Chapter 375： conspiracy

Chapter 375: Conspiracy

Elder Huang smiled coldly in his heart.

Although Wushuang has not participated in the competition now, he can pass the miserable situation of the disciples of Qingyun Jianzong who participated in the competition, let this unpredictable Wushuang know and offend him Huang Yongliang's fate.

Although Qingyun Jianzong has a backer, who cares about the life and death of several disciples!

Calculations flashed in his eyes, after all the participating disciples of the sect entered the cave, the elder Huang closed the door of the cave.

"Look! The name of someone on the stele is dark!"

At this time, someone exclaimed.

So fast? Someone died?

Everyone was amazed, just as soon as they entered, a disciple of the sect died!

Sure enough, on the huge stone stele, a person's name became bleak, which showed that he had died in the cave.

"Should be killed."

Long Mo said in a deep voice.

Mu Wushuang nodded. The disciples probably haven't encountered a monster beast so early. Even if they encounter a monster beast, the monster beast at the outermost level is definitely a monster beast with a very low level, a disciple who can be sent by the sect to compete. , It is impossible to kill even low-level monsters.

Therefore, it was obvious that the disciples had started fighting each other before they killed the monster.

The competition this time looked fierce and cruel.

It is estimated that in the end, there are certainly not many disciples who can survive.

Because in this game, there are more monster cores than who kills more monsters.

Even if there are not many monsters killed by a disciple, but he finally robbed other people's monster core, that monster core is also his.

If you want to win the top three, you must grab more demon cores!

Mu Wushuang looked at the front of the cave, with a sneer on Huang Yongliang’s face, he felt that things were definitely not easy. Huang Yongliang came prepared and targeted her deliberately. If she did not enter the game, the target would fall on Cangyang and others. Body.

"do not worry."

Long Moshen shook her hand and said, "I taught Tang Wen, and his formation is easy to deal with the siege."

Even if someone yin to them, they can go back.

What they learned this year is more than just practice.

Mu Wushuang smiled happily: "Of course I am not worried, you said, Uncle Emperor, they want to get the first place."

This time the competition was as expected by Mu Wushuang and the others. From the beginning, it was full of blood. After only half a day, there were 30% fewer people on the stone tablet.

This made the faces of the elders of the various sects in the stands ugly. The good seedlings of their sects died like this. Isn't it ugly?

With the passage of time, there were fewer and fewer disciples on the stone tablet. By the afternoon of the next day, almost all the disciples of the sect had died, and several disciples of the sect had not survived.

Angrily and angry voices have appeared in the stands.

"There is a problem with the game! There must be a problem!"

"How could so many disciples die!"

"No comparison! Our sect is no longer comparable this year, we only have two people left! I don't want to lose these two people too!"

...

Mu Wushuang's sect head and elders sitting next to them all had red eyes, and their sect disciples were all dead. Hearing their choking voice, it seemed that one of the dead disciples was the son of the head.

But Elder Huang outside was indifferent and even sneered:

"The game cannot be terminated before the time is up. You little sects can't compare with each other. Don't compare it next time. It's a shame!"

For the disciple's distress and consideration, he was actually embarrassed in his eyes, which made countless people angry.

But what can they do? Elder Huang is the elder of the first-class sect Guiyuanzong, they are only seven sects, and when facing Guiyuanzong, it is an egg and a stone!

Everyone now knows that there is absolutely a problem with the Zongmen Grand Competition this time, and it is not necessarily related to this elder Huang!

"Uncle Emperor, have you noticed?"

Mu Wushuang pointed to the huge stone tablet.

"Well, Silver Ring Sect is no less alone."

Long Mo said deeply.

Except for the Twenty people of Qingyun Sword Sect, all of them are still alive, and there is only this Silver Ring Sect.

The remaining sects are more or less damaged.

Naturally, there is no problem with their sect. Cangyang and the others will not deliberately kill the disciples of other sects, so it is very likely that the disciple of the Silver Ring Sect has a problem.

Wuji said with a heavy face:

"The Silver Ring Sect fell from the Liuliu Sect last year. Their sect strength is not weak, and the old man just inquired that this Silver Ring Sect has recently received five or six disciples with a high level of talent and cultivation. They are all in the late Spirit King realm."

"Received not long ago? The cultivation base is still very high?"

Mu Wushuang suddenly sneered and glanced coldly at Elder Huang underneath.

It seems that this elder Huang must have done something.

How can ordinary sects receive disciples with very high cultivation bases? The Silver Ring Sect is only a seven-liu sect, how can it be possible to receive disciples with high talents and still in the late Spirit King realm?

Huang Yongliang is too blatant!

This person is indeed sinister, dormant for a whole year, just for today!

It's a pity that his wishful thinking was wrong. She didn't participate in the competition. Moreover, their Azure Cloud Sword Sect was no longer the small sect of last year. He Huang Yongliang thought that this would damage their sect's disciple?

Naive!

Mu Wushuang clenched his fists, and Huang Yongliang should have broken his body for the other sect disciples who died for these innocents!

Only half an hour before the end of the game, the name on the stone tablet dimmed faster than before.

Wu Jizi was worried, for fear of problems with his disciples.

But his worries were unnecessary. Mu Wushuang and Long Moshen were not worried, because they believed that Cang Yang and others united and dealt with the people of Yinhuan Sect.

"Hi! Qiu Yu was seriously injured!" Wuji Zi stood up, very nervous.

The hearts of many juniors were also fiercely tugged, for fear of accidents.

On the stone tablet, the light on the words Qiu Yu of Qingyun Jianzong was a bit dim, but it was not completely gloomy, indicating that he was not dead yet.

"Senior Brother Qiu, hurry up, swallow this pill! This is the sixth-order blood rejuvenation pill refined by the master sister!"

In the cave, Cang Yang took out a pill and stuffed it into Qiu Yu's mouth.

Qiu Yu was caught in a plot and almost died, but their current situation is not very good either. They are closely surrounded by a group of people, all of whom are disciples of the Silver Ring Sect.

Several disciples of the Silver Ring Sect with advanced cultivation have a cold face and the same temperament as Elder Huang, not like disciples of the Silver Ring Sect, but more like disciples of the Guiyuan Sect.

"Tsk tusk, such a good medicine is actually wasted on a dying person, extravagant! Your Azure Cloud Sword Sect is really rich! Well-deserved reputation! Hahaha!"

"Jiejie, after taking their lives, their wealth is ours!"

"It is said that every disciple of the Qingyun Sword Sect has a lot of pill and spirit stones, please give me up!