After crossing the Glacier Ferry, you will reach a flat plain, directly leading to the main altar of Xueyunmen.
The main altar of Xueyunmen is a huge underground palace, hidden hundreds of feet underground and extremely secretive.
The entrance to the Xueyun Sect's main altar is shrouded in a fog formation, making it impossible for most people to find the entrance.
This fog formation is the masterpiece of the demon god. Even with Qin Mo's strength, it would be difficult to find the entrance.
However, as long as there is an acquaintance to lead the way, everything will fall into place.
"The entrance to the main altar is right here..."
Deep in the heavy mist, an old man with scars all over his body, a bruised nose and a swollen face spoke tremblingly.
There was an iron chain tied around his neck, lying on the ground like a dog, without daring to raise his head.
As the helmsman of the seventh branch, being treated like a dog is truly an unprecedented humiliation.
But he had no temper at all and honestly led Qin Mo.
"So the entrance is here."
Qin Mo looked carefully and finally saw a flaw.
He stepped suddenly with the sole of his foot, causing the earth to tremble.
boom……
The flat ice in front of me suddenly collapsed, revealing a wide staircase that extended toward the ground.
This is the road leading to the main altar of Xueyunmen.
"Brother, please spare me!"
The old man raised his eyes and looked at Qin Mo, wagging his tail and begging for mercy.
"The first six have gone down, you should follow, and the whole family will be in order."
Say it.
Qin Mo fell with a palm and took away the old man's life.
These people are all extremely vicious, and none of them deserves sympathy.
Qin Mo didn't have any psychological burden at all after killing these people.
"What about the Bloody Cloud Sect's main forum? I'm going to try it out today."
Qin Mo's eyes narrowed and he ducked into the tunnel.
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Xueyunmen General Altar.
An extremely eerie hall with swaying will-o'-the-wisps.
Ancestor Youxuan was pacing back and forth, his face full of anxiety.
Suddenly, a hoarse voice came, "Youxuan, why are you looking for me in such a hurry?"
Deep in the darkness, an old man wearing a white robe and long eyebrows reaching to the ground walked slowly.
This is one of the three great ancestors, the Wuchen Patriarch.
Old Man Wuchen has the highest prestige, the strongest strength, and the oldest qualifications.
In the entire Xueyun Sect, except for the headmaster, Patriarch Wuchen's orders are imperial edicts.
Moreover, at certain critical moments, the headmaster of the Xueyun Sect would also consult Patriarch Wuchen before making decisions.
"Senior Brother Wuchen, you must save me this time!"
Ancestor Youxuan leaned against him, even though he was old, he was like a child who had done something wrong, hugging Ancestor Wuchen's thigh and begging.
"What's wrong with you?"
Ancestor Wuchen kicked the opponent away.
Disgust written all over his face.
Ancestor Wuchen can't stand this, so there must be nothing good going on.
Ancestor Youxuan knelt on the ground and crawled towards the opponent again. He was like a piece of candy, unable to get rid of him no matter how hard he shook it off.
"Senior Brother Wuchen, if you don't help me, I will be dead, and so will the Xueyun Sect."
Ancestor Youxuan cried.
"What's going on? I'm in seclusion. If you dare to play tricks on me, I'll be the first to kill you without anyone else taking action."
Ancestor Wuchen’s dissatisfaction was beyond words.
"It's that disciple of Fulong Sect named Qin Mo. He, he chased me all the way to the main altar."
Ancestor Youxuan said with a red face.
He was originally ashamed to talk about this matter, but it was a matter of life and death, and he did not dare to hesitate.
"Qin Mo? Is he the Qin Mo who killed many of our faction's masters?"
Ancestor Wuchen groaned.
But then he frowned, "Wait a minute, what did you just say? He chased you all the way to the main altar?"
"yes……"
Ancestor Youxuan is embarrassed.
"Are you kidding me? The Blood Cloud Sect has deployed seven lines of defense, each of which is like an iron gate. How can he pursue him to the main altar?"
Ancestor Wuchen rolled his eyes.
"Senior Brother Wuchen, you may not know in retreat, but the seven branches of the Blood Cloud Sect have... been completely destroyed."
Ancestor Youxuan lowered his head, his ears turned red.
"What? All seven rudders were destroyed?"
Ancestor Wuchen’s two long eyebrows popped up.
It was almost like he was hearing a joke.
"Impossible. Didn't Hetu go to the Valley of the Corpse King? Where are the people from Hetu? Why did he stand by and watch?"
Ancestor Wuchen shook his head repeatedly.
Ancestor Youxuan did not dare to say a word and buried his head even lower.
"Could it be that He Tu also..."
Ancestor Wuchen took a breath of cold air.
After guessing this result, he also fell into deep thought for a long time.
The strength of Patriarch Hetu is only a hair below his.
If the ancestors of Hetu died in Qin Mo's hands, then he might not be able to stop Qin Mo.
What's the point of Youxuan coming to ask for help?
"Why did you provoke Qin Mo?"
Ancestor Wuchen stared at Youxuan.
"He has a friend who is of the ancient god's bloodline. I wanted to capture him and offer him to the Demon God, but I didn't expect this kid to pursue him..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Wuchen Patriarch angrily, "You greedy fool, why did you say you had nothing to do with him?"
"Qin Mo, this kid, can kill so many masters of the Blood Cloud Sect and can even escape from the Demon God. He is naturally lucky.
Just for the blood of an ancient god, you set yourself on fire and put the entire Blood Cloud Sect into crisis. You are simply the eternal sinner of the Blood Cloud Sect."
Ancestor Wuchen was so angry that he jumped up and down.
"Isn't this for Lord Demon God?"
Patriarch Youxuan argued.
"You still dare to quibble? Lord Demon God has obtained the divine weapon of the heavens, and it is only a matter of time before he breaks free from the seal. Bloodline of the Ancient God is not a necessary condition at all.
Did you come back with the ancient god's blood for the demon god's sake, or for your own selfishness? Do you think I'm a fool?"
Ancestor Wuchen was furious.
It is obvious that Ancestor Youxuan captured Meng Feixue just to get rewards from the demon god.
If he told the truth honestly, he might be able to win everyone's sympathy.
But he is still making excuses, which really makes Patriarch Wuchen angry.
"Get out! Get away as far as possible!"
Ancestor Wuchen turned his back, too lazy to look at him again.
Ancestor Youxuan knelt on the ground and begged: "I know that I was confused for a moment. I am willing to dedicate the blood of the ancient gods to you, senior brother. I only ask you to save me this time."
Ancestor Wuchen gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Idiot, don't you understand now? No one can save you anymore."
Although Ancestor Youxuan is stupid and bad, he is the core backbone of Xueyun Sect after all.
If possible, Patriarch Wuchen would naturally come to the rescue.
But Qin Mo was so fierce that he defeated seven sects and even killed the ancestor of Hetu.
Whoever encounters this kind of evil star will be unlucky.
Ancestor Wuchen didn't have the confidence to fight Qin Mo, so he naturally didn't want to get himself into trouble.
Seeing this, Ancestor Youxuan was also disheartened.
He slowly got up and said coldly: "Where is the Master? I want to see the Master!"
"Do you think the Master Headmaster has time to take care of you now? The Demon God is busy over there, so you can fend for yourself!"
Ancestor Wuchen snorted coldly and was about to leave.
But at this moment, there was a loud noise outside the hall, and the heavy door was blasted open.