After Fifty Years Of Fishing In Forbidden Areas, The Saint Begged Me To Come Out.

Qiu Wuji returned to the eighteenth floor.

The six elders from the Demon Sealed Cave are all waiting here.

When the six people saw Qiu Wuji coming up, they hurriedly surrounded him.

"Qiu Wuji, you are a good boy. You are worthy of being someone whom Mr. Qin values!" Old Ghost Zhang patted Qiu Wuji on the shoulder, "How are you? How is the situation down there?"

"The formation has been set up and sealed. Even if I don't preside over the formation, it will last for about half a year. I will come back in half a year, and then I will end Jialuotian's life with my own hands."

Qiu Wuji said, his tone cold and murderous.

Such a gesture makes people believe that he does have this ability.

"You boy, you are amazing!"

"Even Mr. Qin is helpless against Jia Luotian, but you can kill him completely. Your strength has not surpassed Mr. Qin's, right?" Old Ghost Zhang asked again.

"Haha." Qiu Wuji laughed.

"Senior still thinks too highly of me. My realm is still far behind my master. I just borrowed the formations passed down by my ancestors, which is not enough for outsiders."

"You kid, you don't have to be so humble. You got the ancestor's inheritance through your ability. Others don't have the ability to do it." Qi Changsong said with a smile.

"Those demons who were previously imprisoned below the fifteenth floor and were difficult to kill could not survive even an hour in this formation. By now, at least 60% of them are dead!"

Han Feng stroked his beard and felt very happy when he heard the screams of the usually arrogant demons.

"Except for Nagaluotian, the other demons imprisoned here cannot resist the power of the formation. It won't take long before they will be reduced to ashes."

"It's thanks to you that I can kill these rampant demons."

"Today, I, Han Feng, will express my gratitude to you on behalf of our Ziyun Peak disciples who died at the hands of the demons."

After Han Feng finished speaking, his expression became solemn, and he bowed to Qiu Wuji with his hands in hand.

The other five elders did the same and bowed to Qiu Wuji one after another.

The Xuantian Dao Sect has been fighting with the demons from Shiwanda Mountain for thousands of years, and countless of its disciples have died at the hands of the demons.

Everyone who has participated in the war against the demons is filled with hatred for the demons.

The two sides are truly fighting to the death. They dream of killing the demons suppressed in the Demon Sealed Cave!

Now, Qiu Wuji has done it.

This made them very moved and relieved, and the resentment that had been accumulated in their hearts for many years was released at this moment.

"Seniors, you don't have to be like this."

Qiu Wuji said hurriedly.

He watched several elders show their true feelings, and he couldn't help but feel a little emotional in his heart.

It would be great if there were all such sensible and sensible people in a sect.

However, this is the world.

No one and nothing is perfect and has its own flaws.

It is everyone's nature to pursue perfection.

But imperfection is a fact of fate.

Qiu Wuji tried his best to stop the six elders from saluting, but the six of them still solemnly bowed their hands to Qiu Wuji, then bowed ninety degrees, almost kneeling down.

He looked at a bunch of gray-haired old men bowing to him, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

"I accept the thanks from the elders." Qiu Wuji also bowed his hands.

Immediately, he said: "Disciple, I still have things to do, so I'll leave first."

After saying that, Qiu Wuji turned around and went up to the seventeenth floor.

"Hey... it would be great if all the disciples of my Xuantian Dao Sect were as strong as Qiu Wuji. Even if their strength and talent are not as good as Qiu Wuji's, but their mental performance is 23/10 the same, there would be no need to worry about the future of the sect." Qi Changsong sighed. Take a breath.

Immediately, he kept up with Qiu Wuji's pace.

Not long after, Qiu Wuji walked up from the lower level of the Demon Sealed Cave.

Now, he is on the first floor of the Demon Sealed Cave.

Here, all the disciples of the sect who have made serious mistakes are imprisoned.

When Qiu Wuji passed by a cell, he felt a burning gaze coming from the dark corner.

"Um?"

Qiu Wuji stopped and looked at the cell.

The person squatting inside was none other than Xiahou Tang, who had previously sent someone to secretly kill him.

