Soon after Su Xiaoqi returned to the Ice Sect, he was summoned by the Holy Lord, and sat in the position of the Holy Son without any accidents. What Su Xiaoqi didn't expect the most was that Sima Yuan actually became a wisp of soul in the array, which he learned from his disciple's mouth, and also knew what happened to the Yunhai Holy Palace after he left.

In the end, there is no deep hatred with Sima Yuan, so after learning the news of Sima Yuan's death, Su Xiaoqi's heart not only did not have the slightest happiness, but had an indescribable sense of desolation. Especially watching Sima Yuan's soul wandering aimlessly in the cultivation room, this feeling was particularly deepened.

After staying in the cultivation room for about half an hour, when Su Xiaoqi walked out of the formation hall, he unexpectedly found that there were a few more unfamiliar faces in the inner palace, and the aura emanating from his body was extremely hot, like a walking furnace.

Su Xiaoqi saw from a distance a man with a fierce figure being surrounded by people, the man's clothes were very loose, but he could still clearly feel the terrifying power contained in that body.

The man entered the formation hall without stopping, and the few people who came with him stood guard outside the door with their hands behind their backs, and it seemed that no one could enter the formation hall to cultivate for a while.

Su Xiaoqi grabbed a disciple with confusion, cocked his thumb and pointed behind him, and asked, "What's the situation?"

The disciple immediately replied, "People from the Fire Sect. ”

"Fire Sect?" Su Xiaoqi said half-jokingly, "Where they don't cultivate, do they still want to come to the Ice Sect?"

"That's what the words are. The disciple couldn't help but laugh and said, "They are here for the demons in the Forgotten Lands." ”

Su Xiaoqi's eyebrows moved, "What's wrong?"

The disciple said somewhat sadly: "Those demons have gathered by someone and are attacking outward, and they can't stop it with the manpower of the Fire Sect, they are here to ask for help." ”

Su Xiaoqi hurriedly asked, "How did the Holy Lord reply?"

The disciple replied: "Of course he has to agree, if the demon breaks through the defense line of the Fire Sect, no one will be able to escape at that time." ”

Su Xiaoqi nodded, and continued, "Who was that one who went in just now?"

"The middle-aged man?"

Su Xiaoqi should be.

The disciple leaned close to Su Xiaoqi's ear and said in a low voice, "He is the Sect Master of the Fire Sect, Chu Xiong. ”

Su Xiaoqi was very strange and said, "If he doesn't go back to the sect to prepare, what is he doing running into the array?"

The disciple may have been in the Ice Sect for a long time, and replied knowingly, "He came to visit his brother. ”

Su Xiaoqi was even more dazed, and said, "What brother needs ......?"

As he was speaking, Su Xiaoqi suddenly paused, he clapped his hands violently as if he was suddenly open, and said, "It's the soul of that Heavenly Spirit Realm!"

The disciple replied yes.

It was about fifteen years ago, and the sect master of the Fire Sect at that time was still Chu Nan, under the leadership of his wise and martial arts, the Fire Sect was thriving, and the strength of his disciples went from being far lower than that of the Ice Sect to coming from behind, and he made great contributions.

As the power rolls over and grows, people inevitably have to think a little else.

One day, Chu Nan led the people to surround the Ice Sect, and he almost wanted to go to the temple to hold a banquet. However, under the terrifying strength of the Holy Lord, Chu Nan's proud disciple was wiped out in only an instant, and he also became a wisp of soul for people to cultivate. Unless the hall was destroyed, he didn't think he would be able to rest in peace in a few years.

The disciple's answer finally made Su Xiaoqi understand what was going on in the array, and also made him understand why the disciples had a deep fear of the Holy Lord. The way the Holy Lord treats the enemy is really incredible, and it makes people feel cold all over the body.

It will take two days to say goodbye to the disciple and head to the land of oblivion. After a short break, when all the disciples gathered two days later, Su Xiaoqi found that the strength of the disciples of the Ice Sect was much weaker than when he first started.

The death of a small group of elites in the ancient tomb is one reason, and the most important reason is that Sima Yuan and An Ming had a fierce confrontation, and some disciples were unable to return to the palace after leaving the palace to perform tasks.

After a brief explanation, it is incredible that the Holy Lord is also preparing to go to the Forgotten Land with all the disciples, which makes the disciples who are a little sober unconsciously tighten their hearts, and the addition of the Holy Lord can only mean one thing, the demons in the Forgotten Land are out of control.

There were about two thousand disciples gathered together, and each of them was no less than the sixfold cultivation of the Gathering Spirit, and this time the Holy Lord did not move forward with his legs like he went to the Tomb Secret Realm, but with a shake of his arms, an invisible wind lifted everyone up, turning into a streamer and flying towards the Forgotten Land.

A group of people stand empty in the air, and if they are not careful, they will fall and fall to pieces. Therefore, everyone did not dare to make any small movements, and even their breathing became sluggish, for fear that if they used too much force, they would be gone.

Su Xiaoqi and Yan Zhixue stood side by side, and the two were whispering.

"You've been in the Forgotten Lands for so long, and have you noticed anything unusual about them?"

The people Su Xiaoqi said were the people who were attacked by the demon spirit.

Yan Zhixue shook her head and said bitterly: "You don't know, I'm wandering around the periphery, and I don't dare to go too deep at all, otherwise, I won't have a chance to live." ”

The look of disappointment in Su Xiaoqi's eyes flashed, and he said, "That means, you don't know their strength?"

"I can't say that I can't figure it all out. Yan Zhixue said: "It should be the most appropriate to describe them as unfathomable." ”

Su Xiaoqi glanced at Yan Zhixue and said, "Is there any difference between saying this sentence and not saying it?"

Yan Zhixue stretched out her index finger and shook it in front of Su Xiaoqi's eyes, and said, "The difference is big." ”

Su Xiaoqi spread his hands, "What's the difference?"

Yan Zhixue pointed to her feet and said, "For example, let's chat for a while, and before we know it, we will arrive at our destination." ”

“......”

The people who were speeding forward slowly stopped, and then, gradually, when a group of people landed smoothly, Chu Xiong, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately caught up and saluted the Holy Lord.

Really counted, the status of the two is equal, but Chu Xiong is willing to bow his head to the Holy Lord......

The next moment, the Holy Lord with a smug face understood Chu Xiong's intention to bow down to him, in order to hide the dagger, and when the time was ripe, he stabbed a blow with lightning speed.

The Holy Lord grabbed Chu Xiong's wrist with both hands like a god and demon possessed at the moment of life and death, and the dagger that stabbed at the sea of qi deviated from the direction and pierced deep into his left abdomen.

Blood suddenly shot out, and just as the Holy Lord was about to strike in a rage, a hand stretched out from the snow under the feet of all the disciples at the same time, grabbing their ankles.

Immediately after, the man in the soil suddenly burst out, and the dagger in the other hand slashed through the throat of the person in front of him, and then, without a fight, retracted into the snow and disappeared.

In an attack that caught everyone off guard, hundreds of people lost their lives.