Bai Yi frowned slightly.
He didn't expect to meet nearly a thousand disciples of the three sects here.
After he saw seven or eight underground rivers converging here, he realized that these disciples had gathered here along the rivers. .
Among the three sects, Cangyun and Hanyu sects have the majority of disciples, while Qisha sect has less than a hundred disciples.
Most of the Qisha Sect disciples who fell to the ground this time were in the Qi Refining Realm, and very few were in the Foundation Establishment Realm.
They were all abandoned sons of the Qisha Sect, and their casualties were more than the disciples of Cangyun Hanyu Sect combined.
After walking out of the passage, Bai Yi stood behind the crowd.
The monks here were all looking up at their heads, and no one paid any attention to him, the future disciple of Cangyun.
In the crowd, Bai Yi found an acquaintance, Lu Xichen.
Seeing Lu Xichen surrounded by a group of Han Yu Sect disciples, Bai Yi smiled lightly, and then followed people's gazes to look above their heads.
It didn't matter, Bai Yi's expression remained unchanged, but his pupils shrank instantly and his eyebrows were furrowed.
On the stone wall at the top of the cave, there are corpses of disciples of the three sects.
There are hundreds of them.
There were no signs of fighting from the appearance of these corpses, and there were no insect monsters on the roof of the cave.
It was just the posture of the corpses that was shocking.
Hundreds of corpses were all hung on the ceiling of the cave.
Without the help of other external forces, these corpses all clung to the rocks with their teeth, and even hung themselves on the ceiling of the cave by themselves.
There were no wounds, no ropes, no traces of struggle, not even a trace of the insect monster.
Hundreds of monks were hanging silently on the ceiling of the cave.
Their bodies were already cold and lifeless, and they were still biting the holes on the ceiling of the cave.
The stones formed a jungle of corpses.
The forest of corpses, which was so weird that it made one's hair stand on end, made the thousands of cultivators below unmoved.
Some of the timid ones had their legs trembling and their lips turning blue.
The legs hanging down from the ceiling of the cave were densely packed, like a bead curtain of death.
No one would climb to the top of a cave several feet high to bite a stone before dying.
The monks hanging on the ceiling of the cave stared with their eyes bulging out of their sockets, looking like they were being hung up.
The zombies not only die in extremely weird ways, but also make people feel terrified.
There are thousands of monks gathered here, which shows that some people have been here for a long time, but no one dares to take another step.
Seven or eight rivers converged into new currents, flowing into the distance.
As long as they followed the rivers, these unlucky disciples of the three sects would have a chance to escape.
However, now, this terrifying forest of corpses blocked thousands of people.
The steps of a monk.
Ever since he saw the corpse hanging from the ceiling of the cave, Bai Yi immediately mobilized all his spiritual power to cover his body.
Then without saying a word, he quickly turned his gaze from those strange corpses to the cave.
All around, spiritual consciousness spread even more, sensing everything around him, not even a gap in the stone wall was missed, looking for something cautiously.
While Bai Yi was carefully sensing his surroundings, there was a Qi Sha Sect disciple in the Qi Refining Stage who couldn't bear the strange sight in front of him.
His face kept twitching and he shouted: "It's just some dead people.
What's there to be afraid of?
If you don't leave, , I’m leaving” With that said, he rushed out quickly, and even used the flying sword to protect himself.
It didn't take long for him to pass through the corpses above his head and run to the only exit on the other side.
Finding that he was unscathed, the disciple of the Seven Shamen burst into laughter, turned around and taunted: "A bunch of cowards, I'll take the first step."
Faced with the ridicule of this Qisha sect disciple, some young disciples immediately became angry and wanted to follow him, but were stopped by some old disciples of their own sect.
Those who stopped them were all the monks who had arrived earlier.
They didn't say anything, but their faces became paler.
They were completely indifferent to the ridicule.
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Even a female cultivator from the Hanyu Sect showed a trace of pity. color.
The disciple of the Qisha Sect who ran to the opposite side yelled and turned around to leave.
Just after taking two steps, he stopped strangely, turned his back to the crowd, and remained strangely motionless.
