Bab 768: The holder of the Book of the Netherworld's fragments-Xu Qi 'an (2)

Bai Lian's willowy brows furrowed slightly as she swept her gaze across the disciples. They were also looking at her, their eyes filled with disappointment and dejection.

So that's what they were thinking too ... White Lotus Daoist priest's eyes suddenly turned sharp as he shouted, "

"Even if there is no wielder of the fragments of the Book of the Netherworld, you can't fight? Our earth sect cultivates virtue and is chivalrous, when have our disciples ever been afraid of death?"

The disciples were silent for a moment. A young disciple shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Martial uncle White Lotus, we're not afraid of death. What we're afraid of is a useless sacrifice.

to this day, there are only twenty-four people left in the earth sect. They were all sacrificed for the nine-colored Lotus. Do you and martial uncle Golden Lotus really think so? "