Ye Qingqing didn't see it, and Fang Qingshan wasn't 100% sure.
But at this moment, the two powerful men of the unknown Tianhuang Demon Sect who attacked from the sky were punched by Chen Hai twice, and they were beaten to a pulp. They saw it with their own eyes.
What is the strength of those two people?
Fang Qingshan had never done anything with them, so he didn't know.
However, since they can manifest their true forms and soar in the sky, it goes without saying that they should be cultivators at the same level as Chang Tie before him.
"Husband, you are so awesome. I knew you could do it."
Shocked, but Ye Qingqing quickly reacted.
Having been with Chen Hai for so many years, she had seen a lot of Chen Hai's magic in her previous life.
At this moment, several unknown strong men, including Chang Tie, who were far superior to her and even her master Fang Qingshan were no match for them, were easily killed by Chen Hai.
Although she was surprised, she quickly accepted this fact.
"Of course, you pure man, how can you say no!" Without comment, Chen Hai shrugged and smiled.
"Excuse me, are you the senior from back then?"
Fang Qingshan, who was on the side, was troubled for a while, and finally he tentatively spoke and asked.
Although he was already more than 80% sure that the Chen Hai in front of him was the ghost-faced man from back then, he still wanted to hear Chen Hai's personal confirmation.
"Yes, it's me."
"Back then, I entrusted Qingqing to you and asked you to accept her as your disciple. This was indeed a very wise choice."
"You have taught her very well over the years, and I am very satisfied that she has reached this level."
Frowning slightly, Chen Hai hesitated for a while.
He finally did not continue to hide it, but openly admitted the identity of the ghost-faced man he had used back then.
"Sure enough, it's you..." Fang Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this exact answer.
But the next moment, after seeing Chen Hai's actions, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his face became weird again.
Chen Hai, who was originally shirtless and wearing obscene trousers, actually took out a standard gray robe used by the bloodthirsty sect's guest ministers and put it on directly.
Then, he took out his exclusive identity token as a guest guest, waved it at Fang Qingshan, and then hung it on his waist.
He and Ye Qingqing stayed alone in the cave, not to mention shirtless, but even if they were naked, it didn't matter to him.
But now here, there is not only Fang Qingshan, but also two maids, Xiao Cui and Xiao Zi, who are staggering towards this side.
In this situation, Chen Hai naturally felt that it would be more appropriate to wear neat clothes.
As for taking out the identity token and hanging it around his waist, he just wanted to tell Fang Qingshan that he was also a member of the Bloodthirsty Sect, so as to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.
"Senior, are you a guest of the sect?" Fang Qingshan's expression looked as if he had eaten shit, as weird as possible.
He glanced at the identity token on Chen Hai's waist several times and confirmed.
"Yes, it has been more than half a month since I joined the Bloodthirsty Sect and became a guest minister."
"Since Qingqing is cultivating here, is it strange that I come here to be a guest?"
Chen Hai nodded and responded.
Hearing this, Fang Qingshan felt his eyes light up.
He tentatively spoke, and added: "Although I don't know, senior has survived several thunder tribulations, but you have already entered the nine realms of thunder tribulation. This should be a fact."
"Qingqing came to practice under my sect, and I haven't seen you in the past ten years."
"If I guess correctly, you should be looking for a safe place to survive the thunder tribulation!"
"Now, the gate of my Bloodthirsty Sect has been breached. It's a time of life and death. I came here to take Qingqing out of here."
"I also ask the seniors to take action and hold back the powerful members of the Tianhuang Demon Sect so that the sect can retain some vitality and remove more cultivation seeds..."
Speaking sincerely, Fang Qingshan respectfully bowed to Chen Hai several times.
"Evacuate? Evacuate to where? Just stay here, wouldn't it be great?"
"The mountain gate of your Bloodthirsty Sect was really breached by someone, and the Heavenly Demon Sect came to kill you in your lair?"
"You can't even deal with such a small matter. Your Bloodthirsty Sect is not strong enough!"
"For Qingqing's sake, forget it, I'll suffer a bit, let me help you!
With a slight sigh, Chen Hai stood on the mountainside of Cuixia Peak and glanced around.
There were sounds of shouting and killing everywhere, and there were roars and roars everywhere. With his eyesight, he could already see most of the scenes in the Bloodthirsty Sect.
After confirming that the current situation in the sect is really as precarious as Fang Qingshan said, and has reached the edge of destruction.
He thought for a moment and after saying a word, his whole body swayed and his shadow disappeared.
"Senior, Tianhuang Demon Sect has seven thunder tribulations..."
The whole person was stunned. When Fang Qingshan was about to give Chen Hai a few words of warning, he could no longer see the slightest shadow of Chen Hai in his sight.
…
On top of the most majestic and majestic main peak of the Bloodthirsty Sect.
Several hall masters and more than a dozen elders, including the sect leader Gui Wuya, were all seriously injured and had almost completely lost their fighting power.
