The female disciples of Shenchao Sect were so tragic. Some of the stubborn female disciples knew how humiliating they would suffer in the future, so they swung their swords and killed themselves on the spot, while more than half of the men were slaughtered in an instant.
At this moment, above the void, Elder Xueyue witnessed this purgatory-like scene with his own eyes, and his expression was astonished: "This... this is the style of the ancient people in the Central Continent?!"
Elder Xueyue couldn't understand at all, how such a brutal ancient clan could survive till now, even with a ten thousand years of inheritance, is this still a human being? Calling it an animal is an insult to an animal!
Even the members of the Blood Moon Sect, who have always been called evil heretics by the people in this continent, have never done such a shameless thing.
Ye Qingtang narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at the tragic scene in front of her, with the shrill screams echoing in her ears, the temperature in her eyes had already faded away quietly.
This was not the first time Ye Qingtang had seen such extreme bullying.
The war between the high continent and the low continent has always been like this...
In her previous life, Ye Qingtang also participated in wars between continents, and saw many incidents like this.
As the black-robed old man of the ancient You clan said before, kindness is reserved for the people. If there is a war between the forces in the central continent, it is absolutely impossible for this to happen. is different...
The sense of superiority of the high-level continent... never treats warriors from the low-level continents as adults. In the eyes of the strong men from the high-level continents, there is no essential difference between the warriors from the low-level continents and pigs and dogs. There will be any sense of guilt, this is the human race's... inferiority root...
Despair enveloped the entire Shenchao Sect. Looking at the miserable scene in front of the sect, the elder of the Shenchao Sect was ashamed, and the despair almost swallowed him completely.
In desperation, the Taishang elder of Shenchao Zong could only pray to heaven for a miracle.
However...
When the grand elder of Shenchao Zong raised his head to look at the sky, his gaze coincidentally saw Ye Qingtang above the void.
"Yang... Lord Yang?!"
For a moment, the face of the elder Shenchao Zong Taishang was shocked.
He clearly felt Ye Qingtang's aura inadvertently revealed, that tyrannical force made the pupils of the elder Shenchao Sect's Taishang shrink for a while, and an inexplicable hope appeared in his eyes...
"Please... please... Master Yang... please help... save us!!"
In desperation, the elder Shenchao Zong Taishang knelt down towards Ye Qingtang in an instant as if he had grasped the last straw.
Although the elder of Shenchao Zong Taishang did not think that a Yang Jun would be willing to intervene in this matter, but... this is his last hope!
Even if... only these disciples of Shenchaozong can be kept! !
"Shua!"
Almost at the moment when the elder Shenchao Zongtai knelt down, Ye Qingtang's figure turned into an afterimage and disappeared from above the void.
When Ye Qingtang appeared again, she was already in the Shenchao Sect.
Ye Qingtang's cold eyes swept across the Shura scene in front of her, and the coldness in her eyes seemed to freeze the air around her.
In the next second, Ye Qingtang stepped out suddenly, and her elegant figure came directly to a female disciple of the Shenchao Sect who was about to be insulted.
The woman's eyes were full of horror. When she saw that a stunning woman appeared in front of her, she almost subconsciously grabbed the corner of Ye Qingtang's clothes.
"help me… "