Chapter 151 exploded

Wuyue glanced at the little girl without a trace, and her face was happy: "I'm bothered." ”

There is no other choice, here people's territory,

She, an outsider, can only do as the guest does with the host.

Wu Yue had roughly guessed what had happened to her.

However, this matter needs to be further confirmed.

With the time when the little girl arrived at the gate of the sect, Wuyue also inquired about the identity of the little girl.

The identity of the little girl is not ordinarily high.

Le Qian'er, the closed disciple of the ancestor of the Ziyang Immortal Sect, is the sect master of the Ziyang Immortal, and when he saw this little girl, he had to respectfully call the little uncle and ancestor.

Xiule Qian'er's cultivation is not high, at least Wuyue can see the depth of her cultivation.

After entering the Ziyang Immortal Sect and being arranged to live in the cave prepared for distinguished guests by the Ziyang Immortal Sect, Le Qian'er left first.

It seems that she has found a soulmate, and when she leaves, she is embarrassed, repeatedly emphasizing that when she is busy with the tasks arranged by the sect master, she must have a long talk with Wuyue all night.

Wu Yue's head grew when she heard it.

This girl is just a chatter.

It's been two hours since we met.

In the past two hours, Wu Yue has only opened his mouth for two or three sentences.

As long as she leads the way, the little girl is like pouring beans, and she doesn't need to ask about the root cup.

finally sent Le Qian'er away, and Wuyue began to think about the current situation.

It's not a fantasy, it's not like she's been in her last life.

To be precise, she entered the memory of this blessed land.

Once, what happened left an indelible mark on this blessed land.

And she, right now, is in these imprints.

She didn't know how important these imprints were to this blessed land.

But she knew that something big was happening in the Purple Yang Immortal Sect.

After Le Qian'er left, no one came to disturb Wuyue.

The next few days were at ease.

If it comes, it will be safe.

Wu Yue can move around at will in the Ziyang Immortal Sect.

The disciples of the Immortal Sect who met on the road were not as talkative as Le Xian'er, and when they met, they saluted each other and said hello.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it had been ten days since Wuyue arrived in the Ziyang Immortal Sect.

Le Qian'er said that she would come to her when the good thing was done, but she didn't see anyone for a long time.

"Boom... Boom... Knock ......"

A low warning bell rang.

Wu Yuexin began to say.

When I walked out of the cave, I saw that one after another figures turned into light and rushed towards the main hall of the sect.

Wuyue didn't hesitate and followed directly.

She didn't know what this blessed land wanted her to know?

Or what is the purpose?

Now that it's coming, I'm going to finish reading this memory that was hidden in the blessed land.

Wu Yue's heart is like a mirror.

She knew very well in her heart that she couldn't think of leaving without reading this memory.

Outside the main hall, the young disciples huddled together and asked in a low voice, but they didn't know what was going on.

The main hall wind, the elders of the Purple Yang Immortal Sect, the sect master, and the Supreme Elder gathered together.

In the middle of the hall lay on the ground a cute-looking little girl with a big hole in her chest.

The round face, deep dimples, and smiling eyes of the little girl in Wuyue's memory slowly merged with the little girl who had been gouged out on the ground.

frowned slightly, she now knew why the little girl had not heard from her for ten days.

This little girl who loves to talk and laugh is still in her ears before leaving.

It's a pity that there is no chance.

The bell did not ring because Le Qian'er was killed, but because the Ziyang Immortal Sect had broken into a strong rival.

The tall woman in gorgeous clothes, covered in golden light, Wuyue was almost stunned.

The woman appeared in the territory of the Ziyang Immortal Sect as if she appeared out of thin air.

The large defensive array spread outside the sect was like a bubble in front of her, and the large array collapsed with a wave of her sleeves, and together with the hundreds of immortal sect elders who presided over the large array, it turned into a blood mist.

Who is this woman?

Wuyue didn't know.

When the woman destroyed the Purple Yang Immortal Sect's defensive array, she was already an outsider.

What appears in front of me is just a scene that has happened before.

Those people from the Immortal Sect who couldn't see the level of cultivation in Wuyue turned into ants that could be pinched to death in front of the woman.

Looking at the woman, Wuyue's scalp was numb.

Her strength is completely beyond Wu Yue's cognition.

Even if Cangli and Scarlet Moon shot at the same time in their heyday, against this woman, I am afraid that it will be difficult to resist the woman's casual blow.

The strength of the woman is far stronger than the heavenly punishment suffered by Cangli and Scarlet Moon.

Obviously, the woman seemed to be waiting for something.

She could have destroyed this cave with a wave of her hand, but she didn't fight quickly.

But... Slowly torture and kill.

Watching her slender jade hand into a claw and slowly inserting it into the chest of the Ziyangmen person,

Hold their hearts in their hands and pull them out little by little, leaving them in the middle between life and death.

Then, in their sight, he slowly crushed the heart in his hand.

Wu Yue laughed when she saw the woman, enjoying the pleasure brought to her by the torture and killing.

At this time, Wu Yue also knew what kind of torture Le Qian'er, who had a brief intersection with her, endured before she died.

The Purple Yang Immortal Sect is gone.

All the people of the Ziyang Immortal Sect from top to bottom, none of them escaped the torture and killing of women.

Until there was no living creature in the Ziyang Immortal Sect, the woman was angry.

The person she was waiting for didn't seem to show up.

In a fit of rage, the woman waved her hand and directly destroyed this cave heaven.

Just then, the person she was waiting for arrived.

All Wu Yue saw was a figure, extremely blurry, like a projection.

The woman smiled as the figure appeared.

The smile is charming and moving.

It's just that her smile froze on her face as soon as it appeared.

The man didn't give her a chance to speak, and raised his hand to punch her.

Wuyue's heart, "poof, all ......" jumped quickly.

What kind of strength is this?

If it is said that the upper and lower people of the Ziyang Immortal Sect are ant-like existences in front of women, then the woman who destroyed the Ziyang Immortal Sect is a native chicken and tile dog in front of this phantom.

One punch, just one punch.

The man appeared, and the man swung his fist.

The woman's smile froze for a moment... Exploded.

The entire body was easily blasted by the man's punch, and the soul exploded into blood mist, and there was nothing left.

After that, Wu Yue saw that the man seemed to sigh and sealed a wisp of obscure consciousness at the location of the original Purple Yang Immortal Sect Main Hall.

Wu Yuexin chuckled, "Uncle, consciousness, that woman's consciousness is still in this oasis." ’

......

In the depths of the void, a touch of obscure consciousness slowly approached after Wuyue officially entered the realm of selflessness.

The approach was extremely slow, so slow that even when Wu Yue was awake, he might not be able to sense its approach.

However, it was so fast, so fast that even Wu Yue when she was awake didn't have time to react and couldn't do any defense.

In the blink of an eye, the moment he closed his eyes, the strange obscure consciousness rushed into the Wuyue Lingtai without hindrance.

The consciousness that entered the obscure spiritual platform opened up at the moment of entry, and began to twist and elongate, elongate, elongate.

Gradually, this obscure consciousness turned into a tall woman with a cold and arrogant posture in the Wuyue Lingtai.