These people gathered at the top of the mountain, either meditating to recover from their injuries, or lying on the ground unable to get up.
There were even six or seven corpses lying around the area where they were sitting cross-legged.
These corpses belong to only one person from the Tianhuang Demon Sect.
The rest of the people who died were all from the Bloodthirsty Sect.
On the top of the peak, those who were still alive all looked towards the sky.
Ouyang Ming, Zhong Wuxue, and Zhao Wushen fought fiercely and happily with several powerful men from the Tianhuang Demon Sect.
Ouyang Ming's opponent is naturally Sun Jitian, the strongest person in Tianhuang Demon Sect here.
This man dressed in black robes, and after manifesting his true form, he turned into a huge black mountain.
Lightning and thunder intertwined on the Black Mountain, which was the mountain of innate magnetism. The invisible force of magnetism surrounding the mountain was terrifying to the extreme.
Ouyang Ming, who had manifested his true form and turned into a river of blood, was blocked by the power of magnetism. Not only did he hurt Sun Jitian, but he just wanted to get close to him. It was extremely difficult.
Endless strong winds swept across the sky, and countless trees on the mountain peaks were swept up by those strong winds.
The sky was full of dust, mixed with little sparks, making the sky dim.
With the eyesight of Gui Wuya and others, they looked at the sky vaguely and vaguely, unable to clearly see the specific situation.
Ouyang Ming's hair was disheveled and he was wearing a long robe that had turned into a beggar's outfit. Half of his body was stained red with blood. He was obviously seriously injured and was in extreme embarrassment.
In terms of realm, compared with Sun Jitian, he was already at a lower level and had to survive one less thunder tribulation.
In a one-on-one fight, Sun Jitian was able to sustain it until now because he didn't want to get hurt, and he was still fighting for his life.
But even so, Ouyang Ming was still at the end of his strength, and he didn't even know how long he could hold on.
Although Zhong Wuxue, Zhao Wushen and others are also in the Nine Realm Thunder Tribulation, their strength is just like that.
The three of them faced off against four powerful men from the Thunder Tribulation Realm of the Tianhuang Demon Sect.
Zhong Wuxue had already broken an arm, and the blood cloud transformed by Zhao Wushen had shrunk by nearly half.
Compared with Ouyang Ming, their situation was much worse.
But even so, they still have to fight. After all, they know very well that if they fall, the Bloodthirsty Sect will really be finished.
The battle lasted for a while, and the battle between Ouyang Ming and Sun Jitian finally came to a close.
Sun Jitian transformed the black mountain, and the black and white power of the magnetism was clearly visible. It was so majestic that it seemed to be overwhelming, and it had completely enveloped Ouyang Ming.
Ouyang Mingming's true form of blood cloud rushed left and right, but was suppressed by the ubiquitous power of Yuan magnetism, and could not escape its shackles at all.
"Under absolute power, any resistance is futile."
"Ouyang Ming, I advise you not to struggle in vain. You must surrender to the enemy immediately and let me plant a restraint. This is your only way to survive."
"If not, what awaits you will definitely be your soul and soul, and you will die."
Sun Jitian was standing high, looking down.
On the black mountain that he transformed, the power of the elemental magnetism overlapped one after another, dissipating to the surroundings, completely sealing the surrounding void.
Ouyang Ming's range of movement was reduced to only a few feet. The terrifying force of suppression made it impossible for him to maintain his true form, and he regained his human body again.
He stared at Sun Jitian with red eyes: "We haven't decided the winner yet, Sun, don't get too proud too early."
"Even if my soul is really destroyed and I am defeated at your hands, so what? It's just a death, what do I have to fear?"
"I want you to plant a restriction and be enslaved by you? You can even say such stupid things. If you say that your mind is not sick, I am afraid no one will believe it..."
It looked extremely tragic, and Ouyang Ming looked up to the sky and laughed.
His laughter sounded heroic, but there was an obvious hint of the end of a hero.
"ah……"
On the other side, a scream sounded almost at the same time that Ouyang Ming was trapped.
Zhong Wuxue, who had already lost one of his arms, was struck on the head by a Nine Realm Thunder Tribulation from the Tianhuang Demon Sect who seized the opportunity.
With just enough time to let out a scream, Zhong Wuxue fell from the sky and completely lost his breath.
"We have worked hard to develop in this Western Man Mountain Realm for so many years. Is our Bloodthirsty Sect really gone now?"
On the top of the mountain, lying or sitting, Gui Wuya and others, who no longer had much fighting power, looked at each other with despair on their faces when they saw the scenes happening above the horizon.
"Excuse me, are you from the Bloodthirsty Sect?"
"Those who are fighting in the sky, who are friends? Which ones are enemies? Do you know?"
A strange voice suddenly reached the ears of Gui Wuya and others.
Following the source of the sound, everyone looked over.
A young man wearing the ceremonial robes of the bloodthirsty sect's guest ministers, with a guest minister's token hanging around his waist, appeared on the top of the mountain at some unknown moment.