All in all, with the passage of time, more and more monks in Cangxi Prefecture were devoured by the evil spirit clan, and the evil spirit clan became stronger and stronger, and multiplied more and more.

The monks who still stayed in Cangxi Prefecture were also living more and more in dire straits.

And in Cangxi Prefecture, which is so full of holes, there is another pure land.

Immortal Dao Alliance, in a basin surrounded by mountains where the teleportation array is located.

The flames that had been sent here by various sects, and the young monks with extraordinary qualifications, gathered around the teleportation array.

They are one of the few monks in Cangxi Prefecture who will be brutalized by the evil spirit clan, and they will soon take the teleportation array to the upper realm.

However, at this moment, they all looked solemn and sad.

"Woo woo woo~"

In the silence, a cry suddenly came.

It was from the place where the young monks of the One Sword Sect had gathered.

"I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving!"

"Ancestor, don't don't want Rou'er, don't send Rou'er away!"

Bai Rou'er, who was seven or eight years old, also kept screaming and struggling, wanting to break free from the senior brothers and sisters who were holding her tightly, wanting to leave here and return to the One Sword Sect.

"Rou'er, don't make trouble!" Qingyu, who was already in the late stage of foundation building, scolded with words, but there was a choked voice in his voice.

Not only him, but also not only the disciples of their One Sword Sect, almost all the young disciples here had tears in their eyes.

There was also a tangle in his eyes.

They were reluctant to leave their sect, reluctant to leave the elders of the sect, and those familiar faces.

However, no matter how reluctant they were, no matter how dare they dare to go back, they can only leave.

Carrying the inheritance of the sect, they can only leave without hesitation and go to the upper realm, which is their responsibility and obligation.

In any case, the inheritance of the sect cannot be broken.

Shout!

Finally, in a low cry, in the blurred vision of everyone, a dazzling white light shone out.

"Quick, pull Senior Sister Bai in!" Qingyu's voice also came at this time, and then followed by several junior brothers and sisters, they dragged Bai Rou'er into the teleportation array.

Woohoo!

At this moment, one figure after another rushed in with them.

Goodbye, Cangxi Prefecture.

Hello, unknown upper realm.

......

A sword faction under the mountain, Cuizhu Town.

The only inn in a luxurious room on the top floor.

Yama Daoist stood by the window, frowning and looking out of the window.

A few days ago, Cuizhu Town was still crowded with people, but in the past two days, the number of people has decreased sharply.

There are too many deaths, and those who go out to strangle the evil spirit clan with the team of the One Sword Sect will be able to come back half of them.

However, after the half of the return healed from his injury, he was still worried about it, and continued to go out to kill.

Half less, half and half, the number of people rushing can't catch up with the number of monks rushing towards Cuizhu Town.

This is also what makes the Yama Daoists puzzled, are these monks all sick?

It was not easy to pick up a life and come back, but I didn't know how to cherish it, and I ran out to die.

One or two can also be understood as not being able to think about it, and if there are too many people, Yama will not be able to find an explanation.

Is there really a sense of justice and mission?

He'd never believed in these things, and he thought they were all farts.

But now, there is a deep suspicion.

Also, it doesn't matter if these foreign monks rush to death one after another, and the monks of the One Sword Sect are actually the same.

Wouldn't it be good to stay in the sect and close the mountain gate? Anyway, it would be impossible for the evil spirit clan to break their One Sword Sect's mountain protection array in a short period of time.

Shout!

Just when the Yama Daoist was puzzled, a light lit up behind him.

The disciple of the Yama Daoist, Mo Tu's communication card lit up, and he also flew out of the storage bag directly.

A streamer of light also shot out from the communication card, directly into Mo Tu's eyebrows.

After listening to the voice that came directly into his mind, Mo Tu's face changed greatly, "Master, our Skull City is gone! ”

After saying this, Mo Tu also sat on the ground with a pale face, as if all the strength in his body had been drained.

Skull City is the lair of the Yama Daoists, which was founded by him and several other evil cultivators, and most of the people living in it are evil cultivators.

can also be called strong, but now the whole army has been wiped out, and there is no one left.

"All of them are dead, junior brothers and sisters, as well as those senior powerhouses, who did not leave Skull City before, and now there is no one left, all of them are dead. ”

Mo Tu's whispered voice continued to come out.

The Yama Dao people, who originally thought that they were completely emotional, also trembled at this moment, and their eyes turned red.

Dead!

All of them are dead!

"Hahaha!" After muttering in his heart for a while, the Yama Daoist suddenly laughed again, but he laughed like a crazy demon, and he was also full of self-deprecation.

He originally thought that all the people in Cangxi Prefecture were dead, and he would not blink his eyes, and he was still excited.

Everyone is dead, and the treasures of the entire Cangxi Prefecture are all his own, so what's so sad.

Moreover, none of the monks in the entire Cangxi Prefecture, including those in Skull City, had a good impression of him, and if he was strong, he would shout and kill almost every time they met.

Even those who are lowly in cultivation must be cursing and scolding him behind their backs.

The best thing is also the irony of each other's jealousy, and after a few words, they go their separate ways.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the enemy of the whole world, and the enemies are all dead, shouldn't he be happy?

However, now he felt that his smile was so bitter.

After laughing three more times, Yan Luo Dao finally stopped, but his eyes became completely different from before, although his face was still full of anger and coldness, which just made people feel different.

Shout!

With a wave of his hand, the Yama Daoist threw out a storage bag for Mo Tu, "Stay here and don't go out, the pills inside should be enough for you to cultivate to the Golden Pill stage." ”

"Wang Jing also stays here, but he doesn't need to care about him in the future, he wants to leave and don't go, he wants to stay. ”

Hearing these words, Mo Tu felt even more uneasy in his heart, "Master......"

But before he finished speaking, Yama Daoist directly waved his hand to interrupt, and then looked at Wang Jing, who was still immersed in the turtle breath technique to heal his injuries, his expression returned to normal, and he directly became gritted his teeth.

"You'd better not die, you bless your apprentice from dying, sooner or later, I'll find you again and get my Cold Moon Demon Sword back. ”

Coldly dropping these words, the figure of Yama Dao flashed and disappeared in place.

reappeared, but he had already come to the outside of Cuizhu Town.

Outside the town, many monks from the One Sword Sect were leading the scattered cultivators who came to Cuizhu Town to strangle the evil spirits.

The Yama Daoist didn't say a word, and directly killed, the target, the evil spirit.