Qingling Sect.

As one of the branches of a major sect in ancient times, the Qingling Sect has been rooted in the land of Fuyao Prefecture in the southwest of Kyushu for countless years. Even though the main sect has long since disappeared in the long river of time, the Qingling Sect still stands as a quasi-first-class immortal sect.
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Even with such a powerful ancient inheritance, it was still easily defeated by the Demon Sect.

Zhang Wuji still remembers the situation that day vividly.

The huge Qingling Mountains are filled with demonic flames, and there are cyan figures everywhere, either in formation or alone, struggling to resist the attack of a large number of demonic disciples.

There are also a steady stream of demon sects joining the battle.

Seeing the situation, the senior officials of the Qingling Sect could not do anything, so they decisively sacrificed the sect's most important treasure, the Qingling Fairy Boat, and organized the retreat of half of the disciples who had not yet fallen.

The moment when the huge blue immortal boat exuding massive spiritual energy is about to launch.

Half of the Qingling Mountain Range is plunged into a terrifying shadow.

A gigantic ghost claw that could cover the sky and the sun swung down from the nine heavens, tearing apart layers of dark clouds, covering almost half of the sky, and slammed into the Qingling Fairy Boat with an irresistible force.

"How dare you, devil!"

Along with the anger of the Supreme Elder of Qingling Sect, the screams inside the fairy boat echoed through the sky.

In the end, Qingling Fairy Boat was not left behind.

This ancient treasure has unpredictable power. Even though it was severely damaged by the ancestor of the Demon Sect, it dragged the broken hull of the boat and disappeared into the northern sky.

It’s just that we don’t know how many living people are inside.

As for those who didn't get on the ship, there will naturally be no good end. Han Yurou is a special case.

Earth Fire Palace.

This is the place where Qingling Sect uses earth fire to refine weapons.

Zhang Wuji nodded slightly to the respectful Demon Sect guard disciples, still maintaining his cold and frosty attitude, and stepped into the Earth Fire Palace at the foot of the mountain.

Walking through the dim underground corridor, I can already feel the heat waves rushing towards my face.

The fire at the end is already faintly visible.

Also mixed with some inaudible screams.

As soon as his eyes lit up, the scene was like the purgatory in the rumors. Dozens of tall furnaces were scattered in the huge underground caves. The underground fire veins were slowly flowing along the neatly built stone roads. There were still things above that had not been cleaned in the previous battles.

Blood stains.

The rich firelight illuminated this huge underground palace.

Nearly a hundred members of the Qingling Sect were imprisoned here, and many of them enjoyed special treatment, hanging on the edge of the stone road and enjoying the scorching heat of the underground fire.

Their faces were all gloomy, their eyes were red, and their lips were chapped. They were obviously in bad condition.

"Senior Brother Wuji, what brought you here to me?"

With a flattering exclamation, the chubby fat man in gray suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Wuji.

This person’s name is Wei Cong.

They were some high-level officials of a certain small demon sect, and they got involved a lot behind the Senluo Wanxiang Sect, and the Earth Fire Palace was also assigned to them to take charge of.

However, a demon cultivator in the early stage of foundation building can become an elder. You can only imagine the level of this sect.

As a direct descendant of a demon sect like Zhang Wuji, his status is in the sky and on the earth.

But Senior Brother Baigudong’s character is here.

Not looking down on anyone, not paying attention to anyone, it can be said that one has no desires and no demands, and one’s face is paralyzed to the extreme.

"Find a suitable, smart slave."

Zhang Wuji looked around and said coldly.

"Oh~~~"

Fatty Wei's voice was drawn out, and a glimmer of understanding flashed in his eyes.

Fairy Han of the Qingling Sect, I had seen it before, and I was stunned by the peerless beauty on the spot. It was a pity that I took advantage of the guy in front of me.

Is it possible that the fairy is tired of it and wants to change it?

The fat man smiled happily, thinking that he had figured out the intention of Senior Brother Baigudong, and quickly led Zhang Wuji down the steps and walked in a certain direction.

From time to time, Qingling Sect prisoners groaned, causing the fat man to kick him from time to time, for fear of disturbing the distinguished guests.

"Senior Brother Wuji, no wonder the Qingling Sect is so inexperienced. It has only been so long, and we have already killed dozens of people before we even resorted to any means."

"In another half month, this Earth Fire Palace will be completely empty."

Zhang Wuji's heart tightened and he lightly clenched his fists, but his face didn't show any surprise.

"This way, this way..."

Just as the fat man led Zhang Wuji to a fork in the road, a woman's scream and many men's cheers suddenly came from the front.

There is also someone's extremely arrogant laughter, which sounds very harsh.

Zhang Wuji frowned.

When the fat man saw this, his face turned pale and he smiled bitterly and said: "That's where the female disciples of the Qingling Sect are kept. Today our sect leader's son, who is also my brother-in-law by blood, came behind you and said he wanted to take a look.

