When Zhou Yunsheng was hunted by major forces, no one in the sect rescued him. Now he finally escaped from the sky, but the sect leader and the elders were blocked at the door, saying with certainty that he had practiced the "Huntian Demon Refining Heart Sutra". After all, it was just for the Kunlun Mirror in his hand.

Zhou Yunsheng had no feelings for the Wuji Immortal Sect, so he was furious now, so he was naturally very cruel when he started. When he went to various fog realms to experience it, he had extracted all the poisonous miasma from the poisonous miasma in the demon world and stored it in the black vortex, for fear that others would misunderstand it as a demon cultivator, and had not used it in recent years.

But at the moment, he had no worries. Since they believed that he was a demon cultivator, he simply confirmed his crime. All the methods he had reserved before were now used.

He glanced a few times and found that all those who came to block the people were masters above the God-Transforming Stage within the sect, and only a few disciples from the Nascent Soul Stage stood behind to support him, and Song Yufei was also among them.

When they were covered by thick fog, these people tried their best to persuade, "Uncle Master, if you hand over the Kunlun Mirror to the sect and then destroy your own martial arts, the sect leader and elder will naturally save your life. Why do you have to fight to the point of fighting?"

Zhou Yunsheng could only respond to them with a few sneers, activate the whirlpool in his dantian, and absorb the spiritual power in these people's bodies through the fog, making the power of poisonous miasma even more powerful.

True Man Chi Xiao and the elders were standing in the pure black mist emitting a rotten smell, and their faces suddenly changed.

"This is the poisonous miasma in the demon world. Good, Fang Xinghai is indeed a demon cultivator!"

"Zong Yi is not here, we will clean up the portal for him today. When he comes back, he will not say anything."

"Fang Xinghai, hand over the Kunlun Mirror, we can give you some fun, otherwise we will have to kill you into Netherworld Mountain and refine it into a puppet!"

Zhou Yunsheng took out the Soul-Melting Pill from the Qiankun Ring, and squeezed it into the mist one by one, and sneered, "If you want Kunlun Mirror, just say it directly, don't find a reason to sound high-sounding. I didn't practice any magic skills, but since the dirty water can no longer be washed away, I will just start killing today!"

The poisonous miasma in the Demon Realm can corrupt the bodies of cultivators and swallow their souls, but the time is slow. The medicinal effect of the Soul-Mulse Pill is the same as that of the poisonous miasma and is not fast. However, the overlapping of the two is not something that ordinary people can absorb. Zhou Yunsheng even merged the poisonous miasma with the psychedelic fog realm, and transformed many ghosts and monsters, then released ninety-nine heavenly thunder, and used the black fog bead to lead it out, turning the inside and outside of the sect into a dark Shura field.

He smashed all kinds of magical powers into these people's heads, and when they were knocked unconscious, they quickly escaped. You know, he is just a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage now, and he does not have the luck of summoning another thunder tribulation, so it is not advisable to fight for a long time.

True Man Chi Xiao and the elders and the elders were caught off guard by him and were immediately embarrassed.

If he wanted to escape in the chaos, Zhou Yunsheng could only abandon this poisonous miasma. He used the cover of black fog to escape outside the sect, but he did not know what restriction he stepped on and was bounced back hard. The Kunlun Mirror in the Qiankun Ring made a sharp buzzing sound at this moment, trying to break through the space and fly out.

Zhou Yunsheng knew that it might have been summoned by Song Yufei and wanted to return to his master. At the moment, the dark fog was everywhere, and who could see where the Kunlun Mirror had gone? I don’t know where to go. The cultivators in the Haotian World naturally followed him closely until they killed themselves and searched inside and out before they could stop.

Since that's the case, even if this thing is useless garbage, I will leave it to you. How can you use me for nothing? Zhou Yunsheng sneered, took out a few imprisonment talismans refined by Zong Yi, and pasted them on the Qiankun Ring layer by layer.

