That's What Villains Are Like

"Miss Wang Yu, what happened..."

Ye Ming regained his composure, took a few steps forward, came to the door of the quiet room, and asked in a deep voice.

"I'm not sure. It seems that people from the Blood Immortal Sect have suddenly set their sights on our sect and want to capture our sect's disciples to use them as medicine guides to refine elixirs..."

The female disciple named Wang Yu has a delicate face, and some freckles on both sides of her nose add a bit of youthfulness to her.

But at this moment, her face was very pale, and her eyes could not hide the fear and worry. It took a lot of courage to rush back here as soon as possible and remind Ye Ming to escape.

Now many disciples of the Chenyu Sect have fled to the back mountain, and they have no intention of caring about the life and death of others.

When Wang Yu rescued Ye Ming, he ignored the dissuasion of other senior sisters and secretly let Ye Ming heal in the quiet room where he used to practice.

She is kind-hearted and can't do anything without saving someone's life.

"Blood Immortal Cult..."

"It's really abominable."

"If I recover from my injuries, these demons of the Blood Immortal Sect will definitely pay a heavy price."

Ye Ming's face was as dark as water, and his fists were clenched, as if he was very angry.

However, this movement seemed to have touched his injury again, making his face paler and a stream of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Master Ye Chen, your injury is not healed yet, so it's better not to get angry and run away for your life now."

"The Blood Immortal Sect is becoming more and more careless. Even Saint Ling Zhuyun of the Yaochi Sect is being hunted by it. All the major immortal sects are helpless against the Blood Immortal Sect. What can we do?" Wang Yu's eyes were filled with sadness. and powerlessness.

"Ling Zhuyun..."

Hearing this familiar name, Ye Ming looked slightly dazed, and then quickly recovered.

Maybe I will never have the chance to explain it to her in this life.

"In that case, Miss Wang Yu, let's run away quickly. You should be very familiar with the back mountain of Shenyu Sect, so I'll ask you to lead the way..."

Ye Ming did not dare to show up rashly, and he did not know whether the people of the Blood Immortal Sect were targeting him. At the moment, he could only follow these disciples of the Chenyu Sect and escape to the back mountain.

Once he enters the deep mountains, he will have a chance to escape from the Blood Immortal Sect's pursuit.

Soon, Wang Yu led the way and led Ye Ming deeper into the back mountain. The many disciples of the Chenyu Sect who were fleeing could not care about this man who suddenly appeared. The place was in chaos.

"There are many fish that have slipped through the net in the back mountain direction..."

But soon, some masters from the Blood Immortal Sect noticed the many disciples of the Chenyu Sect who were fleeing here. From the sky, streaks of blood light flew towards them and fell towards them.

"The people from the Blood Immortal Cult are here."

"Run away quickly..."

"Someone come and save us."

When many Chenyu Sect disciples saw this, their faces suddenly showed despair.

"If you fight them, you would rather die than let them catch you."

There were also many disciples who were extremely determined and brave, and would rather die than surrender. They fought back with anger on their faces, planning to die generously and fight with the masters of the Blood Immortal Sect.

However, this was obviously just an egg against a stone. The difference in strength was too huge. As soon as Hajime fought, he lost, and they all coughed up blood and flew away.

The scene was extremely tragic for a while.

"Coming towards me, these people from the Blood Immortal Sect are really lingering."

"I really want to kill them all one by one."

Ye Ming watched all this from a distance, his face was very gloomy, and then he saw several streaks of blood falling in the direction where he escaped.

"Don't be reckless. Once you take action, you will be noticed by the strong men of the Blood Immortal Sect. With your current cultivation level, you are far from being a match for the Eighth Realm Powerful One."

"Even if you use secret techniques to forcibly improve your cultivation, you will still be defeated. On the contrary, you may expose your location and attract greater pursuit."

"The only way now is to escape as much as possible..." The old ghost advised Ye Ming not to be reckless.

