A few hours later, only a few hundred Elders and Hall Masters led by Sect Master Chuan Beiming were still fighting.
Most of the other disciples didn't care about which sect they stood on. They all paid the money and fled.
The disciples who were loyal to the sect were killed by the dragons and had their storage bags taken.
"Ai!
In the face of absolute strength, no matter how many people you have, it is useless! "
Chuan Beiming sighed helplessly.
Over the years, they had fought countless battles with the Heaven Changing Sect. Which time did they not kill until blood flowed like rivers? The disciples of the Heaven Changing Sect were all very valiant and did not fear death. He still thought that the disciples of the Dharma Sect were a group of tigers and wolves!
But he didn't expect that these disciples were so weak in front of ninety-nine dragons, no different from a group of ants!
Ants could bite an elephant to death, but in the eyes of a dragon, they were still ants. They would never be able to fly into the air and bite a dragon to death!
"Chuan Beiming, don't make a last-ditch struggle. Hand over all your wealth and you will still be the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Dharma Sect!"
Zhang Xing smiled faintly.
"In your dreams!"
Chuan Beiming gritted his teeth and crossed his arms in front of his body. A shield made of Qi blocked Huo Er's tail.
But his face turned red and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
His face immediately turned pale.
This was the sixth mouthful of blood he had spat out. The goal of the dragons was to consume his physical strength, then capture him and dig out all his hidden treasures.
Otherwise, Chuan Beiming would have been smashed into meat paste by the dragons.
"Chuan Beiming, there is no hatred in this world that cannot be resolved. If you have enough wealth, we can also become friends!"
Zhang Xing continued to persuade him to surrender.
"Humph!
Give up. I, Chuan Beiming, am the Sect Master. Even if I die, I will die with a bang. How can I let the world say that I am a coward who is greedy for life and afraid of death! "
Even if Chuan Beiming wanted to spend money to buy his life, it was just a thought.
It was absolutely impossible for him to do it.
He didn't care about the disdain of the world, but the Hidden Mountain Cult Master would not spare him.
Rather than die in the hands of the Cult Master, it was better to die in battle.
"Ai!
How stubborn! "
Zhang Xing shook his head regretfully, then waved at Black Treasure and the others.
Roar!
The dragons immediately sped up their attacks.
"Forget it!
Forget it!
Elders, there's no point in us fighting any longer. Let's all run for our lives! "
Chuan Beiming still had a glimmer of hope for Brother Ming and the others. He hoped that they would suddenly appear and save the Dharma Sect from danger.
But from the looks of it now, it was better to be pragmatic. He had to preserve his life first and wait for an opportunity to make a comeback!
"Good!
Sect Leader, take care. We will meet at the Hidden Mountain Cult! "
The other elders nodded and transmitted their voices.
Therefore, each of the Elders took out their own escape techniques, Spirit Travel Talismans, or Natal Magic Treasures.
For a time, these elders madly spat out blood essence and activated their magic treasures to speed up their escape.
However, no matter how fast they were, they could not outrun the teleportation of the dragons.
Furthermore, all of the Holy Dragons had already made preparations to encircle and annihilate them.
"Boom boom boom …"
One by one, the figures were knocked down from the sky by the Holy Dragon. Immediately after, they were captured by Black Treasure and the others!
'Sigh!
I've long heard that these dragons can teleport through space. Now it seems that it's true. Time and fate! '
Chuan Beiming sighed sorrowfully in his heart. He clenched his fist, and with a crack, he crushed a teleportation jade talisman.
"Zhang Xing, we'll meet again …"
He coldly glanced at Zhang Xing. He wanted to say a few more harsh words, but he suddenly realized that the jade talisman did not fluctuate at all!
'This …'
Chuan Beiming's heart sank. A strong sense of uneasiness caused his entire body to turn cold.
"Haha!
Don't waste your time. I've already isolated the space here. You can't go anywhere! "
At this moment, he saw a mocking smile on Zhang Xing's face and heard a voice that made him despair.
Chuan Beiming's spirit instantly withered. He was stunned.
After three breaths, he suddenly raised his head. His eyes shone with a crazed look.
"Zhang Xing, I won't let you have my wealth even if I die!"
As he spoke, his eyes widened in anger. He took a deep breath and was about to self-destruct.
"Haha!
Before I squeeze you dry, your life doesn't belong to you! "
Zhang Xing raised his hand and made a grabbing motion!
"Puff!"
Chuan Beiming had just finished condensing his divine power when he was suddenly suppressed by an even more powerful force and dispersed.
Chuan Beiming gritted his teeth and struggled. He looked as if he was unwilling to be controlled. "Zhang Xing, don't go too far!"
"I'm not bullying you. As long as you hand over all your wealth, it'll be over. Worldly possessions can't be brought with you when you're born, and can't be brought with you when you die. Why bother?"
Zhang Xing waved his hand, and Chuan Beiming was directly grabbed from the air and knelt at his feet.
The other dragons did not need to be instructed. They were busy moving the valuable things of the Ten Thousand Dharma Sect to Dragon Island.
Zhang Xing examined Chuan Beiming and did not say anything.
Chuan Beiming's cultivation had been sealed, and he was seriously injured. There was no color on his face.
He knelt on the ground with his back straight and his eyes closed. He still had an unyielding attitude.
After a moment, Zhang Xing raised his arm and looked at his palm.
"If I use the Soul Searching Technique, I can also get what I want. However, you will become a useless idiot. Even if someone gives you a pile of dog shit, you will still eat it.
Even if you are lucky and still retain a bit of consciousness, your enemies will capture you and rear you like a pig. Your disciples and elders will definitely not save you when they see you become a cripple. The people of the Hidden Mountain Cult will not care about you! "
After saying this, Zhang Xing stopped and gave Chuan Beiming time to think.
Zhang Xing was telling the truth. It was an undeniable fact.
How could Chuan Beiming not know this in his heart? However, he had lived for hundreds of years and had already seen through the human world. Zhang Xing's words could not move him.
As the master of a sect, once he lost his cultivation, if he was lucky enough to survive, he would be mentally prepared to be treated as a pig or a dog.
As long as he was alive, there was hope to recover his cultivation.
If the situation did not allow it, then he would die. He would not wag his tail and beg for mercy and live an ignoble life!
Zhang Xing did not expect that there would be someone like Chuan Beiming.
After all, the enemies he had seen were all greedy and afraid of death. The older the old man, the more afraid of death they were.
After pausing for a moment, Zhang Xing saw that Chuan Beiming was indifferent. He still had the attitude of a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.
"Forget it, I won't talk nonsense with you. Let's search his soul."
The reason why Zhang Xing let Chuan Beiming hand over his hidden wealth was not that he was soft-hearted, but that he wanted to let the people of the other sects see that the sect master could also use money to buy a life.
In this way, it was equivalent to leaving a way out for many of the subordinate sects of the Hidden Mountain Cult.
After he destroyed the Hidden Mountain Cult, the Heaven Changing Sect would have to take out at least the same amount of wealth in exchange for the safety of the sect.
Of course, if they were not convinced, he could only spend some effort to destroy them.