The Tale of Breaking Free to Cultivate Immortality

Faced with the kowtow of the eleven old seniors, Li Ruoyu did not shirk.

He had been busy for so long, even risking his life to do all this, just to get these strong men.

"Seniors, get up." Li Ruoyu's eyes burst into murderous intent.

"Our action today has just begun. After destroying the Seven Profound Sect, Li Ruoyu will tell you in detail!" Li Ruoyu took him to the exit.

"Kill!" The eyes of the eleven Yuanying strong men flashed red, and no one hated the Seven Profound Sect more than them.

...

Outside the low mountain, Wang Yuanfeng suddenly panicked. This sudden feeling made him very unhappy.

It seemed that something extremely dangerous was about to come out.

Xiong Heng, a mere man, could not advance to the Yuanying realm in one fell swoop even if he got a great opportunity.

Even if he advanced, a junior who had just entered the Yuanying realm could not threaten him.

Suddenly, three golden lights fell from the sky.

And their target was actually all Wang Yuanfeng, who was the strongest man in the Qixuan Sect!

Wang Yuanfeng's reaction was also very fast. He swept away the three golden lights with a sword, and they turned out to be three inferior magic swords!

"Wang Yuanfeng, you bastard is still alive!" Three figures fell first, followed by nine people.

Twelve figures, eleven of them were in the Nascent Soul Realm!

Was he dreaming? Wang Yuanfeng really wanted to slap himself in the face.

He had only reached the Nascent Soul Realm, so how could he not see that all this was true?

"Why not have a distinguished guest come to visit?" Wang Yuanfeng whispered, although the eleven people in front of him were a little weak and looked strange, and there were only three inferior swords.

He was holding a middle-grade sword, so he was not afraid.

But if the eleven people came together, he would have no choice but to accept death on the spot.

"Dear guest? Bastard, don't you recognize your grandpa?" The old ghost roared, and then rushed over with the other two.

Wang Yuanfeng is the only Yuanying strongman in Qixuan Sect now. After learning the master's hall, they did not stop at all, but rushed directly to the low mountain.

"Real grandpa?" Wang Yuanfeng's face fell instantly. He didn't recognize who the other party was.

A group of Yuanying strongmen dressed like beggars. Even if they insulted him, he had to endure it. The other party had already attacked directly.

"My master is about to return. You are guests from afar. If you stop here, Wang is willing to treat you well and always treat you as guests of honor." Wang Yuanfeng fought and retreated.

But then he found that others had already entered the low mountain.

More than a dozen Jindan strongmen died without much resistance.

If something happened in the low mountain, Xiao Jin's life might be threatened.

Li Ruoyu could not hold back. All the people guarding the low mountain, including Tiehu, were killed!

After approaching this place, Xiao Jin was able to send back almost everything he saw and felt in detail.

Except for two peak Jindan masters who still put up a little resistance, the others were almost instantly killed by this group of Yuanying masters.

At this moment, the masters had basically seized a fairly good magic weapon.

The door opened, and Xiao Jin floated above the blood pool covered in blood.

"Seniors, after killing Wang Yuanfeng, this blood pool cannot be wasted." Li Ruoyu whispered.

He saw at a glance that the others were eager for the blood pool. After being imprisoned underground for so long, they were released in one day... These people's hostility was quite terrible.

"Kill." The eight masters disappeared underground as if they were teleporting.

"Master, only eight people survived?" Xiao Jin asked with some disappointment.

"There are still three up there. Although this trip is not perfect, it is not a loss." Li Ruoyu shook his head and led the way out.

"That's not bad." Xiao Jin smiled, the injury was not in vain.

When the two walked out of the cave, the battle above was over, but the only one left there was Lao Gui?

"Young Master, the others went to kill the family." Lao Gui said.

"Zhang Ping can't be killed, and those captured children can't be killed either." Li Ruoyu didn't even frown.

"That's natural." Lao Gui said again.

"Senior's surname is Zeng?" Li Ruoyu only then realized that Wang Yuanfeng's sword had fallen into Lao Gui's hands.

"I forgot." Zeng Lao Gui shook his head.

"Then how should I call you senior?" Li Ruoyu was helpless. Didn't you call yourself Grandpa Zeng just now?

"Young Master, just call me Lao Gui." After killing Wang Yuanfeng, Lao Gui stayed alone to protect Li Ruoyu.

Even at this time in Qixuanmen, there should be no one who can threaten Li Ruoyu.

In less than two hours, except for Zhang Ping and those captured children, the entire Qixuanmen site was slaughtered.

Even the mausoleum of Qixuanmen was turned upside down!

Unfortunately, there were no high-level magic weapons as imagined, and even a few intermediate magic weapons were not found.

After two hours, Li Ruoyu finally saw the destructive power of ten Yuanying strongmen, including the extermination of the family and the looting.

"Senior Zeng, how much energy from the blood pool can help you recover?" Eleven figures came to Li Ruoyu with a large number of storage bags, magic weapons, and magic tools.

And they left nothing behind except their own weapons.

"Try it." Old Ghost Zeng shook his head.

Although these eleven people were deceived by Qixuanmen, they were not good things before this.

"Go." Li Ruoyu didn't care.

"Yes, young master!" Eleven figures sank into the ground impatiently.

...

"Xiao Jin, take those children, including Zhang Ping..." Li Ruoyu whispered, "Send them back to Qinglan Sect with the Grand Master, I will be there soon."

"Master!" Xiao Jin whispered, leaving the master alone to face these evil spirits?

Xiao Jin was unwilling to move.

"Be obedient, I know what I am doing." Li Ruoyu frowned, and his aura began to flicker.

"Then... Master, be careful." Xiao Jin's scalp numbed. When he and Lao Hei made the master angry before, he was exactly the same as he was now.

After Xiao Jin left, Li Ruoyu calmed down and slowly turned over the mountain of treasures.

Although most of the people from the Qixuan Sect had withdrawn, the remaining things were enough to feed tens of thousands of people in Qinglan Sect for three to five years.

Among them were various jade slips and other things. Li Ruoyu flipped through them casually, and basically nothing made him too excited.

Li Ruoyu stood quietly outside the low mountain.

Half a day later, figures emerged from the ground one after another.

This group of strong men were too lazy to go through the passage and attacked violently.

When they came to Li Ruoyu one by one, they were no longer skinny and hunched.

Until Zeng Laogui was the last one to fly out of the blood pool, the eleven people finally gathered.