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Chapter 420 Crushing

Qin Shaoyou pondered for a long time.

The current chaos in the Mingzhou Immortal Realm must be related to the five Fusion Realm monks. Perhaps we can use the Tianying Gate to follow the clues and find the culprits.

He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the black scales.

The latter nodded tacitly, and it seemed that the two of them had thought of something together.

So, Qin Shaoyou asked again:

"Who is the great elder you just mentioned?"

"Junior doesn't know..."

Zhao Feiyu is only a disciple in the early stage of foundation building, and he has not been a member of the Tianying Sect for a long time, so he does not have the authority to know many things within the sect.

However, after he finished saying this, he felt something was wrong.

"Although this junior has never met the Great Elder, but now that I think about it carefully, he should be the Nascent Soul Rogue Cultivator who fought with others in Xiaoniu Ridge not long ago. It is said that this person practices an evil method and is good at harvesting yin and replenishing yang.

Technique."

"He wants our Tianying Sect to capture so many women and bring them back. It must be to heal himself!"

The more Zhao Feiyu talked, the more excited he became. His biological sister was abducted by evil people back then, and her whereabouts are still unknown.

And the reason why he chose to let those women go privately was because he didn't want to become the person he once deeply hated!

"This junior knows that the two seniors are very powerful, so I ask the seniors to take action to kill these evil and evil ways!"

He seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly he fell to the ground in submission.

This is a bit beyond Qin Shaoyou's expectation.

However, even if Zhao Feiyu didn't say this, Qin Shaoyou still wanted to go to Tianyingmen. In this case, he would just go down the slope.

"No need to be polite, just lead the way."

With that said, he grabbed Zhao Feiyu and shot him in a certain direction.

Black Scale followed closely behind.

The Tianying Sect is about five hundred miles away from here. The leader Liu Wusi has specifically stated that abducting women and children cannot be near the Tianying Sect. Therefore, many of these disciples have escaped when they went out to "do tasks".

Only take action at a distance.

However, this is a mere five hundred miles, which may take some time for low-level monks, but Qin Shaoyou only spent a cup of tea to reach the place pointed by Zhao Feiyu.

This was because he deliberately slowed down because Zhao Feiyu's body could not withstand such a large impact.

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However, this was enough to make Zhao Feiyu so surprised that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.

Five hundred miles away, just a cup of tea, even the great elder couldn't do it, right?

This time, he felt completely relieved.

"Senior, this is Tianying Mountain. The Great Elder is in the Zihua Palace on the top of the mountain. He does not allow anyone to get close to it."

Zhao Feiyu pointed to a hall hidden in the darkness in the distance and said.

At this time, the hall was brightly lit, accompanied by bursts of heart-stopping blood. Although there was no sound, it still felt a bit creepy.

"Since you brought us here, let's go and see it together."

Before Qin Shaoyou finished speaking, he had already rushed out.

Besides, there is a giant magic circle in the Zihua Hall. A black flag is inserted in the center of the magic circle. A bright red light emerges from the flag. The bloody color seen from a distance is this flag.

Scattered from the flag.

Under the flag, a scrawny old man in gray robes sat. In front of the old man lay one or two almost shriveled corpses. Judging from the clothes, one was a woman and the other was a child.

At this time, blood energy was continuously emerging from the two corpses, and the blood energy was absorbed into the flags. Then, the flags transported the condensed blood energy into the old man's body.

This person is the great elder mentioned by Zhao Feiyu, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator of Xue Banner San.

He sacrifices human beings here to steal their energy and blood, and while healing himself, he can also increase his lifespan.

Even though he is only practicing with a mortal now, it is because the injury in his body has not healed yet. When his injury is completely healed, he plans to practice with a monk.

Once upon a time, a "devil" like him was something that everyone would yell at and punish, but now...

I heard that even those great masters who came out of the Forbidden Spirit Zone have entered the "devil path". Now that everyone in the entire Mingzhou Immortal Cultivation World is in danger, there is no way to care about him.

"It seems that it won't be long before I can move on to the next step of practice..."

While Xue Banner was thinking about it, he suddenly felt something in his heart and immediately opened his eyes.

But at this time, I saw three men appearing outside the door of the main hall. Two of them did not have any spiritual power fluctuations on their bodies. They should be mortals without a doubt, but the one who looked the youngest among them was actually an early-stage foundation-builder.

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And judging from the clothes he was wearing, he was from the Tianying Sect.

Now, he felt very unhappy.

"Ignorant junior!"

"Why don't you kneel down when you see me?!"

He shouted out loudly, expecting to scare the little Foundation Establishment monk to his knees in an instant. Unexpectedly, the three people opposite him didn't react at all. Instead, the two mortals among them looked at him as if they were a fool.

But the disciple of the Tianying Sect didn't even look at him, and all his eyes fell on the two mummies in front of him.

At this time, Xue Banren Sanren was completely angered, but he was furious. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhao Feiyu. A terrifying suction force came out from his hand, trying to ignore him.

The disciples crushed him to death.

However, he obviously forgot the existence of the other two.

Zhao Feiyu was not sucked away, but his attention was indeed attracted by the withered claw.

The next moment, he showed a horrified expression.

His memory suddenly returned to more than thirty years ago.

That year, Zhao Feiyu's little sister had just turned seventeen, and right under his nose, the little sister was sucked out of the air by a hand, and she was never heard from again.

A chill surged into his heart and went straight to his forehead.

"It's you!"

"Did you kill my sister?!"

"snort!"

"If I don't remember killing your sister, I probably won't remember you either!"

He jumped up, grabbed the blood flag, and rushed out of the Zihua Palace.

He aimed the blood flag at Zhao Feiyu's chest, intending to stab the three of them to death on the blood flag. However, just when he flew out, he saw a man in green behind Zhao Feiyu, stretching out a hand towards him.

Just press it lightly.

There was a loud bang.

The blood flag scattered people were blasted into the stone slab from top to bottom by a huge force. At the same time, a dazzling thunder suddenly came from the originally clear night sky, and in an instant, the blood flag was chopped into pieces.

It became fragments all over the sky.

Qin Shaoyou turned his hand into a palm, and with a gentle squeeze, he captured the Nascent Soul of the Blood Banner Sanren through the air.

Covered by spiritual thoughts, he forcibly searched this person's memory, and soon he found the information he needed.

Then, he clenched his palm into a fist and crushed the Nascent Soul into pieces.

"Beimang Mountain, Yunxia Sect!"

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