At this time, he was in ragged clothes, unkempt, looking embarrassed and miserable, and had long lost his original charm.

"This body... physical cultivation, haha."

Qiu Wuji looked at Xiahou Tang and found that this guy started to train after he was crippled by him.

The old saying is true.

As long as your thinking does not slip, there are always more methods than difficulties.

Xia Houtang came to the railing, holding the iron rod with both hands, looking at Qiu Wuji, gritting his teeth.

"Qiu Wuji, we meet again!"

"Indeed, we meet again!" Qiu Wuji chuckled.

"Don't be complacent. Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river, sooner or later I will come out!"

"When I come out, I will kill you first!"

Xia Houtang said word by word, twisting his neck and looking ferocious. Judging from his appearance, he already had some signs of insanity.

"Eh..." Qiu Wuji sighed and shook his head.

"Kill me, do you have the ability?"

As soon as Qiu Wuji finished speaking, his eyes suddenly became sharp.

He stretched out his hand so fast that he could only see the afterimage.

In an instant, Xia Houtang's neck was strangled tightly by Qiu Wuji.

Xiahou Tang struggled with his forehead and his face gradually turned purple.

Qiu Wuji slowly picked him up through the iron railing and stared at him with an indifferent expression.

"Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi. The cause and effect of these words is too great. If you say it, you will die." Qiu Wuji's palm began to exert force.

"Let...let me go. I tell you, although I am imprisoned here, if you dare to kill me, the sect will not let you go, and my master will not... let you go."

"Thanks to you, your master has been demoted to the outer sect now. He can't even take care of himself. Does he still have time to take care of you?"

"No...impossible!" Xiahou Tang's face was full of disbelief.

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, but don't worry, since you miss your master so much, I will send that old dog down to see you after some time." As soon as Qiu Wuji finished speaking, he exerted force on his palms.

There was just a "click" sound, and Xiahou Tang's neck was broken.

Qiu Wuji let go of his hand, and the body collapsed to the ground.

Xia Houtang tilted his neck and his consciousness gradually collapsed. Before he died, he stared at Qiu Wuji with all his strength.

He was so naive that he wanted to kill Qiu Wuji with his eyes.

Of course, this is impossible.

Xiahoutang felt unwilling, but more regretful.

If he had known better, he would not have provoked Qiu Wuji, at least he could still survive.

But, who could have known that Qiu Wuji could be so ruthless.

Regardless of the consequences, he directly killed himself in the Demon Sealing Cave.

After Xiahou Tang died.

Qiu Wuji casually threw out a white flame, burning his body.

The scene just now was all seen by Qi Changsong who was not far away.

However, Qi Changsong had no expression on his face.

Just now, he heard the disciple locked in the cell provoking Qiu Wuji.

To end up like this can only be said to be self-inflicted.

If you don't have the strength and provoke others, isn't it just asking for death?

"This boy deserves to die."

Qi Changsong looked at the ashes on the ground, and there was still the residual spirit fire breath on them.

The fiery energy in it made him feel a little palpitated.

"Such a strong flame energy, is this a new kind of spiritual fire?" Qi Changsong was horrified.

He knew that Qiu Wuji had mastered a cyan innate spiritual fire, and now he had a white spiritual fire.

The aura of this spiritual fire is much stronger than the cyan one.

"Could it be the legendary original spiritual fire?!"

"Hiss..." Qi Changsong thought to himself and took a breath of cold air.

As far as he knew, a warrior could only control one kind of strange flame.

And there are actually two kinds of Qiu Wuji, which is too incredible.

Immediately, he stopped thinking about it.

There's no point in thinking too much.

A genius of Qiu Wuji's level cannot be judged by ordinary methods.

"Elder Qi, just send it here. This junior will leave first." Qiu Wuji said.

"Yeah." Qi Changsong nodded.

He looked in the direction where Qiu Wuji disappeared, and he knew that Qiu Wuji could not stay in Xuantian Daozong forever.

In the future, Qiu Wuji will surely amaze the entire Dongxuan Territory.

No!

It’s not just Dongxuan Territory.

Dongxuan Territory is not the limit of Qiu Wuji!

Perhaps, his name can spread throughout Yingzhou Continent!