If the Kunlun Mirror had not been damaged in the Ninety-Nine Tribulation, it would naturally easily break through the barrier of the Qiankun Ring. However, its magical power was greatly reduced at present. After a few hits, it lost its subsequent power. It could only stay in place and make a continuous buzzing sound, as if it was protesting.

Zhou Yunsheng ignored it and rushed out in a different direction, but was bounced back again. After repeated several times, he realized that a confinement array had been laid here, just waiting for him to fall into the trap when he returned to the sect.

Obviously, they decided to kill him because they saw him sucking the five-tribulation fairy dry, but they had already made plans.

What a first immortal sect, what a good sect! Zhou Yunsheng gritted his teeth and sneered, took out the highly toxic pills given to him by Zong Yi, and squeezed them all into the fog.

As soon as he finished his movements, he heard the whistle and whistle. The Master Chi Xiao and the elders and the Peak Lords all retreated from the magic array, each standing in the corresponding position, injecting spiritual power into the array eyes. He did not have to use the secret method of the sect, Xuantian Fire Array, but only any Peak Lord took action. But the news that Fang Xinghai killed one-third of the masters of the Haotian world with his own strength came. They planned to set up this formation in advance, and now they couldn't help but be glad to see it again.

The other party was indeed Zong Yi's disciple, and his methods were very good.

The dark red flames burned along the lines of the magic circle, and instantly raised the temperature here to an unimaginable level for ordinary people. This was the case in the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun.

The black mist was evaporated, and the catastrophe thunder gradually dissipated, revealing Zhou Yunsheng who was trapped in the center of the array. Due to the high temperature, the air slowly became distorted, which also distorted his strange face.

Although his Taoist robe is not an ordinary person, he can't stand the high temperature that can burn all the immortals to ashes, and the corners of the robe become charred.

True Man Chi Xiao stepped forward and said coldly, "Fang Xinghai, if you don't want to suffer, you will be useless if you hand over the Kunlun Mirror. We can spare you all the time."

"You don't have the right to deal with me, so I'll talk about everything when my master comes back." Zhou Yunsheng took out a Taoist robe with a higher grade and replaced it with him, and immediately felt refreshed. The products produced by Zong Yi are indeed not ordinary people.

"Even if your master comes back, he will definitely not let you go. Do you know how your master died? He died in the hands of the direct disciple of the Demon Lord, and was sucked away his life's cultivation and turned into dust. Your master took the sword and destroyed the Demon Lord's sect and destroyed his inheritance in the Haotian World. What would he do if he knew that his disciple was practicing that kind of demon skill behind his back?" An elder spoke lightly.

This is also the reason why they dared to clean up the portal on behalf of Zong Yi today.

Zhou Yunsheng sneered and said nothing, and sat down and began to enter into meditation. Not to mention that he had not practiced any magic skills at all, even if he practiced, Zong Yi would not harm him. The relationship between them was not something others could understand.

Seeing that he was stubborn, several elders immediately injected more spiritual energy to activate the fire of Xuantian. After burning Fang Xinghai to ashes, the things in his Qiankun Ring naturally belonged to the sect.

Song Yufei, who was hiding behind the crowd, became more and more anxious. He summoned the Kunlun Mirror several times, but he didn't see it come back. Now the fog barriers inside and outside the sect have been cleared, but they can't summon it again. Once Fang Xinghai dies, these elders in the sect will take away the Kunlun Mirror and collect it for life. It will definitely be countless times more difficult to retrieve it than now.

What's more, if an elder had a greed intention to refine the Kunlun Mirror, their cultivation level was far above him, and he could easily erase his essence, blood and spiritual consciousness, causing him to suffer backlash. It was better than Fang Xinghai, whose cultivation level was one marginally worse than him, and he could not refine the Kunlun Mirror.

Song Yufei became more and more worried as he thought about it, and secretly blamed himself for being stupid.

