"Master...Master!"

The woman, known as Qing'er, had her eyes panic. Her palm looked similar to the ordinary ones on the surface, but she had a lot of strength.

"Do you still know I am your master?"

His fingers loosened slightly and then he retracted into the sedan chair.

Qing'er's chest was fluctuating and her eyes returned to normal. She calmed down and said:

"Now Qingxin Temple is like this. We are back, there is no need to kill them all."

"Hmph, when did you speak for these sects? Have you forgotten the purpose of sending you to the God of Killing Organization? Have you forgotten how I taught you two sisters before? Do you still want your sister to come out again?"

The old voice rang again.

Qing'er blinked her bright eyes and said:

"Master, Qing'er will never forget your reinvention. My sister has already withdrawn long ago. Please don't make things difficult for my sister."

"It's good that you know it. Now it's too late to conquer it because of the Qingxin Spirit Talisman and the Soul Dispersion Gourd. You should take this fan to deal with the Soul Dispersion Gourd. Although it cannot be completely restrained, it won't let the Soul Dispersion Gourd hurt our disciples."

The old voice stopped abruptly, and a black fan suddenly came out.

I don’t know what material this fan is made of. It looks like it has a lot of weight and a faint cold light flashes on it. Qing'er picked up the fan and walked forward slowly, with her steps firm and steady and powerful.

"Wait, don't think about it, let them go with kindness, otherwise you will know the consequences."

The old voice rang again.

Qing'er nodded and walked forward again.

In addition to the two treasures of Qingxin Temple, there are many spiritual monkeys. These spiritual monkeys follow their masters, very flexible and good at fighting. The master uses spells, while the spiritual monkey protects the attack and cooperates seamlessly. However, the disciples of the Demon Sect are too powerful and there are many monsters to help, which makes Qingxin Temple retreat.

Zhuo'er held the soul-scattering gourd in her hand, and her face was full of anger. The gourd was trembling slightly in her hand, and she could no longer hold it firmly. Even blood was overflowing from Zhuo'er's palm, but she still stood straight and raised the gourd with both hands.

It was these Demon Sect disciples who killed her senior sisters, and it was these Demon Sect disciples who destroyed the Shan Lingshui Sect.

The boundless anger and strong belief made her struggle to hold on.

The large number of disciples of the Demon Sect that had fallen in front of her made Wang Xiaoyou feel much more relaxed. With the recovery of the Qingxin Spirit Talisman, many disciples have regained their combat power. They flew out one by one and one by one, slashing into the distance.

But Zhuo'er suddenly felt an extremely dangerous feeling, and a cold gaze came from the distance, which revealed a murderous aura and a hint of love and compassion.

A masked woman in a water moon robe stood opposite her, holding a pitch-black folding fan in her hand. This person was Qing'er.

When the fan was opened, the fan was also extremely black, and a faint black light was revealed on the surface. Seeing the gray wind blowing with a dispersed soul, Qing'er raised her hand expressionlessly. A strange wind suddenly surged out of the black fan. The strange wind actually made the gray wind roll back.

Zhuo'er's face changed drastically, and she suddenly shook the gourd, and then the mouth of the gourd absorbed the gray wind.

"What's wrong, Zhuo'er, who's here?"

Although Wang Xiaoyou was busy with his eyes, he could detect the changes around him and asked quickly.

"I don't know, the other party has a fan that can restrain the soul-scattering gourd."

Zhuo'er gritted her teeth and said one after another, she didn't dare to take action easily, because the other party put her very forced pressure.

"You go, take the junior sisters away, I will resist, I can feel a lot of powerful aura, our Qingxin Temple cannot support it anymore. Hey, two Supreme Elders, how long will it take for you to come back?"

Wang Xiaoyou looked at the horizon with a little dull look, and his voice was so low that it could not be lowered any more.

"No, I want to protect the Qingxin View."

Zhuo'er put away the soul-scattering gourd, drew out the long sword from behind, and used the sword to fight out. Her sword technique was very elegant and unpredictable, so she just tapped Qing'er's chest.

Qing'er also put away the black fan, looked at Zhuo'er with cold eyes, and turned his body slightly to avoid the fatal sword, but Wang Xiaoyou was still unyielding, and the sword was horizontal and slashed towards her head. Qing'er stretched out a black fan and easily blocked it. Then her left hand poked out like lightning, turning into a palm knife and draped on Zhuo'er's neck. Zhuo'er's eyes turned black and she fainted. This palm was not fatal, but just knocked her unconscious.

"Boom..."

Several deafening thunder sounded suddenly, and more than a dozen disciples surrounded by Qing'er fell to the ground, and the smell of burnt came from their bodies.

Qing'er's face did not change and reached out to grab Wang Xiaoyou. Wang Xiaoyou felt the danger. The sixteen flying knives around him flew towards Qing'er. Although these ghost-slashing swords were powerful, Qing'er's body movement was very strange. It was difficult for these ghost-slashing golden swords to cut on her body, and a faint silver light appeared on her body, and the same was true on her fist. With just one blow, she directly smashed the flying knives.

