Chapter 1912 (2/2)
Even if Bai Xuanling is nearby, Jiang Chen is still worried.
If such dark cultivators really want to hide, I'm afraid even Bai Xuanling can't find their trace.
Once the plague spreads in the sect, unless it is the fairy king, there is no way to cure himself.
Hundreds of disciples of the whole sect, even if all the fairy kings they know gather in the immortal sect, it is a very difficult thing.
What's more, these disciples were selected by themselves from tens of thousands of practitioners.
Everyone has a certain talent.
Every death is a loss to Xianmen.
”Oh?”
Su Qian stood up.
Although he didn't fight with the man, he stayed in the immortal gate for so long and understood the situation at that time.
Go to the hall.
The disciple who was struggling just now has completely lost his life.
Jiang Chen frowned and said, ”I don't think he can be alone.”
”Hiss...”
Su Qian squatted down and put his hand on the disciple.
A moment later, a small cloud of black air appeared in his hand.
”Elder, what do you think should be done now?”
Jiang Chen stared at Su Qian's palm for a moment and asked.
”I've never fought with them, and I can't think of any good way for the time being.” Su Qian thought for a while and asked, ”is it possible that it's the leader of the black clan?”
”Unlikely.” Jiang Chen shook his head.
”Check the sect first and see how many disciples have been recruited.” Su Qian dragged the disciple aside with immortal power and said.
A moment later, all the disciples were summoned to the front of the hall.
Except Bai Xiaoyun, who is recuperating, Jiang ape, Huofu and long Dade all arrived.
”What happened?”
Long Dade had a broken sky gun in his hand. This was the first time Jiang Chen had called them all together since the establishment of Wancheng immortal gate.
”Didn't you find it wrong?”
Jiang Chen asked.
”No, it's always normal to live in the door.”
Long Dade shook his head.
Jiang Chen looks at Jiang ape and Huofu again. They both have a blank look. They don't know what happened at all.
Jiang Chen didn't continue to ask.
But when all the disciples gathered in front of him, he found something wrong.
Most of the nearly 400 disciples looked very depressed, and even several needed the help of others to stand.
This number is far beyond Jiang Chen's imagination.
If all these people were killed like the disciple just now, the loss of Wancheng immortal sect would be too great.
Shout out all the disciples.
”All of you, go into the hall.”
Jiang Chen looked at them and ordered in a low voice.
They didn't know what was going on, but they still obeyed Jiang Chen's orders.
”The rest of you, remember, don't leave the sect at will, you know?” Su Qian looked at the rest of the disciples and said.
”Remember, old su.”
The crowd shouted in unison.
In the hall.
Jiang Chen looked at the many disciples crowded in front of him.
”What have they done recently?” Jiang Chen asked long Dade. ”Elder Su told me that you have been helping him manage the zongmen. Don't you know?”