In the end, Qin Guiyou still couldn't enjoy it.

The evil cultivator who was in an advanced state was much more fragile than usual, and before he could react, his sword qi washed away the meridians and lungs, and the irritable evil qi had nowhere to put it, and he almost suffocated himself to death.

As soon as Qin Guiyou entered the battle state, he was so ruthless that he had no Taoist friends, and the word "kill" was engraved in both eyes, and the two unlucky evil cultivators couldn't withstand such a cruel attack at all, and they died before they even had time to scream.

Zhong Lingge sat on the tree and watched with relish, and when the fourth senior brother with regret on her face flew over, she clapped her hands very hard and praised it.

"Fourth Senior Brother, such a powerful swordsmanship! Better than ever! It is worthy of being the first sword cultivator of the Extreme Dao Sect! ”

"Can you see clearly?"

Qin Guiyou was a little confused by her praise, isn't the little junior sister in the Qi refining period? How can you see at a glance that his swordsmanship has improved a lot?

Zhong Lingge's throat choked, the fourth senior brother was too real, of course she couldn't see it, isn't this the art of touting!

"Whether I can see it clearly or not, the swordsmanship of the fourth senior brother is the first in foundation building, I don't have to say! That one. Fourth Senior Brother, isn't your sword cultivation anything? Don't pay much attention to foreign objects? ”

"Here you go."

Qin Guiyou understood quickly this time, and understood that she wanted the storage bag of the evil cultivator, first, her smile was too flattering, and secondly, the eyes that looked at the storage bag in his hand were completely undisguised.

He is indeed not an accident, there are many talisman treasures in the Extreme Dao Sect, and he rarely uses them. As a last resort, he won't even activate the life-saving things in his storage bag. So far in his cultivation, he had never encountered anyone who forced him to flee for his life.

What's more, not to mention the storage bags of the two evil cultivators, even if it is the storage bag of the Yuanying Dao cultivator, he will not grab it with the little junior sister.

"Be careful, don't get contaminated."

"Hey, hey, thank you, Fourth Senior Brother!"

Zhong Lingge couldn't wait to open the two storage bags, threw the few spirit stones and ordinary magic weapons inside into the storage bags, and took out the rest of the special magic weapons for evil cultivation and burned them. She will not have no bottom line to sell the things of evil cultivators, and these things can be used to harm people when they are transferred to the hands of other evil cultivators.

"Huh? Moon Lotus Club Invitation? Is the cult still organized? ”

Zhong Lingge flipped to the end and saw an invitation letter in black and red letters, with the place and time of the meeting written on it, and the inviter was the leader of the Moon Lotus Society, Qin Fang.

"Fourth Senior Brother, all surnamed Qin, do you recognize them?"

"Qin is a big surname, I don't recognize it all."

Qin Guiyou wanted to laugh when asked, sometimes the little junior sister is smart, and sometimes she is inexplicably a little stupid.

Zhong Lingge let out an "oh" and threw the invitation into the storage bag, with a bold idea. "When the sect competition is over, let's go to the cult gathering to have fun?"

"Okay." Qin Guiyou agreed, without hesitation at all. Evil cultivators are the only existence in the lower realm that he hates, and it is also the race where he can kill one without going against his heart.

In the case of Taoist cultivators, demon cultivators, and demon beasts, he would not have the heart to punish them when he saw them.

Zhong Lingge hit it off with him, planning to win over more trustworthy people, and when it was time for the party, he would go to this Moon Lotus Club to break through.

*

Nine Heavens Sword Sect, no sword blade.

Su Wu Zhenjun, who was sitting on the rooftop, let his white hair and white eyebrows flutter in the wind, and the increasingly cold air made him uneasy. For some reason, he suddenly thought of the nonsense that came out of the Xuanming Sect.

It's a joke! The Heavenly Dao is not complete, where will there be a real gown master! The fate of the lower realm was in their hands, and now that he had deviated slightly from the trajectory, he would soon be able to turn around.

The communication rune treasure placed on the side of the asking roof suddenly sounded, and Su Wu Zhenjun rarely showed a little impatience, and his divine sense probed into the rune treasure to take a look, and his eyes changed suddenly.

It turned out to be a failure.

How could it fail

He gave them the talisman drawn by his own hand, which was impossible to detect, why was he exposed to so many people in a high-profile manner?

How dare the Great Feather City Lord openly claim that he is incompatible with the Nine Heavens Sect?

Are these loose cultivators crazy?!

These nine people failed, why didn't the candidate disciples who stayed in the city report in time?

Boom!

Su Wu Zhenjun, who was in an unstable mood, waved his sleeves, and a tree not far away was impacted into powder by the sword intent, and it exploded in the air and fell down.

The Transmission Talisman Treasure lit up again, and before it was extinguished, the second and third rays of light followed suit.

Did the news spread?

For the first time since his cultivation, Su Wu Zhenjun felt overwhelmed, he didn't need to look at it to know that it was the true monarch of the six major sects and the eight major families, and the relationship had been stiff recently, and these old monsters were afraid that they wished he had ended himself and atoned for his sins.

There was no way he could bow his head to such a trivial matter.

The formation in the mountain was alarmed by dozens of familiar spiritual breaths, and Suwu Zhenjun dispersed the formation and enchantment, looking at the comer.

"What?"

"Elder Taishang, on behalf of the sect, we ask you to give an explanation to the Lower Domain!"

The Nine Heavens Sect Master led all the Yuanying elders to hug their fists and bow their waists, their posture seemed humble, but secretly they had a strong attitude that could not be refused.

"Now that the whole domain is colluding with the evil cultivators, what is the truth, Elder Taishang knows better than my juniors! You have repeatedly concealed the sect's private decisions, and I, as the sect master, should have asked in time, but you are the guardian of my sect and our respected elders, and I have never questioned your decision. But now"

"Now you want to push me out when you encounter a little thing, and calm the anger of those who don't matter?"

Su Wu Zhenjun looked coldly at a group of primordial children, these were the pillars of his growth, he didn't expect that one day they would work together against him!

"Do you know what would happen to the Nine Heavens Sword Sect without the Transformation God in charge?"

A group of Yuanying Cultivators were silent, and after a long time, the sect master opened his mouth word by word.

"From now on, there are no longer seven major sects, only six major sects."

"Hehe, it looks like you've all figured it out."

Su Wu Zhenjun sensed a more familiar aura of the Fourteen Dao.

The six major sects and the eight major families of the Transformation God True Monarch were all present.

"Fellow Daoists, do you really want to do this?"

Su Wu Zhenjun looked disdainful, how much difference was there between this group of people and him? It's just that he was in a hurry to be discovered, and these people were hiding deeper than him!

"Don't forget, I also have Wen Ningqian's messenger in my hand, if he knows what we've been doing all these years."

"Shut up!"

"Su Wu, you're confused!"

"People who go mad, why bother to say more!"

"Fellow Daoists, fight quickly!"

The fourteen divine powers pressed towards the Swordless Peak, and the Nine Heavens Yuan Infant who was standing not far away quickly retreated away, not daring to be contaminated.

Su Wu's heart was cold, and he used his secret technique to send out a message silently, and then walked to the sky with an arrogant laugh.

"Sword cultivation does not show the ambition of the wind and clouds, the three-foot Qingfeng has a seven-foot body, who knows me with a layman's mind? The end of the hero should be tortured! ”

The sword of the god was inspired, the space vortex swept, and the aura boiled like a pot of oil meeting water.

A sword rushed into the sky, Su Wu's white clothes flew up, and one person was alone against the fourteen gods, with a sad smile.

"It's just a death."

(End of chapter)