Being unable to fight with the Heavenly Spirit and Earthly Treasures he possesses for the time being, and without the power of Shenzong behind him, this is a proper meat sheep.
Easy to bully, and rich in oil and water.
"Elder brother, let's quickly find a way to inform the sect leader of this great news."
The disciples of the Minghui Divine Sect looked downcast and extremely excited, but they were trying their best to suppress their emotions to prevent Jun Mohuang and others from discovering them.
Their teleportation jade talismans, space rings and other valuable things were all looted, and these disciples were unable to contact the Minghui Divine Sect.
But senior brother is different. He is the future sect leader of the Minghui Divine Sect, so he naturally has a way to contact the sect leader without alerting Jun Mohuang and others.
The senior brother nodded after hearing this, closed his eyes, concentrated all his mental power, and communicated directly with the master of the Minghui Divine Sect through his spiritual consciousness.
…
On the side of Minghui Shenzong.
The two injured elders were still meditating in place, and the sect leader tried to use his own vitality to heal the injuries of the two elders.
As a result, the injuries of the two elders worsened, and the sect leader did not dare to act rashly.
While the sect leader was worrying about the injuries of the two elders, several disciples of the Minghui Shen Sect who had been deliberately sent back by Jun Mohuang to report the news finally arrived, carrying the already stiff fourth elder on their backs.
They were seriously injured and lost their life essence and blood. They were lucky enough to be able to return here after a day and a night.
"What happened, how did the fourth elder die, and which member of the Shenzong did it?"
The sect leader and the two elders looked gloomy when they saw the body of the fourth elder.
"Sir, Sect Master, I don't know what kind of divine sect the other party is. The other party has a strange origin. His strength seems to be only fourth or fifth level, but his combat power is extremely powerful..."
Several disciples who had narrowly escaped death recounted their previous experiences.
After some processing on their part, things still turned out to be that they had extraordinary luck and finally found the location of a cyclone containing eighty god-level spiritual fruits.
Just as they were about to pick the god-level spiritual fruit, Jun Mohuang and his group suddenly appeared, beating the four elders to death with one palm, injuring them without any explanation, and snatching away everything they had on them.
In order to prevent the sect leader from beating them to death in anger, even the number of god-level spiritual fruits was changed to eighty.
"Sir, Master, you must make the decision for us. We have repeatedly emphasized that we are members of the Minghui Divine Sect, but that woman does not take the Minghui Divine Sect seriously and even covets our Minghui Divine Sect's Black Dragon Order."
"It doesn't make sense! It doesn't make sense!"
After hearing the cause and effect, the sect leader was so angry that all the wrinkles on his face were trembling.
Eighty god-level spiritual fruits. Even he, who has entered the divine realm several times, has never owned so many god-level spiritual fruits.
Very good, since they were promoted to the medium-sized divine sect, they have not encountered such a death-seeking opponent again.
If we don't kill these people, we will greatly lose the face of the Minghui Divine Sect.
The sect leader sneered sinisterly and was about to take action.
Suddenly, he froze his body, closed his eyes for a few seconds, and then opened them suddenly. A look of ecstasy burst out in the eyes of the sect leader and elder.
The sect leader flicked his sleeves, and three red signal bombs took off into the air and exploded, turning into a cloud of red smoke and floating in the sky, which was particularly conspicuous in the green primeval forest.
"Sect Master, what happened? What are you..."
The expressions of the two elders condensed, and three red flares were fired. This was the most urgent and urgent signal that the leader of the Minghui Divine Sect could send out.
Under normal circumstances, if the sect leader's life was not hanging by a thread and faced a major crisis, he would never send out such a signal.
(End of chapter)