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Qin Xia looked at the figure in the sky and narrowed his eyes.

Fang Qiong was slightly startled, although she had never seen Qin Xue, she had also heard of Qin Xue's name and knew about that old incident.

At this moment, when I heard some old people exclaim Qin Xue's name one after another, their expressions couldn't help but change suddenly, and they couldn't help but look at Qin Xia's eyes with a little suspicion.

But Qin Xia's expression did not change at all, just looked at Qin Xue in the sky and watched silently.

"Stop it for me!" Qin Xue scolded sharply, "Don't you know that this is the Demon Summoning Sutra!"

Evoke the Demon Sutra!

As soon as these words came out, the elders who were chanting obscure incantations also took a break and swallowed the characters that came to their mouths.

The chanting that should have been lengthy came to an abrupt end, and the power of the obscure spell was suddenly interrupted, causing the qi and blood in the twelve elders' bodies to suddenly surge uncontrollably, and the power of the backlash suddenly burst out, shaking the twelve elders into a mouthful of blood mist, and they all collapsed in place as if they had been drained of their strength.

The twelve phantoms that were approaching the center suddenly stopped in place as if they had lost all their strength.

And the people of the Wu clan also looked at each other, not knowing what the so-called "Demon Summoning Sutra" in Qin Xue's mouth was.

"Everyone quickly retreated. The drama suddenly turned around and commanded in a loud voice.

As the patriarch, since the order had been issued, the people of the Wu clan did not dare to hesitate, and immediately quickly retreated outward, leaving only a cadre with an important position in the clan.

The eyes of the drama looked at Qin Xia, and said with shock: "Is this really the Demon Summoning Sutra?"

Qin Xue's eyes looked at Qin Xia, her voice raised slightly, and said, "All this, are you doing it?"

Qin Xia sighed before saying, "My good sister, I haven't seen you for more than three hundred years, and as soon as you come back, will you go against me again?"

Qin Xue's expression changed slightly, and she said in disbelief: "I'm against you?"

Qin Xue didn't know why Qin Xia thought she was against her, just as she didn't understand why Qin Xia was doing that to her in the first place.

"It's you who are making the Wu clan pay more blood......" Qin Xue looked at Qin Xia, and her voice sank a little.

"The Wu clan is already in decline, sister, open your eyes and look at the history of the Wu clan for tens of thousands of years. Declining day by day, getting weaker and weaker day by day, the witch clan who dared to brazenly argue with the entire demon world back then has declined into what it is now. Qin Xia clenched the crutches in his hand, "Always think of some way to revitalize the Wu clan." ”

"The clash between the Wu clan and the entire demon world is a myth at all......" Qin Xue looked at the crazy gaze in Qin Xia's eyes, her voice became colder and colder, she knew that Qin Xia had gone crazy, "The method you are using now has been proven to only bring more disasters to the Wu clan in that disaster tens of thousands of years ago. The decline of the Wu clan today is to blame for the Demon Sutra. ”

Fang Qiong listened sneeringly, looking at the silent elders with some blankness, what is the Demon Summoning Sutra, why did she, the Holy Maiden, never know?

"Back then, we took a wrong step by missing the seven levels, and now that the seven levels have returned to our hands, we may not be wrong. Qin Xia replied affirmatively.

Qin Xue sneered slightly: "Are you sure that you will succeed? Can you afford the price of failure?"

Qin Xia laughed a few times and said: "Failure is just the destruction of the Wu Clan, anyway, the current Wu Clan will perish sooner or later, but it is just a few years in advance, what is there to fear?"

"You're crazy. There was a deep panic in the eyes of the drama, he staggered forward, side by side with Qin Xue, looking at Qin Xia's eyes full of shock, "For so many years, I never knew...... You've gone crazy to such an extent that you gamble on the future of the entire Wu Clan......"

As he spoke, he held the crutches in his hand tightly, and the gray light was entangled in the crutches of the play, and he raised the crutches high and said, "I will ...... today."

“…… Clean up the portal.

Qin Xue lightly spit out the next four words.

A bright sword light lit up in the dark night, like a mountain range, from behind Qin Xue, penetrating into the chest of the drama.

The sword light was so bright that it seemed to be frost and snow, and the frost and snow under the bright moon and clear light were the frost and snow that would not melt for ten thousand years on the top of that mountain range.

The sword light turned slightly, and the body of the drama suddenly shook and flew out upside down, until a few feet away, and then it stopped its body.

As soon as the expressions of the drama changed, the expressions of the elders and Qin Xia also changed.

This sword light was not fierce, but it came suddenly, too suddenly.

No one knew why such a sword light suddenly penetrated, because Qin Xue didn't use a sword, and the aura of this sword didn't belong to Qin Xue.

A young man slowly emerged from behind Qin Xue, holding a sword in his hand.

That sword light came from this sword, from this young man.

The wound on his chest that was shattered by this sword healed in an instant, and he looked at this young man with some consternation, not knowing which family this young man was, he had such a cultivation at a young age.

What treasures could he have on his body that could completely obscure his aura and his figure?

The most shocking was Lan Zhi.

Because she had seen this young man, this young man was the same young man who fell down at that time, and the young man who was not high in cultivation, and who was seriously injured and poisoned should have died in her imagination.

But he didn't die, he still appeared here, and even gave the drama a sword.

Yan Qingyu looked at Chu Feng and laughed.

The smile couldn't stop the blood flowing all over her body to take away Yan Qingyu's strength, and as soon as her spirit relaxed, she closed her eyes weakly.

Chu Feng clenched his sword, he wanted to rush up to save Yan Qingyu, but he didn't move, because there was still a big enemy to deal with.

This may be the first time that Chu Feng has faced the enemy head-on, and he is a master of this level, which makes Chu Feng a little nervous.

He took a deep breath and slowly calmed down his nervousness, trying to keep himself as calm as he could.

It's just like when I practiced swords with Senior Sister Liu Yu.

"Wet drama, your acting skills are too clumsy. Qin Xue turned her head slightly, looking at the drama out of the corner of her eye, full of disdain, "For more than three hundred years, you haven't grown at all, which really disappoints me." ”

"Huh. The drama laughed a few times before saying slowly, "Facing the Holy Maiden of Qin Xue, it will not be your opponent to give the drama another hundred years." ”

Qin Xue was silent for a moment before she said, "It sounds like you have a lot of dissatisfaction with me. ”

The drama didn't answer this question, but said: "Since you have also regained your freedom, this matter is already doomed to no better outcome." ”

Qin Xia also sighed softly, his body slowly floated in the air, looked at Qin Xue, and said leisurely: "My good sister, I originally thought that I could return your freedom after my death, but I didn't expect that this day would come so early. ”

Qin Xue couldn't help but smile a few times and said, "I see, should I thank you for caring so much about our sisters' affection?"

Qin Xia frowned slightly, looked at the young man behind Qin Xue, and said, "Is he the one who gave you back your freedom?"

Qin Xue bowed slightly.

"Is he going to fight alongside you too?" Qin Xia asked again.

Qin Xue still nodded silently.

"A two-on-two battle, a fair duel. Qin Xia smiled slightly, the wrinkled skin on the surface of her body continued to dry and crack, peeling off little by little, "Finally, there is such a day for us to know, our sisters, who is stronger." ”