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"What are you doing?" A shout sounded like thunder.

Master Xuan Yi rushed over and grabbed Zhu Wuxi's wrist, only to see that he was holding a jade talisman in his palm.

Zhu Wuxi's face turned pale with fear, "Master, I didn't do anything, no, no..."

Master Xuan Yi said with a cruel smile, "Are you trying to tip off Old Monster Mo that Shigu Mountain is empty and can be destroyed in one fell swoop?"

"Master, Master... what are you talking about? This disciple doesn't understand!"

"Hehe! It's a pity that the Qingshi has already placed many restrictions in the mine, and your talisman cannot be sent out at all."

Something unexpected happened, and everyone in the Tai Chi Sect in the cave was stunned for a moment. Apparently, Elder Zhu from Yantai Ridge is actually a spy of the Demon Puppet Sect!

Master Xuan Yi's strength was everywhere, "click", and with Zhu Wuxi's scream, his wrist was broken.

Immediately afterwards, Master Xuan Yi's five fingers were like the wind, and he had sealed Zhu Wuxi's Dantian, Shenfeng, Zhitang, Yunmen, and Lingxu's five key points.

Zhu Wuxi's whole body was sore and numb, and he couldn't bring up any mana.

He is the eldest disciple taught by Master Xuan Yi himself. His master knows all the magical powers and techniques, and the difference in their magic power is so far apart that it is really easy for Xuan Yi to control him.

"Nie Zhan, tell me when did you join the Demon Puppet Sect!"

Zhu Wuxi's entire psychological defense was completely defeated. He knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, "Master, have mercy on me, master, have mercy on me! I was captured by people from the Demon Puppet Sect back then and fed me poison. I was forced to have no choice..."

Master, I was forced, my heart is towards Taiji Sect, I have never killed a fellow sect..."

"Beast, shut up! You are still quibbling! You didn't kill your fellow disciples with your own hands? But you told Old Monster Mo all the news about the sect, and many of your fellow disciples died because of this, including your senior uncle Xuan Ming, your junior brother Xu Wuqiu...

Everyone, what do you think should be done with the traitor Zhu Wuxi? "

The last words of Master Xuan Yi were asked by the other five elders present.

Something happened suddenly, and the five elders looked at each other in shock.

Taoist Jingxu has the kindest heart and mused, "Now that the war is imminent, it is better to lock him up and wait until we return to Shigu Mountain to make a decision."

The other four elders thought that Zhu Wuxi was Xuan Yi's eldest disciple after all, and that he was forced to do so, and maybe his life could be spared, so they all nodded slightly in agreement.

"No need!" Master Xuan Yi gritted his teeth, "Zhu Wuxi has already confessed personally. According to the sect's rules, betraying the sect, taking refuge in the Demon Sect, leaking secrets, and killing fellow sect members are all capital crimes. What's more, he has committed more than One, and his hands were stained with the blood of more than one fellow disciple!

Shameless villain, really worse than a pig or a dog! If I don’t kill you, God will kill you too! "

The more Master Xuan Yi spoke, the angrier he became, his face turned red, his eyes turned red, and his final voice was like a thunderous roar!

Not only Zhu Wuxi, but also all the disciples on the field were stunned and their minds were swaying.

"Crack!" Xuan Dao and his men took the sword from Master Li Qing's hand and chopped it down with one strike. Zhu Wuxi didn't even have time to scream, and his head was already missing.

Xuan Yi grabbed Zhu Wuxi's head, lifted it up high, and declared loudly, "The traitor Zhu Wuxi betrayed the sect and killed his brothers and sisters. Xuan Yi will behead him according to the ancestral rules."

Zhu Wuxi's eyes were wide open, and the panic and fear before his death were still deeply imprinted in his pupils. Blood spurted out from his neck, and a smell of blood quickly filled the entire mine.

"The traitors have been killed. I announce the real target of this operation." Master Xuan Yi threw Zhu Wuxi's head away and slowly uttered three words, "Golem Mountain!"

Except for the five sect elders, Li Qingshi, Shi Feng and a few other people who knew the inside story, everyone else was shocked, but no one made a comment and the cave remained silent.

Master Xuan Yi's tone suddenly became low and sad, "My fellow disciples, it is a natural calamity for the Taiji Sect. The ancestor has unfortunately fallen, the righteous path has fallen, and the demonic flames are arrogant. There is not even a tenth of my Taiji Sect's territory left, and the five thousand disciples have either left, surrendered, or died. Or injured, and now there are less than two thousand left.

