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He spent a lot of energy and money to refine this life magic weapon, but he didn't expect that he would almost destroy it in the battle with Zhou Zhenyu. Of course, this has a lot to do with his great loss of vitality. If he was in his prime, even if he was defeated, his life magic weapon would not be damaged.

"Let's retreat!" The purple-robed old man put away the golden round wheel and shouted.

After saying this, he looked at Zhou Zhenyu meaningfully, put away the golden flying knife, and turned into a purple escape light to fly away.

Seeing this, the Jindan stage cultivators of the Poison Dragon Sect hurriedly followed, fearing that they would die if they were too late.

Chen Xiangdong originally wanted to leave with him, but Zhou Zhenyu's voice rang in his ears: "Chen Xiangdong, if you dare to move, I will kill you immediately. Believe me, I will do what I say."

After Chen Xiangdong's face was uncertain for a while, he really didn't move.

It's not that he is honest, but he knows very well that he is no match for Zhou Zhenyu now. If Zhou Zhenyu wants to kill him, it's just a piece of cake.

The pockmarked man and other disciples of the Poison Dragon Sect put away their spiritual weapon poisonous insects and left with their elders.

The disciples of the Taixu Sect did not stop them and let them leave.

Seeing the people of the Poison Dragon Sect leave in disgrace, the disciples of the Taixu Sect had different expressions.

"We won, we finally won, the people of the Poison Dragon Sect finally retreated."

"Junior Brother Lin, wake up! Wake up!"

"Junior Sister Zhao, Junior Sister Zhao, don't faint, don't scare me."

Some disciples of the Taixu Sect danced with joy, some cried while holding the bodies of their fellow disciples, and some were busy treating their fellow disciples.

"Disciples of the Taixu Sect, listen to my orders, rescue the wounded, and prepare to evacuate. I can solemnly promise that I will never abandon any disciple of the Taixu Sect." Zhou Zhenyu said solemnly. His voice was not loud, but everyone heard it clearly.

"Yes, Uncle Zhou (Master Zhou)." All the disciples said in unison.

Shi Yue put away his flying sword and treated the wounded with Murong Xiaoxiao.

Zhou Zhenyu flashed and came to Chen Xiangdong, saying in a deep voice: "Chen Xiangdong, you betrayed the sect, do you know your crime?"

"Treason?" Chen Xiangdong raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said calmly: "If I don't agree to surrender to them, I will be killed by them immediately. Even ants try to survive, let alone people. If you want to kill, just kill, don't talk so much nonsense."

"Hmph, you still have the nerve to say that? If you hadn't betrayed our sect, would Sister Liu die? Would Brother Xue self-destruct his golden elixir?" Zhou Tongtian snorted and scolded coldly.

"You can kill or chop me up, it's up to you. If we are on different paths, we can't make plans together." Chen Xiangdong said calmly.

"According to the rules of our sect, I will not cut you into pieces, but Uncle Murong's body is still warm, I will not kill my fellow disciples, you cut off one arm and leave! Don't let me see you in the future, otherwise I will not let you go."

Hearing this, Chen Xiangdong looked strange and asked in confusion: "Are you really not going to kill me?"

"If I want to kill you, can you run away? If you want to die, stay here, if you don't want to die, leave quickly." Zhou Zhenyu rolled his eyes at Chen Xiangdong and said unceremoniously.

Without saying a word, Chen Xiangdong took out a yellow dagger and cut off his entire left arm. A large amount of blood gushed out. He hurriedly took out a green talisman and slapped it on his left arm. A green light flashed, and the wound stopped bleeding.

Chen Xiangdong hesitated for a moment and said, "Since we were once fellow disciples, I can tell you that the demon monks are now vigorously encircling and suppressing the major sects. The Poison Dragon Sect is just one of them. The Poison Dragon Sect knows that our Taixu Sect is rich, so they are rushing to kill us. You should run for your lives quickly. If you are caught up by the demon monks, you will not be able to run away even if you want to."

After saying this, Chen Xiangdong put away his magic weapon, turned into a yellow light, and flew away.

"Master, is Uncle Murong really dead?" Zhou Zhenyu looked at Zhou Tongtian and asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, this is absolutely true. If it weren't for the defeat on the front line, the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Poison Dragon Sect would never dare to kill our Taixu Sect headquarters. Junior Brother Zhou, Taixu Sect will rely on you in the future. Although Uncle Murong is gone, the inheritance of Taixu Sect must be passed on."

"I will. As long as I am here, Taixu Sect will exist. By the way, where is Junior Brother Xue?" Zhou Zhenyu glanced and found that Xue Ren was gone.

"I just saw Senior Brother Xue running towards the purple bamboo forest." Li Feiyu said.

"Junior Brother Li, thank you for your hard work. Take this Haotian Pill quickly. It will help your injuries." Zhou Zhenyu threw a green porcelain bottle to Li Feiyu, turned into a yellow escape light and flew to the east, followed by Zhou Tongtian.

In a bamboo forest full of purple spiritual bamboo, there is a simple bamboo building in the center.

Xue Ren, with a wrinkled face, raised the hoe with great effort and smashed it on the ground, digging a huge pit several feet in size.

Beside the huge pit, there was an open scroll and some women's clothes. The scroll was painted with Liu Rong.

Zhou Zhenyu and Zhou Tongtian fell from the sky and landed near the huge pit.

"Junior Brother Xue, please accept my condolences. Junior Sister Liu's spirit in heaven would not want to see you like this. Please pack up and let's leave together!" Zhou Zhenyu sighed and said slowly.

Xue Ren shook his head and said calmly: "Take your disciples and leave quickly! I won't leave. I plan to stay here with Junior Sister Liu."

"Junior Brother Xue, you..."

"You don't need to persuade me anymore. I blew up my golden elixir and now I have fallen into the Qi Refining Stage. I don't have much time left. Junior Sister Liu and I can't sleep together in life, but we can always be buried together in death! Senior Brother Zhou, I have nothing else to ask for now, I just hope you can help bury Junior Sister Liu and me together." Xue Ren stroked the scroll gently, his eyes full of love, and said softly.

Zhou Zhenyu and Zhou Tongtian looked at each other and sighed at the same time.

Xue Ren didn't have much time left, and he would die sooner or later. Since Xue Ren wanted to be buried with Liu Rong, they couldn't dissuade him anymore.

Xue Ren threw Liu Rong's portrait and clothes into the huge pit and jumped in.

"Junior Sister Liu, I'm here to accompany you. You won't be alone." Xue Ren gently stroked the scroll, took out a short sword, and cut his neck.

A large amount of blood gushed out, and Xue Ren fell on the scroll.

"Alas, Junior Brother Xue and Junior Sister Liu, the pair of ill-fated lovers, can finally be together, but I didn't expect it to end like this." Zhou Zhenyu sighed and said so.

"For them, this may be the best choice. If they can't sleep together in life, they can be buried together in death."

Zhou Tongtian stomped his right foot hard on the ground, and the huge pit was quickly buried by quicksand.

Zhou Zhenyu flicked his finger, and a red flame flew out, landed in the bamboo building, and burned quickly. Not long after, the bamboo building was burned to ashes.