In the Patriarch's Hall, Nanshan Sect Supreme Elder Pu Shan listened coldly to the report of his disciples. When he heard what the other party said, he was confused. Could it be that the other party was really a disciple of the sect and was just joking with the disciples guarding the mountain?
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No, Marde, what kind of sect disciple is this? The other party is definitely a master of formations, and he may even be a Taoist formation master. Otherwise, how could he pass through the heavenly formations as if he were walking on flat ground?
"Asshole, the other party is definitely not a disciple of the sect, but..."
"Wei Yang, the master of the demon master sect, came here to ask for advice on the strength of the Nanshan sect? Don't send these small fish and shrimps out. Even my Tao beasts can't be enemies. Why let them die and become food for the beast's mouth?
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This life's violent shouting resounded throughout the Huangpin Blessed Land. Pu Shan, who had not finished speaking, was stunned and muttered: "What is the Demon Master Sect? Do you know?"
"No, I know who the Fire Crane Cult is? I'm afraid my Nanshan Sect will be destroyed."
All the disciples of the first generation were confused, but Samantabhadra, who had a painful look on his face, immediately fell to the ground after hearing these words, and looked completely dumbfounded at the five people who walked into the Patriarch's Hall towards the door of the hall step by step.
"Puxian, please explain clearly?"
Although this Samantabhadra is his disciple, what he has learned and taught is the master of Samantabhadra. The two of them can be regarded as masters and disciples, but they are actually brothers, so they have the prefix "Puxian".
Seeing Pu Xian paralyzed on the ground, Pu Shan also knew that the opponent's strength was extraordinary, and he was afraid that his cultivation would not be able to compete with him.
"On that day, there was a rumor that an innate treasure was born in the Yunwu Valley. We went to search for it, but we never expected that we were killed by the enemy. One hundred and sixty-two sect mages were killed in the Yunwu Valley Taoist formation.
"Master, you really made a mistake that day. You shouldn't have provoked such a powerful enemy. If you could have listened to my words and made friends with you with heavy gifts, maybe, maybe there wouldn't have been such a disaster."
"Are you talking about the unknown Demon Master Sect in the Cloud Valley?"
Pushan looked at Wei Yang, who slowly walked into the hall and had already fought against a generation of disciples of the sect. When he saw that the opponent seemed to be on par with the generation of disciples, his eyes showed a fierce light again, and he said coldly: "What can I do?
A generation of disciples obeyed orders and formed formations to kill the enemy."
After hearing Pu Shan's sermon, Pu Xian wanted to stop him, but he could only suppress his words. At this moment, he was shaking slightly, his face was full of pain, and he was secretly whispering in his heart: This generation of Master is good at everything, but he has this look.
Too short. Did he really forget? The Fire Crane Sect was definitely destroyed by the Demon Master Sect. Although the opponent's strength was equal to that of the disciples of the first generation, the opponent obviously had a secret hand and did not reveal his trump card? It can be seen that the opponent was definitely destroyed.
He has the strength to protect himself and even the means to destroy the Nanshan Sect.
"Okay, this way, I can safely kill you, Zitong, Xiaoyu, let's kill them."
The appearance of two streams of light immediately made everyone in the Patriarch's Hall completely dumbfounded. All the disciples of the first generation were swallowed into the mouths of the two beasts without any precautions, and even the Nascent Soul had no time to release them.
"This, no"
Seeing the purple-eyed divine dragon running toward him, Pu Shan felt extremely regretful for a moment, but he fell behind the purple-eyed silver dragon. Facing such a magical beast, he had no power to resist at all, and his heart surged.
Feeling extremely regretful.
The second-generation disciples who hurriedly entered the Patriarch Hall were at a loss when they saw the leader who was already kneeling on the ground begging for surrender. Some smart people would still leave by leaps and bounds. But most of the disciples felt a sense of decadence in their hearts.
I wonder how the enemy could be so powerful? Where is their way out now?
