Cheng Yuan turned around and said: "Qingxue, let's take a step first!"
Lu Qingxue gave him a cold look...
Cheng Yuandao: "We are not leaving because of fear of death, but for Yuan Si. If we are here, he cannot escape peacefully. If we leave, with his martial arts, he can escape even if he cannot be beaten!"
Lu Qingxue frowned slightly, her bright eyes flashed, and she nodded lightly: "It makes sense!"
Cheng Yuan hurriedly said: "Then Qingxue, you go first!"
"You go first and I'll take a look." Lu Qingxue said: "After all, this is the territory of the Diewu Sect. I have a way to escape!"
"Qingxue!" Cheng Yuan lowered his face and hummed: "You still don't understand? If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave! Do you want your entire Diewu Sect to be driven by them and fight for them?"
He understood Tianfeng Sect's wishful thinking at a glance.
Although the Diewu Sect is not the top sect, its relationships are intricately intertwined. Every sect has married female disciples of the Diewu Sect. They may not seem to be strong, but in fact they exert the strongest power.
Moreover, most of the disciples of Diewu Sect are women, and all of them are as beautiful as flowers and jade. They are most powerful when used to persuade others. The beauty trap has been unfavorable since ancient times, and it is difficult for heroes to be trapped in the trap of beauties.
Once the Tianfeng Sect acquires the disciples of the Diewu Sect, it will be able to weaken the resistance of each sect to the greatest extent, so they would rather conquer the Diewu Sect first than destroy the Feitian Sect to establish its power first.
Once Lu Qingxue falls into their hands, the disciples of the Diewu Sect will definitely surrender. By then, the Tianfeng Sect will definitely be powerful, and there will be nothing wrong with the Dameng Sect. The matter is so important that he cannot but be angry.
He believed that Lu Qingxue also understood this, but she was still so stubborn. There was no sense of friendship, and she didn't take advantage of Wu Yuansi's fierce battle to entangle them and escape quickly.
"Haha... there are really smart people!" A chuckle suddenly sounded.
Four old men in gray robes appeared behind them.
One look at their appearance and you can tell that they are the same group as the eight old men in gray robes. They are all old monsters who came out of the secret realm. Although they are only middle-aged in appearance and cannot see aging, they have a unique aura lingering around them, as if they have gone through a lot of changes.
The vicissitudes of life flow through their bodies, especially between their eyebrows. These are the traces left by the years, and no one can get rid of them.
Twelve people actually came over!
Cheng Yuan's heart felt cold and he smiled bitterly at Lu Qingxue.
All calculations are a joke in the face of absolute strength. Even if I have the power to deduce, I can't deduce these twelve guys, nor can I deduce Wu Yuansi, just like a small boat in a huge wave.
He felt bitter in his heart and whispered: "Qingxue, I'm going to cut off the queen, you go!"
Lu Qingxue shook her head gently and said: "You are still thinking of luck now? I have made Meng Yun the sect leader. Now that I am no longer the sect leader, I will die as long as I die. We cannot let them wreak havoc in Diewu Sect!"
"Alas..." Cheng Yuan's smile became increasingly bitter.
He is not as decisive as a woman, knowing that there is a catastrophe, but still taking chances. Now it seems that he cannot escape, and the ambition of the Dream Sect will disappear!
Chu Li suddenly let out a long roar, unsheathed the Demonic Sword on his waist again, and made a light stroke.
Everyone felt that the world was darkened.
When the light returned, an old man in gray robe had died, and his body fell to the ground separately.
"Lao Wu!" The four old men in front of Cheng Yuan and Lu Qingxue roared.
They suddenly lost their smiles, ignored Cheng Yuan and Lu Qingxue, and shot at Chu Li.
The remaining seven people quickly flashed, allowing four people to come in, and an eleven-person formation was immediately formed. Chu Li felt that a huge force was coming, crushing him to pieces.
The Heavenly Demon Sutra circulates rapidly, and the Heavenly Demon Controls the Sky technique is used. The Wither and Glory Sutra circulates and controls the earth. The sky and the earth form a small world, which he can control freely, dissolving the huge power from the outside world. Their power is too huge, and they are gradually destroying him.
A small world.
He raised his voice and shouted: "Sect Master Cheng, Senior Lu, you take a step first, I will leave immediately!"
Lu Qingxue said: "Can you hold on?"
"No problem!" Chu Li smiled: "I can't do anything they can do!"
The remaining eleven gray-robed old men didn't care at all and attacked Chu Li like a storm.
Even though they had conflicts and stumbling blocks when they were together, it was a friendship that lasted for ten thousand years and it was hard to tell them apart. They couldn't tolerate the murder of their companions and wanted to take revenge no matter what.
What's more, Chu Li is still the leader of Feitian Sect.
Chu Li felt that he was on the verge of collapse and could be destroyed at any time, which aroused his anger.
He moved toward the sky and visualized a pattern in his mind, and suddenly a tyrannical force appeared in the sky.
This tyrannical force penetrated straight into his body from Baihui.
"Boom!" A thunder sounded in my mind.
Immediately, many Buddhas and demons began to chant sutras at the same time, and they made hand seals one after another. Unknowingly, the Heavenly Spirit Sutra also started to move. The tyrannical power that was originally trying to get in was unable to get in due to their concerted efforts, and simply floated away.
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There seemed to be a scream in the void, and then the tyrannical power disappeared without a trace.
But this time Chu Li's crisis was relieved.
This powerful force blocked the palms of the eleven old men, disrupted the formation, and gave Chu Li a chance to breathe. The Demon Sword was unsheathed again.
This time he used the sword technique that he and Lu Yurong had learned together. The sword was leisurely, but it cut off the necks of three gray-robed old men in one breath. Then he stood in the void and looked down at the remaining eight old men with a sneer.
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The eight old men in gray robes stared at him, wishing they could eat him.
Chu Li sneered and said: "Today I will fight to the death to kill you all. The dream of unifying the demonic realm is a joke. Only those who are not afraid of death can come!"
The eight old men in gray robes were motionless, their eyes as bright as blazing flames.
When one person died, they were so angry that they wanted to smash Chu Li to pieces. When two people died, they were even more angry. After catching Chu Li, they couldn't let him die immediately. They wanted to torture him and torture him to make him want to die.
You can't even die.
When the third person died, they felt cold in their hearts and felt something was wrong.
When the fourth person died, they were already afraid, their whole bodies tightened, and they felt like retreating.
After living for ten thousand years, according to people's thinking, they must have nothing to live for, they must be impatient with life, and want to be freed early. In fact, it is just the opposite. As they live longer, they become more greedy and nostalgic for life.
All their goals are to ascend, and they will have a longer lifespan when they reach the upper heaven, and the method of ascending is in the realm of unifying the demons. If it were not for the purpose of ascending, they would not do such a thing.
They originally thought that there was no master in the world who could threaten their lives, so they could just let it go. However, when they encountered Chu Li's Heavenly Demon Sword Technique, they had already killed four of their companions. Could they be the next one?
Thinking that they would die soon if they could not ascend to the upper sky, the inexplicable fear was several times worse than ordinary people's fear of death, driving them to hesitate and hesitate.