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"I, Old Wei, have a humble position and low seniority, so naturally I dare not say anything more."

"Senior Brother Wuji, look, let's move to another place?"

Zhang Wuji's expression became even colder, he pushed the fat man away and walked straight over there.

A hint of cunning flashed in the fat man's eyes, and he followed him with a yell.

As the young master of this little demon sect, Wei Ming is not bad in talent, but his mind is not right. When the immortal sect in Fuyao Prefecture was powerful, he could only steal women secretly.

But following the Senluo Wanxiang Sect to break through a large fairy gate, kidnap the women of the fairy gate, and do unspeakable things, he never dared to think about it in his life.

After rushing from his lair to the Qingling Mountains, the first thing he did was come to the Earth Fire Palace.

I want to see the fairies’ faces.

It would be great if we could go further.

There are more than ten female disciples of the Qingling Sect imprisoned here. They are all beautiful, especially with the bonus of Qingling Sect's skills, and their temperament makes him salivate.

After picking and choosing, Wei Ming finally found a woman with the most outstanding figure, and opened the cell door with a lewd smile.

Seeing the frightened look in the beauty's eyes, he became more playful and deliberately tried to pounce on the tiger many times but failed, which aroused the jeers of his fellow disciples and made him look triumphant.

Seeing the beauty's trembling and trembling indescribable parts when she was dodging in embarrassment, I felt pity for her. Wei Ming always felt that his blood was rising all over his body, and then he used one of the few methods he knew how to tie up the fairy.

In place.

Smiling ferociously, he walked forward and stroked the fairy's pale but smooth and round face. He lowered his gaze and looked at the woman's bulge that almost burst her clothes. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

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Wang Zizi felt despair in her heart, looking at the short scum of the Demon Sect in front of her with gloomy eyes.

Is my life about to end?

At this moment, she closed her eyes and suddenly felt that there was a strange silence around her.

The expected evil claws did not fall.

She couldn't help but open her eyes.

I saw that the wrist of the Demon Sect scum was firmly held by a white, slender and powerful hand, unable to move.

"What the hell..."

Wei Ming was furious, his overindulged face turned the color of pig liver, and he roared: "How dare that blind bitch come to stop me?"

However, no matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free from the control of the person behind him.

In Wang Zizi's view, the tall and handsome man in black robe was like a god, controlling this disgusting demon scum, making the latter look like a monkey.

Zhang Wuji snorted coldly and let go of his hand.

"You're dead!"

Wei Ming jumped aside and sacrificed his magic weapon. It looked like it was of extraordinary quality, and he controlled it to kill this man.

"No!"

The belated fat man raised his hand to stop him.

Then, with the sound of whistling wind, the indestructible magic weapon hit Zhang Wuji's face unstoppably.

Wei Ming's face showed color,

Wang Yuyan exclaimed, and for a moment she didn't dare to look.

However, the next moment, her eyes widened.

Zhang Wuji held the magic weapon between two fingers without changing his expression, and the latter kept trembling and whining in his hand.

Wang Zizi was extremely surprised, and at the same time she felt her heart beating rapidly.

So handsome!

"I, Senluo Wanxiang, hired you here to interrogate the Qingling Sect about the whereabouts of Tianpeng's essence and blood."

Zhang Wuji walked forward slowly, talking as he walked.

"I didn't ask you to come here to be lascivious and humiliate the prisoners."

Then, his iron-like left hand suddenly pinched Wei Ming's neck, and he easily lifted him up with one hand. The latter hugged Zhang Wuji's forearms tightly with both hands, kicked his legs wildly, his face turned red, and his eyes turned white.<

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When the follower saw this, he raised his magical weapon and shouted, stepping forward to rescue him. Zhang Wuji didn't look sideways and kicked the man away, slamming him against the wall. His eyes turned white and he vomited blood.

, it’s impossible to live until you see it.

The others were suddenly shocked, and no one dared to step forward.

Zhang Wuji's hand was squeezed tighter and tighter, and the rest of the Soul Soul Sect around him did not dare to breathe.

Seeing that Wei Ming was about to die in his hands, the fat man suddenly wailed, and a shovel knelt in front of him, cupping his hands and saying: "Shangzong Immortal, please be merciful, our sect leader, my second grandfather, is such a single seedling..."

Zhang Wuji sneered again.

When Wei Ming was about to be knocked unconscious by him, he threw Wei Ming directly towards the cell door, causing the person who hit him to flip over.

"Go away, if you appear in the Earth Fire Palace again."

"Death."

This word "death" sounded to the members of the Sanghun Sect like the Nine Evils of Hell. They trembled with fright and hurriedly carried the young master and stumbled out.

Zhang Wuji turned his face to the side and looked at Wang Zizi briefly, and was also infected by the latter's astonishing big heart.

The only pity is that he looks average.

"Keep her here alone and don't let anyone disturb her."

"Okay, okay, let's do it right away."
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