idea suddenly flashed in the old man's mind. Why had he forgotten someone, someone who could save the Dark Sect?

At that moment, the old man said to everyone: "The Dark Nether Sect will not end this way. Go find the great elder quickly."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and then they immediately realized, yes, they should find a solution to the Great Elder. Of course, the Great Elder they mentioned was not the dead Elder Hong, but the Zhang Minzhou who was forced to leave.

Thinking of Zhang Minzhou, everyone suddenly had new ideas, and immediately someone wanted to go to the cliff to find Zhang Minzhou.

But before the man could take a step forward, a voice suddenly came from the door.

"Stop looking for him, Master, he won't come out."

This person was the fifth disciple of Zhang Minzhou. His eyes could not hide his helplessness at this time. He could clearly see everything outside just now. His disciples of the Dark Sect had no power to resist at all. Anyone who resisted would be killed.

Killing, as the disciples of the Dark Nether Sect died one by one and surrendered one by one, the young devil's heart was bleeding. After all, this was the hard work of countless people from the Dark Nether Sect, and it would be gone if he said no.

Originally, the young Taoist wanted to rush over and join the battle, but thinking of Zhang Minzhou's words and the things Zhang Minzhou had entrusted to him, the young demon had to compromise.

When he walked to the door of the main hall, he happened to hear someone looking for his master. Thinking of his master's attitude, the young devil felt dark in his heart and couldn't help but said: "Stop looking for him, master, he doesn't know how to do it."

Come out."

Everyone in the main hall listened to the words that suddenly came from the door, and all their eyes immediately focused on the person who spoke. At this sight, everyone's hearts suddenly became cold, because the person who came was none other than Zhang Minzhou's fifth disciple.

When everyone thought about what the demon asked you to say, the little hope in their hearts was suddenly shattered. From what the young demon said, they knew that Zhang Minzhou would obviously not care about this mess.

Among them, the old man had the biggest reaction. After listening to the young demon's words, the old man suddenly exclaimed in disbelief: "You... what did you say? Great Elder, he... he doesn't care?"

The young demon listened to the old man's words, nodded sadly and said: "Yes."

The old man obviously still couldn't believe it until now. The fire of hope that had just been ignited was suddenly extinguished. No one could bear it. The old man murmured: "Impossible, impossible."

At this moment, a middle-aged demon from the opposition side spoke up and asked the fifth disciple of Zhang Minzhou: "What did the great elder say?"

Hearing this, the young devil spoke with difficulty: "Master...Master asked us to surrender."

When the word "surrender" was spoken, there was a sudden uproar in the main hall, especially the old man who suddenly felt dizzy, and then with a look of disbelief on his face, he pointed at Zhang Minzhou's fifth disciple and was speechless.

The rest of the stalwarts immediately exploded. They all couldn't believe it. They couldn't believe how Zhang Minzhou could issue such an order. Did Zhang Minzhou really give up on the Dark Nether Sect?

At this time, the old man's eyes had become dull. Of course, he would not think that Zhang Minzhou's fifth disciple was trying to scare him. This was obviously Zhang Minzhou's own choice.

His only glimmer of hope was gone, and the old man suddenly became dejected. After a while, the old man took a deep look at the main hall, looked at the people in the main hall, and then rushed out towards the door of the main hall, and

Several other stalwarts also rushed out with the old man.

Everyone in the main hall watched helplessly as the old man rushed towards the outside, with deep sadness flashing in their eyes. Of course, they made the choice of the old man and others.

In the huge square outside the main hall of the Dark Nether Sect, the battle has gradually ended. Except for those staunch resisters who were killed, most of the other disciples surrendered, and there were only sporadic battles left in the entire square.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and seven people suddenly rushed out of the main hall. The leader was the old man from the staunch faction.

The old man and the other six people looked at the battle that was about to end, and looked at Tu Tian among the crowd like stars holding the moon. They immediately knew that this handsome young man was the master of the Nether Palace. In the spirit of catching thieves,

On the principle of capturing the king first, he immediately roared and rushed in the direction of Tu Tian, ​​trying to reverse the situation by controlling Tu Tian.

But they were obviously talking nonsense. Just as they were rushing towards Tu Tian, ​​a group of senior officials standing behind Tu Tian immediately blocked Tu Tian's front and stared at the seven people rushing towards them.

Tu Tian looked at the high-level officials of Netherworld Palace who were standing in front of him and waved to them to disperse. What a joke, does he, Tu Tian, ​​need their protection?

After telling everyone to disperse, Tu Tian looked coldly at the seven members of the Dark Sect who were rushing toward him. A disdainful smile appeared on his lips, and he said coldly: "You really don't know how to live or die."

In the blink of an eye, they had rushed in front of Tu Tian. The old man looked at Tu Tian who was close at hand, and suddenly shouted: "Die!"

After saying that, the old man's fists were immediately wrapped with two dense masses of demonic energy, and they rushed directly towards Tu Tian.

Looking at the seven people rushing towards him, Tu Tian didn't even bother to use the Demonic Sword. He just waved his hand casually and shouted in his mouth: "Gu Noo."

As Tu Tian's words fell, the seven people rushing towards Tu Tian suddenly felt a powerful energy coming directly from the young man in front of them. This powerful power made them unable to resist at all, and could only watch indifferently.

Watching myself being knocked away.

"Plop." "Plop"...

Seven consecutive "plop" sounds were heard, and the seven disciples of the Dark Nether Sect fell to the ground immediately, spitting out pools of blood from their mouths. They were obviously injured and had lost their ability to attack.

The old man spit out a mouthful of blood, and then looked at the young man not far away from him with a horrified face. He did not expect that this young man's cultivation level was so high. With just a casual blow, he and others were completely lost.

The ability to attack.

Seeing that a group of Nether Palace disciples were about to surround him and others, obviously wanting to capture him and others alive, the old man smiled miserably and said: "Old sect leader, the disciples are here to accompany you." After saying that, the old man used his feet to hold on to what was left in his body.
Chapter completed!