The people in the square didn't know what happened in the hall, but everyone saw it.

At the command of the Zixia Sect, the leader Fang was immediately beaten down. He didn't know what they did to resist. The other monks of Killing Dan disappeared, and they didn't know if they were trapped or persuaded.

The monks Jiedan were very proud of their lives. Even if the sect was destroyed, they were afraid that they might not be willing to fight with their lives. After all, the leader of the sect was the leader of the sect, and he knew that the Yunwu Sect could not be defeated by his own identity, so he fought to the death. The leader of the Fang Sect was defeated, and obviously his life would not be left behind. All the disciples of the Yunwu Sect in the square were shocked and scared.

"Fang Dingyue, just rest in peace. Today, our Zixia Sect will merge the three sects, and it will be the eighth sect in the future! Hahahaha..."

Amid the laughter, Master Fang fell to the ground with a loud bang. A sad and angry shout came from the disciples of Yunwu Sect: "President..."

Chief Li turned his head, his eyes flashed with a fierce look. With a wave of his sleeves, the man suddenly screamed and fell to the ground.

Mo Tiange turned his head and saw the foundation-building monk lying on the ground. His eyes were wide open, and he was still dying with his eyes open. A blood hole on his body was gushing with blood. At this time, he heard a shrill cry: "Dad!!" It was Wang Qianyi. The dead foundation-building monk was her father Wang Qiao. Although Wang Qianyi had the father of a foundation-building monk, he never showed off. He only said that he was Wang Qiao's apprentice. This was the first time he shouted in front of an outsider, and it was a separation of life and death.

Mo Tiange looked up worriedly at Master Li who was still in the air. Fortunately, he saw that he was a Qi-refining cultivator, Master Li did not have the intention to kill him.

Under these harsh actions, no one dared to move the Yunwu Sect disciples, and several foundation-building cultivators were even more trembling. Unexpectedly, Li Mingzhang was so cruel that Wang Qiao shouted and was killed.

The head of Sect Li seemed very satisfied when he saw the silence below, and even smiled: "Disciples, you all saw that the Yunwu Sect will be removed from the name of Dongkunwu from now on! If you join the Zixia Sect, you will still be treated as usual, and it may even be better. If not..." He glanced at the square and his eyes were on Wang Qiao's corpse, which was obvious.

With such kindness and power, the Yunwu Sect’s Qi-refining disciples and several foundation-building disciples did not dare to move at all, and they all agreed to this result.

Master Li snorted with satisfaction, then turned to the disciples of the Golden Sword Sect: "You don't have to be lucky. Master Jin is unable to move now and let him drive him. Your Golden Sword Sect is like the Yunwu Sect. From today on, you will be under my Zixia Sect. If anyone disobeys... Hum!"

With the example of Yunwu Sect, no one dared to move the Golden Sword Sect. The Zixia Sect is now too powerful. The two sects are not enough to fight together, not to mention that the Jindan monks are trapped by them now.

At this time, several people flew out of the ruins of the hall, lifting or lifting them in their hands, both dead and living. They were the Jindan monks from the Yunwu Sect and the Golden Sword Sect!

Mo Tiange looked over, most of them were dead, and a few were alive, but they were still unconscious. I wonder what methods did the Zixia Sect use to catch so many golden elixirs in one go!

The head of Sect Li turned around and said to someone: "Brother Jiang, thanks to you this time. From now on, I will rely on you to divide the veins of Yunwu Mountain in Zixia Sect from now on."

The man who he called Brother Jiang was a man in his thirties. This man was wearing a yellow shirt, with cuffs... embroidered with a few clouds, which was the mark of the Yunwu Sect! The man was calm on his face and said, "If the leader has orders, how can he not follow?" In his words, he regarded the leader Li as the leader of the three sects.

President Li seemed to be very satisfied with his answer and laughed.

Obviously, this monk named Jiang was an insider of the Yunwu Sect, but he didn't know what benefits Zixia Sect had promised him, so he actually betrayed the master. It should be noted that most monks Jiedan were arrogant and would not have been criticized if they were not for the great benefits.

