Qin Yue's face turned cold. The pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info in vain for her previous gift of Dan, and at the moment of crisis, she was the first one to be betrayed by this group of people!

She eased the anger in her heart and said secretly, "This group of people is against morality, how far can they go on the path of cultivation?" Too lazy to bother with them. ”

It's just that she didn't think that the cultivation path of these people would come to an end.

Fu Yi snorted coldly, raised his hand and waved his sleeves, and the few people who had just pointed out Qin Yue immediately fell silently, and even Qin Yue didn't see how Fu Yi made a move.

"Those who betray the alliance will not be kept." Fu Yi said lightly, and then a touch of ruthlessness appeared on his face, "Of course the rest of the people ...... I can't live! ”

Qin Yue was stunned for a long time. She vaguely felt that the Fuyi in front of her was different from the Fuyi she met in Yuhai many years ago. Listening to the meaning of his words, he didn't even intend to spare her life.

Everyone was even more shocked when they heard this, and turned around to escape, but they were intimidated by Fuyi's coercion and couldn't move a step. In the end, he had to kneel down in a hurry, begging for mercy from this demon cultivator, and Fu Yi ignored them. Everyone had no choice but to retreat and ask Qin Yue for help, and some people shouted one after another: "Mo Ning Daojun, although I am willing to help you solve the disaster of the Netherworld, I never thought that this matter would implicate my life......

This person shouted and shouted and his voice was lowered, probably knowing that Qin Yue at this time was also a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and it was difficult to protect himself.

At this moment, only three people's faces remained unchanged, one was Xie Feng, one was Chengying, and the other was a disciple of the Lingyu Sect.

Xie Feng had a certain heart of death when he first ate the Relief Pill, and later he was lucky enough to pick up a life, and he didn't feel a pity when he was about to die at this moment. And Chengying was dumbfounded, looking at Xi Zhao motionlessly, not knowing what his mood was. The last disciple of the Lingyu Sect was the late Yuan Infant period, a male cultivator with a face, dressed in a dark robe, and his expression was very dignified.

Qin Yue took a few steps forward, looked at Xi Zhao suspended in the air, and slowly opened his lips: "Xi Zhao, do you still recognize who I am?" ”

The nun in mid-air closed her eyes slightly, and after a while, she opened her eyes, and a bit of struggle was revealed from her eyes. She said word by word: "Senior Mo Ning, kill me......

There was an indescribable tiredness and desolation in his voice.

Qin Yue looked up at her, her face full of puzzlement and disbelief.

Chengying heard every word clearly, and shook his head again and again: "Senior sister, what are you talking about!" ”

After speaking, he rushed forward several steps, and was about to rush into the immeasurable sea.

Qin Yue hurriedly grabbed her and turned her eyes to look at Xi Zhao: "Why?" ”

Xi Zhao turned his head sideways to look at Fu Yi standing beside him, who looked indifferent, as if all this had nothing to do with him. Xi Zhao suddenly stretched out his right hand and slapped Fu Yi's heart.

Qin Yue could see it clearly, that palm contained thousands of spiritual powers, if she withstood this palm, it was possible for her to fall on the spot.

Fu Yi didn't seem to expect Xi Zhao to make this move. As soon as his body retreated, the spiritual power of that palm followed as if it were substance, and slammed into his body.

Fu Yi's chest suddenly had a bloody palm print, and his expression seemed to be self-deprecating, and in an instant, he turned into a dragon and flew into the whirlpool of the sea.

At this time, Xi Zhaocai cried and shouted at Qin Yue: "Senior, this demon cultivator is obsessed with dreaming of ascending to the immortal, and he uses me as a medium for his ascension. He...... He is the culprit of the scourge of the Netherlands! Those demon beasts that attacked human cultivation regardless of their lives were all controlled by him! In that whirlpool, there is a gathering of spiritual power from all over the world! Predecessor! Kill me! If I fall, he will never be able to do it again! ”

She spoke very quickly in this paragraph, as if she was afraid that Fu Yi would come over and obstruct her.

Qin Yue heard every word clearly, but she didn't understand what Xi Zhao meant. What Dengxian? What is the medium of ascension? Fui turned out to be the person behind the scourge of the Netherworld?

Xi Zhao saw that she hadn't answered for a long time, and couldn't help but smile. She raised her hand, carrying a full palm of spiritual power as before, and hesitated several times, but did not hit herself.

"Senior, senior, I can't do it......" Xi Zhao's tears rained down, "Senior, you kill me......"

Not everyone in this world has the courage to kill themselves. What's more, people who cultivate immortals are already yearning for the immortal path of immortality, and it is too late to hope for the growth of longevity, where can they be willing to cut themselves off and give up the vast immortal path?

Chengying looked at Xi Zhao blankly. At this moment, Xi Zhao was standing in mid-air, and Chengying had to raise his head to see her. She saw Xi Zhao's painful eyebrows and eyes, and also saw Xi Zhao's eyes that were determined to die. She reached out and pinched a talisman, closed her eyes tightly, pinched her nails into her palms, and suddenly opened her eyes, and the talisman threw towards Xi Zhao.

This is a thunder talisman, which is quite powerful, but unfortunately the force is not accurate, it can only hit Xi Zhao's shoulder and back, but it can't hurt her vital point. Xi Zhao glanced at Chengying, his eyes were slightly closed, and two lines of tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes: "Senior sister, go away." ”

The dark purple thunder flashed, Xi Zhao staggered, and the thunder light went all the way down her left shoulder, slashing her heart and hurting her internal organs. But her cultivation at the moment was advanced enough, so the spiritual power of her whole body worked on its own, trying to fill this scar.

Xi Zhao actually had a calm smile on his face. She finally killed herself.

Qin Yue watched all of this, watching Xi Zhao slowly fall on his back, submerging into the Infinite Sea little by little. Before she could figure out why, it all happened.

Qin Yue's face sank, and he turned to everyone: "Hurry up!" Get out of this place! ”

This was the last sentence that Xi Zhao left for Chengying.

Everyone reacted and hurriedly picked up the flying machine in embarrassment. Chengying's gaze had not yet left the Infinite Sea, and when Qin Yue saw this, he had no choice but to drag her onto his own scroll.

Everyone flew for a while without a sense of direction, and suddenly one of them said, "We have taken the wrong path, and if we go any further, we will go back to the Infinite Sea." ”

Qin Yue glanced back at this person. This person is the male cultivator of the Yuan Hou who is not afraid of danger, the person who studied under the Lingyu Sect. It was rare for him to be able to maintain his sanity in such a panicked situation, and it was even more rare that he was so familiar with the path of the secluded realm that he could tell the route without having to look at the map.

Everyone changed directions as they were told. At this time, there was a sudden sound of waves surging behind them, and everyone subconsciously looked back and saw that the immeasurable sea water set off waves several feet high, roaring towards them.

Everyone didn't dare to stay for a moment longer, and fled in a hurry. Qin Yue chose a direction and flew quickly, but was suddenly blocked by that Lingyu Sect male cultivator. The man said, "This is not the right way, you come with me." ”

The voice sounded familiar. Qin Yue became vigilant: "Who are you?" ”

The man glanced at Chengying, grabbed Qin Yue's hand, and quickly wrote the word "cold" in her palm. (To be continued.) )