It's night.

Except for a few people who were keeping vigil at night, the rest of the disciples of the Ancient Outer Court had already returned to the house to rest or meditate and cultivate.

Disciples from all over the continent also returned to their residences.

The great disaster that happened during the day, the Ancient Holy Land did not let them participate, and many people were dismissive, thinking that it was the naked contempt of the Ancient Holy Land for them.

As a result, many people tried to take advantage of the strong aura of the Ancient Holy Land to elevate their cultivation to a higher level in the only one or two nights that were left to be a blockbuster when they arrived at the conference.

Especially those who have taken the "holy fruit".

The sudden increase in cultivation made them overjoyed, they didn't expect that there would be such a miraculous fruit in the world.

They really wanted to find that Sheng Jing disciple named Lu Zhao to ask for one or several "holy fruits", and some even tried to obtain the "holy fruits" by means of assassination!

However, no one knew where he had gone, not even the disciples of Sheng Jing.

For this reason, there was a lot of friction between many people and Sheng Jing's disciples.

One side believes that Sheng Jing's disciples deliberately concealed and hid Lu Zhao's whereabouts.

The other party secretly hated that Lu Zhao was in a hurry, but he was also in a hurry, and he didn't say hello when he left.

Both sides were angry, argued, fought fiercely, and finally got two or three lives.

However, life seems to have begun to become indifferent to the thing that has begun to be ignored during the time they have arrived in the Ancient Age, and death has become a strange thing for them.

Despite this, the Sheng Jing disciples were still very sad to watch the three dead fellow disciples being taken away by the Huanggu disciples.

After a day of tossing, everyone was tired, and they couldn't help but close their eyes and lie down on the bed and fall asleep.

Cai Shuangquan was the only one among all the disciples of Shengjing who did not take the "Holy Fruit", and he did not have frequent contact with Li Yuanyuan, but he still knew a lot about this person.

The sentence he said today has always been deeply in Cai Shuangquan's mind, "Be careful of being used!"

Therefore, Cai Shuangquan had to be on guard against Lu Zhao.

It is also a coincidence that the "holy fruit" in his hand was snatched by someone without knowing who snatched it, and he also kept an eye on it, learning from other people's examples, pretending to swallow the "holy fruit" into his stomach, and then meditating on luck.

After that, Lu Zhao also deliberately found him and gave him a "holy fruit"!

Cai Shuangquan was completely alert this time, he perfunctory Lu Zhao said a few words, and saw that Lu Zhao did not delve into it, which can be regarded as a relief.

At this time.

In the entire dormitory, except for Cai Shuangquan, who had been exercising to heal his injuries because of his soul injury, everyone else had fallen asleep soundly.

Cai Shuangquan couldn't help but feel a sadness in his heart.

Why did he stay?

Looking at the people lying on the bed one by one, he couldn't help but be a little envious of the disciples of the Third Elder Peak.

When I think of the Three Elders Peak, I naturally think of the Three Elders - Min Rou!

That's why he still wants to stay.

Cai Shuangquan's teeth clucked.

Wow!

At this moment, in the silence of the night, the sound of snakes crawling sounded.

Cai Shuangquan's eyes naturally looked in the direction of the sound, and he didn't see any insects after observing for a long time.

But the rustling was loud and loud.

In the end, Cai Shuangquan finally saw a scene that he would never forget.

All the sleeping fellow disciples are all!

Their bodies dried up little by little, and a blood-red filament swam in their skin.

The appearance is extremely terrifying!

He pulled out the magic sword that lay flat on his legs, and the silver light was shining!

Slowly walked to the person closest to him, "Senior Brother Qingran?"

Lu Qingran didn't answer, and he couldn't answer, his pupils dilated by fear, his mouth that opened wide because he tried to breathe, and his heart that stopped beating for some reason.

It has been made clear that he is now only a dead man......

