The Jade-Faced Immortal was naked and laughing, his eyes full of determination. Anyone could tell that he was going to self-destruction and die. He thought he was willing to risk his own life to preserve the legacy of the Seven Evil Sect that had existed for many years.

If it had been before, there would have been a crowd of responders and a lot of flattery.

It's a pity that the Seven Evil Sect has reached the end of its rope. The demons, ghosts, and evil cultivators under his command who were invited by profit have been turned into dragons by the power of dragons and rhinoceros, and their dirty flesh and blood have been sent to smear the ancestral monument. At this moment, only Zhou Yingchun is left around Jia Sanyuan.

Huang Buyi is a disciple of the Six Meridians.

When they suddenly heard what the young sect leader said, they were almost without exception.

Everyone had a look of "reluctance" on their faces, but no one dared to speak because of Jia Sanyuan's fierce power.

Everyone can see that the Jade Faced Immortal is now completely lost in his heart and soul, and is on the verge of going crazy.

In his current state, he is probably no different from a mad dog.

Anyone who objects will be pounced on and bitten by him on the spot...

But these disciples don't dare, but it doesn't mean that the masters of the Six Meridians and the elders behind the sect don't dare.

Before Emperor Ying Qing had time to reply to his words, several loud shouts came out from the evil cave through the corpse door:

"Senior Nephew Sanyuan, don't make random promises. Although you are the young sect master, you cannot represent our Seven Evils."

"It's just a child's nonsense. How can a gambling battle determine the survival of an orthodoxy?"

"Even if such a thing happens, it's not your turn, Sanyuan Master Nephew. Now you are practicing the "Nine Turns of the Dragon God". How can you be qualified to represent the Seven Evil Sect and bet against others? Shut up, the ancestor is in heaven.

If you have a spirit, I will definitely annoy you when I hear this."

"It doesn't matter if we fail here, we will risk our lives to abandon part of the cave, blow up a way out, and move out of the Crescent Province collectively. We have to live or die, so why bother?"

"Senior Brother Jia, please advise nephew Sanyuan. Our Seven Evil Sect has fought so hard and we no longer owe Ancestor Long Xi anything. Why don't we just part ways? As for this Crescent Moon Province, the so-called winner and loser, let's give it back."

What about the two sects of Bei Chan and Xuan Dao?"

"Hmph, if senior brother doesn't want to, then let's separate our families. My Hunyuan lineage has never done too many evil things, and I don't have much evil power. I can break away from the Seven Evils and establish my own [Hunyuan Sect]."

"Separating families is a good idea! I agree."

"It's also a good idea. My star-absorbing lineage has long had the idea of ​​moving to the far west. The power of the star magnet there is strong, which is suitable for our practice."

…

These many sounds made people shocked and dumbfounded.

Good guy!

When the young sect leader Jia Sanyuan opened his mouth, instead of making the Seven Evil Sect share the same hatred, he fell into internal strife?

As they talked, they started to make a fuss about breaking up the family.

Of course, there is a lot of drama in this, and I want the masters from Bei Chan Temple and Xuan Dao Sect not to be too harsh.

Unfortunately, at this moment, no matter how hard you try, it's in vain.

On the side of the Zulong Society, there are two local geniuses who have been overshadowed by the geniuses, the true successors of the two sects of Bei Chan and Xuandao.

Kill the thief monk!

Linghuying!

The two men's expressions suddenly changed, as if they had received some message.

Without any delay, he sent a message to everyone at the same time:

"Everyone!"

"My master sent a secret message, telling us not to hold back and not to let the tiger go back to the mountain."

"There is no need to be afraid of Nalaoshizi's forbidden method of self-destruction. Our Bei Chan Temple has been prepared for it. When we attacked the evil cave, we brought the temple's treasure [Muni's Sky-Calming Bead] with us. If this treasure is sacrificed, it can calm the earth, water and fire in a moment.

Feng is not afraid of the Seven Evil Sect’s poisonous plan of returning together.”

"The Xuan Dao Sect also had expectations and deliberately revealed the treasure [Yin Yang Treasure Fan] before attacking the Seven Evils Cave. This treasure is an ancient treasure. It is derived from Yin and Yang and is immune to all evils. It can eliminate the power of the Seven Evil Sect's self-destruction of the cave."

"My teachers have all said that the Seven Evil Sect colluded with the alchemist Yang Longxi, causing the Crescent Province to suffer a loss of life and a great loss of vitality. The price cannot be paid unless the Taoism is destroyed."

