Most Conceited War God

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C185

0In the far northern region, the Desolate Flame Abyss, deep underground cave.     1

    

The rustling footsteps, which carried a pleasant sound, slowly spread into the underground cave, causing the disciple who was addressed as Eldest Senior Brother to have a cold expression.    

    

"Elder Senior-apprentice Brother, they are here!"    

    

The Third Junior Brother's expression became extremely fierce and his tone became very light as he made a subtle hand gesture.    

    

"Attack!"    

    

The Eldest Senior Brother gave the order, and his body immediately shot out explosively, burrowing into the depths of the underground cave and disappearing without a trace.    

    

In the other direction, the third junior brother shot off toward another direction and quickly burrowed into the depths of the underground cave, burying his body.    

    

At this moment, above the underground cave, on the flat ground.    

    

Under Ling Jian's lead, the disciples of the Qing-Yun Sect began to move slowly. The youth was at the forefront, and his speed was slowly reduced to the lowest, allowing the disciples behind him, as well as the three elders, to keep up.    

    

"Young Sect Master, what's wrong?"    

    

This was already the first time Ling Jian had suddenly stopped walking for no reason. In the beginning, they were still deeply puzzled by Ling Jian's reaction, but in the end, this kind of incomprehension was directly replaced by admiration. This young man in front of them, in terms of understanding things, had an amazing ability.    

    

Even the seniors sighed as they looked at such a sight.    

    

Therefore, when the youth stopped, the Fourth Elder Li Juetian immediately thought of this point. Something was bound to happen in front of him.    

    

As such, he immediately released all the guards in his heart. With a fierce gaze, he scanned the surroundings with his falcon face.    

    

The top ten disciples of the Qing-Yun Sect also had an abnormal tacit understanding. They fanned out and surrounded the Young Sect Master like an arch bridge. The Second Elder, the Third Elder and the Fifth Elder stood outside of them, cautiously scanning their surroundings.    

    

"There is a problem with this place. Furthermore, there is still a big problem here."    

    

Ling Jian slightly narrowed his eyes. He had a different point of view compared to the rest. Everyone rubbed their eyes to prevent themselves from missing anything. However, the youth did not care about the change in their line of sight. Instead, he relied on his keen perception.    

    

Of course, there was something wrong with this place, but it was not within his line of sight. If he could see, then with Ling Jian's Sword of Radiance Eye, he would have noticed something that ordinary people did not.    

    

"Young Sect Master, this time …"    

    

The questioning voice of the fourth elder Li Jue Tian came from behind. Although he did not finish his words, the puzzlement and doubt in his words was revealed without reservation.    

    

"This time, it's going to be very dangerous."    

    

Instead, it was Luo Tianyan, who had been standing behind them, who had slightly lifted his foot and then landed. In that instant, his originally calm face suddenly underwent a drastic change as his face instantly turned pale, as if he had sensed the true danger of this place.    

    

"The danger is …!"    

    

Before Ling Jian's voice could be heard, the paleness of Luo Tianyan's face had yet to be completely revealed when everyone's body suddenly swayed. At this moment, they were actually unable to control their own weight as their bodies staggered and they directly fell down. With a rumbling sound, the originally hard ground instantly became as loose as sand.    

    

"Young Sect Master!"    

    

The disciples of Qingyun Peak were shocked and hurriedly shouted out. However, under the cover of the surrounding yellow sand, even their voices seemed insignificant as they were drowned out and devoured.    

    

"Damn it, there's actually such a trap in this place."    

    

The Third Elder, Xiao Lingwang, who was surrounded by the flowing sand had a pitiful look on his face. His expression was somewhat dark and gloomy, and his body was like a swimming body that was constantly struggling in the quicksand around him. However, the more he struggled, the more his body fell.    

    

"Everyone, don't struggle. Calm your minds!"    

    

His voice was like rolling thunder as it spread out, and was just about to transmit it into the ears of every disciple. Not long after his words were spoken, a torrent of sand gushed into his large mouth, blocking his large mouth …    

    

Bang, bang.    

    

One by one, one by one, people fell from above into an unknown darkness.    

    

In the darkness, Xiao Lingshuang's cold voice came from the cave that was emitting a rotten aura.    

    

"Disciple Qing Yun, are you there?"    

    

"Third Elder, we are here. We are fine and seem to have accidentally fallen into a trap."    

    

"Everyone, shut up. I don't know if this place is man-made or natural, but we have to be careful."    

    

Not far away, Luo Tian Yan was dragging his body as he slowly walked over. After which, he spoke in a solemn voice.    

    

"We seem to have fallen into a huge pit."    

    

Rumble …    

    

As the sand continued to fall, it completely drowned out the crowd's voices, leaving only the noise reverberating in the darkness.    

    

In the depths of this dark area, in another direction, there were four cold gazes emotionlessly sweeping over. In the darkness, these four eyes emitted a green light like the eyes of wolves.    

    

"Elder Senior-apprentice Brother, not a single one was missed. They have all fallen!"    

    

The Third Junior Martial Brother respectfully laughed at the side, his voice carrying a trace of ruthlessness.    

    

"Hmph, as expected, within reason, the power of quicksand is enough for them to drink a pot of it. Without the ability to fly, they can only painfully endure being submerged and engulfed by the quicksand."    

    

The eldest senior brother's tone was laced with a cold sneer and cruelty.    

    

"Eldest senior brother, I was still worried …"    

    

The third junior brother hesitated on the side, looking ahead with worry in his eyes. Even though martial artists didn't have the ability to fly, jumping and bursting at the same time was sometimes even more effective than flying.    

    

"Don't worry, we'll head over right now. We guarantee they won't be able to live, they won't be able to die."    

    

As soon as the eldest senior brother finished his words, his figure disappeared from where he stood like a wisp of smoke. When he reappeared, he was already at the edge of the area shrouded in quicksand.    

    

However, no matter how much these figures fled, it seemed that they would not be able to escape completely. They did not even exist a disciple who had shot out explosively.    

    

"The disciples of the Myriad Lightning Sect are so weak. It seems that their disciples this time around aren't as good in terms of quality."    

    

In the Quicksand World, a broadsword appeared in the hands of the Eldest Senior Brother. With a cold glint in his eyes, the tip of the sword trembled, as if it could move at any moment.    

    

"..."    

    


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