The situation between the two of them is very dangerous now, and they cannot be exposed to others easily.

"I know, I won't be reckless." Ye Ming nodded, with an ugly face, and then followed Wang Yu closely.

"This Chenyu Sect actually has a man..."

"Haha, I guess she is the mistress of some female disciple."

Not far away, there was a burst of light, and several rays of blood suddenly fell from the sky, turning into several figures in blood-colored robes, landing in front of Ye Ming.

"Master Ye Chen, you are injured and cannot take action."

"Run away quickly, I'll help you hold them back..."

Seeing these people's ferocious expressions and their ferocious smiles and teasing expressions, Wang Yu's face suddenly turned pale.

But she still stood in front of Ye Ming resolutely, intending to delay time for him, even though the palm holding the sword was trembling slightly.

"Haha, interesting."

"My beauty is a bit off, but at this juncture, I actually want my mistress to escape first."

"It looks like she is not Hina anymore. I want to try to see if she will sacrifice her life for her man..."

Several monks from the Blood Immortal Sect stared at Wang Yu playfully, scanning his graceful figure with lustful eyes.

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Master Ye Chen and I have nothing to do with each other."

Wang Yu had never been insulted and teased like this before. Hearing this, his face suddenly turned red and he shouted angrily.

"Hey, she's still angry. If it doesn't matter, then why did you let him escape first?"

"Why is this pretty boy worthy of you treating him like this?"

Several monks from the Blood Immortal Sect were like cats chasing mice, with playful expressions and no rush to take action.

"I...I just can't let the injured stay, and I can't just die without saving them."

Wang Yujiao shouted, and suddenly pulled out the long sword in her hand. The sword was as sharp as water, and it rushed towards several people.

"Miss Wang Yu..."

Ye Ming looked at the delicate woman standing in front of him, gritted his teeth, his expression was uncertain, and he was constantly struggling and hesitating in his heart.

"Master Ye Chen, run away quickly."

Wang Yu started fighting with the people in front of him. It seemed that he knew what he was hesitating and struggling for at this time, but he still didn't forget to shout.

"This girl has a pure heart. It's a pity that such a person is destined not to go far in this world." The old ghost's voice with a hint of emotion sounded in Ye Ming's heart.

Ye Ming did not respond, gritted his teeth, turned around and fled in the other direction.

The sounds of Wang Yu and several people fighting behind him became farther and farther away, until the only sound left in his ears was the whistling wind.

He didn't want to die, nor did he want to be noticed by the people of the Blood Immortal Cult, and be hunted again, so he could only run for his life.

He had had enough of this miserable life, like a rat crossing the street.

"I just want to live. I'm right. People are selfish, and I am no exception. I'm sorry, Miss Wang Yu."

"If anything happens to you, when I succeed in my practice in the future, I will definitely avenge you by slaying the Blood Immortal Sect and repay you for saving your life that day."

Ye Ming gritted his teeth, his eyes were extremely determined, and his heart towards the Tao seemed to be more determined than ever at this moment.

Pfft...

There was the sound of blood splashing in the distance, like a sharp knife cutting through flesh easily, accompanied by bursts of screams.

Ye Ming shuddered, but did not look back, as if he didn't want to see that tragic scene.

But soon, he noticed something was wrong. These screams were not from women.

"Someone is coming..." the old ghost said at the right time.

"That is?"

"Zhu Yun? How did she come here?"

Ye Ming paused when he heard this. In shock, he looked back in the direction where he had just escaped.

In the void, a woman with fluttering snow clothes, as clear and holy as the moon, leaning on a sword across the sky, her green hair flying, her body shrouded in hazy light, made her look like a banished fairy, ethereal, gorgeous and extremely moving.

As his bright wrist swung, streaks of sword light swayed like rain. A monk from the Blood Immortal Sect was pierced continuously under the sword light and screamed in agony.

The several Blood Immortal Cult monks who had just teased and insulted Wang Yu had already been separated from their bodies and were too dead to die.