"No peace!"

"the Unforgiven!"

"Kill them all!"

Three messages came in succession, and murderous intent rushed towards me.

The cultivators of Zulong Society looked at each other, feeling surprised and at the same time they also understood.

Now it's not just the Crescent Uprising and the overthrow of the Flesh Factory, it's also involving orthodoxy disputes.

The Taoist and Buddhist sects in the Crescent Province have tacitly united and must kill the "third party" called the Seven Evil Sect.

Emperor Ying Qing was wise enough, and he naturally understood instantly.

So at this moment, he looked at Jia Sanyuan, pointed at the Corpse Gate and the Seven Evil Cave, shook his head and said:

"Jia Sanyuan, I think you could have predicted it yourself."

"At such a moment, the momentary energy is useless. Even if I am willing to bet with you, the seniors of Bei Chan and Xuan Dao sects will not agree."

"But I allow you, I will still fight you, and you will die in the hands of me, Emperor Ying Qing."

"Fellow Taoists, I think you won't take this killing thing from me."

Emperor Ying Qing uttered some words, and all the cultivators in Shangyang City responded loudly.

If the cultivators were worried before, they all felt relieved after hearing the message from Monk Killing the Thief and Ling Huying.

Everyone knows that victory is imminent and they will be able to enjoy the benefits in a short time. No one wants to bring trouble to themselves and fight with a crazy jade-faced fairy.

Jia Sanyuan dared to challenge the "Reincarnated Ancestral Dragon Ying Qing Emperor" to fight, so he was naturally somewhat confident.

Unfortunately, he was rejected and even humiliated by his teachers.

He is his biological father, Old Monster Jia, the leader of the Seven Evil Sect.

After the elders and masters of the various veins finished speaking, they issued an order:

"My son Sanyuan, let's cut our throats with the alchemist."

"Starting today, the Seven Evil Sect will be closed for three hundred years."

Hearing these two sentences, Jia Sanyuan's blood suddenly turned cold.

A sad smile appeared on the torn face, and he immediately began to kneel down to the corpse door.

At the same time, there were words in his mouth, which seemed to be crying or lamenting:

"Father, all teachers and teachers are confused."

"At this stage, I still want to close my sect to avoid disaster. The two sects of Bei Zen and Xuan Dao have come out in full force. Not even a single Bliss has been sent to help the Ancestral Dragon Society. In addition to not wanting to be contaminated by evil forces, it is not just to wipe it out in one go.

The Seven Evils Sect? This is a battle for the orthodoxy, and it is so brutal, how can you be allowed to retreat?"

"If I don't win today, the Seven Evil Sect will cease to exist."

"Forget it, I originally wanted to inspire people to fight for a chance of survival."

"It is impossible and impossible. It is better for all the teachers to die in my hands than to be killed by Bei Chan and Xuan Dao..."

When he said the last sentence, Jia Sanyuan's voice gradually became deeper and deeper.

In the field, only Han Xiao, Yang Cang, and Ying Qingdi who were close could hear it.

When the first two heard this, they were just shocked.

As for Emperor Ying Qing, a warning sign suddenly rang in his heart.

"not good!"

Instead of retreating, he advanced, intending to kill.

But the next moment, something unexpected happened that shocked him, the Zulong Society, and even all the monks of the Seven Evils Sect. They couldn't believe it.

Jia Sanyuan was halfway through worshiping, but he didn't even pay attention to Emperor Ying Qing who came towards him.

With a flick of his sleeves and robe, ten rays of blood shot out, hitting Yang Cang, the legitimate son of the Yang family.

He immediately screamed, and immediately his body froze on the spot, unable to move.

The bloody light was too fast, and Yang Cang had his back turned to Jia Sanyuan, acting as his bodyguard. How could he have expected that he would be attacked and killed.

In just an instant, this strong man's three souls and seven souls were robbed.

It dispersed in a moment, leaving an empty body.

Even Tao Qian, Zhong Ziyang and others only had time to see the general appearance of the object in the bloody light, but they were ten steel needles measuring three inches and five inches, filled with blood and filled with ferocious energy.

"It's the evil treasure [Soul-killing Blood Needle]. Once struck, the soul will be scattered in an instant, and Yang Cang will be dead."

"For fear of a conspiracy, kill Jia Sanyuan immediately."

Zhong Ziyang was knowledgeable and immediately screamed.

At the same time, without further delay, he clapped the exquisite gourd in his hand and 160,000 taels of fine dust needles poured out.
To be continued...