Angry killings and desperate screams filled the barren mountain. Ye Yuxi and Bai Jinyi stood together, looking down at the battlefield below, but they didn't make any more moves.

A few minutes later, most of the disciples of the Canglong Pavilion had been slaughtered, and only a few were captured alive by the blood alliance and others, saving their lives.

"Thank you two for today, otherwise this place will really be occupied by those people for a while."

After the battle, the ancestor of the blood alliance brought the great elder and several other high-level members of the blood alliance to Ye Yuxi.

In addition to these people, for example, the elders of the Kuangfeng Sword Sect, Lihuo Sect and other sects also surrounded and showed courtesy to Chaoye Yuxi.

Everyone can see that once the Canglong Pavilion is eliminated, these two young people in the sky are the strongest in parting cultivation, and it is necessary to have a good relationship with these two.

"Thank you, Miss Yaoji." "Thank you, Miss."

The crowd surrounded Ye Yuxi and the two in the center, and they hugged each other for a while.

"You don't need to be too polite. There are still many evils left in the Canglong Pavilion, and those people will trouble you to solve them." Ye Yuxi smiled and looked at the crowd. It was hard to believe that she was so elegant not long ago. Killed a strong earth spirit with his own hands, and destroyed several earth spirit puppets!

Hearing what Ye Yuxi said, the elders of the sect gradually dispersed, staying beside Ye Yuxi, only the ancestor of the blood alliance and the first elder.

Of course, there are people from You Luomen, but including the ancestor of You Luomen, those disciples have gathered together since the end of the battle. Looking outside.

"Old Ancestor, do we want to go there?" An elder asked in a low voice as the people around Ye Yuxi dispersed one after another.

The patriarch You Luomen looked at Ye Yuxi sullenly, his left shoulder was still aching, but more importantly, the patriarch You Luomen had already guessed the identities of Ye Yuxi and the two, now the battle is over, the next step...

Violence flickered in the muddy eyes of the ancestor You Luomen, and he said to the elder beside him, "Give me an order, and everyone will return to the sect immediately to stand by."

"Yes." The elder turned around and waved to the people behind, and the remaining hundred masters of You Luomen left in a mighty manner.

"They just left like that."

The Great Elder of the Blood Alliance looked at the backs of the You Luomen people leaving, with deep meaning in his eyes.

"If Canglong Pavilion makes such a fuss, the forces in the inner capital may have to reshuffle their cards again." Bai Jinyi shook his head and sighed aside. All alliances of interests are temporary. When the interests of the two parties conflict, the agreement at the time of the alliance is nothing more than an agreement scrap paper.

The ancestors of the blood alliance also sighed when they heard the words. Now that one of the three ancestors has died, the Skylark Palace is equivalent to losing its shelter. Those small sects and sects may not be so bold, but they are like the Lihuo Sect. Zongmen can't say for sure!

Whoosh!

Several people in the air were discussing what to do next, when a white figure suddenly jumped up from below with a sword in its mouth.

"Zi Ling." Seeing that shadow, Ye Yuxi's eyes showed a look of joy. What Zi Ling held in his mouth was the mother sword that was thrown down by the Ninth Elder before.

Zi Ling handed the mother sword to Ye Yuxi, and instead of running to Ye Yuxi's shoulder as usual, she gently picked Ye Yuxi's palm with two small paws, signaling Ye Yuxi to open her palm.

"Purple Spirit? What's the matter?" A look of doubt flashed in Ye Yuxi's eyes, and she gently opened her hands.