"Gangqi! Be careful of the leader!"

One of the female disciples exclaimed loudly. The other party was actually a martial arts person who practiced Gangqi. The close-up battle of martial artists who could practice Gangqi was very dangerous. When he arrived beside Wang Xiaoyou, Qing'er's fist smashed her shoulder.

But her eyes were blurred, her arms numb, and she couldn't help but take a few steps back. A young man in a blue Taoist robe stood in front of her, and he grabbed a bun on his head, and he was slowly retracting his fist.

"President Wang, sorry, I'm late."

The person coming was Li Mubai, who was about to turn around and spoke to Wang Xiaoyou.

When Wang Xiaoyou heard this, he knew that he was Li Mubai from the monster hunting company. He smiled and shook his head repeatedly and said:

"Not late, no late, how many people have come to the monster hunting company?"

"I'm the only one."

Li Mubai said quietly.

"Ah... there is only one, Mr. Mu Bai, please take these junior sisters away quickly, I'll break the rear."

Wang Xiaoyou spoke anxiously because Li Mubai was Bai Wuchang's apprentice, and Wang Xiaoyou was Bai Wuchang's apprentice, and she was called Bai Wuchang's senior sister, so she was naturally called Li Mubai's nephew.

"Uncle Master, you underestimate me."

Although Li Mubai has not recovered yet, who can compete with himself with his quasi-drought body and Taiqing secret technique?

When the man named Qing'er saw Li Mubai appear, her face changed drastically. Although she was covered in her face, it can be seen from her eyes that her eyes were struggling and a strong sense of worry was revealed. However, when Li Mubai reacted, she had turned around and ran away.

"Want to escape?"

Li Mubai sneered, then waved his hand in the air, and red talismans appeared. These talismans had a very high temperature, with as many as twenty pieces. When he stretched out his hand, the red talismans fell on the ground and turned into tall men holding scepters, but these men had expressionless expressions.

The flame god general talisman, Li Mubai called out so many god general talismans in one breath, issued a simple order to protect the disciples of Qingxin Temple, and chased forward.

The woman was very powerful just now, and keeping her is definitely a threat. She must nullify her martial arts.

Many disciples of the Demon Sect blocked Li Mubai's way. Li Mubai just smiled coldly, grabbed the void with his left hand, and the palm of his hand was shining like a red electric arc in his hand, like a lightning scepter. With a fierce wave, countless red electric arcs surged out, and these disciples of the Demon Sect fell to the ground one after another.

Qing'er ran directly to the sedan chair and spoke:

"Master, my disciple is willing to be by your side forever. What if you promise your disciple a condition?"

"explain!"

The old sound came from the sedan chair, as unpleasant as a crow.

"Let my son go and let him go."

Qing'er spoke without hesitation.

"You said you wanted me to let him go, but he didn't want to let me go."

The old voice sounded with a slight joking smile. At this time, Li Mubai had already chased him out, still holding the red lightning in his hand, looking at the black sedan chair in the distance with a calm face and the woman next to him, but why did this woman's figure become more and more familiar with her, and her eyes didn't dare to confront her at all. He had forgotten that the surroundings were mainly dominated by many disciples of the Demon Sect, and many huge monsters were staring at him.

Li Mubai's heart suddenly became tight, and he looked at the woman in disbelief and said:

"mom?!"

The sound was not loud, but it came into Qing'er's ears.

"Master, do you agree or not!"

Qing'er gritted her teeth and spoke.

"It's impossible to agree. He has killed many disciples in our sect."

The old voice sounded faintly.

"Okay, if you don't agree, then I will die with you!"

The person named Qing'er was Li Mubai's mother, Liu Qing. She left Yonghe City very early at that time, trying to find her master. Finally, she found that her master had joined the Demon Sect and asked herself to enter the Demon Sect too. Otherwise, she would not have let her sister Liu Yue go and her family's life go.

Liu Qing had no choice but to agree to her master's request, but under the premise, the disciples of the Demon Sect were not allowed to send her family to hurt her family.

This time the attack on Qingxin Temple was planned by her master. He learned that there was no Supreme Elder in Qingxin Temple, so he gathered such a huge power.

But Liu Qing never took action. Even if she took action, she would just knock these disciples unconscious. She couldn't stand the condemnation of her conscience, and she also knew that this Qingxin View had a lot to do with her son.

After Liu Qing finished saying this, she punched the black sedan chair with a fierce punch. The silver light on her fist was dazzling, and the sedan chair was destroyed like a piece of paper.

Sitting inside was a thin old man, only a little over one meter long, dry and pale, with only a few white hairs on his head. His thin palm actually grabbed Liu Qing's fist, and he said coldly:

"I knew you would do this, and that's fine, let you die in front of your son!"

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