Ye Xiaochuan's voice spread slowly, as if it was a roar from ancient times, and everyone could hear it clearly.
Before Zuo Qiu's accident, Ye Xiaochuan had never thought about letting the Ghost Xuan Sect he formed be exposed to others so quickly.
Even if Ge Ling and others came to the Middle-earth to grab food, they would do it in pieces to avoid the eyes of various forces.
It was after Zuo Qiu's accident that they were asked to speed up.
Ye Xiaochuan transferred more than a thousand disciples of Guixuanzong to the sacred mountain, and had already decided that if the Zuo Qiu incident could not be solved peacefully, the only way to do it was through the use of force.
Ye Xiaochuan deeply understands the truth that fairness and morality are all bullshit.
In this world, whoever has the biggest fist calls the shots.
Once you act like a pig for a long time, others will really think you are a pig, and everyone will want to cut a piece of meat from you.
There are too many people chasing Ye Xiaochuan, and Ye Xiaochuan does not intend to play the role of a pig forever.
He must get an appropriate opportunity to show his fangs and roar like a tiger.
Only by showing off your muscles appropriately can you warn those who are secretly plotting against you, so that these people dare not act rashly.
Now that Gui Xuanzong's people have shown up, Ye Xiaochuan will no longer be sneaky.
He announced to the world that he, Ye Xiaochuan, was back.
He is not alone, he now has a powerful force.
This power is enough to crush all enemies who have evil intentions towards him.
This is more intimidating than his generous and self-righteous speech just now.
Everyone's facial expressions and reactions are different.
Many people thought that Ye Xiaochuan was speaking arrogantly.
Only a few people knew that Ye Xiaochuan was not arrogant.
Wang Ke is his subordinate and calls him the sect master.
Those more than a thousand red-clothed evil spirits called him Master! In the past eight years or so, Ye Xiaochuan has not been just trying to survive, nor has he been avoiding pursuit.
He has never been idle for a moment, he has been secretly recruiting disciples and cultivating his own strength.
Now this force has taken shape.
The more than a thousand Lingji masters are definitely not all the power behind him.
The realm of spiritual tranquility is very difficult, and behind Ye Xiaochuan there must be a large number of disciples who are in the realm of out-of-body, soul, and sky-controlling realms.
Moreover, no one can be sure that the more than a thousand people in front of them are all the Lingji masters under Ye Xiaochuan's command.
Nangong Bat smiled happily.
In the past, Ye Xiaochuan was too benevolent as a woman, his structure was too small, and he had no pursuit at all.
The ambition and domineering displayed by Ye Xiaochuan at this moment are exactly what her destined man should be, a leader of good and evil factions. At this moment, they looked at each other.
Guan Shaoqin said: "Young Master Ye is indeed a good trick! No sect can have so many first-class masters in eight years. It seems that Mr. Ye has taken refuge in the heaven. These masters are all monks from the Six Divisions of Heaven and Humanity."
Guan Shaoqin opened her mouth with heart-wrenching words. Her words caused a sudden uproar up and down the sacred mountain.
Many people suddenly understood.
They all angrily scolded Ye Xiaochuan for betraying the world and committing a heinous crime! Ye Xiaochuan did not speak, but Li Xuanyin was afraid.
He didn't care about the background of the red-clothed devils who called Ye Xiaochuan "Master", what he cared about was the fighting power of those people.
Under the attack, the Xuantian Sect lost more than two thousand people in an instant! At this moment, Ye Xiaochuan had escaped from the encirclement. If the fight continued today, the more than a thousand people alone would be enough to make the Xuantian Sect drink a pot.
, not to mention the rogue cultivator goddess who is eyeing her.
As for other sects, Li Xuanyin did not expect to sincerely help him.
They all wanted to watch Xuantian Sect's power be consumed.
Gu Jianchi saw through Li Xuanyin's thoughts.
He said in a deep voice: "Ye Xiaochuan has taken refuge in the heaven. We must not let him leave today. Otherwise, if we let the tiger go back to the mountain, there will be endless troubles.
