An indifferent and ruthless voice sounded slowly, and a man in a white robe appeared in mid-air.

With his hands behind his back, his black hair was flying, the spiritual power in his body exuded a faint red glow, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

There was a faint red mark on the white palm, and the red light flashed, and the red mark disappeared suddenly.

"Humph!"

The purple figure retreated in a series of steps, stepping into the air in a ripple-like ripple, his hair fluttering in the wind, his face was also cold, and the temperature around him seemed to have cooled a little.

"Whew!"

The figure that erupted from the Land of Trials was blasted away by these two forces again, and flew miles away.

"Whoa!"

The spiritual power released by the two collided, and a dazzling brilliance burst out from the place where the two were fighting.

For a moment, dark clouds changed color in the originally clear sky, and lightning swept across the sky.

"Is this her fighting?"

The countless sect powerhouses who had originally been paying attention to the trial land sensed these two fighting auras and frowned.

Absolutely beautiful and moving, her face is like frost, this is the best word to describe her!

Cultivation is superb, and she is ruthless, which is also the other side of her!

Otherwise, it would be impossible to stand out among the many sect powerhouses and ascend to the position of the three elders!

Except for the traitor who was hunted down by the sect, there are only a few people whose strength is comparable to her!

All along, she was dissatisfied with the Great Elder, and she had doubts about the traitor Second Elder in her heart, which had not been solved until now!

And one of these two breaths, in addition to her breath, the rest must be the Great Elder!

"Alas, you have been arguing for years!" the hunchbacked old woman shook her head and sighed, full of helplessness.

"People from the same sect, why do they make such a big deal like this?"

"We are not only monks, but also an elder who guards the safety of our sect......!

"Alas!"

......

In the air dozens of miles away from the Spirit Void Sect, the white-robed man and the purple-robed phoenix-robed woman stood opposite each other, and no one would let anyone.

"This seat saves my disciple, and you also want to interfere?"

The white-robed man inadvertently looked into the distance and said softly, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, with inexplicable evil intent.

The light red spiritual power that was released from the outside became a little stronger.

"He, you can't take it!"

A pleasant voice sounded, accompanied by the boundless coldness, and a beautiful and moving face appeared opposite the white-robed man.

Xiao Ziyi, who was in a purple shirt and phoenix robe, had a peerless appearance, and the purple qi was a phoenix phantom, surrounding her, looking even more noble and holy, cold and glamorous.

"Joke!Disciple of this seat, when will it be your turn to call the shots?" The white-robed man laughed coldly, his face was full of mockery, and with a flick of his sleeves, his body teleported hundreds of zhang, chasing in the direction where Ye Chen disappeared.

"I said no!

Xiao Ziyi's face was like frost, looking at the distant Wudao, and his feet also disappeared in mid-air.

At the same time, a purple light the size of a thousand zhang appeared leisurely in mid-air, slashing at the white-robed man.

"Don't you think I'm afraid of you?"

The white-robed man sensed the lock of the qi behind him, and his figure instantly appeared in mid-air, opening his mouth and spitting out a red light.

The red mangs rose in the wind, and the breaths became the size of a hundred zhang, and they greeted the purple mangs.

The red mangs were as weak as giants and ants in front of the thousand-foot-sized purple rays.

"Woohoo!"

The two powerful rays of light, one red and one purple, touched each other, emitting bursts of piercing and unpleasant sounds, making the eyes of those sect powerhouses who had probed their divine senses dozens of miles away with gold stars in their eyes, and even their bodies sitting cross-legged were shaking.

"It's so powerful?"

Countless sect powerhouses were all shocked, and they got up one after another, looking at the faint light in the distance, and wisps of blood slowly flowed from the corners of their mouths.

An old man with half-white hair sat cross-legged on a futon, dressed in gray linen, with blue light flowing around him, and wisps of cyan flames gathered and dissipated in his palm.

"She's this?"

Suddenly, the old man opened his eyes, his face full of horror.

How long has it been since the last Battle of the Hearts?

I clearly saw that she was extremely weak when she left, and she couldn't even control her body when she flew!

In just a few days, not only did he recover as before, but he was also much stronger than when he first saw it!

And the Great Elder who fought with her was even more incredibly strong!

The old man clearly remembered that when he was crowned an elder, the difference in cultivation between the two was extremely slight.

What I didn't expect was that with the passage of time, the cultivation of the two of them also reached a height that they could not reach in their lives!

It's just that with the improvement of the Great Elder's cultivation, the breath on his body makes him feel a sense of disgust from the heart, and even he doesn't know what the specific reason is!

"Alas!"

"Sure enough, it's a strange woman!

The old man looked at the cyan flame dancing endlessly in his hand, with a hint of hope in his eyes, sighed faintly, and sat cross-legged on the futon again and closed his eyes to meditate.

"Go!"

In mid-air, the Great Elder snorted softly and slapped a palm at the red ray.

"Click!"

The red light became more and more intense, and it drilled into the purple ray little by little, and in the blink of an eye, it was more than halfway through!

"Bang!"

The purple light couldn't stand it anymore and exploded.

The purple and red colors in the sky are intertwined, and the sky is as dazzling as fireworks.

"Whew!"

