Chapter: 8196
The entire Taixu Shenzong disciples were still immersed in the fear of last night and couldn't extricate themselves.
There are mountains of corpses and seas of blood, ruins and ruins.
It is even more desolate to see the originally magnificent buildings reduced to ruins.
The Seventh Sacred Son returned to the sect to preside over the overall situation, and now he is the only one left among the absolute senior leaders of Taixu Shenzong.
Of course there are many elders, but those are Gong Qianqiu's confidantes, and their status is naturally not as high as the Seventh Son.
The news of the death of Yin Xuejian and others was also spread in the sect, making the already extremely low morale even worse.
Fortunately, the prestige of the Seventh Son is very high, even surpassing that of the original Great Son in some respects. After all, the ability to detect spiritual veins is outstanding.
And having cultivation resources in Kunlun Ruins is equivalent to having everything.
Gong Qianqiu also pretended to come to inquire about the situation, and she immediately found the Seventh Son.
"Xiao Qi, are you okay? How did Taixu Shenzong become like this? Who dares to attack our sect?" Gong Qianqiu asked knowingly.
When the Seventh Son saw Gong Qianqiu's anxious face, his heart suddenly became hot, as if he had a backbone in an instant, tears almost filled his eyes.
Because Gong Qianqiu was the first to ask if she was okay.
"Sister, it was the bandits who attacked the sect at night, and the deputy sect master and the boss were all killed in battle."
The Seventh Son's voice trembled a little.
Gong Qianqiu's tender body trembled and almost fell down, the Seventh Son rushed to help her up.
"Sister, are you okay? My condolences!" The Seventh Son comforted.
Gong Qianqiu's acting skills are superb, and her face is full of heartbreak and grief.
"The gangster killed my husband, and if I don't avenge this revenge, I will not be a human being."
Gong Qianqiu burst into tears, her acting skills instantly killed all the actresses.
"Xiao Qi, more than half of the masters in the sect have been lost. It is impossible to deal with the bandits. Is there any way for you to contact the suzerain?"
This is what Gong Qianqiu is most concerned about.
The Seventh Son sighed and said, "The suzerain wrote back not long ago, saying that it will take a month before he can return, and he is waiting for the peerless magic weapon to be trained."
Gong Qianqiu didn't show anything abnormal on his face, but he was very disappointed in his heart.
You won't be able to come back until a month later. If the gangsters suddenly kill you, there's still no way to stop them!
Star Moon Sect.
In the conference hall.
Ye Junlin sat in the middle, and all the high-ranking sects were in high spirits, sweeping away the previous decline.
The terror that Ye Junlin showed before has shocked everyone to the extreme.
The people of the gods believed in their hearts that as long as they followed Ye Junlin, they could make a fortune in a short period of time.
Especially just a few days ago, Murong Qingxue and Lei Qilin watched the members of the bounty hunter organization transport many divine soldiers and treasures back to the Xingyue Sect. JrNovels.com