Yun Mu was able to defeat the Yin God Realm True Immortal in that Zhang City, but how could that Yin God Realm True Immortal be compared to the Xuan Le of the Yang God Realm?

The gap between the two is like a thin water and a stormy wave, which is not at the same level at all!

Even if it was Yun Mu, his heart seemed to fall to the bottom at this moment.

His face turned pale in an instant, and he even regretted it in his heart, he had never heard Qin Hao's words, although he didn't know who Qin Hao was, but these few words also showed Qin Hao's foresight.

Soon, he reacted and said with a sneer: "Since the Xuanle True Immortal has descended here, this Xuanyuan Immortal Milk should be given to you, so I will leave with a group of Qingyun Immortal Sect disciples, and please ask the Xuanle True Immortal not to blame!"

When the words fell, it was those disciples of the Qingyun Immortal Sect who couldn't help but be shocked.

However, there is no way to do it, that Xuan Le is a cultivator who is thirsty for killing, especially a disciple of a hunting great sect or some strong people in the same realm.

Even though the temptation of Xuanyuan Immortal Milk is too great, they still understand that chance is only secondary, and wealth and life are the first.

It would be great if you could get out of the cluster at this moment.

Of course, how can there be such a thing in the world?

The smile on Xuan Le's face was very, and he looked at Yun Mu with a solemn face faintly.

The corners of his mouth grinned: "Guy, I know some about current affairs!"

"Okay, you can leave with the disciples of the Qingyun Immortal Sect!"

When the words fell, Yun Mu's hanging heart was instantly put down, and he gave a salute to Xuan Le Yaoyao, and was about to use his immortal power to leave.

At this moment, another voice slowly sounded.

"But it's not such a casual walk!"

Immediately, there was a bang, and I only saw the power of the immortal thoughts of the Yang God Realm, just like Yue, and went straight down to the head.

Rumble!

A group of Jindan Realm disciples took a step back suddenly, as if they had been hit by a mountain, especially some monks who were slightly inferior in strength, and they even snorted, spurting out a large mouthful of blood from their mouths, all looking at Xuan Le with hesitation on their faces.

Even Yun Mu and several other Yin God Realm True Immortals couldn't bear the power of that immortal thought, and they took a few steps back, and their faces also flashed with a few glimmers.

"Senior Xuanle, you ...... like this"

Yun Mu stared at Xuanle, there was anger in his eyes, but it was difficult to speak.

Even if he has some hole cards, it is just facing an ordinary Yang God Realm True Immortal, and let him face a Xuan Le who is not weak in the Yang God Realm, he is a little inferior.

The smile on Xuan Le's face was still the same, but that smile was more contemptuous and controlling.

"Those who know the times, don't they know that they will hand over all the income from the ruins of the royal city?"

"People can leave, but the immortal treasure medicine must be left!"

The corners of his mouth tuckled, "If not, I'll just get it myself!"

As soon as the words fell, the disciples of the Qingyun Immortal Sect felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, and the chill was biting.

Xuan Le's eyes were still shining, and in front of him, these disciples of the Qingyun Immortal Sect were like ants.

"I'm short on time, so ......"

"You only have ten breaths to think about it!"

Between his fingers, there was already a touch of immortal power condensed between his fingers, "After ten breaths, it's not time for you to control it!"

When the words fell, everyone's hearts were shocked, and their faces were ......

Such as mourning!

Under the pressure of the immortal thoughts of the Yang God Realm, even a true immortal of the Yin God Realm like Yun Mu is difficult to resist, and the whole person is like a lonely boat in the sea.

Especially those disciples who only had the Jindan Realm, their whole body was shaky, and they had to surrender under the pressure of this immortal thought at any time.

Yun Mu's face also turned pale, "Senior Xuanle, why do you have to work so hard!?"

Xuan Le looked normal and disagreed, "This is a bitter and bitter force, this immortal realm has always been respected by the strong, and in the realm of the Qingyun Immortal Sect, how many forces dare to touch the eyebrows of the Qingyun Immortal Sect?"

"It's me, it seems that I'm also on the bounty list of your Qingyun Immortal Sect!"

"I won't talk nonsense with you anymore, there's still three breaths left!"

The coercion of Xuan Le's rotating immortal thoughts gradually increased, even if it was Yun Mu, it was more and more uncomfortable.

However, among this group of disciples of the Qingyun Immortal Sect, there is a figure that seems to be in a piece of nothingness, and the coercion of Xuanle's immortal thoughts is even more like nothing.

I saw Qin Hao standing with his hands in his hands, the snow-white robe fluttering gently in the breeze, and Qin Hao's eyes were also indifferent.

Qin Hao's face was ordinary, and he sighed lightly, "I warned you before, since you don't listen, you can only reap the consequences." ”

He glanced at Xuanle and spoke again: "And you don't really think that after Xuanle robbed you of your opportunity, he would let you leave like this!?"

"If that's the case, you're too young and stupid!"

Qin Hao's eyes were indifferent, and he swept over the many disciples of the Qingyun Immortal Sect one by one, "I never thought that such a stupid monk would be able to cultivate to this point!"

Just when many Qingyun Immortal Sect disciples felt that the white-robed disciple was still talking coldly, a voice with a hint of coolness had slowly sounded.

"The three breaths have come, it seems that you are ......"

Before the words fell, a disciple of the Qingyun Immortal Sect with the Golden Pill Realm took a step forward.

"Senior Xuanle, I can hand over the immortal treasure medicine in my hand!"

As he spoke, he took out a storage bag from his bosom and directly handed over all the gains from the ruins of this royal city.

In front of Xuan Le, even Yun Mu didn't have the slightest room for resistance, let alone these disciples of the Jindan Realm?

It's like slaughtering a chicken!

"At this time, haven't you seen that Xuanle's intentions!?" Yun Mu stared at the Jindan Realm disciple who had taken a step earlier.

He wasn't that stupid, and when Xuan Le showed this intention, he had already guessed Xuan Le's plan.

"It seems that you, a son of the Yin God Realm, have never broken your brain cultivation!" Xuan Le glanced at Yun Mu lightly, he sighed lightly, and the next moment, almost all the immortal thoughts that he could use moved, and the terrifying immortal thoughts were pressed against many disciples of the Qingyun Immortal Sect.

Not only that, but in the palm of his hand, there was also a flying knife that was only three inches big like a willow leaf, and the flying knife was crisp all over, and there were a few mysterious veins on it.

Lancet Flying Knife!

In Xuan Le's palm, the power of the true immortal was constantly refined, and at the same time, the willow leaf flying knife flew towards where Yun Mu was.

In his eyes, at this moment, the killing intent was undoubtedly revealed.

It's just a group of Qingyun Immortal Sect disciples who have never reached the Yang God Realm, who can stop him!?