"What's there to blame yourself? If the Kunlun Mirror was not given to Fang Xinghai at that time, and was chased and killed, and the one being roasted by Xuantian Fire was you. How many lives would you have to escape?" The stunning woman inside the jade ring spoke coldly.

"But that is my natal artifact after all. If it is refined by an elder, I will suffer an extremely serious backlash." Song Yufei's tone was bitter. He felt that Fang Xinghai was born to defeat him, and there would be no good things when he met Fang Xinghai.

"Don't worry, I will help you get the Kunlun Mirror back. Although I am only one soul and one spirit left, it is enough to crush the people in this world." The woman looked proud, as if she was thinking of something, and pursed her lips and didn't speak again.

Song Yufei was completely relieved and looked at the man in black in the sea of ​​fire with a sneer. Today's appearance was exactly what he had planned to kill people with a knife. If he hadn't rushed back to the sect and told the sect leader Fang Xinghai that was practicing magic skills, where did these people find such a high-sounding reason to kill people and seize treasures?

But the fog just now is probably not simple, so you need to be careful. While thinking, he looked inside the Dantian and saw that his Nascent Soul was holding a cold crystal of ice soul that could relieve hundreds of poisons. There was no abnormality around him. So he breathed a sigh of relief. Forty years ago, it was Fang Xinghai who poisoned his golden elixir, causing him to endure the pain of breaking the elixir to re-cultivate. He could never mind this matter.

However, as soon as the turbid breath was released, the elders who were guarding the array eyes vomited blood one after another.

"Soul-Merking Pill? Hu Zi'er dare!" An elder roared with a flaw in his eyes. Because the pill was attached to the fog, the fog was attached to the spiritual energy, and was sucked into the body by these people. Naturally, they could not realize that they had been poisoned, and they did not realize it until the symptoms broke out.

The other peak master elders quickly looked inside the purple palace of Dantian and found that it was covered with gray-black poisonous mist. They immediately pulled back part of the spiritual energy in the array's eyes to restrain the power of the Soul-Melting Pill.

"The methods are so vicious, and I still say that I am not a demon cultivator? Today I will clean up the door instead of the Supreme Elder!" Master Chi Xiao had long been resentful to Master and disciple Zong Yi. Regardless of the poisonous fog in the internal organs, he insisted on pouring all his spiritual energy into the array eyes, trying to burn Fang Xinghai to ashes.

Zhou Yunsheng curled his lips and sneered without fear at all. The sanctified immortal who was killed by him just now had touched a wisp of the soul that Zong Yi placed on him. In less than half an hour, Zong Yi should come back.

He had many defensive magic weapons on his body, which was enough to make him last for half an hour. After a brief thought, he took out a jade tripod from the Qiankun Ring and sucked the Xuantian fire surrounding him into the tripod, and immediately felt much more comfortable.

"Medical King Ding!" The stunning woman and the peak master of Danyuan Peak shouted in unison, which made the eyes of others lit up.

This is a magic weapon that is not inferior to the innate treasure. No wonder Zong Yi was able to cultivate the alchemy to the chaos level, no wonder he was able to refine the heaven-defeating fortune pill, all because the Medicine King Cauldron is in hand.

At this moment, these so-called decent people all had four words written on their faces, with the left cheek saying "killing people" and the right cheek saying "treasure hunting".

"Change the formation." The elder with the highest cultivation level gave several hand techniques, turning the Xuantian Fierce Fire Array into a god-like array with more murderous intent, and vowed to take down the star sea as fast as possible.

The flames soared into the sky, and changed from dark red to black. The burning feeling was replaced by the cold and harsh thrilling, and the screams of ghosts and monsters exploded in their minds, but they instantly took away Zhou Yunsheng's mind.

He stretched out his hand and wanted to snatch his dantian, but he heard a very familiar voice coming from the void, "Who dares to touch my disciple?" Before he finished speaking, countless black sword lights directly penetrated the space barrier, attacked the elders and the peak master who were guarding the eyes of the formation, and even slashed the gods and evil formations of the heavens into pieces.

