"Look how proud you are."

The leader shook his head in disdain.

"If you want to be jealous, just say it, don't beat around the bush."

The deputy leader chuckled.

"envy?"

"does not exist."

"Anyway, your disciple is also a member of the Rogue Cultivator Alliance. Since you are from the Rogue Cultivator Alliance, you can naturally be considered my disciple."

The leader said calmly.

"There's something wrong with what you said!"

"Go and ask, who doesn't know now that Qin Feiyang and Madman Mo are disciples of my Demon Palace?"

The master of the Demon Palace interjected.

"Those are just ordinary disciples."

The leader smiled lightly.

"Ordinary disciple?"

"Are you kidding me? Ordinary disciples are qualified to participate in the exchange conference?"

The master of the Demon Palace sneered.

"At most, they are just core disciples. Can they be compared with direct disciples?"

"Look at Qin Feiyang and the little madman. One is the direct disciple of our deputy leader, and the other is the direct disciple of our Hall of Fame Hall Master. To be honest, we are a family."

The leader said.

"you……"

The master of the Demon Palace was very angry.

"I am telling the truth."

The leader of the alliance smiled proudly, having been oppressed by the Demon Palace for so many years, he finally regained the victory.

"Ahem!"

Huo Lao coughed dryly and said, "There's nothing to argue about, right? We are all our own now."

"What does it mean to be one of our own?"

"Lao Huo, don't turn your elbows outward. Although we are temporarily cooperating, our grievances with the Rogue Cultivator Alliance still exist, and they must be resolved sooner or later."

The master of the Demon Palace said angrily.

"Yes Yes Yes."

Huo Lao nodded and smiled, looked at Qin Feiyang, quickly changed the subject, and asked: "We are waiting here, do you want to inform the little lunatic?"

"Need not."

"Wait until Ebi appears, then contact them."

Qin Feiyang waved his hand, and then a picture quickly emerged, and then a group of people drank tea while paying attention to the situation outside.

…

Outside!

The Lord of the Blood Palace and others have completely given up.

If they don't even dare to resist, what can they do?

Perhaps, for them, this is the best ending. Although they lose their freedom, they at least save their lives.

The battle fluctuations gradually subsided.

at the same moment.

To the north of the Blood Palace, on the top of a giant peak, a black figure was hidden under an ancient tree, looking in the direction of the Blood Palace.

"The fluctuations have subsided. Is the battle over?"

This person is Ebi!

At this time, he was still in the form of a soul, with a trace of hesitation in his eyes.

If the battle is really over, will the Blood Palace win, or Qin Feiyang's side?

Think a little.

He restrained his breath, and like a ghost, he disappeared into the mountains below and swept towards the Blood Palace.

He is very careful and vigilant.

But he didn't know that when he took this step, he was destined to be the turtle in the urn.

Time passes little by little.

About half an hour later, Ebi just entered the edge of the Jiulong Mountains. Along the way, he was very alert, listening in all directions and observing all directions. Whenever there was any disturbance, he would stop to check.

"kindness?"

"This seems to be the aura of the Palace Master and the others?"

He was hiding in a fragmented ravine, looking up at the sky directly above the Blood Palace, with a trace of surprise in his eyes. Soon, the surprise turned into surprise.

good!

This is the aura of the Palace Master and the others.

And the smell of dust!

However, he was still very vigilant and slowly lurked over. When he saw the Blood Palace Master and his group with his own eyes, he finally let go of his doubts after confirming again and again.

because.

The Master of the Blood Palace and others can be impersonated by others, but the whisk, the divine weapon of domination, cannot be impersonated.

"Palace Master..."

He shouted and flew towards the Blood Palace Master and his group of people.

"Ebi?"

When the Blood Palace Master and others heard Hai Lao's voice, they immediately turned around and looked at the sound. When they saw Hai Lao flying towards him, the Blood Palace Master instinctively wanted to speak and tell him to leave quickly.

But!

When I think of the slavery seal, when I think of Fu Chen who has surrendered to Qin Feiyang, when I think of Qin Feiyang who may be watching the situation outside in Xuanwu World at this moment, all the thoughts in my heart disappear and turn into a long silent sigh.

"Palace Master, have we won?"

Hai Lao rushed to the Blood Palace and others, glanced at the nine deacons and a group of secret guards, and asked with joy on his face.

"us……"

The Lord of the Blood Palace pondered for a while, then shook his head and sighed.

"What are you sighing for?"

Ebi was suspicious.

"You shouldn't come back!"

The Lord of the Blood Palace sighed.

"What's the meaning?"

Hai Lao looked puzzled.

"It means that when you come back, you will throw yourself into a trap."

suddenly.

A faint voice sounded.

"This sound..."

Hai Lao's eyes suddenly trembled, he turned around and scanned the void around him, and saw a group of people suddenly appear out of thin air behind him.

"Qin Feiyang!"

"Alliance leader!"

"Master of the Demon Palace!"

Hai Lao looked stunned, what's going on?

The master of the Blood Palace sighed: "Now that things have happened, there is nothing to be ashamed of. We have lost."

"What?"

Hai Lao's eyes trembled, and he looked at the Master of the Blood Palace in surprise, as if asking, since you are defeated, why are you all still alive?
To be continued...