With a wail, a purple long sword shook its blade, suddenly appeared from the void, and rushed towards Xiao Ziyi, as if he wanted to escape from this terrible place.

"Woo!"

The long sword swirled around Xiao Ziyi, making bursts of whimpering, as if a wronged child had found someone to talk to, and kept wailing.

"Smack!"

Xiao Ziyi stretched out a palm as white as jade and grabbed the long sword, and slowly stroked it with the other hand.

"You've been wronged!"

Xiao Ziyi looked at the long sword with some cracks and groaned, and the spiritual power in his palm entered the long sword without reservation.

As soon as Ling Li Fu entered the long sword, the purple long sword instantly shook gently in Xiao Ziyi's palm, as if thanking his master.

"I, still can't beat him?"

Looking at the white-robed and black-haired Wudao in the distance, Xiao Ziyi couldn't help but feel a gloom in his heart.

As early as many years, I discovered some ulterior things about him.

However, the cultivation was low back then, and even if you knew, you couldn't change anything!

Finally, after several encounters and his own penance, he was finally able to be on an equal footing with him, but when he was questioned about the incident, he didn't know why, his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, and he soon left himself behind!

After the Demon Heart War a few days ago, for some reason, he was delirious and almost eroded by the demons.

Fortunately, with the care of the sect master, he recovered and cultivated further!

It's a pity that the cultivation of this person on the other side is even more terrifying!

Even a superb magic weapon that he had painstakingly cultivated for many years almost shattered!

"If you dare to stop me again, you will never leave your hand!"

Wudao said coldly, and there was a trace of blood in the whirlpool in those eyes, which looked very terrifying.

"Whew!"

Wudao's figure turned, and a ripple appeared in the air, disappearing in an instant.

"He's with me!"

At this moment, a vicissitudes of life sounded, and the ruthlessness of gray-clothed and thick eyebrows slowly manifested in mid-air, holding an unconscious young man in his hand, it was Ye Chen who was shocked out of the door of trial.

"Huh?"

Xiao Ziyi looked at Ye Chen in her hand, a hint of joy flashed imperceptibly between her eyebrows, and even the gloom on her face dissipated a lot.

"Sect Master, you ......"

Xiao Ziyi opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

If you catch this person who once bit your neck, it's not up to you what to do with it!

It's just that this guy is now unconscious in the hands of the sect master, even if he wants to find a reason to vent, there is no better excuse!

"I know what you think, remember, you are a cultivator, don't care too much about these details!"

Ruthlessly glanced at Ye Chen in his hand, and said with some heaviness, "If one day, he needs your help, I hope you can help him!"

"What?!

Xiao Ziyi was stunned for a moment, he never thought that as the master of a huge sect, he would say such a thing!

With Xiao Ziyi's intelligence, it can naturally be seen that there is a hint of pleading in the ruthless words.

What the hell is this guy coming from?

Unexpectedly, the sect master, who has always been fair and selfless, ruthlessly favors him and protects him everywhere!

"This is also what Zhuge Wentian meant!" Ruthlessly glanced at Xiao Ziyi, his clothes floated, and his figure disappeared, leaving a sentence that made Xiao Ziyi extremely thoughtful.

"Zhuge asks the sky?"

"Heavenly Machine Sect Master?"

Finally, Xiao Ziyi seemed to think of something, with a beautiful face with deep horror, looking at the faint figure flashing in the distance, gritting his teeth, stepping out, and there was no trace.

......

"Are you trying to rob me of someone?"

On a hill, a man in gray clothes with thick eyebrows held a teenager in his hand, stood on a big tree, looked at the place in front of him and whispered.

"That's my favorite disciple!"

In the void, there was a ripple, and the Great Elder had no way to rob and have black hair, his hands behind his back, and his expression was indescribably indifferent, slowly appearing on the opposite side of Ruthless.

"Do you really regard him as your personal disciple?"

Ruthlessly looked at the Wudao in front of him, full of sighs.

The person in front of him had cultivated with him, killed the enemy together, experienced life and death together, and sat from the lowest disciple of the sect to the position of the speaker of the sect.

The only difference is that he was favored by the previous sect master, accepted as a personal disciple and ascended to heaven in one step, and used countless resources to barely qualify as the sect master of this generation.

And he climbed up step by step by himself!

There is no way in front of him, his appearance is as handsome as he was back then, and every step of the way makes him feel familiar.

It's just that from those whirlpool-like, red-glowing pupils, even I feel a little hairy!

People are the same, God is the same, but the heart is different!

"My disciple, just like myself, doesn't have to let you worry about these issues at all!"

Wudao said coldly, the red light emitted with a strong corrosive juice corroded the tree dozens of feet high under his feet until only a bare branch remained!

"I don't want to do anything with you, give it to me!"

Wudao's words were cold, and the red glow on his body was even stronger.

"What kind of exercises have you cultivated, and how did you become like this?"

Ruthless felt very painful, obviously it should be the same door that supported each other, but it would become like this, for the sake of a personal disciple, he ruthlessly shot at his former fellow disciple.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a blue light flashed from the sky, and in a blink of an eye, it fell on the unconscious Ye Chen.

That blue light shrouded Ye Chen, instantly making the ruthless movement of the farther number farther.

"Huh?"

"Not good!"