Although Wang Yu was injured, he was not seriously injured. At this time, he looked up to the sky with a face full of joy and excitement, as if he did not expect that someone would come to save them.

"Bamboo Rhythm..."

"How could this happen?"

Ye Ming stared blankly at the scene not far away, and a deep regret and bitterness suddenly emerged in his heart.

He suddenly regretted why he didn't take action just now and chose to run for his own life instead.

From a distance, he noticed that Ling Zhuyun seemed to glance towards his position, with some surprise and confusion in her eyes.

But soon, that doubt turned into shock, chill, and disbelief.

Ye Ming trembled all over, feeling that something belonging to him in his heart kept passing away at this moment.

He hurriedly lowered his head, pretending not to see it, but his body was shaking constantly.

"She recognized you..."

"Although your current identity is Ye Yun, Ge Qixing has already exposed your true identity."

"That day in Anqiu City, she was attacked by people from the Blood Immortal Cult. You shouldn't have come forward." The old ghost was silent for a while, as if he didn't expect that there would be such a coincidence in this world.

If Ye Ming had not listened to him just now, he would rather expose himself than take action brazenly.

Then if Ling Zhuyun shows up, everything may be redeemed and explained.

Unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in this world.

One wrong step and every step is wrong.

"She and I are destined to be together. This may be fate..."

Ye Ming felt lost for a while, his eyes no longer as firm as before, and even a little dazed and dull.

He felt very panicked and confused at the moment, and at the same time he also felt indescribable sourness, tingling, and regret.

Ling Zhuyun did not chase him where he was. Even though his eyes were still filled with shock and disbelief, he immediately killed the other members of the Blood Immortal Sect in an attempt to save more Chenyu Sect disciples.

"Ling Zhuyun, you are finally willing to show up."

"Where are you going to escape today?"

At this time, the sky trembled, a loud shout rang out, and the billowing clouds of blood covered the sky and the sun, immediately covering the area as if a vast ocean was raging.

A burly figure like a demon god came through the air, his robes were billowing, his hair was flying, and his eyes were cold and cruel, staring at Ling Zhuyun who was taking action.

Elder Xue Chi, who had reached the eighth level of cultivation, took action. As soon as he appeared, he showed his tyrannical and terrifying strength. He was even more like a peerless demon god resurrected, with dense blood-colored demon patterns appearing between his eyebrows, forehead, and cheeks.

The phantom of a blood-colored chi dragon stretches across the sky and the earth. Its eyes are like a blood-colored lake, and its body is like a mountain. Its terrifying pressure is so terrifying that it can make people suffocate even if they breathe.

Many Chenyu Sect elders who were fighting felt their energy and blood boiling under this angry shout, and their hearts seemed to be about to explode. They all froze in mid-air as if they were struck by lightning, and then rustled like dumplings being dropped into a pot. Fall.

The powerful master of the eighth realm has already controlled the power of heaven and earth. In front of him, the monks who have cultivated in the seventh realm are no different from children playing house.

In an immortal sect like the Chenyu Sect, most of the elders are only in the sixth realm.

Under the murderous roar of Elder Xue Chi, his body almost collapsed and exploded.

Ling Zhuyun was the first to bear the brunt, and her body trembled. A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth on her face covered by a gauze, and soon the veil turned red.

"If you just surrender, I will let all the disciples and elders of Chenyu Sect go."

Elder Xue Chi walked through the air, and every step seemed to step on the veins of heaven and earth, causing the mountains to rumble and the earth to crack.

Seeing this scene, all the elders and disciples of the Chenyu Sect felt as if their hearts were about to collapse, and their eyes were full of despair.

"Despicable..." Ling Zhuyun looked at him with cold eyes.

Elder Xue Chi stared at her, sneered, and was too lazy to talk nonsense. He reached out with a palm. The sea of ​​blood rolled, the blood energy swirled, and the heaven and earth roared. It was like a mountain pressing down, giving people an unimaginable sense of oppression.