The Yin Fire and howl instantly dissipated. Zhou Yunsheng looked down at the five claws that had already been pressed on the dantian, and his face became twisted. He was about to fight out, but was brought into his arms by the tall man who suddenly appeared and groped in and out several times.

"Are you okay?" Zong Yi's voice trembled.

"I'm fine, fortunately you came in time." Zhou Yunsheng immediately hugged him.

"It's good if there is nothing to do, let's retreat to the side." Zong Yi pulled the disciple behind him, raised his arm and transformed into a black giant sword, slashing in the air. The black sword light killed four Mahayana Elders in a row with an unstoppable force, and even split the towering sect in half. The earth could not withstand this vast power, and a gap was opened in the trembling state, extending directly to the gate of Chixiao Palace where the sect leader lived before he could barely stop it.

After the loud bang and the smoke and dust in the sky, the elders and the peak master who had originally surrounded and killed Zhou Yunsheng were all split in half, and even their souls could not escape. The rest of the people were all frightened. Not to mention counterattacks, they could not even stand firmly. They were also people who had survived the thunder tribulation, so they could naturally feel the terrible aspects of the Supreme Elder.

He has practiced the sword art of the sky to the extreme, transformed into a sword with his body and achieved the Tao with his killing, and was invincible in the sky and the earth.

"Supreme Elder, please listen to our explanation!" Chi Xiao Zhenren covered his cut-off right arm and spoke hard, "Fang Xinghai has practiced the "Huntian Demon Refining Heart Sutra". We are helping you clear the portal. This matter was seen by Song Yufei with his own eyes, so you can ask him."

Song Yufei, who was taken out alone, wished he could strangle Chi Xiao to death. If he couldn't deal with the Supreme Elder, he would take me as a junior. Are you embarrassed? He secretly hated him, but he was neither humble nor arrogant. He told Fang Xinghai what he had done to suck some powerful people away, and was willing to hand over his memories.

Zong Yi's eyes slightly closed and he did not speak.

Zhou Yunsheng walked behind him, wrapped his hands around his thin waist, and his cheeks pressed against his broad back, and his dependence was beyond words.

Zong Yi's heart was hot, and she covered her big palm on the back of Tu'er Yubai's hand and patted her affectionately.

Seeing this scene, Song Yufei was very anxious and shouted, "Supreme Elder, Fang Xinghai has fallen into the devil's path. As the pillar of the righteous path, you should destroy your relatives for justice. Otherwise, if this matter is spread, do you still have the reputation of my Wuji Immortal Sect?"

"What Yu Fei said is. Supreme Elder, don't forget how your master died back then. The demon cultivator did many evil deeds, which will sooner or later lead to another catastrophe. Everyone in my righteous person will be punished." While persuading, Chi Xiao Zhenren used his spiritual energy to try to stop the blood of the broken arm, but found that the spiritual power was useless to the wounds caused by the Breaking Heaven Sword Dao. He immediately remembered the blood demon ancestor, Yangming Sanxian and Xuanhui Sanxian, who were injured by the Supreme Elder and fell one after another, and his heart was beating wildly.

The sword of the sky can destroy the way of heaven. A mere cultivator is just an ant under his sword.

True Man Chi Xiao did not dare to think deeply, and tried harder to persuade the Supreme Elder. Only by pulling the Supreme Elder to his own side can he help resolve the sword energy on the wound.

Several other surviving elders and peak masters also discovered the terribleness of the Breaking Heaven Sword and joined the lobbying team, describing Zhou Yunsheng as a great devil who is rare in a thousand years, as if the next moment, he would destroy the cultivation world.