At this time, a commotion came from the Golden Sword Sect camp. A Jindan monk came over with a man and threw him in front of Master Li. Mo Tiange looked at it and found that it was Master Jin of Jindao Sect!

Master Li was proud at this time. He looked at Master Jin who looked like a dirt and smiled and said, "Brother Jin, for years of friendship, Li will give you another chance. How about the Golden Knife Sect surrendering to my Zixia Sect?"

The Jin Zheng was angry and was in a mess. He turned to look at the camp of the Jindao Sect, and his eyes fell on the corpse aside. After a long time, he sighed dejectedly: "Do I have any choice now? You are the one who is the peddler, and I am fish, so Brother Li can only take charge of it."

This sentence was obviously acknowledging his fate. Although everyone knew this in their hearts, the head of the sect said it himself, but it was not as ordinary as the disciples of the Golden Knife Sect immediately gave up. The overall situation was settled, and the Golden Knife Sect leader no longer existed.

Master Li smiled with satisfaction and looked up in the distance: "Okay, Master Qian has an order. Since these people have all surrendered, it's time to deal with the remaining issues."

The remaining questions? Mo Tiange was puzzled for a moment, but when he saw that Master Li gave the order, he left a monk named Jiedan here, so he led everyone away, and Master Jin was also taken away.

When their escape light disappeared into the sky, the Qi-refining disciples in the square breathed a sigh of relief. The pressure of so many elixirs was really unbearable. As soon as they left, the disciples of Zixia Sect were already laughing and laughing. They naturally did not know about such a major thing in advance, but seeing that the master sect annexed the other two sects and became the largest sect here, of course, there was no unhappy.

In contrast, the disciples of the Yunwu Sect and the Jindao Sect were both covered in dust and anxious. Although the leader of the sect wanted them to surrender rather than kill them, they were the annexed party after all, and who knows what the subsequent situation would be. What's more, most of them were children of the Immortal Cultivation Family that depended on the Yunwu Sect, and they didn't know whether the family would suffer. If so, it would be that the family would be destroyed.

The only remaining monk Jiedan was sitting cross-legged in the center of the square at this time, as if it was too loud. He opened his eyes and shouted: "The disciples of my sect can leave as long as possible, and the disciples left by Yunwu Sect and the Jindao Sect must not leave half a step!"

As soon as these words came out, the square suddenly became quiet. The disciples of Zixia Sect bowed their heads and left, and the other two sects did not dare to speak out.

Seeing that the disciples of Zixia Sect were gone in just a moment, the monk Xingdan closed his eyes and meditated again.

After a long time, the disciples of the two sects saw that the Jindan monks ignored them, so they looked for relatives and friends to discuss in a low voice.

Seeing this, Mo Tiange quietly walked to Wang Qian.

Since Wang Qiao's death, Wang Qianyi held her father's body and sat blankly on the ground crying, as if she could not accept it for a moment. Shen Bing and Murong Yan had already come to her. They were also anxious while whispering her. They were also children of the Immortal Cultivation Family, and there was also a master. Faced with such a change, they were afraid that their family and master would be implicated.

When they arrived beside them, Mo Tiange saluted Shen Bing and Murong Yan first, and then whispered Wang Qianyi: "Senior Sister Wang, now is not the time to be sad. Uncle Wang died. The rest depends on you. You must cheer up."

Wang Qian's eyes moved, and Mo Tiange quickly continued, "Lingtang and the people of the Wang family must rely on Senior Sister Wang to take care of each other, so as not to be affected by this matter."

Wang Qian took a deep breath, wiped her tears, and looked at her: "Thank you, Junior Brother Ye, for reminding me, I will stick to it."

Mo Tiange nodded slightly and stopped talking to them. Although he was familiar with Wang Qian, their friendship was not yet at the point of moving forward and retreating together. It would be better not to have too much interaction before things were clear.

He looked up and wanted to find Liu Yidao and the others, but first saw Jiang Shanghang. At this time, his face looked ugly and became more gloomy. I don’t know why.
Chapter completed!