"If that's the case, then the people from Changsheng Sect are useless, right? In my opinion, just kill them directly!"
King Jiemie said indifferently and glanced at King Yaochi.
The King of Yao Chi, also known as Ji Feixuan, was wearing a white dress at this moment. He was shrouded in a mysterious light, with a veil covering his face, and his temperament was ethereal and otherworldly.
Her skin was as crystal clear as jade, her eyes were as bright as stars, and she stood there quietly, with an unparalleled elegance and grace.
But after hearing what King Jiemie said, a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes, and she said, "King Jiemie, the people of Changsheng Sect and I have a history, no one is allowed to touch a hair of them! Otherwise, you will be an enemy of me, Ji Feixuan!"
"Humph! When did King Yao Chi have anything to do with some ants? Does King Yao Chi think that he can compete with our four holy places by his own strength?"
King Jiemie's eyes were cold and his expression was ugly. Ji Feixuan's rebuttal made him feel very embarrassed.
"Brother Jiemie, what are you talking about? I never said I wanted to be an enemy of King Yaochi. After all, these people from the Changsheng Sect helped us open the Changsheng Palace. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at if you just kill Brother Jiemie?"
The Yin Yang King smiled faintly.
"That's right! A few ants can't make any big waves, so just stay here for now!"
The King of the Underworld is an old man wearing a black robe, holding a scepter, and with a ghostly aura all over his body. His face cannot be seen clearly, but his eyes are cold and full of death, flickering like ghost fire.
His voice was cold, but he did not agree to kill everyone in Changshengmen.
King Jiemie glanced at King Heilong and found that he didn't say anything. He sneered and said, "King Yaochi can protect them for a while, but he can't protect them forever. There are many dangers in the Changsheng Palace. Maybe they will be buried in the belly of some demon!"
Ji Feixuan looked at him coldly without saying anything, which made King Jiemie feel a little bored and his eyes became even colder.
He glanced coldly at the disciples of Changsheng Sect behind Ji Feixuan, with a hint of murderous intent in the air.
"Don't be afraid, the Holy Son will definitely come to save us!"
Everyone from the Changsheng Sect looked very pale at the moment, including Nangong Xuan, Nangong Qing, Jian Wuque and others. They sat cross-legged in the center of the Yaochi Sect's disciples, as if they were seriously injured.
Each of their eyes was filled with anger, but they also felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
In order to open the Changsheng Palace, the blood and essence of each of them were extracted. Even with Ji Feixuan's protection, the important matter of opening the Changsheng Palace was involved, and Ji Feixuan alone could not stop the four kings.
The sword intent in Li Ling's body was very pure and his eyes were extremely firm. He told the many people in Changshengmen to believe that Ling Xiao would definitely come back.
"Well, I also believe that the young master will definitely save us!"
Xuewei's eyes were firm, her pretty face was less childish and more fierce. In the secret realm of immortality, she had seen the law of the jungle and also witnessed intrigues and deceptions, which made Xuewei grow up quickly.
"Don't worry, with my sister here, no one dares to hurt you!"
Ji Shuiyao smiled faintly at Xuewei, with a hint of anticipation in her eyes.
I have heard a lot of legends about Ling Xiao these days. It turns out that without me noticing, the young man in the Eight Desolate Secret Realm has grown to such a level.
She actually had a faint expectation in her heart, looking forward to seeing that boy again.
"Ling Xiao, do you still dare to come here to die?"
At this moment, murderous intent flashed in Mo Kong's eyes and he shouted loudly.
In the distance, Ling Xiao, Old Goat, Moon Goddess and Phoenix Girl came together, like four bright lights, and instantly arrived at the shore of Weak Water Lake.
"Ling Xiao is here?"
"Is it really Ling Xiao?"
Ling Xiao's arrival caused a commotion among the crowd. Everyone looked at Ling Xiao in great surprise. How dare he come here
Many warriors showed hostility in their eyes. After all, under Mokong's exaggeration, Ling Xiao had become a big devil who did all kinds of evil.
The Sun God standing behind the Yin-Yang King also revealed a hint of fierce murderous intent in his eyes after seeing Ling Xiao. If it were not for Ling Xiao, he would have inherited the Sun, Moon and Stars Sutra long ago, so his hatred for Ling Xiao was no less than that of Mo Kong.
Ling Xiao seemed unaware of everyone's gazes, and went straight to the many disciples of Yao Chi Sect. Only when he saw that Nangong Xuan and others were safe and sound did he feel relieved.
"Master, I have caused you trouble!"
Ling Xiao said softly, looking at Ji Shuiyao with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.
"Master, you're okay. I knew you were okay! That's great!"
Xuewei was trembling all over, her eyes filled with excitement. Although she had always believed that Ling Xiao was fine and that he would definitely come back, when she saw Ling Xiao at this moment, she couldn't help but burst into tears and threw herself into his arms.
"Xuewei, be good, I'm fine!"
Ling Xiao touched Xuewei's little head lovingly.
Ji Feixuan in the distance glanced at Ling Xiao, with a hint of strangeness in her eyes. Ling Xiao seemed to notice it, and looked up at her with gratitude.
The reason why everyone in Changshengmen was safe and sound must be that they were protected by Ji Feixuan, otherwise they would have died at the hands of Mokong or Rishen and others.
Ling Xiao has to accept this favor.
"Ling Xiao, you are really courting death. There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell but you break in! You used the Phantom Demon Ancient Tree to trap and kill countless warriors. Don't you have any guilt at all? Today I will enforce justice on behalf of heaven and kill you, the evil demon!"
Mo Kong was filled with a powerful aura and his eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.
And a piece of jade in his hand began to emit a blazing light. The longevity fruit tree was taken away by someone first. King Jiemie collected several auras and merged them into this jade. Whenever he encountered the person who stole the longevity fruit tree, the jade would glow.
It was obvious that it was Ling Xiao who stole the longevity fruit tree.
Mo Kong was extremely excited. As long as he killed Ling Xiao and snatched his storage ring quietly, the Wanshou Fruit Tree would then belong to the Jiemie Demon Sect.
"Where did this wild dog come from? It's barking here!"
There was a gleam of light in Ling Xiao's eyes, and he said lightly.
"Ling Xiao, you're looking for death!"
A hint of ferocity appeared on Mokong's face, and his eyes became extremely gloomy.
"Ling Xiao, why don't you surrender? Once Lord Mokong makes a move, you will surely die!"
"Ling Xiao is a demon who has committed all kinds of evil. Everyone should kill him. Why don't we go together and kill him!"
"Ling Xiao, you killed my sect's great elder, you must die!"
The disciples of the Silent Demon Sect jumped out and pointed at Ling Xiao and cursed.
Many warriors were also talking about this, and their eyes were full of hostility when they looked at Ling Xiao. No matter what, Ling Xiao had killed hundreds of powerful men, many of whom were from these small sects. Naturally, they had no good feelings towards Ling Xiao.
(End of this chapter)