"Bamboo Rhythm..."

Ye Ming looked at this scene from a distance and felt his heart tremble. He was extremely worried and couldn't help but take action.

But he also knew his own strength. Even if he had another epiphany between life and death, he would never be a powerful opponent like Elder Xue Chi.

Above the sky, there was so much blood that half of the sky was covered.

Seeing that this palm was about to land in front of Ling Zhuyun, suppressing her down, the void beside her body suddenly twisted, and a slender palm like white jade stretched out and collided with it lightly.

There was a bang, and in just a moment, terrifying and surging energy exploded, like a hurricane sweeping around, the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves, and large areas of the void collapsed, making it difficult to bear the breath of this palm.

The mountains and trees in all directions seemed to have been plowed by ferocious beasts, and they all collapsed and collapsed.

Elder Xue Chi, whose face was full of sneer, suddenly froze as if he were treating a turtle in a vat.

The figure standing in mid-air couldn't help but step back several steps, one step at a time, leaving a big crack in the void.

"who is it?"

He looked at his numb arms, stopped his sneer and contempt, became cautious and angry, stared at the void next to Ling Zhuyun, and shouted in a low voice.

"Great, someone came to save us."

"I know that there must be people in this world who will not let the Blood Immortal Sect do whatever they want."

Such a scene also made many Chenyu Sect elders and disciples around them stunned, and then became excited with joy.

Ling Zhuyun was a little confused and subconsciously thought that it was the Supreme Elder of the sect who came to know about the incident, but the familiar aura told her that it was not the Supreme Elder of the Yaochi Sect who took action.

The void in front of her was still twisting, and a dark crack appeared, as if it had been easily torn apart by someone. A vast force of wind swept across it, and a terrifying void continued to spread there.

Soon, chaotic mist overflowed, as if coming from an unknown plane of time and space. The hazy white mist spread, and a slender figure stepped out from there. His robes were better than snow and spotless, like a young man walking out of an ancient ink painting. Immortal, transcendent and refined.

In an instant, the whole world seemed to be silent.

The violent aura that was raging just now was suppressed and calmed down.

"Jiang Lan..."

Ye Ming stared there, his eyes widened, his teeth clenched, his eyes full of disbelief and anger, and there was deep hatred and murderous aura surging all over his body.

Jiang Lan, Jiang Lan again!

No matter where he goes or wherever he appears, Jiang Lan will show up.

He was like a haunting nightmare, haunting him all the time.

"Why did he appear again..."

"He's chasing me again."

Ye Ming's whole body was trembling, his eyes gradually turned blood red, and his hatred for Jiang Lan could no longer be described in words.

At this moment, he even had the idea of ​​rushing forward to fight Jiang Lan regardless of everything.

The old ghost who wanted to speak out to tell Ye Ming not to be impulsive didn't know what to say at this time.

Today, everything seems to be a foregone conclusion.

Ye Ming seemed to have been enveloped by an invisible big net from the beginning. He was like a moth that hit him. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape the fate of being tightened by the big net.

"Jiang Lan, the Holy Son of Taiyi Sect?"

Under the sky, Elder Xue Chi stared at Jiang Lan who walked out of the void, his eyes full of surprise and uncertainty.

When he collided with that palm just now, he subconsciously thought that this was a being in the same realm as himself. His strength and cultivation were profound and not inferior to his own.

But he never expected that the person coming would be Jiang Lan, the number one person of the younger generation in Zhongtian Prefecture who had become so famous and popular during this period.

He is only in his twenties, how can he compare with a peerless demon like himself who has been practicing for thousands of years?

"It's Jiang Lan, the Holy Son of Taiyi Sect..."

"Great, we are saved."

In the collapsed ruins of the Chenyu Sect, many elders and disciples looked at this scene and couldn't help but feel excited and excited, seeing the hope of living.