The blood-red silk thread in Lu Qingran's body was still unfinished, and one head drilled out of his pupils, and it was cocked straight towards Cai Shuangquan.

Cai Shuangquan couldn't help but take a few steps back, fully alert.

The next moment, something horrified him.

The blood-colored silk threads in the bodies of the rest of the junior disciples also drilled out of their skins one after another, like spiritual snakes, looking forward to Cai Shuangquan.

Hanging lifeline!

Cai Shuangquan's mind suddenly popped up the name He Xiu had once said.

He's telling the truth!

Cai Shuangquan only realized at this time that everyone was a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

However, there is no time for him to regret it now.

Because, all the lifelines carried the momentum of thunder, jumping away from one corpse after another, like arrows from the string, shooting towards Cai Shuangquan.

Cai Shuangquan's sword light flowed, forming a tight protective layer to block the lifeline.

Bang Bang Bang!

The sound of sword striking in the room was as deafening as striking iron.

Cai Shuangquan didn't expect that the seemingly soft lifeline was as hard as steel, and they seemed to be conscious!?

What kind of person is Qin Huainan?

Where is he?

Cai Shuangquan thought that there were dozens of people who swallowed the holy fruit today, and the lifeline could leave the body on its own and attack the next target!

Drink!

Cai Shuangquan mobilized his divine thoughts, and the only three remaining divine soul swords joined the battle in an instant.

In a few moments, several lifelines were finally cut into ashes.

"Only divine thoughts can extinguish these lifelines?!" Cai Shuangquan speculated.

At this moment, an angry roar came from outside the house, "Rise up a great array!

Cai Shuangquan ran out of the house, and there were already many people outside, and it was a mess.

Many lifelines are speeding close to the ground, as if they are trying to escape.

Cai Shuangquan didn't have time to think about it, and shouted: "Use the Horcrux to attack the silk thread!"

took the first step, ran wildly and chased in the direction of the silk thread's escape, and the three soul swords slashed towards the lifeline.

However, the speed of the lifeline is too fast, and all the attacks miss!

Many people with shallow cultivation did not hear Cai Shuangquan's shout, and held weapons to meet the lifeline.

"Be careful!" Cai Shuangquan reminded loudly.

However, the next moment, the lifeline penetrated through the body, and when Cai Shuangquan arrived, the lifeline, which was twice as thick, had already left, and the speed was twice as fast as Fang.

Cai Shuangquan was shocked and froze in place......

What kind of exercise is this!

How can it be so strong!

Dozens of seconds later, the Great Array of the Desolate Ancient Holy Land was activated, overwhelming.

However, there were only about ten lifelines blocked.

——

At this time, on the periphery of the Ancient Holy Land, a man who was as thin as wood and whose eyes were burning with red light was screaming in anger.

Lu Zhao, who was standing next to him, didn't dare to say much.

When the man finished venting, he saw several lifelines of different thicknesses flying back and drilling straight into his body.

After three or four seconds of hard work, the thin body slowly returned to normal, and the flesh became full, but it was still as pale as paper.

This person is Qin Huainan!

He was like a demon crawling out of hell, his blood-colored eyes full of resentment, looking at the pile of "holy fruits" on the ground that did not come in handy!

He stretched out his hands, and the lifelines in the "Holy Fruit" flew out one after another, submerging into his body.

The "holy fruit" that lost the "nourishment" of the lifeline turned into a pile of rotten fruits in an instant.

"It's me who is impulsive! I should wait until tomorrow night to urge my divine thoughts......" Qin Huainan muttered, feeling that someone in the Holy Land was chasing him, and he crushed the jade plate in his hand.

A pitch-black portal suddenly appeared in front of them.

"When the Demon Ancestor frees his hand, we will see you again!"

One by one, the two of them stepped into the portal, and the portal dissipated.

Except for the rotting fruit on the ground and the footprints left on the snow, it is known that someone has stayed, and there is no breath of life here.