Qin Xuetian's arm immediately trembled. "What did you say?"
"Sir, how can you catch up with Qin Yue except this way?"
"Evil Lord, you are so brave. How dare you ask me to surrender to the Witch Clan."
"Sir, the art of seeding in you has entered the way of heaven. Even if you don't make this decision today, you will be involved with the Witch Clan sooner or later."
"Is this what my mother meant?"
The evil king shook his head and said: "How dare I lie in front of the young master? I failed to kill Pei Feng in the Central Plains before, so I knew that the Ghost Saint would take action on me sooner or later. So I fled to the Hundred Thousand Mountains in southern Xinjiang."
Xie Jun made his words clear, and Qin Xuetian looked gloomy.
"So, you are already a member of the Witch Clan."
"Not bad! Master, please take a look."
After Evil Lord finished speaking, the aura on his body gradually increased. A layer of legal domain slowly unfolded around him.
"Dharma Domain...are you already a tribulation cultivator?" Qin Xuetian's expression changed again, "Did you receive the divine cultivation in the Temple of Chaos?"
"That's right! It's just that my spiritual roots are insufficient. God Shura is only willing to raise my cultivation level to the peak of physical calamity."
"What! So you are about to undergo a soul catastrophe?"
Evil Lord nodded and said: "After this battle, I will return to the Temple of Chaos to undergo the soul tribulation. There, the priest will use great means to help me. There is no possibility of my soul tribulation failing."
Qin Xuetian took a breath of cold air.
Although Evil Lord was a genius monk of the Heavenly Demon Sect, in Qin Xuetian's eyes, he was just a slave of his mother. Unexpectedly, this person could become a Soul Tribulation cultivator. This slave is already a master of cultivation at the Ghost Saint level.
Evil Lord continued: "With your spiritual roots, you will get unimaginable power in the Temple of Chaos. Why do you think Qingshui can dominate the crowd in the Hidden Immortal Valley?"
Qin Xuetian fell into silence.
Evil Lord didn't say anything more. He knew the second young master who he had watched grow up very well. Since he came today, he was fully confident in bringing Qin Xuetian to the Temple of Chaos.
Sure enough, Qin Xuetian's heart was moved.
He has lived in the shadow of Qin Yue since he was a child. Now Qin Yue has taken away everything from him, including his beloved woman. Now he is extremely eager to obtain powerful cultivation. Even if he is doomed, he will not hesitate.
A sly smile appeared on Qin Xuetian's gloomy face.
"God-given cultivation. God Shura!" He suddenly laughed wildly. "Hahaha, in the Sword Tomb at that time, I was not the only one to use Qianqing's Seed Cause Technique. There were also Lan'er and Xiao Xiao!"
"That's right. Sooner or later, she and the young master will follow the same path."
"Hahaha," Qin Xuetian's expression became more and more crazy, "In my eyes, there are only these two people in the world."
In the Hidden Immortal Valley, after Qin Yue gathered everyone's strength and sword to kill Qingshui's body, the monks were no longer able to maintain the sky-slaying formation.
The light of the formation dispersed.
All the famous figures in the world of cultivation immediately sat cross-legged and adjusted their breaths. It's just that the spiritual energy here has been completely dispersed by the water, and the elixir reserves in everyone's pockets have been used up. It is difficult for everyone to restore a little bit of cultivation.
The most seriously injured was Brother Lozen.
Although Qing Shui's destructive power did not hit Luo Cen. But that space tearing technique also damaged Luo Cen's hundred years of life. Her cultivation level plummeted even further.
On the contrary, it is the low-level monks who are in the best condition at this time. Because these low-level monks just now were only responsible for strengthening a few key formations, if a monk who has not entered the realm of incarnation directly participates in the battle, it will be a complete death.
Xing Kui Thirteen Swords was busy pouring his soul power into the bodies of those big shots. Although their power was only a drop in the bucket, it was better than nothing.
Pei Feng was still immersed in his own sadness.
Qin Yue walked to Pei Feng with difficulty and said, "I will return the favor to you."
Of course Pei Feng knew that if he did not return Ling'er to the divine sword, Qin Yue would definitely not be able to kill Qing Shui's clone. Speaking of which, Qin Yue saved his life.
"As long as we don't owe each other anything." After Pei Feng finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of Qian Yao not far away, still in his true form. There was only a fox tail left behind her.
Qian Yao went into seclusion immediately after the First World War of Tianyan Sect. Not long ago, after she came out of seclusion, she had given birth to four fox tails. Obviously Qianyao was seriously injured in this battle.
Feeling Pei Feng's gaze, Qian Yao transformed into a human and walked over. Her face was slightly pale and her brows were furrowed.
Pei Feng has long regarded Qian Yao as a relative, and Qian Yao was injured many times by him, which made Pei Feng feel guilty.
"Sister Qianyao, after returning to Youqing Valley, I will accompany you to retreat."
Qian Yao smiled bitterly, "Feng'er, it's just a clone of Qing Shui that died. I'm afraid the real battle hasn't started yet."
Pei Feng's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Qian Yao's voice was very low, but the people around him were all giants in the world of cultivation. Of course he listened to her words clearly.
All the monks under the pumice stone suddenly fell silent.
The joy of victory that this battle just brought to everyone suddenly disappeared.
At this very moment. A loud beast roar came from high in the sky. A huge white lion poked its head out of a space crack in the sky.
Immediately afterwards, powerful spiritual beasts squeezed out of those space cracks. There seemed to be a rain of spirit beasts in the sky.
In an instant, these spiritual beasts surrounded everyone. Looking closely at these powerful spiritual beasts, they all at least have the strength of the Tao realm. Some of them have just returned, and some of the transformed spirit beasts are new faces. This is completely an ace army of spiritual beasts composed of beast kings from various major groups.
despair!
The giants of cultivation under the pumice stone could only sigh helplessly. They no longer have the strength to fight against this spirit beast army. This was another trick Qing Shui left for them.
Why do these high-level spiritual beasts suddenly appear here? The answer couldn't be simpler.
Qing Shui can control the disciples of the Hidden Immortal Valley through the Soul Capturing Gu. Of course, there are ways to control some of the spiritual beasts in the forest. It doesn't matter what secret technique of the witch clan or other Gu insect he used.
The cruel reality is that Qing Shui is here, and at the same time, he uses his space powers to bring these high-level spiritual beasts under his control.
A strand of Pei Feng's long hair did not move in the wind. A helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He knew that there was already a force that he could not detect that locked him. Pei Feng raised his head and looked into the sky. Waiting quietly for that person to show up. Or maybe, Qing Shui wouldn't show up at all, so he took the head off his neck first.
Time seemed to go back, and the man in white who had been killed by everyone's combined efforts floated in the sky again. It's just that this Qingshui doesn't have any breath on his body. He is like an elegant scholar, preparing a wonderful article that is unparalleled in ancient and modern times.
His eyes were also extremely gentle, and he looked at every monk below with a smile. This is the Qingshui that everyone is familiar with.
"It's over, let this be over."