Many disciples raised their beautiful faces and looked at the figure under the sky, their eyes even more brilliant, their red lips pursed tightly, secretly excited.

"Jiang Lan?"

"Why are you here?"

Ling Zhuyun stared blankly at Jiang Lan beside her, her beautiful eyes full of disbelief. After she realized what she was doing, her tone was full of joy.

"I heard that you were chased by people from the Blood Immortal Cult and were seriously injured. You fled to the Luanyun Mountains. I was worried that something would happen to you, so I came here." Jiang Lan responded with a smile.

Ling Zhuyun's face under the veil suddenly turned red, and her heart felt warm, touched, and filled with indescribable emotions.

"you……"

She murmured for a long time, but couldn't say anything. Jiang Lan said this in front of everyone, which made her ears feel hot and her delicate white neck turned red. She was very shy.

Many elders and disciples of Chenyu Sect were filled with envy when they heard this.

Which woman has never imagined that when she is in danger, someone will be thinking about her and will travel thousands of miles to save her as soon as possible.

Moreover, the person who came was even more distinguished. He was the Holy Son of Taiyi Sect, the leader of the Immortal Sect, and the future Emperor of Heaven who was famous all over the world.

I am afraid that only the Yaochi Sect Saint, who is known as the most beautiful woman in Zhongtian State, can be treated like this.

"Jiang Lan..."

"You took away my love..."

"I hate it."

Ye Ming, who was in the distance, looked at the two people above the sky and felt sour, painful, and unwilling emotions rolling through his heart, and his heart was trembling.

Especially at this moment, the two of them are standing side by side. The woman is beautiful and beautiful, and the man is handsome and graceful, with graceful demeanor. They are like a pair of gods. I am afraid that there will never be another two people who are so well matched in the world.

He had never seen Ling Zhuyun's panic-stricken expression with shy joy, and even her brows were tinged with joy.

Ye Ming's clenched teeth collided up and down, his heart was bleeding and trembling constantly.

In comparison, he was like the stinky rat in the sewer, only worthy of living in filth and shadow.

And the culprit who caused him to end up like this is now having an intimate conversation with his beloved.

"Jiang Lan, the Holy Son of Taiyi Sect..."

"You actually ignored me, so I want to try your abilities today."

At this time, Elder Xue Chi finally confirmed that Jiang Lan's cultivation level was not the Eighth Realm of Bridge Robbery.

He had been surprised and worried just now, but now he was relieved when he saw that he was only at the seventh level.

Jiang Lan was able to kill a half-step eight-level master, but the gap between the real eight-level master and that half-step could be described as a huge chasm.

Not to mention that he is not an ordinary eight-level powerful. He has already survived three heavenly tribulations. As long as he survives one more time, he can be called the most powerful.

His palm just now was only 30% of his strength, otherwise how could he suffer a loss?

At that moment, Elder Xue Chi took the lead and took action without giving Jiang Lan a chance to react. In his opinion, as long as Jiang Lan could be suppressed and killed, his power in the Blood Immortal Sect would rise several levels again.

Taiyi Sect is the leader of the Immortal Sect, and has always been at odds with the Blood Immortal Sect.

So today he will kill the Holy Son of Taiyi Sect and promote the Holy Power of the Blood Immortal Sect.

"Jiang Lan, be careful..."

Ling Zhuyun reacted and saw a blood-colored chilong with a mountain-like body, wrapped in endless blood-evil energy, charging towards this place, fierce and domineering, and couldn't help but let out a soft breath.

"The Blood Immortal Sect is slaughtering people everywhere. The sky is angry and people are angry. Today I will accept you, this evil dragon, to eliminate harm for the people."

"It just so happens that Granny Xuesha and Taoist Netherworld are lonely on the road."

"You might as well go accompany them."

Jiang Lan's posture was cheerful, and he flicked his broad sleeves, and suddenly it was as if the stars were moving, the sun and the moon lost their light, Elder Xue Chi's dharma form collided with his palm, making the whole world tremble.

