: The noise of the crowd, the shouting and cheering,

In the crowd, Qin Feng did not pay attention to what was happening outside the window. He was focused on meditating and regulating his breathing.

When he first came down from the arena, his true essence was almost exhausted. If he did not grit his teeth with his strong will, he would have fainted..

After an unknown amount of time, Qin Feng felt a little better and slowly opened his eyes..

"Sixth Senior Brother, how are you?"

Lu Youwei asked with concern,

"Not bad.

”

Qin Feng said and then asked him rather dejectedly,"

"What are the odds for the match I fought Lin Wan 'er?"

"Ten to one..

”

When he heard such a high odds, he was extremely distressed, as if he had lost 100 million yuan.

"If I knew this would happen, I would have let you bet on me winning. Wouldn't I have made a fortune?"

After Lu Youwei heard this, he chuckled and took out 200 Tier 2 spirit stones from his storage bag. He handed them to Qin Feng.

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment.

"This is"

Lu Youwei smiled and said,

"Those people at Handicap kept mocking Senior Brother. I couldn't stand it for a moment, so I bet on you winning..

”

Qin Feng was overjoyed when he heard this and beat Lu Youwei's shoulder excitedly.

"Good boy, you really have something!"

As an absolute money-grubber, Qin Feng took all 200 Tier 2 Spirit Stones into his arms and revealed a rare smile. He was much happier than winning against Lin Wan 'er..

Lu Youwei added,"

"Senior Brother, I heard that the Sect Leader has already said that whoever wins today will be rewarded with a total of 30,000 sect merit points. Moreover, you can enter the Sutra Pavilion five times. You must be rich and noble. Don't forget each other!"

Qin Feng was immediately dazzled by this good news.

"Is there really such a benefit?"

The sect merit points of the Nether Ghost Sect could be exchanged directly for spirit stones, and each merit point could be exchanged for a Tier 1 spirit stone.

30,000 sect merit points were equivalent to 300 Tier 2 spirit stones!

But basically, no one would exchange sect merit points for spirit stones..

This was because the disciples of the Netherworld Ghost Sect could exchange various medicinal pills, magic tools, and cultivation techniques through their sect's merits.

A bottle of medicinal pills might cost five to six hundred Tier 1 spirit stones outside, but inside the sect, it could be exchanged for a hundred sect merit points..

However, the way to obtain sect merit points could only be through completing various sect missions or making great contributions to the sect. Spirit stones could not be exchanged for sect merit points.

Qin Feng stood up and looked up at the square in front of him.

Only then did he realize that while he was meditating, the Nether Ghost Sect and Dustless Temple had fought twice more, and Dustless Temple had won both battles..

Therefore, if it wasn't for Qin Feng's surprise, the outcome would have been decided. Dustless Temple wouldn't have needed to fight this fifth round..

At this time, the battle between the two sides on the field seems to be nearing its end.

The one representing the Netherworld Ghost Sect was Qin Feng's fourth senior brother Lin Yidao. He stood proudly on the demon blade Red Eye, his entire body covered in blood. He looked extremely terrifying, but he did not seem to care at all..

Dustless Temple's challenger was a young genius dressed in green. He held a folding fan and was elegant. His body did not seem to be stained with blood, but his face was extremely pale..

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" The Demon Saber Art that Old Man Xuan Yin obtained from the ruins of the Demon Palace is indeed powerful. Good, good, I'll fight you to the death!"

As the Dustless Temple cultivator spoke, he sat down cross-legged and chanted,

"Once you enter the reincarnation, you will go to three lives. Three lives will return to dust like a dream..

”

After saying that, the aura on his body suddenly increased. Then, he actually waved his sword and wanted to wipe it off his neck!

"No!"

Daoist Qingxu's figure swayed and he pointed at several major acupoints of the Dustless Temple cultivators. He then looked at Hell King and said,"

" My Dustless Temple lost this battle. From now on, I won't ask you about the treasures you stole from the Golden Gate Daoist Canon!"

As he spoke, he lifted her up and walked down..

The members of the six sects and Taoist sects did what they said. After the victor was decided, they returned to the flying boats and flying spirit beasts without hesitation. They formed a formation and slowly retreated outside in an orderly manner..

On the Demon Sect's side, there was no intention of stopping them.

After all, since the enemy had already left, the Nether Ghost Sect had to focus on dealing with the Myriad Corpse Sect and the Soul Devouring Sect.

The three sects were almost incompatible. If Dao Sect hadn't rushed into the Netherworld Mountains aggressively and feared that their lips would be cold, how could Myriad Corpse Sect and Soul Devouring Sect have sent people to help?

Everyone had their own ulterior motives. As soon as the Six Sects Dao Sect members left, there was an inexplicable silence in front of the Hall of Immortals. The atmosphere became extremely strange..

At this moment, a few light beams suddenly flew over from outside and landed in front of Myriad Corpse Sect Master Murong Hua. He cried out loudly,

" Sect Leader, something bad is happening. The Six Sects and Dao Sect members have broken through our mountain gate!"

Murong Hua's eyes widened when he heard this.

"Damn it, I fell into the trap of those bull-nosed Taoist priests!"

After saying that, he called out to the Soul Devouring Sect Leader Faceless Devil and left with his disciples in a hurry.

It turned out that the Six Sects Taoist Faction had two main purposes for coming to the Netherworld Mountains. One was to recover some of the treasures stolen by the Netherworld Ghost Sect for the Dustless Temple, and the other was to attack the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect.

The latter is the main goal.

Because in recent years, the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect had become more and more rampant. They had destroyed several small and medium-sized Taoist sects in a row and refined all of them into zombies. Gradually, they had become a thorn in the side of the Six Sects Taoist Sect that they had to teach a lesson to..

Therefore, the attack of the Six Sects was actually a diversion.

While charging towards the Nether Ghost Sect with great fanfare, they secretly hid some elites. After Murong Hua left with his men, they suddenly launched an attack and cooperated with the spies to break through the Thousand Corpse Sect's main gate.

In the sky above Myriad Corpse Sect, Ling Hun, the Drunken Sword Immortal, looked at Corpse Immortal Peak, which had turned into a sea of fire. He drank and laughed,"

" Great! Great!"

He saw his old friend, Daoist Qingxu, who was standing beside him, looking depressed, so he handed over the wine gourd.

Old Daoist, are you still brooding over the defeat of the Netherworld Ghost Sect?"

Daoist Qingxu waved his hand and said worriedly,"

"You old beggar, how many times have I told you that I have been sober for five hundred years?

The defeat of the Nether Ghost Sect was a minor matter. However, this time around, we saw that the younger generation of our Six Sects Dao Sect had many outstanding roots. Compared to the rising talents of the Demon Sect, their temperament and fighting experience were quite inferior.

The next 6th and 9th Tribulations are coming. How can I be at ease when the world changes greatly?"

Ling Hun smiled.

"Old Taoist priest, you like to worry about the sky. There are always talented people in the world. Back then, when you and I faced the fourth and ninth tribulation for the first time, how much better could you be than the current generation?

Come on, old beggar. I'm broke. I don't want to fight Murong Hua at this time..

”

As he spoke, his figure gradually faded, and he did not know where he had fled to.

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