Now only by uniting all the factions can we kill this devil!"
Tuoba Yu nodded and said: "Young Master Gu is right. Now we don't want to talk about the difference between good and evil anymore. We have to be consistent in dealing with the outside world!"
Guan Shaoqin naturally agreed.
This is the main forum of Xuantian Sect. If there is a fight, all the factions will be trying to gain advantage, and the one who will really suffer losses will definitely be Xuantian Sect.
Now these big guys don't really expect to kill Ye Xiaochuan today, but they are happy to see that they can consume the power of Xuantian Sect and Nangong Bat.
How could Li Xuanyin not understand the sinister intentions of these people?
In his heart, he greeted the eighteenth generation ancestors of these big guys.
If he were to deal with Ye Xiaochuan, the goddess of casual cultivators, and the casual cultivators of Nanhai alone, he would naturally not be merciful.
But suddenly more than a thousand Lingji masters jumped out, and their combat power was terrifying. They killed more than two thousand disciples of the Xuantian Sect, and their own losses were actually zero.
If they want to exterminate these red-clothed evil spirits, Xuantian Sect will have to pay the price in blood.
Letting Ye Xiaochuan and others leave will only damage the Xuantian Sect's face and make them the laughing stock of the world.
However, if the fight continues, the Xuantian Sect will pay an unimaginable huge price! Li Xuanyin is currently riding a tiger with difficulty.
He looked at Nu'e Shao Siming.
Nu'e, however, has been looking at the goddess of casual cultivators in the southwest. It is obvious that her Six Divisions of Goddess can deal with the goddess of casual cultivators, but they will definitely not help Li Xuanyin deal with the more than a thousand evil ghosts in red.
In the square, Yuan Xiaolou had broken free from his grandfather's hand, but she did not appear.
Ye Xiaochuan is out of danger, there is no need for her to take action now.
Yuan Xiaolou whispered: "Grandpa, are those people in red really monks from the Six Divisions of Heaven and Humanity?"
The old storyteller hummed: "Other people are stupid, so are you stupid?"
The boy who left with Wang Keke back then was the strength they had secretly cultivated over the years.
Grandpa, I planned a path for him back then. I thought it would take him at least fifty years to complete it.
Unexpectedly, his progress was much faster than I thought.
It seems that in the next few years, there will be some changes within the Demon Cult."
With Ye Xiaochuan's methods and the power in his hands, even if he cannot unify the Demon Cult in a short time, it will definitely cause huge waves within the Demon Cult.
Ye Xiaochuan had always been hiding in the past, but today he showed his power, so there is no need to continue hiding.
The old storyteller is very sure that in the future the Demonic Church will be turned upside down by Ye Xiaochuan.
All the fighting stopped temporarily, and the whole mountain was once again locked in a confrontation.
Wang Keke whispered a few words into Ye Xiaochuan's ear.
Ye Xiaochuan looked down at the square at his feet and nodded slightly.
Then, Wang Keke began to gesture to the group of red-clothed evil spirits.
When everyone thought that a fight was about to start, everyone was on alert, but in the end they saw only three to four hundred evil ghosts in red, falling quickly from the mid-air, and from the pile of corpses on the ground, all the magic weapons, universe bags and the like that they could see were removed.
Pocket it.
There is nothing they can do, they are too poor.
Ye Xiaochuan can indeed train a large number of cultivators in a very short period of time, but the magic weapon is seriously insufficient.
The more than 20,000 magic weapons taken away from Northern Xinjiang, plus the thousands of magic weapons in Xiaotu's storage bracelet, have all been distributed to the disciples of Guixuan Sect.
There were more than two thousand cultivators killed below, and most of them were sword cultivators.
Everyone has at least one magic weapon.
That's why Wang Keke shamelessly ordered the disciples of Gui Xuanzong to go down and pick up those fairy swords and Qiankun storage bags.
Only with more magic weapons can they cultivate more disciples and strengthen Gui Xuan Sect.
