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

Lan Yue asked again with a clear voice.

It is inspiring and enlightening, and directly strikes the soul of the ancestors 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 number one sect in the human race!"

The ancestor of Wanhua Sect roared in a hoarse voice, as if he wanted to use the loudest voice to cover up the uncertainty in his heart.

"The first sect? Qi, look back and take a good look at your sect. I don't know if your Holy Master will abandon you, but at the very least, your sect will be destroyed now!"

Lan Yue mocked coldly. This was the second time she had heard of this demon called the Holy Lord. The first time she heard it was from the mouth of the demon cultivator in the Situ Mansion in Shuozhou City.

It sounds twice that this demon clan called the Holy Lord at least has its own power and does not fight alone.

The ancestor of Wanhua Sect fell into silence. The sect has become like this, and he said before that he would ask the Holy Lord for instructions. In fact, he could not contact the Holy Lord at all. He knew that Wanhua Sect had been abandoned by the Holy Lord!

However, there is a spiritual elixir given by the Holy Lord in the Wanhua Sect, and with the skills they have been practicing, their cultivation level will skyrocket in a short period of time, and he wants to take this opportunity to give it a try.

I just never expected that after swallowing the elixir, they would turn into such terrifying things!

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

"The consequences of seeking skin from a tiger is to be buried in the tiger's belly, but you are still an ancestor of the same lineage. It's so stupid."

Fat Brother shook his head, there were actually people who really naively believed in the cunning and ruthless demons.

He didn't know whether he should say that the ancestor of Wanhua Sect was stupid or too ambitious.

"My Wanhua Sect was destroyed not because of you people!"

After a moment of silence, the ancestor of the Wanhua Sect suddenly raised his head and looked at Lan Yue and the others.

With so many people present, the ones with the lowest cultivation levels are naturally Lan Yue and Fat Brother Yan Yueqing.

Even if his strength has dropped to the middle stage of the Spiritual Emperor due to the Phoenix True Fire, he can still completely crush Lan Yue and the others.

Bright orange-red flames instantly rushed towards Lan Yue and the others.

"Stubborn!"

Lan Yue flicked her slender hand and quickly changed a few hand seals, and the power of the phoenix true fire on the ancestor of the Wanhua Sect instantly became stronger.

Fat Brother held a magic talisman between his index and middle fingers and threw it out. The magic talisman quickly turned into hundreds five meters in front of the ancestor of the Wanhua Sect. In an instant, the ancestor of the Wanhua Sect was surrounded in the center. The speed of the explosion was

Momentarily imprisoned.

The powerful suction coming from all directions made it difficult for the ancestor of the Wanhua Sect, and even the movements of his hands were slowed down thousands of times.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is as if his original speed can slap others hundreds of times in the blink of an eye, but now his speed can allow others to slap him dozens of times before he can fight back.

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

It's the formation that fat brother has been improving before, which uses the weak to trap the strong.

Yan Yueqing took out the folding fan that he had not used for a long time. It was not that he did not want to use the Death Sickle. In fact, the Death Sickle was much more powerful than his original folding fan. He also liked the feeling of the Death Sickle in his hand better, but the Death Sickle

Although the sickle has changed to consume spiritual energy, it is still a dark weapon refined by the demons.

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

At this time, he could only use his original folding fan. As soon as the fan was opened and turned forward, countless spiritual energy needles as thin as ox hair were shot towards the Dantian spiritual veins of the ancestor of the Wanhua Sect.

Just like a fully inflated balloon being pricked by countless needles, the demonic energy in his body suddenly surged out more, and the Phoenix True Fire burned more fiercely, purifying it faster, which also caused his strength to decline faster.

!

"ah……"

The ancestor of the Wanhua Sect let out a roar full of pain, clenched his fists with both hands, and the magic power in his body surged again, and the talisman imprisoned outside his body suddenly burned and became ineffective.

The spiritual talisman array above the head is still there, but the spiritual light is also flashing continuously, absorbing part of the power of the ancestor of the Wanhua Sect, and at the same time evolved into the power to attack and restrain him.

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

Ancestor of Wanhua Sect: "..."

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

If beaten like this, the ancestor of the Wanhua Sect would be even more aggrieved than before when Sect Master Su slapped him into the rocks with a fan!

Sect Leader Su's cultivation level is unfathomable. It is understandable that the ancestor of Wanhua Sect cannot win. Now, against a few guys whose cultivation level is obviously at the level of Ling Sect, he can still suffer such an embarrassing loss. Isn't it like vomiting blood?

?

"puff……"

That's what they were thinking. The ancestor of the Wanhua Sect was really so angry that he vomited blood. It wasn't that he couldn't defeat these three little guys, but he was restrained by ten times the previous restraint force and couldn't move at all. He couldn't get in at all.

The three of them!

He dared to say that as long as he got close, he could kill these three little guys with one slap.

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

He could only be trapped in mid-air in frustration, watching helplessly as the fire of Nirvana outside his body continuously purified the demonic energy in his body, and his cultivation at this time had already dropped to the early stage of the Spiritual Emperor!

He was extremely frightened. Was he going to be trapped here and be consumed alive by the raging fire?

He is not willing to give in!

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

Lan Yue's eyes turned cold, and she said solemnly: "Qi, look back at your sect. If you find your way back today, maybe I can bring back some of your sect's people. If you continue to be stubborn,

, then...you disciples, you know what the consequences will be."

The ancestor of the Wanhua Sect was startled again. All his disciples had turned into monsters that were neither human nor demonic. How could she bring them back?

"You yourself are an example."

Lan Yue said coldly.

Although the ancestor of the Wanhua Sect has been bursting with demonic energy, he has withdrawn from demonization and his sanity is still there, unlike other senior leaders of the Wanhua Sect.

Is this because...her?

The ancestor of the Wanhua Sect, who was already ready to make a desperate move, hesitated again. If possible, of course he still wanted to continue the Wanhua Sect. Wasn't he cooperating with the demons so that the Wanhua Sect could dominate the cultivation world?

There is no need to worry about having no firewood to burn the green hills. If even the seeds are gone, the Wanhua Sect will be completely gone in the world of cultivation. In a few years from now, who will remember that there is a beautiful fairyland among the big sects?

The Ten Thousand Flowers Sect?

"You...really can?"

His voice was so hoarse that it was difficult to speak. Although the Phoenix True Fire was purifying the demonic energy in his body, because he kept erupting, the demonic energy was always in a high state, and the human voice was about to disappear.
Chapter completed!