Wen Huayu opened her arms, as if she had taken the entire Xuanling Sect into her arms.

The world is vast, the Xuanling is vast, and Wen Huayu only feels that he is extremely majestic.

After a while, Wen Huayu came back to his senses and glanced at the instrument flawlessly.

"What kind of immortal treasure, what supreme artifact, it was damaged after just a while. Hmph, garbage! ”

The broken artifact was flawlessly dimmed, crisscrossing the cracks.

The dignified treasure of the immortal family ended up being spurned by the master, which is really sad and weeping.

Wen Huayu casually put away the artifact towards Flawless, raised her chin slightly, and used her supernatural powers to tell the remaining Xuanling disciples that from today on, the Xuanling Sect is her Wen Huayu's thing, those who follow me will prosper, and those who oppose me will die, I hope they will be smarter.

Some people are timid and afraid, and they are obedient to Wen Huayu, flattering, and have a villain face.

Some people are arrogant, and they resolutely leave the Xuanling Sect and break with the current Xuanling Sect.

Wen Huayu would not let go of those traitors who fled from the Xuanling Sect, and did not hesitate to spend his efforts to take people's lives thousands of miles away.

became famous in the first battle, Wen Huayu killed and killed cruelly, and his rule over Xuanling Sect seemed to be stable, but in fact it was crumbling.

The newly built main peak is magnificent, with pink petals falling like rain and snow, and crystal cinnamon trees delicate and clear like a dream.

In the gorgeous palace, surrounded by bustling green trees, Wen Huayu hugged two young and strong men, looking at the handsome men in front of him scratching their heads and making gestures.

Bang Bang Bang!

Wen Huayu applauded, "Yes, yes, this 'Flying Dance' is really good, those old guys still have a bit of eyesight, and they have accepted a few of you as personal disciples." ”

The handsome men who danced were once the personal disciples of the elders of the Xuanling Sect, with noble status and profound cultivation, but now they were like a laughing head scratcher, winning Wen Huayu to smile, and it was a shame to say it.

Face matters?

The sky and the earth are big, and their lives are the biggest, Wen Huayu holds their lives in his hands, and they can only compromise and seek satisfaction.

As time passed, Wen Huayu's life became more and more erosive, and even the other Xuan Ling disciples also fell.

The dignified Xuanling Sect, one of the top sects, is now full of smoke and miasma, a nest of snakes and rats, and others are surprised and delighted.

The goose feathers and snow fell one after another, and Wen Huayu lightly slashed a person's neck, and the hot blood flowed into the scarlet pool water.

Wen Huayu had followed the Demon Dao Venerable for a period of time, and learned some Demon Dao secret methods, soaking the whole body with the blood of monks, which could not only nourish the face and maintain the appearance, but also improve the cultivation.

Wen Huayu didn't like boring cultivation methods, and soaking the blood of monks to improve cultivation became the first choice.

In just half a year, there were very few serious monks in the Xuanling Sect, and those unlucky eggs all became Wen Huayu's "spirit stones".

There was no suitable candidate for the Xuanling Sect, and Wen Huayu's gaze fell on the disciples of the other sects.

Wen Huayu gathered a group of demonic demons and instructed them to capture the disciples of other sects.

Hundreds of innocent monks died, and Wen Huayu's cultivation realm rose steadily, but his thoughts and emotions became more and more irritable and uncontrollable.

On a rare day when the heavy snow stopped, Wen Huayu's eyes were red, and he flew out of the Xuanling Sect, and then destroyed a small sect.

This matter is like lighting a fuse, and the sects that can't continue to sit idly by and ignore each other will contact each other, form an army to crusade against the demons, and attack the Xuanling Sect together.

The Xuanling Sect is in vain, but it has been inherited for tens of thousands of years, and the Xuanling Sect has a profound heritage, if they defeat Wen Huayu and capture the Xuanling Sect, the benefits they will gain are unimaginable.

With unspeakable reasons, thirty-six small sects, twenty-four medium-sized sects, and six large sects combined into an army of tens of thousands of monks, and rushed towards the Xuanling Sect with momentum.

(End of chapter)