"Puxian, the thirty-second generation leader of the Nanshan Sect, is willing to serve his master as a slave. He only hopes that his master will have kind thoughts and let my sect disciples live."
"You? Huh, when I was in seclusion that day, all the major sects in your southern barbarian land joined forces to attack our sect. Did you ever think of the results today? With your own strength? You wanted to find a way out for the disciples of the Nanshan Sect.
?Are you kidding me?"
"This, I am willing to dedicate the sect's most precious treasure to the sect master. I only ask for the sect master's mercy."
Hearing Wei Yang's words, he didn't expect that the other party was actually the master of the Demon Master Sect. Pu Xian's eyes lit up, he immediately gritted his teeth, took out a golden bracelet Taoist weapon from the Sumeru Ring, and presented it to Wei Yang.
"Taoist tools? They must be yellow-grade Taoist tools, right? As long as you can resurrect all the dead relatives and friends in my sect, how about I give you a hundred such Taoist tools?"
Are you deliberately making things difficult for me? Just when Puxian raised his head and was about to fight for his life, he saw Wei Yang's eyes full of sincerity. The sadness in his eyes was by no means pretentious. He was really looking forward to dying.
Relatives and friends, I feel deeply sad.
"Here, please give us a way to survive, please."
Samantabhadra, who no longer knew how to speak, could only keep knocking and begging the other party to give the sect disciples a way out. He had no other choice.
"Yes, you can be my slave."
After taking a look at the people in the hall and seeing many people exiting the hall, Wei Yang slightly raised the corner of his mouth and said again: "Otherwise, you have no other choice."
Just when the disciples of the Nanshan Sect were about to flee, tragic sounds from outside the hall had already reached the hall. It was obvious that all the disciples who had left had been killed, and it was also clear that the other party had never thought of letting go of those disciples who had left.
Take away the disciple’s life.
"I do."
Before Pu Xian could speak, some disciples from the Nanshan Sect knelt down and kowtowed. There were two immortal beasts in front of them. Everyone was afraid that if they worked together to fight to the death, there was no way they could kill Wei Yang and the others.
The strength of the enemies outside the store was unknown, and their number was unknown. How dare they have the slightest intention of resisting? In addition, Samantabhadra was already on his knees begging for surrender, so this disciple did not feel the slightest bit guilty.
As the first person appeared, the second person followed suit. After a while, as Wei Yang's eyes grew colder and colder, the last person felt helpless and had no choice but to kneel to the ground and accept the consequences.
Released drop by drop of essence and blood, Wei Yang waved his hand directly, and the huge water droplets of the spiritual spring turned into a stream of rain and mist, no more, no less, exactly one drop for each person. After the slave contract was formed, the disciples of the Nanshan Sect in the main hall came one after another.
It turned into a stream of light and disappeared into Wei Yang's body, causing the fox demon and the child tiger to show surprise in their eyes.
Just when they were surprised, as soon as Wei Yang waved his hand, thousands of Fire Crane Cult disciples appeared in the hall one after another and kowtowed respectfully to Wei Yang.
"Go ahead and clean up the Nanshan Sect. If anyone is willing to surrender, just bring them here. Anyone who resists will be killed."
"Here, master."
Thousands of people left one after another, and after a while, there were waves of crying, slowly reaching the main hall. Wei Yang ignored this, and there was no trace of intolerance in his heart. He secretly said: There is a reason.
There will be consequences. If you dare to attack the Demon Master Sect that day, you must think of the consequences today.
An hour later, all the spiritual materials, spiritual mines and other materials of the Nanshan Sect were taken into the Immortal Mansion by the Fire Crane Sect disciples. In addition to the detained Nanshan Sect disciples who had already entered the Immortal Mansion, there were a thousand people in total.
, once again expanding the number of slaves in the Immortal Mansion.
When Wei Yang took all the slaves back to the Immortal Mansion, he glanced at the south and slightly raised the corner of his mouth: "Sanzhai, wait, it will be your nightmare from now on. Guanyin, since your inheritance has provoked