Ancient State, Qingming Sword Sect.
Bai Qiuran rode the Zhanran Autumn Water, turned into a streamer, and came to the sky above the Qingming Mountains.
Looking down from here, even the Black Rock Mountains that he carried over to allow Tang Ruowei to practice, he can see clearly, but the mountain protection formation of Qingming Sword Sect has indeed been broken, and it is visible to the naked eye. Several nodes on the mountain range were blown up by people using magic techniques.
There are still some monks in action on the mountain. They seem to be doing some kind of labor for the demons. Most of these monks used to be members of the Qingming Sword Sect, but Bai Qiuran has silently expelled them from the Qingming Sword in his heart at this moment. Zong.
Without hiding his figure, he landed directly and landed on the Seven Star Peak, in front of the small courtyard where he lived.
Surprisingly, no demons or renegade monks came here. It seems that this remote mountain is difficult to arouse the interest of others at any time.
He pushed the door in and checked it a little. Nothing was missing. It seemed that no one really came.
However, it is true that there was nothing valuable in his room. All the iron swords or ordinary cloth shirts in the warehouse were spared by him, the precious exercises he created, and the advanced techniques he made. All the medicinal pills were sent to the warehouse of Qingming Sword Sect for storage.
Now, those places should have been looted by the renegade monks.
Coincidentally, he also wanted to talk to these people about the issue of compensation for the loss of Qingming Sword Sect.
Bai Qiuran closed his door, locked it again, and flew towards the main peak of Qingming without looking back.
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At the main peak of Qingming Sword Sect, outside the head courtyard, a group of monks followed a demon.
The monks all wore the clothes of the Qingming Sword Sect. They all looked red and black. Their original status should not be low. The Demon Race they followed was the size of an ordinary person. Its skin is like some kind of rock shell, with two large curved horns growing on the top of its head. Its limbs have cracks visible to the naked eye. The cracks emit dazzling fire, and sparks splash from time to time, making people feel extremely hot.
Everywhere it stepped on, it left a deep burnt footprint. It was obvious that this Demon Race was also a powerful Demon Venerable.
It was surrounded by an overwhelming pressure, and those cultivators who followed it didn't dare to say a word at all.
But they didn't say anything, it didn't mean that the Demon Venerable didn't say anything. After walking up the steps, the Demon Venerable spoke slowly and asked:
"Cultivator of the human race, do you have any news about your fellow races who escaped?"
"Back to the devil, they should have fled to the Tianmozong."
A former executive elder of Qingming Sword Sect replied:
"The headquarters of the Heavenly Demon Sect is located in the land of Beiming, which is the best Fengshui treasure in Beiming, and it is easy to find."
"Um."
This Demon Venerable stepped out of a molten footprint and came to the head court.
"Those humans are not a threat. What I want to know most is who killed my compatriots in the mountains outside the prison that day."
As he spoke, he pressed his palm onto the wooden door of the yard. Demon Venerable wanted to push the door and enter, but the heat in his palm directly ignited the wooden door and burned it to ashes.
Looking at the result he had caused, the Demon Venerable rubbed his palms, and then stepped straight into the yard from the door frame.
The spiritual grasses that Jue Yunzi had planted in his yard were scorched by the scorching aura on his body, and all curled up their branches and leaves, and even the fire-resistant spiritual grasses withered and withered directly.
Demon Venerable took these cultivators all the way to the place where Jue Yunzi used to preside over affairs, and sat down on the wooden chair that belonged to the head.
"The only people who can threaten the devil should be the immortals..."
The executive elder of Qingming Sword Sect stood next to Demon Venerable, hesitated for a moment, and then said:
"But in the mortal world... the villain also knows such an existence."
"Oh? Who?"
Demon Venerable asked with interest.
"Yes… "
The executive elder gritted his teeth and said:
"He is a legend in the cultivation world, and belongs to our Qingming Sword Sect..."
"What is [Your Qingming Sword Sect]?"
A lazy voice suddenly came from outside the courtyard lobby, interrupting their words.
Demon Venerable frowned slightly, while those defecting disciples of Qingming Sword Sect turned pale.
"I didn't expect that there is such an existence in human beings, and it can actually hide from my eyes and ears."
The Demon Venerable looked into the house and made a sound like a Hong bell.
"who are you?"
The people outside the house didn't answer, and after a while, a white-haired young man in a white robe walked in from outside the house with his hands behind his back.
There was a little leisure in his eyes, just like every time he came here in the past, he lightly swept over everyone present.
Swept by his sight, the disciples who had betrayed the Qingming Sword Sect lowered their heads, and someone whispered:
"Ancestor, Uncle Ancestor."
"Don't call me Uncle Ancestor, what are you doing so close to?"
Bai Qiuran smiled at them and said:
"You are not disciples of Qingming Sword Sect, why do you call me Uncle Patriarch?"
The headed executive elder was sweating coldly on his forehead and replied intermittently:
"But, but we are..."
"No, you are not."
Bai Qiuran calmly swept across their faces, then took a deep breath.
"You are also worthy of claiming to be disciples of the Qingming Sword Sect? Traitors!"
The voice increased instantly, and with a burst of energy, the doors and windows of the lobby were blown to pieces, flying all over the sky.
The hurricane blew the robes of these Qingming Sword Sect traitors, and they kept their mouths tightly shut, unable to open their eyes.
After a while, the hurricane dissipated, and Bai Qiuran's complexion became gentle again. The executive elder headed by him smiled and tidied up his clothes, patted his shoulder, and said:
"However, the visitor is a guest, and our Qingming Sword Sect must not lose our courtesy. Don't be nervous, I won't treat you right now."
Applause suddenly sounded from the side, and that Demon Venerable sat crookedly on Jue Yunzi's seat, smiling and applauding.
"You humans are really interesting creatures."
It laughed:
"Your Majesty the Demon God is really a clear lesson. Having adopted such a strategy, I like to see your infighting the most."
Bai Qiuran tilted his head and looked at it, pretending to be surprised and asked:
"Huh? When did I have a monster in the Qingming Sword Sect, and what is the devil?"
"Hehe, you are the one who killed my compatriots."
That Demon Venerable smiled and said:
"I admit that you are strong, but you know that in this sect, I am not the only venerable present, and the same clan guarding this place is also several times that of the prison."
At the same time as it spoke, the ceiling suddenly burst, and the statue was covered in moon-white, with a pair of huge wings growing on its back, and a demon with a head like a falcon descended from the sky and landed on the left behind Bai Qiuran.
Then, a shadow snaked in outside the door. The shadow turned into a faceless humanoid demon and stood on the right side behind Bai Qiuran.
The two Flame Demon Venerables in the same seat formed a triangle, surrounding Bai Qiuran in the middle.
The Flame Demon Venerable sat on the seat, raised his head and looked at the silent Bai Qiuran, and said with a smile:
"You can defeat one Demon Venerable, but can you defeat three at the same time?"
"Humph."
Bai Qiuran suddenly laughed and said:
"You mean... like this?"
He stretched out his hand, and suddenly two more heads appeared on his hand, one month white like a falcon, and the other one looks like a human but has no facial features.
At the same time, the flame demon suddenly felt that he had lost control of his body.
It widened its eyes, and a stream of lava-like blood spurted out of its throat and fell to the ground, igniting a piece of ground.