The banquet hall was quiet, and all the monks were watching the farce.

The person is almost dead, but her words are also kind... Well, the Qingzhuo Lianji's words are not very kind, and they are just poking people's hearts. But in this situation, what she said can probably have some effect.

Quite true.

What she said was quite informative.

It seems that the head of the Huyang Sect and his inner disciples have planned a lot for this matter. Listening to what this means, all kinds of shameful means have been used to achieve today's situation.

Some keen disciples of the sect couldn't help but murmur in their hearts. Could it be that the Guo family's master-disciple plan was part of the Guo family's master-disciple plan when they ended up in such an embarrassing situation today?

But no one here is a fool. Let’s not talk about how true this witch’s words are. Even if they are true, what can they do? The matter of the demon species is of great importance. In the final analysis, it is related to the entire world of cultivation. They cannot speak out of conscience.

This matter has nothing to do with them.

To put it bluntly, they could get a glimpse of the secret history of the sect from this turmoil, learn about the devil's way, and understand the power of the devil's species. This trip was not in vain, and they could report it to all the sects.

A great achievement.

...It's a pity that the junior brothers and sisters were affected. At least dozens of them died in this melee. It was really unjust.

For the people of the Huyang faction, it is impossible to say that there is no blame. But on this occasion, no one is stupid enough to say it directly. Only they know what they think in their hearts.

Qingzhuo Lianji's words, while everyone seemed to be doing the movements of their hands, were actually listening with their ears pricked up.

"And what's the point of talking about this now? You have committed unjust acts, killed numerous disciples, and stolen sect secrets. You should be punished for your crimes. Wuwei will waste your words to shake people's hearts!" During the back and forth, Mu Di had already adjusted his mentality.

His expression was solemn and there was no flaw in it.

No one knew that Mu Di was actually conflicted, and he felt uncomfortable after being stabbed with the sword.

For more than ten years, I have fallen in love with a dead thing, let alone with a person day and night. Their feelings are accumulated day after day. Guo Ni's engagement was made after the exchange meeting, and it was for him.

It is said that the person closest to him has always been Qingzhuo Lianji who is wearing Guo Ni's skin.

Her identity was revealed, which was a devastating blow to Lord Showa and all the fellow disciples who suffered from it. Everyone could hate her in an instant. But he was not good at reed flute, he also hated her, but

At the same time, the relationship that has existed for many years is not a fragile piece of paper that can be broken when you poke it.

After inheriting Guo Ni's identity, this impostor has become domineering and has become a rage in the Huyang sect. If it weren't for her identity as the only daughter of the leader, she would have been unable to survive long ago.

But such a person is showing her heart to this senior brother, Mudi. Anyone with a discerning eye can also see her unusual admiration for this man. Mudi can feel this kind of admiration. It is pure and strong love, without any adulteration.

Any emotion.

She admired him through this fake skin.

In the past, Mu Di didn't take her seriously. Even if she caused a lot of trouble because of this emotion, he was still willing to clean up the mess for her. Because she was his fiancée at that time, and she was the one he wanted to hold hands with for the rest of his life.

He never thought that one day, this emotion would become a weapon against her. He felt guilty for a man to act like this, and he couldn't help feeling at that moment. He knew it, and the man clearly wanted to rescue him before he was stabbed.

But for the Huyang Sect, for his master, and for his junior sister who died innocently, he had to do it. He could clearly distinguish between what he should do and what he couldn't do. The strong murderous intention at the moment the blue light came out of its sheath had already told him

He made his own choice.

This decision is not difficult to make. He is Mu Di, Taihe Zhenren, and the future heir to the head of the Junlin Huyang Sect. He should not look forward or backward. He will clean up this inflamed and pus-filled wound himself.

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"What a righteous and awe-inspiring Master Taihe. It was my carelessness that failed, but do you really think it's over like this?" The injured Qingzhuo Lianji smiled strangely, her dim and gray eyes looking over blankly.

, which makes people feel inexplicably panicked.

The bad feeling in Ningxia's heart began to multiply, and the muscles all over her body became tense. Could there be something else going on?

Just as he was about to say something to Lin Pingzhen, he suddenly heard a light laughter. It was different from the hysterical laughter just now, with a self-deprecating smile, but gentle, which was particularly obvious in this silent banquet hall.

She was chuckling, relieved, but with a strong sense of malice: "It's finally better. You guys are really stupid. Do you really think I'm saying goodbye to you? You were just waiting for this moment!"

"This is just a vanguard of our Shengyun Palace, here to say hello to you. Enjoy it..." The next moment, the man raised his sword high and wiped his neck. Blood spurted out from the aorta, and with the residual pulse,

The movement surged out one after another, surrounding her, and even the corners of Mu Di's robe were inevitably stained with her blood.

After Qingzhuo Lianji committed suicide, a complex purple crest suddenly burst out from her chest, which was a bit like a formation, and seemed to be a pattern embedded deep in her body.

This pattern became brighter and brighter after it appeared. The beautiful purple coat of arms was gradually wrapped in black demonic energy. In a blink of an eye, it condensed into a dark mass of demonic energy. It was even worse than the one just now, and it would be completely gone.

The lifeless Qingzhuo Lotus is wrapped up.

It turns out that the blood of demon cultivators is also red. When Ningxia saw this scene that seemed to be from a bloody movie, this was Ningxia’s first reaction.

"Back off! Disciples of the Wuhua Sect obey the order, pick up their magic weapons, and all retreat to the gate without delay." Everyone in the Wuhua Sect subconsciously followed Lin Pingzhen's order and quickly left where they were standing.

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Ningxia found that the True Lord Mingyuan who had been protecting them had disappeared at some point. As he looked, he was surprised to find that all the True Lords had gathered in the middle, surrounding the demonic aura layer by layer.

The demonic energy rose with great force. Although it was not as overwhelming as the previous time, it was obviously different and extremely aggressive.

Why do you say this? Because the demonic energy without hands actually seems to have tentacles, constantly extending small groups of demonic energy to attack the Nascent Soul monk. Its small group of demonic energy can actually withstand the Nascent Soul cultivator.

The monk's blow... What kind of monster is this?

I don't know when a fight started over there, and anyone who could stand up on the stage was there to fight against that monster.

Oh my God?! Who can tell them what happened just now? Why did the female demon cultivator give birth to such a monster that is hostile to the Digital Nascent Soul after wiping her neck?

So this is the final battle, it’s too fantasy. Well, their time is already fantasy.
Chapter completed!