"Me?"

Huo Xian smiled indifferently, and eleven torrents of essence qi rose into the sky, faintly converging into a disc engraved with mysterious patterns.

"The Guiyuan Shangzong can be reduced to a small sect, and it can be slumped, but it can't be reduced to a lackey of the Fog God Sect, and your religion can only perish!"

Flying up, Huo Xian let out a long roar, which shook the hall slightly.

"Kill!"

"Looks like you've already made a decision." Chana raised her palm lightly, and the water gathered into a long whip on the palm, and threw it out, and a ray of sunlight appeared in the empty hall.

With a random whip, the whole hall was divided into two from top to bottom!

"Eleven-vein martial power, only one step away from the martial phase."

In the face of Huo Xian's frantic attack that left no time to breathe, Chana's body was swaying, light and agile, and it didn't take much effort to dodge his attacks one by one.

With a lazy yawn, Chana's whole body turned into a puddle of liquid, and she escaped from Huo Xian's violent attack.

"But ah, this step is the gap between heaven and earth!!"

The long whip was pulled down violently, and an explosion resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Swish!

The cold light suddenly appeared, and in the blink of an eye, Huo Xian's entire field of vision was filled.

The soles of her shoes rubbed against the ground, making a crisp bump, and Chana walked straight past Huo Xian without looking at him again.

Thump.

A line of blood emerged from Huo Xian's forehead, half of his body fell to the sides, and his intestines and internal organs were scattered all over the ground.

Returning to the Yuan Sect Master, Huo Xian, death!

Walking through the downward corridor in the main hall, Chana looked up at the two closed iron doors, and for the first time there was a little serious and solemn look in her eyes.

Squeak~

The two doors automatically open inward, and a candle flame is lit on a candlestick.

The corners of her mouth lifted a trace of curiosity, Chana looked up at the thin old man on the high platform with his eyes closed: "I slaughtered so many people, and you didn't come out to stop it, this should also be your sect, right." ”

"The strong live, and the weak die.

They are too weak because their strength is too weak, which is normal in the old man's opinion. ”

"Oh?

Old man, your idea is very good, that's right, since our Fog God Sect is stronger, do you want to join our Fog God Sect, with your strength, to say the least, you are also an archbishop on an equal footing with me.

If you integrate the weird again, you can go further in strength and become a powerhouse second only to the sect master, it's not impossible. Chana's footsteps echoed through the underground temple, inviting the Withered Demon Ancestor.

Boom!

The two iron doors closed suddenly, and the candle flame shook gently.

"Do you know what the old man hates the most in his life?" The Withered Demon Ancestor opened his eyes slightly, and he couldn't see the slightest emotional color in them.

"The same is weird, and the other is that good people don't do it, and they go to be weird scum!"

The withered, gray tree manifested behind him, and one by one the branches broke through the top of the temple and through the layers of earth to the surface.

Stretch out the arm that has regrown after taking the pill, hover in it, and melt into the palm.

"Die for the old man, the sky is dry and the hands are !!"

As if ignoring the distance, the palm slapped at Chana, who was still standing.

Without dodging or dodging, two thick water arms appeared behind Chana's back, colliding with the withered palms.

Rumble!

Where could the earth hall withstand the battle of two martial minister-level powerhouses, it collapsed in an instant, and the two figures crashed through the soil layer, and slammed into each other again in the air.

The water whip exploded dozens of shoots of branches, and in less than a moment, hundreds of branches crisscrossed on top of each other, forming an encirclement net to envelop Chana.

"Insect carving skills." Chana looked nonchalant and didn't seem to take the attack to heart at all.

Boom~

The water people who made her up turned into countless streams of water, scattered from the gap before they were completely encircled, and reassembled into Chana's image in another sky: "How can you catch me?" ”

"Whether you can catch it or not, it's not up to you to decide." The withered demon ancestor had his hair flying wantonly, and the withered tree martial arts were swallowing the essence of the sky, almost occupying the entire heavenly dome.

"The martial minister, who is only 20% substantial, dares to speak outrageously, and this seat will send you to reunite with the disciples and grandchildren, and the road to Huangquan is not lonely."

The greatsword, made entirely of water, slashed down in the air, filling the air with an uncomfortable dampness.

The branches of the dead wood were drowned out by the slashing wave, and in an instant they were cut into countless tiny pieces that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

The two of them became more and more frenzied, and in the mountains, countless birds screamed and flew up, but the people on the periphery did not know what kind of fierce battle was taking place inside this uninhabited mountainous area.

Mountains and forests collapsed, rubble rolled down, wild beasts scrambled, and one dull crash after another came from the depths of the mountains.

After the huge momentum lasted for dozens of minutes, a towering dead tree rose from the ground, as high as the mountain.

But this scene did not last long, and after just a few tens of seconds, it began to shatter layer by layer from the top.

Rumble!!!

With a loud bang that shook the mountains, everything was calm again.

"It's this seat that underestimates you, I can't imagine the final dying counterattack, it's quite intense." The face of the flowing water humanoid showed a little weakness, and Chana fell to the ground, directing the current of water to engulf the corpses in the Guiyuan Upper Sect.

"My lord, please let me go, I am willing to join the Fog God Cult."

When the water was about to devour the next corpse, a figure crawled out of the pile of corpses, no longer continuing to disguise, and if he continued to pretend, he should really become a corpse.

"Not pretending?" Chana's fingers were flat, and tiny droplets of water shot into the eyebrows of the deceased, instantly melting into her skin.

"This ...... This is? The pretending to be dead cautiously ran to Chana and knelt down, showing that he sincerely confessed his surrender, "My lord, I am the elder of the Guiyuan Shangzong Sect, Zhu Yu." ”

"It's just a small way to confirm if you're really joining the Fog God Cult."

Chana made an explosive gesture with a rather wicked taste: "As soon as I find out that you are not really joining the Fog God Cult, it will explode and blow your whole person to pieces." ”

Hearing her say this, Zhu Yu hurriedly expressed his loyalty, and in order to survive, he told all the information about the Guiyuan Shangzong in one breath, without the slightest concealment.

"I see, where are all your resources hidden?" Chana nodded thoughtfully, turned her head and asked, "Are there any other people from the Guiyuan Sect outside?" ”

"Archbishop Hui, there are indeed a number of disciples, several elders, and a great elder who are not in the Guiyuan Upper Sect."

"Since you want to clean it up, then clean it up, the senior brothers and sisters in the sect are gone, they are still alive, and it doesn't seem like it." With a single word, Chana directly decided the life and death of the rest of the Guiyuan Shangzong.

"Yes, Archbishop." Zhu Yu didn't have the slightest sense of guilt in his heart, for him, using other former colleagues as a vote for his name, so that he could live, this deal was very cost-effective.