After leaving the Xuanqing Sect, I looked at the vast lineup of the 13th League of Eastern Alliance from afar. Seeing that the formation has grown more than twice as strong, the momentum has won more than ten times.

There are more than thirty powerful people who have experienced tribulations, and as many as five powerful people who have experienced tribulations.

Just looking at this lineup, the 13th League of Eastern Leagues does have the confidence to win the Wufeng Kingdom. After all, the Wufeng Kingdom is different now, and the uppermost level of the entire cultivation world has been almost completely destroyed by Xu Yi.

With just a single shot, Xu Yi saw the core character Zhou Binglin and fled towards him from afar.

With the same blow, Zhou Binglin's heart exploded, and his heart sank into the endless abyss. Although he had never seen the old demon Yiling, just one glance, he was sure that this person must be the old demon Yiling.

This is a feeling, a feeling that you can see through the illusion that you can see through the world.

"Okay, you dare..."

The young man in Jinguan shouted loudly, and the sound came out. Zhou Binglin waved his hand and half of the young man in Jinguan almost cracked. He stared at his father in a daze, his eyes shattered.

The next moment, the mad hatred in his eyes was no longer blooming, but he saw his father, the leader of the 13th League of Eastern Union, bowed down his eternal straight body at the fake in his eyes, and respectfully clasped his fists and said, "I have met Mr. Yiling next week." He respectfully held the seal of the kingdom in his palm.

With just this scene, the elders of the 13th League of Eastern Union were simply blinded.

Xu Yi said, "Brother Zhou knows why I killed the king of Wufeng Kingdom and still want to kill the royal court?"

"That's because you are cruel and ruthless, you are a rare devil."

He thought so in his heart, but Zhou Binglin never dared to say that. His mind quickly turned and a flash of inspiration flashed, "Sir, I want to be famous."

Xu Yi smiled slightly, "Yes, not right. Xu just wanted to tell the world that before provoking me, consider it clearly. Of course, what the world knows must be famous. It is good for you to say that you are famous."

Zhou Binglin felt cold in his heart. This devil was clearly threatening with blood.

"Sir, sir, we have a serious fault, but we will not die if we are guilty..."

Zhou Binglin finally couldn't help but tear off the last fig leaf and stepped on his dignity into the mud.

"Haha, I really didn't expect that the little martial god Zhou Binglin was so greedy and afraid of death. The 13th League of the East Alliance, I think it should be changed to the 13th League of the East Insect..."

A voice came from the west. Before the sound fell, more than twenty people came together. They were all powerful people who had experienced tribulations. The leading white-haired young man was the one who laughed.

After browsing, Zhou Binglin changed his face, "Wu Qijing, your Jiulong Sect is about to fight, and the one named Zhou is the one who is surnamed Zhou. Now is not the time. Please leave quickly. If you are evil, you will not be redeemed for a hundred deaths."

"Sir? Where did you come from? You said he?"

Wu Qijing pointed at Xu Yi and sneered.

As the leader of the Jiulong Sect, this person was led by the Jiulong Sect and the 13th Alliance of the Eastern Union led by Zhou Binglin were the two top forces that were established after the disaster of Wufeng Kingdom. They both wanted to defeat the other side and successfully established the country.

At this moment, Wu Qijing came and received news that all the forces of the 13th League of Eastern Union were transferred here.

Wu Qijing was puzzled at the time. There was only one Xuanqing Sect nearby, so why was Zhou Binglin so much trouble? But something happened abnormal and the more he couldn't figure it out, the more he had to figure it out.

He rushed over and saw this scene.

Out of habit, he mocked Zhou Binglin and immediately felt that it was wrong. Zhou Binglin would not be so unbearable.

But after careful examination, Xu Yi only had the level of cultivation that had experienced one level of tribulation to become vigilant and immediately disappeared.

Zhou Binglin said angrily, "Whoever is surnamed Wu, Zhou has endured it even though you are disrespectful to Zhou, but if you dare to be disrespectful to your husband, Zhou will fight for his life and will not stop with you!"

"Hahaha……"

Wu Qijing laughed endlessly and pointed at Zhou Binglin and said, "I really didn't expect that after many years, you, Old Zhou, have found a father for yourself, haha..."

Zhou Binglin was furious, "Sir, I am the young master of Yiling, a hero of the age, with the surname Wu, I think you are impatient in your life!"

The four words "Yiling Young Master" came out, and Wu Qijing's laughter came to an abrupt end.

Wu Qijing stared at Xu Yi in a daze, "Do you say he is the young master of Yiling, the old demon of Yiling who killed the royal court?"

After asking, Wu Qijing burst into laughter without waiting for Zhou Binglin to answer. This time, not only he laughed, but all the Jiulong Sect he brought with him laughed.

Before the laughter ended, the clear light suddenly rose, and Wu Qijing's head rolled down from his neck first. Then, none of the more than 20 people in the Jiulong Sect were spared and instantly turned into corpses.

The soul-suming banner came out, and the black and white energy rolled like a dragon, instantly rolling up all the divine babies floating around.

Quiet, a deadly quiet.

The sound of nature became noisy instead. The breeze swept across the river waves and the soft moans of the mountains and forests. At this moment, it was extremely clear.

From Zhou Binglin to the east, more than a thousand people from the 13th League of the East have been turned into stone sculptures.

The more advanced the cultivation level, the stronger the shock in my heart, especially Zhou Binglin.

He determined that Xu Yi was the old demon Yiling and knew that Yiling's old demon was fierce. Even though he had done enough psychological construction, he still couldn't adapt to the scene of Xu Yi killing with his own eyes.

It’s not how cruel the scene is, but how helpless it is.

There is no doubt that Wu Qijing is his life and death enemy, but such a great enemy that he could not do anything to for a long time was instantly left with a pile of flesh and blood, indicating his final existence.

If he was in a different place, this would definitely be the same situation, which was what made him most unable to think about.

After practicing for decades, he was like an ant in front of this old demon, which made him extremely difficult to accept.

The next moment, Zhou Binglin's shock disappeared and was filled with fierce fear. Because the devil Xu, who had cleaned up the resources, spoke again, "Brother Zhou, I advise you to put away your cleverness. Although I helped you kill Wu Qijing, I am afraid you are not qualified to treat Xu as a knife envoy. I will give it to you. No, I will give you 100 breaths to find a way to convince Xu."

After saying that, Xu Yi retreated far away.

Without Zhou Binglin's greeting, the elders with the right to speak gathered together and started to discuss it through a voice.

Life is at stake, no one is reserved anymore, and the discussions are very enthusiastic and fruitful.

Among them, the Blood Night Demon Lord was the clearest, and he instantly gave a general direction of his efforts. According to him, since the old demon Yiling gave time, it was clear that he had a reason not to kill, and it only depends on whether you can think of it.

On this basis, he mentioned two aspects: one is how to relieve Xu Yi's anger, and the other is how to bleed and buy life with the Thirteenth League of the Eastern League.
Chapter completed!