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Chapter 623

puff!

He spit out a mouthful of blood and took a few steps back.

"No!" Mu Hanyi screamed.

Just when everyone thought Xu Qingyun was going to kill him, Xu Qingyun waved his hand and dispersed the golden seal hanging above his head.

Xu Qingyun turned around, looked at the people in the Witch Doctor Valley, and said coldly: "Hand over the Zhuge Family's Eight Formations of the Universe."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ninth elder of the Witch Doctor Valley came over tremblingly and handed a wooden box to Xu Qingyun.

Xu Qingyun opened the wooden box and took a look. Inside was a stone plate. It was neither gold nor silver, nor iron nor jade. The stone plate was octagonal, with countless runes densely engraved on it. It was simple and mysterious.

It is exactly the same as the Eight Formations of Heaven and Earth that Zhuge Qimeng and others described to Xu Qingyun, and it is expected that these people would not dare to fool him with a fake one.

Xu Qingyun directly put the Eight Formations of Heaven and Earth into the storage ring.

Turning around again, Xu Qingyun looked at Hua Heming's pale face and said coldly: "As the owner of the Witch Doctor Valley, if you still only care about yourself and don't rectify the Witch Doctor Valley, there will be no more Witch Doctor Valley in Great Xia.

name."

After Xu Qingyun said this, everyone looked at him in horror.

The figure is like an immortal, floating in the sky, flying into the sky, and walking on the clouds.

"This, this, this..."

What they saw was a man flying up into the sky.

Could it be that Master Xu has become a god?

Everyone in the Witch Doctor Valley was shocked as they looked at the disappearing figure.

At this moment, they truly understood how terrifying Master Xu was. He was flying in the sky and walking on clouds. He was probably a god.

It is normal for the Valley Master to be defeated.

Mu Hanyi breathed a sigh of relief. It was great that Xu Qingyun did not kill his master.

Xu Qingyun had no intention of killing Hua Heming, he just wanted to teach him a lesson and wake him up to clean up the Witch Doctor Valley.

Hua Heming looked back from where Xu Qingyun disappeared, sighed softly, and looked gloomy.

Although he had not returned to Witch Doctor Valley often over the years about the things that the disciples of Witch Doctor Valley did, it was impossible to say that he had not discovered any clues.

It's just that he didn't expect it to be so serious and that the disciples of Witch Doctor Valley would make such a big mistake.

Hua Heming raised his head and looked at the now gorgeous Medical Palace in the Witch Doctor Valley.

The Witch Doctor Valley has been passed down for hundreds of years. The first owner of the valley, Wu Yi Ming, established the Witch Doctor Valley with the purpose of hanging pots to help the world and save the common people.

But now it seems that it has gone further and further, and the Witch Doctor Valley has long lost its original intention.

Xu Qingyun is right, if the Witch Doctor Valley is not rectified, Daxia will no longer be known as the Witch Doctor Valley.

"Diopto, come here!"

Hua Heming looked at the great elder and saw that although he was seriously injured, the pressure and aura belonging to the Valley Master had not dissipated.

The great elder refracted and walked over tremblingly, then plopped down and knelt down in front of Hua Heming.

"Valley Master, I'm sorry! I was incompetent and failed to manage the Witch Doctor Valley well, allowing the elders and disciples to make such a big mistake!"

The great elder bowed his head and said.

The rest of the people in the Witch Doctor Valley knelt down one after another when they saw the great elder acting like this, with dejected expressions.

"It turns out, it's all true."

When the great elder bowed his head like this, Hua Heming knew that everything Xu Qingyun said before was true, and there was no need to investigate and prove it.

For a moment, Hua Heming seemed to have aged ten years.

His white hair fell down like an old man in his twilight years.
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