Above the Jiwu Sect, the only Nascent Soul Elder in the Sect, Master Xuanqing, looked as if he was ashamed at the moment, and the natal Nascent Soul on his head was also in a depressed state, and the magic weapon for the cultivation of life and life was even broken into crumbs.

In front of him, the true Lord of the Illusion Corpse, who was about two feet tall, showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth and snorted coldly: "But it is really overestimating his ability to dare to stop the true Lord in the early stage of the Nascent Soul."

While speaking, the true Lord of the Phantom Corpse popped up a mysterious yin death breath that looked like black smoke, and took Master Xuanqing away.

Master Xuanqing has really reached the realm of oil and lamp drying. He glanced at the messy sect under his body, and was cruel and cruel. He fought for the life span and sacrificed the secret method of blood escape.

The moment the Xuanyin death energy was shrouded in the air, a blood-colored escape light turned out, and it disappeared into the sky in a blink of an eye.

The true Lord of the Illusion Corpse had no intention of chasing him. He released his spiritual sense and swept all the garrisons of Jiwu Sect into the range.

"How can you escape if the one I want?"

Suddenly, when he heard the Illusion Corpse True Lord snorting coldly in his nose, the next moment he disappeared from the spot like teleportation. When he appeared again, he had already appeared in the main hall of the Jiwu Sect resident.

In front of him, a female cultivator who looked sweet and charming and who was already in the early stage of the Golden Pill cultivation showed fear and said tremblingly: "My father is the head of this sect. If you touch me, you will definitely not die a good death?"

"Your dad?"

While the true Lord of the Phantom Corpse laughed wildly, he threw out a bloody head and said, "Do you think it is the original owner of this head?"

The female cultivator saw the head that was dying with eyes, and she screamed in surprise, with tears in her eyes, and she cried: "You unforgivable demon, you killed my father."

The Illusion Corpse True Lord sneered as if he hadn't heard of it, and then pressed his palm on the female cultivator's sky spirit cover, locking his sea of ​​consciousness and suppressing his cultivation.

With a roll of her sleeve, she brought the female cultivator who was like a walking corpse and left the ruins of the Silence and Wu Sect.

After a long time after the Immortal Corpse True Lord left, the surviving disciples of the Jiwu Sect dared to show their heads. The sect, which had more than 2,000 disciples, now only thirty or fifty people survived.

Master Xuanqing escaped with blood, while the leader was beheaded by the enemy, and none of the elders of the sect survived. Among the surviving sects who gathered, Nangong Xuanhe had the highest cultivation level.

"The headmaster is dead"

"The Great Elder was also beaten to death by the demon man, and he used the secret method of blood escape to escape and disappeared.

"The demon even kidnapped Senior Sister Xiangxiang"

All the surviving disciples of Jiwu Sect surrounded Nangong Xuanhe, looking at the messy sect base, and their hearts were ashamed.

Nangong Xuanhe's face was pale and his eyes were flashing with horror. He finally calmed down. He took a deep breath and said, "The way of heaven is unfair. I have always been unfair to the world, but I was suffering from this catastrophe. Now, the only way is to ask for help from others can we seek justice for the sect and the many dead brothers."

"Where does Senior Brother Nangong want to seek help?"

Nangong Xuanhe pondered, although he was unwilling to do so, he finally said with a little difficulty: "Now, everyone in Zhenxuan Mountains knows that Xuantian's true demon is about to appear, and all forces are gathered at the Wuji Demon Sect's headquarters."

“We’ll go there”

At the Wuji Demon Sect, the five demon cultivators are now drinking the immortal wine with the three elders of the Palace of Punishment, the Soul Chasing Sanren, the Chen-sen monk, the Emperor Yuanyuan of Heifeng Mountain, and the Master Xuanbei of Dazizui Peak. They are happily drinking the fairy wine and communicating the cultivation experience that only the Yuanying Cultivator has realized and gained.

Since more than ten days ago, driven by the five great demon cultivators, more than 100,000 monsters have successfully migrated to the eight main peaks of Wuji Demon Sect, five transformed monsters led by Long Wu have stayed here.

During this period, the soul-chasing Sanren, who had previously helped the Wuji Demon Sect resist the large-scale attack of the Huaxian Sect, and the cultivators surnamed Chen, also came here to meet.

In addition, two early-stage Nascent Soul monks who dominated the Zhenxuan Mountains came with them.

In short, the Wuji Demon Sect now has twelve powerful existences at the level of Nascent Soul Cultivation, especially Long Wu and others, who are all not inferior to those of the mid-stage Nascent Soul Cultivation.

"Elder Yu, I wonder when the head of the noble sect will be able to return to the sect?"

The Yuanyuan Zhenren of Heifeng Mountain could not help but ask this question that had been held back for a long time. After all, a group of Yuanying Cultivators gathered together, not just for the sake of drinking and chatting.

Instead, in order to prepare early, the Xuantian true demon was killed as much as possible before it came to the world.

As the hub that unites the demon race and the human race, the most critical figure, the head of the Wuji Demon Sect has never been seen. Isn’t it worrying?

Elder Yu's eyes were helpless and spread his hands, saying, "Please be careful not to be impatient. The head sect has made many arrangements before leaving. I believe that once the matter is done, I will return to the sect."

The five great demon cultivators, soul-chasing sanren, and the monks surnamed Chen did not ask questions, but Xuan Wu, who was on the side, couldn't help but stand up and said, "It's been five days since we've always said these words. If you don't bother me, I'm also upset."

"If I don't see anyone again today, I won't stay anymore. Let's go back to my Great Freedom Peak."

Just as Elder Yu wanted to comfort him, Long Wu, who was drinking a large pot of fairy wine, breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly laughed: "Fellow Daoist Xuanci, I'm afraid you can't get what you want."

