With a bang, there was a deafening explosion in the hall. The gorgeous hall was in a mess, and a figure flashed out of the hall.

"You can't let her escape - catch her -"

In the wide square, a huge figure appeared, and the scales on the green body glittered in the sun.

"Snake - it's a snake - my God!" a disciple exclaimed.

"She is a snake demon!!!" another disciple shouted in fear.

The demons in the cultivation world are more powerful than ordinary human practitioners. They are not only fast in cultivation, but also have a strong constitution comparable to Warcraft.

Xue liner's pupils are tiny. Unexpectedly, the ancestor of Hehuan is not a human practitioner.

"Don't let her escape - let's go and kill her!" Xue liner shouted, "if she escapes, there will be endless trouble in the future..."

The pet of half man and half snake looked down at the human cultivators like ants on the ground.

"Those who hurt our disciples of Hehuan sect will surely die -" the voice mixed with spiritual power spread to the whole square, cold and bloodthirsty.

As soon as the pet snake tail was thrown, it knocked down a lot of people. Most of the disciples were thrown out and hit the ground. A big pit was smashed, and the air was filled with dust.

When the snake tail was smashed again, many practitioners were killed by spitting blood from the smashed mouth.

It's terrible to see. The chaotic square is full of corpses and injured human practitioners. The bloody scene is frightening.

Min Qinghe is the one with the highest cultivation among all the people present. He will join the battlefield when he sacrifices the immortal sword.

Yun Guihe flashed in front of him, and a top-grade fairy sword appeared out of thin air, facing the center of Min Qinghe's eyebrows.

"If you move her, I'll kill you."

Zhong Lingxiu pulled min Qinghe's arm in fear and said pale, "master, I'm so uncomfortable."

Min Qinghe looked down at her situation and saw Zhong Lingxiu soft fall on him. His lips were bloodless and pitiful.

"What's the matter with you?"

Zhong Lingxiu shook her head and said, "I want to fly back to Xianfeng."

At this moment, a green shadow flashed across the sky, and only the human practitioners who moaned and groaned in pain were left in the square, and the pet has disappeared.

Min Qinghe can only leave with Zhong Lingxiu.

Lingweizong didn't have many disciples to join the war, but it was the disciples of other sects who died and injured.

"Master." Feng Ziheng came over and asked, "what should I do?"

Yun Guihe said coldly, "the ceremony has been destroyed. Tell them to go down the mountain."

Is this to drive people from all sects down the mountain?

At this time, they were injured and driven down the mountain. I'm afraid it will be even worse.

After all, Feng Ziheng dared not say anything. He arranged his disciples to heal the disciples of all major sects and sent them away.

Half a month.

Rumors abound in the practitioner world.

The double monks to be married by the leader of lingweizong are the ancestor of Hehuan.

He Huan, who frightened both the positive and evil, didn't die!

Father Hehuan seriously injured the leaders and disciples of major sects in lingweizong.

The ancestor of Hehuan rebuilt the Hehuan sect and recruited many disciples. The disciples who fled abroad have returned to the sect.

These news are really bad news for practitioners.

Heng qingzun, the most beautiful man in the world of practitioners, was picked and mended by the ancestor of Hehuan. Men with a little strength and good looks in major sects are afraid of being picked and mended.

The day when the secret land was opened.

All major sects have been repaired and wait at the entrance of the secret place.

A dozen practitioners with enchanting fairy patterns on their eyebrows and a red ribbon around their waist came from one side.