Just when the woman thought she was dead, a sudden change occurred.

"Roar!"

The continuous roars filled the ears, and endless grievances rose from the sky, and in the vast black breath, there seemed to be thousands of ghosts and ghosts pouring out their endless grievances.

"It's him, it's him! ”

The woman said excitedly, but at this moment, Qiu Ming, who was lying on the ground, was not awake, as if he still didn't know about the changes in his body.

"The breath of resentment?"

When the Demon Ancestor inherited the strength of the Demon Ancestor, he naturally also inherited the memory of the Demon Ancestor, so he also had a good understanding of the deeds of the Heavenly Anger and the Resentment, and after weighing the battle situation at the moment, he immediately passed away into the distance.

"Escaped?"

The woman's eyebrows furrowed, since the clutches of this demon killed each other, it can be said that her strength has increased greatly and she has taken the advantage, especially after the three palms were destroyed, it is even more obsessive to kill her in a row. Who knows, after Qiu Ming, who had been in a coma for a long time, released the resentment in his body, the palm actually went away in panic.

The woman's face turned from sorrow to joy, and then she said: "Heaven is angry and people are resentful, and the generation of my clan will be resurrected!"

Whistling, but seeing several rays of light flying towards this side in the distance, it was obvious that the people of the Qin and Xiang clans noticed the change in the ancestral hall and rushed over.

"Don't stay here for long. ”

The woman's eyebrows furrowed, in her opinion, these juniors obviously couldn't help her, let alone enter her eyes, but in order not to let people detect her whereabouts, it was not appropriate to leak the matter of the heavens leaving the sky, so she decided to leave here.

After a glance, she flashed to Qiu Ming's side, and immediately took the other person in her arms, as for the mortal who had no divine power at all, she couldn't let it go, and swept him away with a wave of her hand, and fled away into the distance.

A mortal with no divine powers. To be able to survive in the True God Realm and live for so long, this person obviously has a great secret hidden in him.

"Two patriarchs, we're late. ”

One of his subordinates arched his hands and said respectfully.

In front of the ancestral hall, it was a mess, full of traces of battle, and even the four walls of the ancestral hall had become full of holes because of the battle, and when they saw the scene in front of them, the two leaders of the Qin and Xiang clans were full of slight coldness. Silent.

At this time, the surroundings were quiet, no one dared to gasp for breath, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing, even making people feel a little suffocated.

"Patriarch Qin, let's go in and have a look. ”

After being silent for a long time, Xiang Feng, the patriarch of the Xiang clan, suddenly spoke, which also broke the surrounding depression. Whew, and the others also breathed a sigh of relief at this time.

The patriarch of the Qin clan, Qin Shiwei, nodded. Still not speaking.

"The two patriarchs..."

One of his subordinates ran over in a cold sweat, but when he got closer, he just looked at the two patriarchs with his eyes, and didn't dare to say a word.

"What's the matter?"

Qin Shi finally became really angry. Thinking about how could he, the Qin and Xiang clans have been subjected to such humiliation, and the ancestral hall was smashed, not to mention, he didn't even know what the opponent looked like and what his origin was.

"Say it. We forgive you not guilty. ”

Compared with Qin Shi's cold and strict, Xiang Feng's words were much gentler, which made his nervous subordinates ease their expressions slightly.

"In the clutches of the devil... The clutches of the Nine Disciples of the Demon Gate... All... They all escaped from the ancestral hall. ”

The disciple was trembling. Finally told the truth.

"Waste, a word of spitting, is simply waste. ”

The patriarch of the Qin clan shouted angrily, and immediately flipped his right palm, and a knife stretched out from his cuff, like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole.

"Don't!

The disciple shouted in horror, that brother didn't understand his situation, this patriarch was simply using the topic to play, wanting to use him to get angry.

"Old Qin, forget it, if something like this happens, how can you blame an ordinary disciple. ”

Xiang Feng comforted with a pleasant face, and just this sentence made the frightened disciple seem to see a glimmer of hope for survival. On the other hand, Qin Shi seemed to be really moved by Xiang Feng's words, and even the expression on his face softened slightly.

"Thank you Patriarch Xiang for your kind words, and thank you Patriarch Qin for not killing. ”

At this moment, the disciple was simply grateful, knelt on the ground, and blindly only knew that he kowtowed and thanked him.

"Look for death. Xiang Feng's right hand was also a divine knife with ink like cold iron, and it shot out from the cuff like a poisonous snake: "Patriarch Qin, when did you say that you were going to kill you?"

The right hand flipped again, and a knife was swung out, only to see the huge head of the younger brother roll down.

Seeing the sudden change, all the disciples couldn't help but feel a chill, and they touched the back of their necks one after another, and intuitively felt that a cold air was wrapped around like a poisonous snake, and from time to time they spit out the core, which made people sincerely frightened and afraid.

At this time, the atmosphere has become depressed again, and the hearts of the people at this time have long been separated, and they have the intention of leaving.

"All the disciples listened to the order, guarded the ancestral hall, and did not leave half a step. ”

Qin Shi finished speaking coldly, and after exchanging glances with Xiang Feng, they entered the ancestral hall together.

At this point, a younger brother who was waiting outside, but after glancing at the ancestral hall, Huo Ran leaned over, with a light snort in his mouth, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, only to see others control the light under their feet, and flee madly into the distance like a meteor in the torrential rain.

Most of the other disciples were thoughtful, and after only a slight contemplation, they guessed the other party's intentions, and immediately recited an urgent incantation, and they all fled in all directions.

"Sure enough, they are all a group of people who beg to die!"

Qin Shi and Xiang Feng stood in front of the ancestral hall, two pairs of chaotic old eyes, coldly scanning the brothers who were fleeing around.

"Everyone, run away!"

After the disciples gave each other a notice in panic, they immediately bit the tips of their tongues one after another, spurting out a mouthful of essence blood, and exerting it on the retreat light, and in an instant, the speed at which they escaped suddenly soared to a new level.

"A bunch of things that don't know whether to live or die. ”

After Qin Shi snorted coldly, he turned his body around, and the other person faced the ancestral hall, and swung out with a knife, which turned out to be the sword technique of the Demon Ancestor.

How is it possible? How can my Qin and Xiang clans have something to do with the Demon Gate?

Seeing this, the disciples couldn't help but be confused. (To be continued......)