"You are fighting alone here, and the thousand-year foundation of Wanhua Sect is about to be destroyed. Are you really willing?"

Lan Yue's voice was clear and she asked again.

It was deafening and hit the heart of the ancestor of Wanhua Sect.

"You... what do you know! The Holy Lord will never leave us alone. When the Holy Lord unifies the human race, we will be the first sect of the human race!"

The ancestor of Wanhua Sect roared in a hoarse voice, as if he wanted to use the greatest sound to hide the uncertainty in his heart.

"The first sect? The surname Qi, look back and take a closer look at your sect. I don't know if your sage will leave you behind, but at least, your sect will be destroyed now!"

Lan Yue sarcastically said that the demon clan, known as the Holy Lord, was the second time she heard it, and the first time it was in the mouth of the demon cultivator in Situ Mansion in Shuozhou City.

It sounds like this demon called the Holy Lord at least has its own power, not a single fight.

The ancestor of Wanhua Sect fell silent. The sect had become like this. He said he had asked the Holy Lord before, but in fact, he could not contact the Holy Lord at all. Then he knew that Wanhua Sect had been abandoned by the Holy Lord!

However, there is a elixir given by the Holy Lord in the Wanhua Sect. With the skills they have been practicing, their cultivation will soar in a short period of time. He wants to use this to fight.

But I never expected that after swallowing the elixir, they would become such a terrifying thing!

The Holy Lord needs blood feed and wants to turn them into monsters who only know how to kill!

"The end of a fight with a tiger is to be buried in the tiger's belly. It's a pity that it's still an ancestor, so it's too brainless."

Fat Brother shook his head, and someone really naively believed in the cunning and cruel demons.

He didn't know whether the ancestor of Wanhua Sect should be stupid or too ambitious.

"It's not because of you guys!"

After a little silence, the ancestor of Wanhua Sect suddenly looked up at Lan Yue and the others.

There are so many people present, the lowest cultivation level is naturally Lan Yue and Fat Brother Yan Yueqing.

Even if his strength has dropped to the middle stage of the Spirit Emperor by being burned by Phoenix True Fire at this time, he can completely crush Lan Yue and the other two.

The bright orange-red flames rushed towards Lan Yue and the other two in an instant.

"It's stubborn!"

Leng Yuexian's hand flicked, quickly changing several handprints, and the power of the phoenix true fire on the ancestor of Wanhua Sect instantly became fierce.

Fat Brother threw out a talisman with his index finger and middle finger. The talisman quickly turned into hundreds of 5 meters in front of the ancestor of Wanhua Sect. In an instant, he surrounded the ancestor of Wanhua Sect in the center and shot at the speed of the dying.

Being imprisoned in an instant.

The powerful suction power from all directions made the ancestor of Wanhua Sect difficult, and even the movements in his hands were thousands of times slower.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is as if his original speed could slap others hundreds of slaps in the face in the blink of an eye, but his current speed could slap others dozens of slaps before he fights back.

At this time, Fat Brother threw out a few talismans again, and the talismans formed a talisman array on the head of the ancestor of Wanhua Sect.

It is the formation that Fat Brother has been improving before with weak and strong.

Yan Yueqing took out the folding fan that he hadn't used for a long time, not that he didn't want to use the Death Scythe. In fact, the Death Scythe is much more powerful than his original folding fan. He also likes the feeling of holding the Death Scythe in his hand, but Death Scythe is more powerful.

Although the sickle has been changed to spiritual energy, its body is still a dark weapon refined by the demons.

The weapon spirit's fear of the Phoenix True Fire is engraved into its bones.

At this time, he could only use his original folding fan. As soon as the fan was opened, countless spiritual needles as thin as cow hair shot into the dantian spirit veins of the ancestor of Wanhua Sect.

It was like a balloon that had blown enough air was stabbed by countless needles. The demonic energy in his body suddenly surged out more, and the phoenix true fire burned more violently, purified faster, and also reduced his strength faster.

!

"ah……"

The ancestor of Wanhua Sect burst out a roar full of pain, clenched his fists with both hands, and his magic power increased again. The spiritual talismans imprisoned outside his body immediately burned and failed.

The spiritual talisman array above his head was still there, but the spiritual light was flashing constantly, absorbing part of the power of the ancestor of Wanhua Sect, and at the same time it evolved into the power to attack and bind him.

Fat Brother shot out the talisman that imprisoned him again. This time it was not one, but ten directly.

The ancestor of Wanhua Sect: "..."

Others who witnessed the battle here: "..."

If you fight like this, the ancestor of Wanhua Sect will be more aggrieved than being fanned by Master Su into the rock before!

Master Su’s cultivation is unfathomable, and it is reasonable to be aware of the ancestor of Wanhua Sect that he cannot win. Now he is facing a few little guys who are obviously at the level of the Lingzong. He can still suffer such a frustrated loss. Wouldn’t he vomit blood?

?

"puff……"

They thought so, the ancestor of Wanhua Sect was so angry that he vomited blood. It was not that he could not beat these three little guys, but that he was imprisoned by ten times the previous imprisonment force and could not move at all.

The bodies of the three of them!

He dares to say that as long as he approaches, he can slap these three little guys to death.

But the problem now is that he can't get close to him!

He could only be trapped in mid-air with a grievance, watching the Nirvana fire outside him constantly purify the demonic energy on his body, and his cultivation level had dropped to the early stage of the Spirit Emperor!

He was extremely frightened. Could it be that he was trapped here and was exhausted by this raging fire?

He is unwilling to give up!

Thinking of this, the demonic energy in his body rolled again.

Lan Yue's eyes turned cold and said, "I'm the one with Qi, look back at your sect. If you are lost today, I may be able to bring back some people from your sect. If you still have to stay stubborn and unconscious,

, Then... you disciples, you know what the consequences are."

The ancestor of Wanhua Sect was stunned again. His disciples had all turned into monsters that were neither human nor demonic. Can she still pull them back?

"You are the example yourself."

Lan Yue said coldly.

Although the ancestor of Wanhua Sect has been exploding with demonic energy, he has withdrawn from demonization and his sanity is still there, and he is not like other senior leaders of Wanhua Sect.

Is this because...she?

The ancestor of Wanhua Sect, who was already preparing to make a desperate bet, was hesitant again. If possible, of course he still wanted to continue the Wanhua Sect. Wasn’t he working with the demons just to dominate the cultivation world?

If you stay in the green mountains, you will never worry about burning firewood. If you don’t even have the seeds, even if Wanhua Sect is completely gone in the cultivation world, in a few years, who will remember that there is still a beautiful place among the sects.

The Wanhua Sect?

"You...really can?"

His voice was so hoarse that it was very difficult to speak. Although the Phoenix True Fire was purifying the demonic energy in his body, because he kept exploding, the demonic energy was in a state of rising, and the human voice was almost gone.
Chapter completed!