Boom! Boom!

Heavy footsteps came from the depths of the underground palace, and in the deep darkness, a huge outline gradually emerged. It was a centipede-like monster with a human face and fangs, and fleshy wings on its back.

His eyes were dark green, full of evil aura, and the rotten bloody aura came across his face as he walked.

"Who are you and why are you targeting Huantianmen?"

The man in black said sharply.

Elder Ying's expression was extremely solemn.

This monster is only at the middle stage of the Mysterious Immortal Realm, a small realm weaker than him, but its energy and blood are as majestic as the abyss, and its strength is by no means inferior to him.

"strangeness."

Elder Ying thought to himself, "His body only has the power of qi and blood, but it is difficult to sense the soul and magic power. Could it be that he swallowed the qi and blood and retained the soul?"

"Hahaha……"

The monster sneered, "I am Xiao Qi, Daluo Jinxian of Luoxia Mountain, and the great disciple of Zhenxuanzi."

"Zhen Xuanzi?"

Everyone's expressions changed slightly.

Although Zhen Xuanzi is a casual cultivator, he is very powerful and has some prestige in the Eastern Wilderness China.

"Where are their souls?" Elder Ying said coldly.

"Hey."

Xiao Qi smiled, and with a thought, the dark underground palace instantly turned into daylight. On an ancient and strange altar, ghost beads with human faces floated in the air.

Those are countless souls.

Under the altar, there are many dead bones.

Elder Ying glanced at it and his pupils suddenly shrank.

"Wind Spirit Valley, Demon Control Gate..."

He saw pieces of unique identity jade plaques, not from the Huantian Clan, but from the sect disciples who were at the same level as the Huantian Clan and belonged to the Three Thousand Righteous Dao.

"You..." Elder Ying's lips trembled, "Not only did you attack Huantian Sect, but you also assassinated the disciples of Fengling Valley and Yu Yu Sect. Your crime is unpardonable!"

"Old guy, you are really old and confused."

Xiao Qi sneered, "Since I dare to take action, how can I be afraid?"

"Elder, be careful of the second person."

The man in black looked slightly moved and said through the voice, "Those divine soul beads are artificially refined, and they are most likely prepared for that kind of forbidden curse."

Elder Ying remained calm and his heart was awe-inspiring.

He also guessed it.

Xiao Qi, who was only in the realm of Taiyi Xuanxian, would never be able to murder the three thousand heretical disciples such as Fengleigu and Huantianmen without being aware of it.

There must be a more powerful being behind the scenes.

"Capture him and force him to find out the truth." The elder Ying gave the order, his magic power surged, he opened his mouth and spat out, and saw a Pure Yang Fairy Sword suddenly fly out.

A swish sound.

The sword energy was like the sun's fire, sweeping through the underground palace and slashing towards Xiao Qi.

Clang clang clang clang!

At the same time, the Huantianmen disciples activated their immortal weapons one after another to kill Xiao Qi.

"The worm shakes the tree!"

Xiao Qi smiled coldly. He practiced forbidden spells and used the blood of immortals to strengthen himself. Although his magic power and soul were weak, his physical strength far exceeded that of an immortal in the same realm.

He can defeat even Daluo Jinxian.

Boom!

A mouthful of immortal weapon was blasted down, and the law was like a divine chain, sealing all Xiao Qi's escape routes.

However, Xiao Qi opened his pair of fleshy wings, which were invincible and smashed the immortal laws. Many immortal weapons were bounced away. With a sweep of the fleshy wings, each disciple was blown away.

What's worse, they were cut off at the waist.

Bang!

When the Pure Yang Immortal Sword was slashed, Xiao Qi opened his mouth and roared loudly, neither human nor beast. The terrifying sound wave annihilated the Pure Yang Immortal Fire and forced Elder Ying's attack back.

boom!

He roared loudly, and blood mist spurted out, covering the disciples of Huantian Clan.

"ah……"

Whenever they are contaminated by the blood mist, each disciple's flesh and bones will melt instantly, and their essence will be assimilated by Xiao Qi. As one wanes and the other grows, Xiao Qi becomes more powerful.

Elder Ying was extremely frightened.

Ye Xu's words echoed in his mind again.

But it's too late.

"Form up!"

Elder Ying made a hand with his ten fingers, and formation flags flew out from the Zi Mansion. The remaining four disciples each controlled one side and activated the Huantian Mind Technique of the Huantian Sect.

"Illusionary Immortal Formation?"

Xiao Qi disdainfully said, "This formation cannot stop me."

Whoosh!

Sudden.

A cold light suddenly appeared, and Senior Brother Liu activated the Overlord Halberd and penetrated Elder Ying's head. The laws on the Overlord Halberd flowed and nailed Elder Ying's soul to the void.

"Senior Brother Liu..."

The man in black was shocked.

No one would have thought that Senior Brother Liu, who was leading the charge, would turn against the enemy?

"hey-hey……"

Senior Brother Liu Jiejie smiled strangely, "If I hadn't rushed into the underground palace, how would you have stepped into the trap with me?"

"traitor!"

Elder Ying's soul is still struggling.

"wrong."

Senior Brother Liu snorted coldly, "I work for Huantian Clan, how can I be a traitor?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

Killing fellow disciples is also for Huantian Clan?

“Well done.”

A voice slowly sounded.

"you……"

Elder Ying's eyes widened in disbelief.

The void opened, and a young man in purple clothes and a jade crown, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, slowly walked over. He was smiling, but his eyes were indifferent.

"Deputy Sect Master..."

Elder Ying smiled sadly.

The young man in purple turned out to be the deputy sect leader of Huantian Clan - Qi Ying.

boom!

Qi Ying held down Elder Ying's soul with one hand and said with a stern look on his face, "I hate that word the most!"

Whoosh!

Bloody light appeared in Qi Ying's palm, covering his soul. In a few breaths, Elder Ying's soul was refined into a soul orb, floating in the air.

"It can barely be called top grade." Qi Ying's lips curled up slightly.

At this moment, everyone understood.

Those divine soul beads are all Qi Ying's handiwork.

"Sect Master, that is a disciple of the Huantian Sect, someone who has grown up with you." The man in black gritted his teeth, tears of blood flowing from his eyes, "How can you bear it?"

"There are countless people in the world, some of them have close relatives, some have close friends, and some have beauties."

Qi Ying said quietly, "However, how many people can be accommodated on the path of cultivation?"
To be continued...