A moment later, the clothes on Zhang Xing's chest were soaked with Leng Momo's tears. His hand finally landed on Leng Momo's shoulder.
"Alright, don't cry. I will help you take revenge!"
This scene reminded Zhang Xing of Na Bao. She had cried in his arms before, and he wondered how she was doing now.
Leng Momo's heart was released, and her mood became much more cheerful. She embarrassedly left Zhang Xing's embrace. Her face was red, but it was full of happiness.
"Thank you, Big Brother Zhang Xing!"
Leng Momo mustered up her courage and looked at Zhang Xing's face again. This time, it was bold and careful, unlike the hurried glance before!
It was the face of a man full of resolute aura, which was exactly the characteristics of her idol.
She had the feeling of a fangirl worshipping Zhang Xing.
"You are also a pitiful person. In the future, come to my Sky Dragon Sect to settle down!"
Zhang Xing had already made plans for Leng Momo.
After all, she was alone and her cultivation was low. If she didn't care, it would feel like she had only done half a good deed.
Hearing Zhang Xing's words, Leng Momo quickly nodded in agreement. However, she found herself staring at Zhang Xing like a lovestruck fool, and two red clouds appeared on her face.
The atmosphere on Zhang Xing's side was harmonious and full of warmth. However, the entire Dharma Sect was panicking and at a loss. They were all waiting for the Sect Leader's orders.
Chuan Beiming and Great Elder Tao Yuantian's faces darkened as they nodded at the same time.
"My Dharma Sect only has disciples who died in battle. There are no disciples who were scared to death. Everyone, follow this Sect Leader and destroy Zhang Xing!"
"Destroy Zhang Xing!"
"Destroy Zhang Xing!"
"…"
Countless Dharma Sect disciples solemnly shouted their slogans.
At this time, they already knew that Shuntian Sect had been destroyed. They could not help but feel a sense of desolation.
At the same time, they also had the conviction to fight to the death. It was not for anything else, but to protect their home!
This was also what Chuan Beiming wanted to see.
The morale of the entire Dharma Sect was like the sun in the sky. It could even compete with the momentum of the dragons!
"Hmph!
A bunch of useless people! "
The dragons looked disdainfully at the Dharma Sect disciples who were crazily shouting slogans all over the mountains.
"Black Treasure, First Saint, do it. Take it easy. We're here for money!"
Zhang Xing waved his hand and said calmly.
"Understood, boss!"
"I understand, Boss!"
Black Treasure and Saint grinned.
"Brothers, shoot the horse before shooting the man, and capture the leader before capturing the bandits. Follow me to capture Chuan Beiming!"
With a whoosh, Black Treasure led the ninety-eight dragons and turned around at the same time, pouncing towards the higher-ups of Dharma Sect led by Chuan Beiming.
"Disciples of the Dharma Sect, listen up! As long as you hand over all your belongings, you can live!"
Saint Yi's roar instantly spread throughout the Dharma Sect.
However, the morale of the Dharma Sect was high at this time, and no one was willing to listen to him.
"We gave you a chance to live, but you're all useless. Then don't blame us for being impolite. Brothers, kill!"
Saint One waved his dragon claw, and all the Saint Dragons immediately attacked.
Boom boom boom …
An unprecedented battle immediately unfolded in the sky above the Dharma Sect!
The Saint Dragons freely shuttled through the sky filled with all kinds of Dao techniques and martial techniques. Every time they flashed past, they would take the lives of a large number of Dharma Sect disciples.
Some Saint Dragons did not even bother to dodge. They directly charged into the crowd and swept away thousands of troops. A large number of Dharma Sect disciples died under the dragon's tail.
Black Treasure and the rest surrounded Chuan Beiming, Tao Yuantian, and the other elders and attacked wildly.
The cultivation of those elders was not weak. If it was a one-on-one fight, they could still display a few moves. However, now that it was a group attack, they could only care about the front, but not the back. For a moment, they were complaining and panicking.
As they fought, they watched the disciples of their sect being cut like chives, dying batch after batch.
"Sigh!
Our Dharma Sect has dominated the 5th layer of heaven for ten thousand years, and people have always been afraid of us. Who would have thought that today, we would be beaten by a group of dragons to the point where we can't even fight back!
How sad, how sad! "
Chuan Beiming was surrounded and beaten by two Black Dragons. He was both depressed and injured, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
He was really in despair. They were not a match for this group of dragons, so what was there to talk about exterminating Zhang Xing and protecting their home?
Moreover, Zhang Xing was already at the 6th layer of the Divine Realm. Killing them was just a matter of seconds.
An hour later, the morale of everyone in the Dharma Sect had been destroyed by the dragons. All that was left was a deep sense of fear.
Black Treasure and the rest had always followed Zhang Xing's fighting principle, which was to surround the enemy but not to kill them.
After exterminating the Shuntian Sect, Zhang Xing felt that Sect Master Yue Jinghong and Grand Elder Li Yi's wealth was not just what they had seized.
Other than what they had on them and what they had in the sect's treasury, there must be other assets in other places.
Zhang Xing did not consider it thoroughly at that time, and he regretted it afterward.
Therefore, in terms of dealing with the Dharma Sect, Chuan Beiming and Tao Yuantian had to capture them alive and squeeze them dry.
Leng Momo, who was next to Zhang Xing, was so excited that she did not know which dragon to look at. In her eyes, every dragon was so majestic and mighty. The disciples of the Dharma Sect, who were usually high and mighty and only knew how to bully the weak, were like a group of frightened grasshoppers, unable to withstand a single blow under the claws of the dragons.
They had long lost their fighting spirit and ran around in fear. Some disciples even lay in the crowd and pretended to be dead.
There were also disciples who gave up fighting and took advantage of the chaos to become deserters.
"Disciples of the Dharma Sect, listen up. I'll say it again. As long as you hand over all your assets, you can leave here safely!"
At this moment, Sheng Yi's voice spread to every corner of the Dharma Sect.
Some disciples threw all their storage bags on the ground and shouted, "I'll hand them over, I'll hand them over. My assets are all here."
Although his voice was quickly drowned out by the rumbling of the battle, he took out the sect intact.
This scene was witnessed by many disciples and they followed suit. Sure enough, the dragons did not attack them.
Therefore, a large number of disciples threw away their treasures. Some even took off their clothes and pants to show their sincerity and ran out of the sect wearing only their underwear.
There were also some disciples who thought they were smart and only handed over a small portion of their treasures. They only threw a storage bag but they were caught by the dragons before they could run far. The dragons searched their bodies for their hidden treasures.
There was only one word that could describe the fate of these disciples — death!
When the remaining disciples saw this, they did not dare to play any tricks. They obediently handed over all their treasures.
Chuan Beiming and Tao Yuantian could not believe their eyes. They looked at the disciples who had handed over their treasures and left safely, as well as the dragons who were joyfully collecting their treasures. They could not help but have an illusion!
Did the Dharma Sect encounter bandits who came down from the mountains to rob us?
How was this the behavior of someone who had come to seek revenge?
These dragons really valued money more than their lives!
I wonder if Zhang Xing will let us go if we hand over all our treasures?
Under the influence of such an environment, even Chuan Beiming, a Sect Master, could not help but let his imagination run wild.
After all, no one would want to die in battle if they could spend money to avoid disaster.