After several days of exchanges and getting along, Xuan Ci and others had a certain friendship with the five demon cultivators. Hearing this, he couldn't help but say in surprise: "How can Brother Long Wu explain this?"

"Because my brother Su is back."

Long Wu pointed to the sky and smiled faintly, "I'm afraid that the real owner you are waiting for will be able to drink with us within a moment or three moments."

Among the cultivators, Long Wu's cultivation was the most profound, and his spiritual consciousness was much more than everyone else's. As soon as he said this, he immediately attracted everyone's eyes to the direction he pointed.

Sure enough, in less than a moment, a thunder lightning flashed through the air, with an incredible speed. As the escape light flew, it released an inexplicably shocking powerful aura.

After everyone saw the thunder and lightning, after only a few breaths, Su Yang had already settled on the top of the mountain as if teleporting, standing in front of the cultivators with a smile.

"You are the head of the Wuji Demon Sect"

Xuan Ci and Su Yang had never met before. Seeing that the visitor was not a major cultivation of the Nascent Soul, but a peak level in the late stage of the Golden Pill, he couldn't help but frown and wonder.

Although the peak state of the late stage of the Golden Elixir seems to be only one small state or one large state from the early stage of the Nascent Soul, in the eyes of all the Nascent Soul cultivators, this is the difference between the ravines

"Who is this?"

Su Yang looked at Xuan Ci and found that the latter had already become a great cultivator who had entered the peak of the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

Elder Yu hurriedly stepped forward and introduced to Su Yang. When Su Yang heard that Xuan Ci and Yuan Yuan Zhenren were both scattered cultivators in the Zhenxuan Mountains, they also showed enough friendship: "This demonic tribulation can invite two people to help, and the alliance's strength will be even more added, which is actually a blessing for millions of cultivators in the Zhenxuan Mountains."

Obviously, Master Xuanci is a "righteous" person and does not listen to Su Yang's show of kindness. Instead, he refused to give in: "You are really the leader of the Wuji Demon Sect, but you are only at the peak level of the late stage of the Golden Pill."

Su Yang didn't mind, after all, in this world where strength is the most respectful thing, it was nothing strange for Xuan Ci to have such an idea.

In fact, Yuan Yuan Zhenren, who had never seen Su Yang's method, was also full of suspicion and confusion at this moment.

I believe that if Su Yang did not show his ability to convince them, these two arrogant and arrogant monks in the early stage of the Nascent Soul Peak Realm would definitely pat their butts and leave.

"Two, Su is indeed only at the peak level of the late stage of the Jindan, but if Su spares no effort to take action, even the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator will not be able to escape the fate of his death."

"If you don't believe it, just take a look at this treasure, and you will know that Su is not a false statement."

While Su Yang's eyes swept over Xuan Ci, he swept to the Yuanyuan Zhenren who had already stood up on the side. While speaking, he raised his hand to throw out an object that looked like a big seal.

The object rose in the wind and changed to a huge size of a hundred feet in a moment. What else could it be if it weren't for the quasi-transformed magic weapon "Di Chen Yao".

Since his cultivation level improved, Su Yang's control over "Di Chen Yao" became more and more adept at it. If he had not yet reached the peak level of the late Golden Elixir, he could not have been able to sacrifice this treasure as lightly as he has now.

"Di Chen Shake" suddenly entered the air. While the divine light shone, it released a powerful force to cover Xuanbei and Yuanyuan Zhenren.

This is the precursor of "watching the sky and attacking the earth" simplified by Su Yang. It fully utilizes the power of Di Chenyao's magic weapon. When facing people, it can have a great effect of restraining.

The pressure suddenly attacked his body, and the two early-stage peak cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage all showed solemn expressions, and a hint of panic flashed in their eyes.

Master Yuanyuan, who has a slightly inferior to Xuanci, even had to use a defensive magic weapon to protect his body, and just resisted this powerful pressure that was not entirely targeted at him.

However, Xuande suddenly encountered huge pressure, and his waist was still upright, but his feet were already three inches.

After three or five breaths, Xuanbei felt uncomfortable as if he was pressed against a huge peak of ten thousand jin. Just as he was about to sacrifice his magic weapon to compete with it, he felt that his whole body lightened. It turned out that Su Yang had already stopped "Di Chensha" while waving his hand.

"You should believe that Su is really the head of the Wuji Demon Sect."

After instantly receiving "Di Chenyao", Su Yang did not bully others with his power and said with a faint smile: "Su was forced to do nothing just now. After all, I don't want the two of you to leave because you are dissatisfied with Su's cultivation level, which caused the alliance to lose two strong helpers. There are many offenses, so I hope you will forgive me."

Faced with Su Yang's use of both soft and hard work, and the powerful shock he gave just now, Xuanbei and Yuanyuan Zhenren showed no sign of being angry because of the brief pressure before.

Instead, he stared at Su Yang with a look of looking at the monster.

After a while, Xuanbei nodded seriously and said, "I have seen it so much today. The Wuji Demon Sect has such an existence as Master Su who is not inferior to the inherited demons. After the Demon Tribulation, he will definitely be able to win the position of the largest sect in the Xuanshan Mountains of the Three Thousand Miles."

Yuan Yuan Zhenren also convinced: "Sir Su, I am the real person who is just now, so I hope I will forgive you."

With enough strength, Su Yang can be absolutely respected by others. At this moment, Su Yang felt this very much.

At this moment, four rays of escape lights arrived at the sky not far away. Before the ray lights had fallen, the sound of Tang Zhan had already heard.

"Brother Su, it's not long since I haven't seen you, you've been diligent again."
Chapter completed!