Taoist He Long, the head of the Five Dragon Sect, had white hair and white eyebrows, and was round and happy. He had a pair of eyes that were as round as longan eyes. When he saw the tragic situation of Beimang Pavilion, he widened. He stopped moving forward and glanced at the monk with a goatee beard beside him. He couldn't help asking: "What is that? It looks like a thing in the Demon World..."

Yun Fang, the head of the Qingyun Sect, is thin, with a face that has a protruding cheekbones, an eagle nose, an eagle-eye-eye, and a goatee-beard that stretches to his chest, drifts in the wind. He has no expression on his face all year round, as if everyone owes him a life.

Taoist Yun Fang also saw the situation ahead. With his sleeves, everyone stopped walking.

"Fellow Daoist Yun Fang?" Taoist He Long blinked his eyes, his voice sounded very entangled, "You said, are we going yet?"

Taoist Yun Fang glanced at the old fat man in front of him.

He never liked those words of twitching around. Even though he knew that this guy was waiting for his statement, he could shirk responsibility if he made a statement in the future, he still said coldly: "Why are you using your eyes? In such a dangerous situation, you have to go."

After saying that, Taoist Yun Fang signaled his disciples to set up camp on the spot and ignore the people of the Five Dragon Sect.

Taoist He Long replied coldly, and he was not annoyed. He seemed to have always smiled on his face. He made the same choice as the Qingyun Sect and set up camp on the spot.

The Wulong Sect and the Qingyun Sect chose very tricky locations. Their terrain was high and they could see the situation in Beimang Pavilion in the distance. Once there was really dangerous, these people also reserved enough distance for themselves to escape.

The people in Beimang Pavilion were panic when they heard the fatal bombardment above their heads.

The Bagua Formation was completely frozen by the cold air, and was attacked by hundreds of immortal infant zombies desperately. The crack was originally just a trace of rift gradually widened, and in an instant, it spread like a spider web!

The cracked ice marks, like the footsteps of the god of death, hit the hearts of the disciples of Beimang Pavilion one by one. Before the enemy had attacked in, they were in chaos. The screams of panic sounded. The disciples who were originally excited were also shocked by the solemn scene and their faces were pale. The fear of being tortured by death eroded their courage to sacrifice their lives for the sect!

True Man Wuming was shocked, but he still shouted: "Don't panic, hold on, and wait for rescue!"

Qin Haoxuan stepped on the void, and his eyes moved from the Bagua Formation that had been broken into countless pieces, and he smiled faintly: "Whoever dares to save you, I will destroy whoever I dare."

The two heads of the Five Dragon Sect and the Qingyun Sect who were quietly releasing their spiritual sense, carefully and carefully observing the situation in Beimang Pavilion were shocked when they heard this, but they were both smiling foxes and wooden faces. Even if they were surprised, they did not show it. It was just that Taoist He Long's face turned pale and Taoist Yun Fang's expression became dim.

"You, Qin Haoxuan, do you really think that this world of immortal cultivation can let you do whatever you want?!"

In Beimang Pavilion, the blue veins on the forehead of Zhenren Wuming rose. While suppressing the anger in his chest, he roared anxiously, and looked around in his heart. Why was no one coming at this time?

Beimang Pavilion has been a great master of all time and has stood on this land for nearly 70,000 years. Although it is incomparable to the supreme sect, it is still deeply rooted. The affiliated sects in the jurisdiction have always been respectful to them. They are very diligent in their daily lives and have sworn to say that they have gained and disgraced together. But now when they need that group of people, no one has been seen!

Qin Haoxuan stood with his hands behind his back, his black robe floating in the air. He looked at Beimang Pavilion with a leisurely smile on his lips. His eyes looked at Beimang Pavilion like a hunter looking at the dying prey in his hands.

With the full attack of more than one hundred zombies in the Immortal Infant Realm, Beimang Pavilion has been covered with cracks and may be captured at any time.

The disciples from the seventh halls of Beimang Pavilion have already gathered together. All the disciples in the sect, from the Supreme Elder to the Xianye Realm who had just entered, picked up their weapons and looked at the formation that was about to be broken in fear.

Qin Haoxuan looked indifferently at the face of the disciples of the Beimang Pavilion Sect, and his spiritual sense moved, and the brutal zombies were no longer dispersed, but gathered to focus on the most central position of the formation. Taoist crafts once after another fell on the formation. The sound of ice cracks sounded over the Beimang Pavilion Sect from time to time, just like the friction of the god of death. The timid disciples were easily tortured by this sound that symbolized death.

True Man Wuming kept trying to convey messages to the supreme sect Linfeng Pavilion, but whether it was spiritual consciousness, strange beasts or magic weapons, they were intercepted and destroyed by Qin Haoxuan. They were like islands wrapped in tsunamis, feeling the pain of being isolated for the first time.

Not far away, hundreds of people rushed towards the flying swords. Leading the man in a middle-aged manner, he was wearing a dark green Taoist robe, a square face with a thick eyebrows and long eyes, looking righteous and stylish, heading straight for Beimang Pavilion.

"Brother Yunfang, that seems to be Gu Ying, the head of Xuanjian Sect." Taoist He Long, who was secretly observing the situation, hugged him again.

Taoist Yun Fang nodded: "It's him."

"This Xuanjian Sect has a sect that has been around for 80,000 years. They have taken action. Can you solve the disaster in Beimang Pavilion today?" Taoist He Long asked tentatively.

Taoist Yun Fang looked at Taoist He Long like a fool, and his eagle-like eyes narrowed slightly: "Do you think Qin Haoxuan, who threatened to destroy the supreme sect, would he be more fond of Xuanjian Gate?"

Taoist He Long touched his round nose and laughed dryly: "You can also tell that it is Qin Haoxuan, hahaha..."

