Meng Xueruo was standing in the crowd at this moment, listening to Wu Huan's flowery words, and couldn't help but sneered. It seemed that she was too worried. Can these people become a force? No, they are just stragglers, without any organization.
It's just that everyone has their own agenda.
Under the leadership of Wu Huan, everyone headed north to control the air. Wu Huan and another old man took the lead. The eight realms of transformation were in the middle, and the remaining monks were behind. The group of people flew away in a mighty manner, along the way.
All the monster beast monks gave way.
Wu Huan looked at the people behind him with a flash of high spirits in his eyes.
Meng Xueruo hid in the last wave of people, thinking in her mind that as long as she found Senior Brother Jueming at the destination, the rest would be done later.
About half an hour later, the team stopped. Meng Xueruo looked up and found that this place was a basin with several courtyards in the center. It looked no different from ordinary people's homes.
Wu Huanfei stepped forward, looked at the courtyard, and shouted loudly: "My ghost-killing army from the East Region has arrived, why don't the ghost cultivator Jueming come out and die quickly?"
The sound spread like a wave, and a moment later, a figure in black soared into the sky from the courtyard and came towards the people here at high speed.
Meng Xueruo watched the figure coming from far away, her heart beat faster, and she stared at it. When he flew closer, Meng Xueruo saw the familiar face, her nose became sour, and she almost cried, but she quickly held it back.
, took a few deep breaths, and finally calmed down a little.
Jueming stood out of thin air and stood in front of Wu Huan. Another old man also quickly flew forward, and the two of them faced Jueming from a distance.
"Oh? Ghost-killing army? You?" Jueming looked at the monks in front of him with a sneer.
"Jueming, you killed many of my monks from the Eastern Region. Today we are here to catch you, why don't we just catch you without mercy!?" Wu Huan, dressed in hunting clothes, shouted loudly.
At this time, Jueming asked back: "I killed all the people who deserved to die. They either bullied men and dominated women, harmed living beings, or insulted my old friends. They were all people who deserved to die. What couldn't I kill?"
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Another old man said: "Life and death in this world all have their own destiny, and there is no need for you to intervene. What's more, if you practice the ghost way, you will be an enemy of the righteous people in the world!"
"Righteous people? You guys? You have done so many unfaithful things, yet you dare to call yourself a righteous person in front of me. It's really ridiculous!" Jueming dismissed it, "Why are you talking so much nonsense? If you want to do something, hurry up!"
At this moment, Wu Huan looked back at the crowd and said, "Which hero dares to take the lead!?"
Everyone looked at the two ascended monks in front, both of whom knew how to take action directly. Unexpectedly, they actually left the problem directly to the people behind them. Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
However, Meng Xueruo could see that these two old guys who had ascended to the realm were so shameless. She must not be completely sure that she could win against Jueming, so she planned to let the monks behind him consume his spiritual power first, and then give Jueming a fatal blow in the end.
After hitting the target, they became famous.
If they don't dare, who dares to take it?
Seeing that no one dared to answer, Jueming laughed loudly: "You? The ghost-killing army? A bunch of ragtag, courageless rats!"
At this time, a woman's voice rang out from the crowd: "I'm coming!"
Wu Huan and the other old man looked happy and said: "Sure enough, women are not inferior to men. Okay, this heroine, please!"
At this time, when he heard about the desperate business, he frowned. When he saw a figure in a blue dress rising up in the crowd, his eyes widened, his mouth opened slightly, and his mood began to become unstable.
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Meng Xueruo flew all the way, passing over Wu Huan and the old man's figure, and came to Jueming to look at his more mature face.
"You...you...Xiao Qi!!!" Two lines of tears fell from Jueming's eyes, and his voice became choked up.
Meng Xueruo looked at him and said, "Third Senior Brother, you have lost weight!"
When everyone didn't understand what happened, Jue Ming held Meng Xuelao in his arms and cried while saying: "It's really you... Xiaoqi... It's really you!
!!you are still alive!!!"
Meng Xueruo gently soothed Jueming's back and said, "It's me, Third Senior Brother, it's me!"
"You...were you not given by those killers...!" Jueming wiped away his tears and said with red eyes.
Just as Meng Xueruo was about to explain, Wu Huan suddenly snorted: "So you are in the same group! You dared to deceive us, but you turned out to be a trickster!!!"
"When did I say that I was one of you? I was just a free ride!" Meng Xuelao sneered.
Wu Huan seemed to be angry and said to the people behind him: "Come on, let's join us and kill these two people on the spot to uphold the law of heaven!"
At this time, Jueming pulled Meng Xueruo behind him and said: "Xiao Qi, stand behind, wait until senior brother has dealt with these bastards, and then we can have a good time reminiscing with you!"
Meng Xueruo shook her head and said, "It should still take a lot of effort for you to deal with these people alone, right?"
"It's okay, although it will take some time!" Jueming looked at the two old men in the Ascension Realm and the monk behind him in the Divine Transformation Realm, with a solemn look in his eyes.
"Then, you need some help!" Meng Xueruo said firmly.
"No! As long as senior brother is here, it will never be your turn to take action! Just stand back!" Jueming pretended to be serious and said to Meng Xuelao.
Meng Xueruo smiled and said: "Who wants to help you? There are others who can help you!"
Jueming: "Yeah? Who?"
At this time, Meng Xuerao held the golden hairpin in his hand and shouted loudly: "Come out!!!"
The figures of Feng Mian, Bai Xiangyuan, Yuan Qin, Helian Shishi, You Yun, Pang Shan, Qi Yu, Wu Chenzi, Xiaoyao Xianjun, and Zheng Wuyan all appeared, with powerful soul auras and domineering
The spiritual power began to surge in this space.
Tears of despair burst out again: "Master!!! Eldest brother, second brother, fourth brother, fifth brother, sixth brother! Leader!!! You..." After saying that, he faced Wuchenzi
He knelt down with Immortal Xiaoyao!
Wuchenzi said with tears in his eyes: "Idiot! Don't kneel! Get up, get up!!!"
Jueming quickly stood up and wiped away tears again. In the past two years, he thought that he was just alone. The only thing that supported him in this world was the desire for revenge. But now, his master, brother, and family have returned to his home.
The desperate life around me seemed like a dream, and my heart felt extremely happy.
Standing up, Jueming looked up to the sky and laughed, looking at the monks from the Eastern Region in front of him: "Hahahaha, a bunch of rats, today, I, Jueming, will let you see the methods of my monks from the Tianxian Sect. In front of you, I
You can’t disgrace the name of our Tianxian Sect! Come on! Let’s fight!!!”
After saying that, Jueming's majestic spiritual power spurted out, covering a large area of the sky in an instant. Countless ghosts began to howl, and then they rushed towards the monk camp in the Eastern Region with the black spiritual power. This chapter has been completed!