"No need to say more. As Xing'er's master, his skills have been passed down to me. Since you denounce him as an evil demon heretic, it's fine. My master and disciple have left the Wuji Immortal Sect and fell into the demon path, and completely confirmed the rumors. If you want to eliminate the demons and defend the way, just come to the poisonous miasma of the demon world to find me, I will wait at any time." Zong Yi reached out and grabbed the disciple who was behind him into his arms, swayed his sleeves, and put the majestic Fenji Peak into the Qiankun Ring, and rode away in the black sword light.

Before leaving, he looked at Song Yufei deeply, and a small black sword condensed in his eyes, which quietly penetrated into the jade ring. He has now cultivated to the realm of transforming into a sword with his body. Any part of his body, including his voice and eyes, can turn into sword intent and kill people invisibly.

As expected, Song Yufei was unaware of anything and stood behind several senior brothers with a stern face.

Zong Yi used his soul when he said the last few words, and all the sects within a radius of tens of thousands of miles could be heard clearly. As soon as the sword light disappeared, the four words "Wuji Immortal Sect" he carved on the Jueying Wall with his sword intent erupted with cracking roar, and in a few breaths it turned into a pile of gravel. The holy land that countless sword cultivators yearned for disappeared like that.

There is no doubt that the Wuji Immortal Sect, which has lost the Supreme Elder, will also lose the status of Haotian No. 1 Immortal Sect and will face suppression from several other major Immortal Sects.

True Man Chi Xiao could no longer hold back and spit out a mouthful of blood. The Supreme Elder left, but why did he slaughter all the elders and the peak masters? They were also the cornerstones to support the sect. But in order to capture the Kunlun Mirror openly, he chose to attack the star sea at the sect. What happened just now was probably seen by spies from other sects.

Wuji Immortal Sect is in danger!

"Go back, close the sect and open the sect protection formation!" Chi Xiao Zhenren shouted gritting his teeth.

Several disciples in the Nascent Soul stage did not join the battle circle, so they survived and hurriedly stepped forward to support him. One of them stuffed a top-level pill into his mouth. Seeing that his wound not only had not healed, but even the blood had not stopped, his face suddenly changed: This wound is strange!

He lowered his eyes and looked closely, but the sword intent of the Breaking Heaven left on the wound stabbed the soul and could not stop spewing out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Master Chi Xiao felt more and more despair in his heart. If he had known that the Supreme Elder had been pampering Fang Xinghai to the point of being unprincipled, why would he have made things difficult for Fang Xinghai? If Song Yufei hadn't instigated him, how could Wuji Immortal Sect suffer this disaster?

True Man Chi Xiao thought about it carefully, how could he not understand that he had been hit by Song Yufei's plan to kill someone by using a knife. He looked around and did not find any trace of Song Yufei, so he knew that he had run away. OK! Forty years ago, my daughter fell in your hands, and forty years later, I fell in your hands. Song Yufei, don't let my Wuji Immortal Sect's disciples find you!

As for the Supreme Elder, Chi Xiao Zhenren is willing to take revenge but is powerless. Only those who have experienced the Supreme Elder's Breaking Sword Intent will understand what level of his strength reach. He can destroy such a huge creature as Wuji Immortal Sect with his own strength.

In other words, if the major immortal sects in the Haotian world anger him, they will face the end of the severance of inheritance and the extinction of the Taoist sect, unless all the immortal sects unite to deal with him alone.

The true man Chixiao's thoughts were heard and immediately sent letters to the major sects. With Kunlun Mirror as bait, no sect would refuse.

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Zhou Yunsheng sat in Zong Yi's arms and flew towards the southwest demon world.

Zong Yi opened his Taoist robe and wrapped him in, and spoke softly, "Disciple, since he has fallen into the devil's way, how about we just change our identities?"

"What identity does it change? Demon Lord? Demon King? Demon God?" Zhou Yunsheng asked with a smile.

"I mean, exchange my two ranks." Zong Yi turned his head and kissed his disciple's cheek, with a nervous tone.
To be continued...