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With a bang, there was a deafening explosion in the hall, and the gorgeous hall was in shambles, and a figure flashed out of the hall.

"Can't let her escape—catch her—"

In the wide square, a huge figure appeared, the scales on the turquoise body shimmering in the sunlight.

"Snake—it's a snake—oh my God!" One of the disciples exclaimed.

"She's a snake demon !!" Another disciple shouted in fear.

The demons cultivated in the cultivation realm are more powerful than ordinary human cultivators, not only are their cultivation speed fast, but their strong physique is comparable to that of demonic beasts.

Xue Lin'er's pupils shrank, and she never expected that Hehuan Ancestor was not a human cultivator.

"Don't let her escape—let's go kill her!" Xue Lin'er shouted: "If she escapes, there will be endless troubles in the future......

The half-human, half-snake pet condescendingly looks at the human cultivator who is like an ant on the ground.

"Whoever hurts my disciples of the Hehuan Sect will definitely die-" The voice mixed with spiritual power spread throughout the square, cold with bloodthirsty killing intent.

With a flick of the snake's tail, it shook off a group of people with a bang, and most of the disciples were thrown out and smashed to the ground, smashing a big pit, and the air was filled with dust.

With another smash with the snake's tail, many cultivators were smashed and vomited blood and died.

It was terrible, the chaotic square was full of corpses and injured human cultivators, and the bloody scene was terrifying.

Min Qinghe was the person with the highest cultivation among all the people present, and he was about to join the battlefield when he sacrificed the fairy sword.

Yun Guihe flashed in front of him, and a superb immortal sword appeared out of thin air, facing Min Qinghe's eyebrows.

"If you want to touch her, I'll kill you."

Zhong Lingxiu grabbed Min Qinghe's arm as if she was afraid, and said with a pale face: "Master, I'm so uncomfortable. ”

Min Qinghe looked down to check her situation, only to see Zhong Lingxiu lying on top of him softly, and his lips were bloodless and pitiful.

"What's wrong with you?"

Zhong Lingxiu shook his head and didn't speak, there was some fear in his pupils, and said, "I want to go back to Feixian Peak." ”

And at this moment, a blue shadow flashed in the sky, and only the human cultivator who was groaning in pain was left in the square, and the pet was gone.

Seeing this, Min Qinghe could only leave with Zhong Lingxiu.

There were not many disciples of the Lingwei Sect who participated in the war, but the disciples of other sects died and were injured.

"Master." Feng Ziheng walked over and asked, "What should I do?" ”

Yun Guihe said with a cold expression: "The ceremony has been destroyed, let them go down the mountain." ”

Is this to drive all the sects down the mountain?

At this time, they were all wounded, and they were driven down the mountain, which may have made matters worse.

Feng Ziheng didn't dare to say anything after all, so he arranged for his disciples to heal the disciples of the various sects, and then sent them all away.

Half a month's time.

Rumors abounded in the cultivator world.

The double cultivator who was about to marry the head of the Lingwei Sect was actually the Hehuan Ancestor.

The Hehuan Ancestor who scared both the righteous and the demon did not die!

Hehuan Ancestor seriously injured the heads and disciples of the various sects in the Lingwei Sect.

The ancestor of Hehuan rebuilt the Hehuan Sect and accepted a wide range of disciples, and the disciples who fled abroad have returned to the sect.

These news were simply bad news for cultivators.

The first beautiful man in the cultivator world, Hengqing Venerable, was all taken up by the Hehuan Ancestor, and the men who were a little powerful and handsome in each sect were afraid that they would be made up.

The day the secret realm opened.

The various sects were repaired and waited at the entrance of the secret realm.

More than a dozen cultivators with bewitching fairy patterns printed on their eyebrows and a thin red belt wrapped around their waists walked from the side.