"It turns out that Blood Fiend and Netherworld died in your hands..."

Elder Xue Chi's eyes turned cold, and the huge dharma body phantom opened its bloody mouth. The endless fishy wind blew away, carrying a corrosive nature, and wanted to engulf Jiang Lan.

No one dared to get close and quickly left here.

Although Jiang Lan has never stepped into the Eighth Realm, the power in his movements is even more terrifying and astonishing than Elder Xue Chi.

Soon, Elder Xue Chi's expression no longer looked arrogant and strong, and began to change.

This child cannot be judged by common sense.

Boom! ! !

Big collisions occurred there again and again, like earth-shaking, like the sea of ​​gods surging into the sky, the Milky Way pouring out, a vast expanse of light between heaven and earth, various energies intertwined, and then exploded, incomparably bright and dazzling.

This is no longer a method that ordinary monks can understand. It seems that reaching for the stars and the moon is already a matter of raising their hands.

"Heaven and earth are helping him, this child is not far from the Eighth Realm..."

"This speed of cultivation is incredible."

Even if he had a grudge against Jiang Lan, the old ghost couldn't help but marvel at this moment.

"Eight Realms..."

Ye Ming once again felt dizzy and his hands and feet were cold. He thought that one day he would be able to catch up with Jiang Lan and crush him under his feet to avenge all his grievances.

But now the gap between the two is getting farther and farther, so far that he can't catch up at all.

"Run away. Ling Zhuyun has already recognized you. When Jiang Lan frees his hands, I'm afraid he will come to find you."

"Although the Chen Sect is being watched by all parties, we can only escape there..." The old ghost thought of a last resort for him.

Ye Ming gritted his teeth. When everyone was paying attention to the shocking battle, he no longer hesitated and turned into a stream of light and went into the deep forest.

At this moment, even Wang Yu, the disciple of the Chenyu Sect who had saved him before, was staring at the sky for a moment, full of reverence and admiration.

Only Ling Zhuyun seemed to glance in the direction where Ye Ming had just escaped, then thought of something, sighed quietly, and did not chase after him.

Above the sky, the battle between Jiang Lan and Elder Xue Chi continued.

The terrifying and surging divine power and demonic energy surged in all directions, constantly rushing in all directions.

There, the void was shattered to a certain extreme, turning into powder piece by piece, exposing a deep and boundless nothingness that made people feel chilled all over.

The elephant was invisible, the sound was loud, and the place where the two of them were was formed a broken void.

The terror and power of Jiang Lan's physical body were completely revealed at this moment.

As he punched down, the broken void trembled, like a dead leaf in a stormy sea, filled with terrifying cracks. A blast of punch swept through, and a collapsed hole emerged.

Boom, boom, boom...

One after another, terrifying black holes appeared around him, and between his palms, there was a mist-like air flow surging like chaos. He seemed to be standing in the chaos, opening up one world after another.

Elder Xue Chi was so frightened that his complexion turned white and trembled, and he was no longer as majestic and domineering as he was at the beginning.

One after another blood splashed away, and his arm broke, revealing the white bones.

He was of the blood of Chilong, and he was known for his tyranny in the same physical realm. However, in front of Jiang Lan, he was like an eggshell, breaking at the first touch, and the pain made him grin and scream in pain.

"The vigor of this boy is simply beyond imagination..."

"I'm no match for him."

Elder Xue Chi was frightened. At his level, other things except life and death were taken lightly. It was shameful to run away. What was shameful was to die at the hands of Jiang Lan and become a stepping stone for him to become famous.

Thinking of this, he wanted to retreat.

However, Jiang Lan had already anticipated his plan. At the moment when Elder Xue Chi was about to escape, he raised his arms, like a supreme seal of brilliant Dharma light. The sun and moon lost their light, the stars dimmed, and they bombarded away like towering mountains. .