"What's wrong with him?"
A Cangyun disciple who had just arrived asked his fellow disciples beside him tremblingly.
"He is dead."
A Cangyun disciple who arrived here earlier replied numbly.
He had seen this weird and gloomy scene no less than ten times.
Some of the monks who came later did not know this.
At this time, they all opened their eyes wide, wanting to see how the disciple of the Seven Evil Sect opposite him died.
At this moment, the Qishamen disciples who ran to the exit suddenly moved and turned around slowly.
This move almost made many people jump up in fright.
Who has ever seen a dead person moving?
The Qisha disciple who turned around now had empty eyes, his face was ashen, and he couldn't even breathe.
He moved forward slowly and numbly.
Every time he took a step, many monks' eyelids twitched.
The zombie-like Qisha disciple walked towards the stone wall and began to climb clumsily.
He had previously used both hands and feet, but when he was about to reach the top of the cave, he had nowhere to use his strength.
He actually opened his mouth and bit the rock with his teeth.
Boom, boom The sound of teeth biting into rocks had a chilling echo, and from time to time, broken teeth that had been cracked by rocks fell from high places.
Although the hands grabbing at the cracks in the rocks were bloody and even exposed, the disciple of the Seven Shamen also He didn't stop climbing until he finally hung himself from the ceiling of the cave and became one of those corpses.
The new corpse was still shaking slightly, and the monks in the distance all looked pale.
No one said a word, and the cave seemed dead silent.
Only the river was still rushing out, as if laughing at these people.
Think of humans as immortals.
After being silent for a long time, another big and round Qisha disciple suddenly drew his flying sword, pointed it at the Cangyun disciple who had just spoken, and roared angrily: "You knew you would die if you walked over, why didn't you tell me earlier and just watch?"
My comrade is dead, do you Cang Yun want to be my enemy, Qisha?"
"Seven evil gates, huh" Among the disciples of the Cangyun Sect, a middle-aged man with a beard snorted: "You Qisha Sect caused the Cangyun Sect to suffer such a disaster and caused thousands of disciples to fall to the ground.
You still have the nerve to accuse Cangyun. , if it weren’t for the weirdness of this place, none of you would survive.”
During the Great Tribulation of Cangyun, some disciples with good minds had long realized that they were inseparable from the Qisha Sect.
When they heard that the Qisha disciples were accusing Cangyun, how could they not be angry?
Nearly half of the hundreds of Cangyun disciples present were furious.
The flying sword was launched, and the sword was tense for a moment.
The Qisha Sect only had a hundred disciples, which was no more numerous than the Cangyun Sect, so they immediately did not dare to speak back.
"Put away the flying sword" The bearded Cangyun disciple gave a low drink.
He has a cultivation level in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, and his name is Wang He.
He has some reputation among these Cangyun disciples.
He continued: "This place is weird.
Don't use it unless it is absolutely necessary."
Flying sword."
"Senior Brother Wang, are we just waiting to die here?"
A young Cangyun disciple said unwillingly: "We gathered here along the river.
If we can't pass through this passage, we can only go back and look for the river again.
Those who can get here have probably encountered terrible insect monsters.
If we have to find the river again, I don’t know how many people will die.”
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He was right.
Seven or eight underground rivers converged here.
This passage was most likely the only way to the surface.
No one wanted to go back.
Those insect monsters crawling out of the darkness were really terrifying. .
Not long after Lu Xichen came here, she saw the scene just now for the first time.
Although a fellow student had explained it to her, she was still shocked when she saw it with her own eyes.
Her pretty face turned pale and her lips turned blue.
In the Hanyu Sect's team, there was a woman in her thirties, whose cultivation had reached the late stage of foundation building.
She frowned and said: "There should be something unknown in this space, and if you get contaminated, you will He dies instantly and will climb to the top of the cave.
If we can’t see what’s here, none of us will be able to leave alive.”
The woman's name was Yu Qing, and she was a deacon of the Hanyu Sect.
The disciples of the Hanyu Sect were very respectful to her, including Lu Xichen
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