"It's not Qin Haoxuan, who dares to destroy a Wanzai man alone?" Taoist Yun Fang looked ahead with his eyes and said in a sentimental tone, "Isn't it because of rumors that Qin Haoxuan died and bullying that Xiao Taichu? Haha."

Taoist He Long's eyes turned, and he wanted to take the opportunity to tease Taoist Yun Fang's last sneer, but who knew that the roar of True Man Wuming suddenly came from a distance.

"Fellow Daoist Gu Ying, Fellow Daoist Gu Ying! We are here! Help!"

Taoist He Long and Taoist Yun Fang were both shocked and quickly poked out their spiritual sense to look.

If it were to say that the leader of the Xuanjian Sect, Gu Ying, was actually very loyal. He was originally in the sect, but when he heard that Beimang Pavilion was besieged, he didn't ask who it was. He immediately charged forward and brought his disciples who could beat him.

It is not a pity that the disciples of Xuanjian Sect are arrogant. After all, they have been dominating this area for many years. Except for occasionally going to the supreme sect to pretend to be modest, they always walk sideways on weekdays.

It was this group of people walking sideways who came to Beimang Pavilion with a arrogant look and arrogant attitude that they realized that the development of things seemed to have exceeded their expectations.

Not to mention the strange lanterns that exuded a faint cold air in the sky, frozen the entire Beimang Pavilion into an abyss, nor the more than a hundred immortal infant realm zombies attacking Beimang Pavilion in an orderly manner, just seeing Qin Haoxuan stepping in the air is enough to scare them!

"Qin, Qin..." The little disciple beside Gu Ying's real person widened his eyes and said Qin Haoxuan's name in disbelief.

The face of Gu Ying's true man suddenly sank. He regretted that he didn't ask who was attacking Beimang Pavilion when he came to support. He saw it clearly at this moment, but he turned around and ran away without saying a word.

But, Master Wuming from Beimang Pavilion was so anxious that he was waiting for someone to rescue him. His eyes were dozens of times brighter than usual. He saw Master Gu Ying from afar and started shouting regardless of the situation.

With this shout, Gu Ying and his disciples from Xuan Jian Sect became the focus of many people in this space.

The real man Gu Ying, who had originally planned to retreat, suddenly stood still. He didn't dare to retreat, and he seemed to be unable to help him.

Qin Haoxuan's eyes shot from ten miles away as if they were substantial. The face of Gu Ying was covered with cold sweat. But at this time, Wuming grabbed the last straw like a drowning person and kept shouting: "Brother Gu Ying! Thank you, Brother Gu Ying for helping us. We work together to fight this devil!"

Who wants to work together with you?

True Man Gu Ying cursed in his heart, and was shouted by True Man Wuming so much that he wanted to go up and cut him two swords now!

Qin Haoxuan, the one who besieged Beimang Pavilion! The demon who cultivated three immortal palaces and killed countless people! How dare he provoke it?

Qin Haoxuan now looks very difficult to deal with. Before he took action, Beimang Pavilion was defeated and completely beaten by Qin Haoxuan! In this case, even if the people from Xuanjian Sect go, they will only give the Demon Ancestor a few more lives.

The disciples of Xuanjian Sect also realized something was wrong, looked at their leader, and then looked at Beimang Pavilion not far away.

Qin Haoxuan's eyes swept over the fierce and powerful Xuanjian Gate, which was now drooping, was not much different from looking at the ants on the ground. However, the excitement of Beimang Pavilion that seemed to see the savior made him curl the corners of his lips.

"Since you're here, come and see it together."

Qin Haoxuan's voice was actually very nice, with clean lines and low tone, as cold as frost spring water, but when it fell into the ears of Gu Ying, the head of Xuanjian Sect, it seemed like a bolt from the blue. His face turned pale in an instant.

Go and take a look?

What to look at?

Let’s see how you, the devil, destroyed a great sect in a thousand years?

Gu Ying looked nervous. He looked up at Qin Haoxuan for a moment, but he immediately took it back as if he was stabbed. He was already regretful in his heart, but his intestines were blue. But he was already here, and Qin Haoxuan also spoke. How dare he disobey him no matter how reluctant he was?

There was no way, Gu Ying's real man bowed respectfully to Qin Haoxuan first, and then drove towards Beimang Pavilion, but his speed had become like a snail.

Real person Gu Ying knew Qin Haoxuan's power and dared not disobey, but the disciple Gu Hang, whom he brought out, was a newborn calf. Even though he was a little afraid, he was ignored by his youth.

Gu Hang is only in his teenage years old and his cultivation level in the Immortal Tree Realm has a very strong temper by his master Gu Ying. He can't stand his master doing such a slutty look. He walked forward two steps, straightened his chest, raised his eyebrows, and his young face was full of dissatisfaction. He stared at Qin Haoxuan and said without hesitation: "We are just passing by, unintentionally interfering in your grudges with Beimang Pavilion. Qin Haoxuan, you'd better bully people too much. This road is not yours. I, Xuanjianmen, come whenever I want, and leave whenever I want, and it's not your turn to take care of it..."

"Enough!"

Gu Hang said too quickly, and Gu Ying real person realized what he was saying, and he was like falling into an ice cave and shouted angrily!

But, it's too late.

Qin Haoxuan was clearly smiling, but everyone present felt creepy!

He didn't even wear a sword, but waved his fingers into the void, and the sharp sword energy appeared out of nowhere. The rolling spiritual energy gathered into a phantom sword blade, pierced through the void, and arrived in an instant!

puff!

All this happened so quickly that even Gu Yingzhen didn't have time to stop it. In less than a breath, Gu Hang had turned from a living person into a pile of blood mist and fell to the ground!
Chapter completed!