Elder Xue Chi sacrificed various dazzling magic weapons to fight against him. Among them were several Taoist tools that condensed Dao marks, and their power was terrifying.

The light here was shocking and trembling, and each piece of magic weapon shattered and exploded, turning into dust everywhere.

Elder Xue Chi's scalp was numb. He thought he could hold Jiang Lan back for a moment, but who would have thought that even the Taoist weapon would be shrouded in the light of his fist and turned into pieces.

In the eyes of everyone, Jiang Lan was surrounded by light and mist, his robes were rolled up, and the light of his fists covered the sky, just like the real Emperor of Heaven, filling the sky, leaving Elder Xue Chi with nowhere to hide and could only hold on. The scalp fights against it.

Boom! ! !

Then, Jiang Lan's punch landed hard on his chest, and there was a crisp bone crack, and then blood exploded, and a terrifying large hole penetrated Elder Xue Chi from front to back.

He made a miserable sound, blood spattered everywhere, and supported by his strong vitality, he turned into his true body, a chilong, and tried to escape.

Phew...

The next moment, the fire was surging, Jiang Lan opened his five fingers, and a fairy phoenix with bright feathers and raging flames appeared on its body. Its wings covered the sky, opened its mouth and sprayed out, the sea of ​​​​fire spread, covering hundreds of miles of sky at once, and transformed into its true body. The elder Xue Chi screamed in pain.

Finally, the immortal phoenix reached out with both claws, tearing the void apart, as if preying on a young snake, grabbing the elder Xue Chi, and then tore him apart in the air.

There was a sound of chirping, and the blood was surging. It was like a pool of blood pouring down, and blood began to rain from the sky and the ground.

Elder Xue Chi, with only two pieces left, fell to the ground, his eyes dim, with disbelief and despair still remaining in them.

"How can it be……"

"I will die by your hands."

Blood surged from his mouth, and the Eighth Realm Great Power's vitality was extremely strong. Until this moment, he was still not dead.

"In my hands, after holding on for so long, your strength is not much weaker than the most powerful one."

Jiang Lan stood tall in the air, with the chaotic mist surrounding him making him look like a heavenly being descending into the world, overlooking the common people.

He put his palms together, and there was a sudden tremor between heaven and earth. The power of heaven and earth responded, the energy of Zhouxu circulated, and in the void plane, the power of the world roared.

Under everyone's shocked gazes, Elder Xue Chi screamed miserably, as if he was being squeezed by an invisible force of heaven and earth.

Finally, with the soul inside, it exploded with a bang, completely destroying both body and soul.

Seeing such a scene, all the elders and disciples of Chenyu Sect around them fell into shock and deathly silence.

"Very good……"

"saved."

"As expected of the world-famous Holy Son Jiang Lan, he can destroy the eight realms of power with just one hand. This is too powerful."

After a while, among the ruins and pavilions, cheers of joy and survival after the disaster suddenly sounded.

Gazes of shock, admiration, reverence and gratitude gathered together to look at him.

The other masters of the Blood Immortal Sect, seeing that Elder Xue Chi was dead, knew that the situation was over and they did not dare to stay for long.

However, Ling Zhuyun would not let them escape safely, and chased after them one by one, intent on eradicating the roots.

Many elders and disciples of the Chenyu Sect also cooperated to sort out the battle situation and eliminate the rest of the Blood Immortal Sect.

A disaster that wiped out a whole family was calmed down because of Jiang Lan's appearance.

In a quiet room in the back mountain of the Chenyu Sect, several elders knocked on the stone door of the retreat and finally invited the sect leader Lu Chenyu out.

But everything they saw in Chen Yu Sect in front of them made them very stunned, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

"Ye Ming, it's nothing more than that..."

"I thought this was your chance, but you didn't fight for it yourself."

Jiang Lan's figure fluttered and fell from the void, and then came to the disciple named Wang Yu under the grateful gazes of many Chenyu Sect elders and disciples.