Tai Chi Sect has reached this point, it has reached the edge of the cliff, and there is no way to retreat. All of this is due to Xuan Yi's incompetence, Xuan Yi is incompetent, and he is ashamed of his ancestors! "

At the end of the conversation, Master Xuan Yi burst into tears and fell to his knees, beating his chest and crying loudly.

Everyone's eyes were red and they knelt down together.

Master Li Qing kowtowed repeatedly, "Master, don't blame yourself! God brought disaster to our sect. Our ancestor died, which is why our sect has reached this point.

The master worked so hard to keep the inheritance of his ancestors alive, but no one in the sect noticed it. Now that the Spirit Demon Heavenly Cauldron Formation has been destroyed and the Demon Puppet Sect's morale has plummeted, this is a great opportunity for our Taiji Sect to strike back. "

"The young master is right. We have been entangled with the Demon Puppet Sect for thousands of years. We have accumulated blood debts and are irreconcilable." Master Xuan Yi suddenly stood up and waved his fist, "Only with blood, with blood, with the blood of countless people, can we Let go of this hatred!

If it's not our blood, then it's the blood of the Demon Puppet Sect. Therefore, today, I am going to take advantage of the Demon Puppet Sect’s people to gather in the Demon Mountain and catch them all! "

Master Xuan Yi's gaze slowly swept across the crowd, "You must think I'm crazy, otherwise! Since the Spirit Demon Heavenly Cauldron Formation was broken, the Demon Puppet Sect's vitality has been severely damaged. I can tell you three good news. , First, Monster Mo has been seriously injured; Second, the Demon Puppet Sect’s protective formation has been breached; Third, the Demon Puppet Sect has no reinforcements at all, so our Taiji Sect will definitely win this battle!”

"Victory!" "Kill the devil thief!" "Revenge!" The monks in the cave shouted wildly with their blood boiling.

Xuanyi Zhenren carefully took out a two-foot-long iron sword from the storage bag and held it high above his head, "Grandmaster, I, Xuanyi, will personally lead my fellow disciples to fight the devil to the death!

If we cannot kill the devil this time, then the foundation of our ancestors will not be protected. Taiji Sect will be expelled from the name, and Xuanyi will commit suicide with a sword and not live in the world. If I break this oath, I will be punished by heaven and hated by the earth!"

Facing the iron sword of the ancestor, all the disciples shouted in unison, "We are willing to follow the master and fight the devil to the death!"

Xuanyi Zhenren turned around, "Everyone listen to my orders, Senior Brother Ganchu, you take nephew Qin Bing to guard Yunshan Town, cut off the teleportation array at the foot of the mountain, and monitor the movements of all parties. If there are reinforcements, report to me immediately. Taoist Mieqing, you lead..."

Xuanyi Zhenren gave orders one by one, and everyone responded respectfully.

Finally, Xuanyi Zhenren sucked with his right hand, grabbed Zhu Wuxi's head, and hung it on a stalagmite, "It's just right to use this traitor's head as a sacrifice to strengthen our prestige. Let's go!"

....

In front of the ancestral hall on Golem Mountain, the bright sunlight scorched the square.

In the 32 branches of the Mo family, hundreds of clansmen sweated profusely while arguing about the recommendation of candidates from each branch.

Sitting under the canopy of the high platform, Mo Laoguai frowned and was uneasy. Was the Taishan Sect responsible for the destruction of the sect's protective formation?

The formation has stopped working, but why hasn't there been any movement from Nanlou Mountain? What is the purpose of Taiji Sect?

In addition, although Lingxiao Sword Sect brought the treasure, the requirements put forward by Sect Leader Feihongzi were really outrageous: 13 mines and 20 years of income...!

The more he thought about it, the more upset he became. At this time, each branch had already pushed out candidates. According to the rules, the 32 candidates had to be screened and competed in rounds, and finally one person was determined to be the young sect leader.

Old Monster Mo took the list, glanced at it quickly, and said loudly, "I have read the list of each branch. I declare that Mo Chou is the next young master of our sect..."

The people of the Mo clan below looked at each other in surprise. They didn't expect that this ceremony would be so anticlimactic. There was no round of nominations, and the ancestor directly announced the candidate for the young master, and it was a little girl.

Many people were dissatisfied, but Old Monster Mo had a very high prestige in the Demon Puppet Sect. What he said was the golden rule, and no one dared to object.

Just when the whole audience was silent, a cultivator hurriedly flew over from a distance and landed in the square, panting and shouting, "Report to the ancestor, there is news from Longxi Town that a large number of cultivators are attacking from the north..."

"What?"

Old Monster Mo stood up with a "whoosh" and hurriedly looked north, only to see a black smoke rising from the north.

"Damn! Could it be that the goal of Taiji Sect is..."