"What exactly happened in the quicksand land? Why are all the yellow sands thousands of miles submerged by the big black waves?"

A monk guarding the edge of the quicksand land looked at this scene in horror.

They have been here for some time, in order to hunt down a woman who killed their young sect leader.

Back then, the young sect leader of the Moon Pavilion fell in love with a woman who came from the Nanxian Kingdom.

Unfortunately, the woman was not a polite person. Later, the young master was furious and killed all the woman's friends.

But on the way back, their young sect leader was ambushed and died tragically. The culprit was this woman.

Over the years, this woman has been hiding in the quicksand land, and they have sent many disciples and high rewards to ask those casual cultivators to help chase this woman together.

But now, it has never been successful.

"The land of quicksand has undergone a huge change. It's better to notify the sect leader as soon as possible!"

But before they could react, they saw a red light shrouding the sky and the earth shining out from the quicksand land.

The red light was particularly dazzling, making many people unable to help but use their hands to block the red light.

Just as everyone was wondering the origin of the red light, a figure they were familiar with and could not be familiar with flew out of the red light.

"Wu Zilan! It's her!" The man in charge of the guard recognized it, and the person who came out was Wu Zilan.

But Wu Zilan, who had been hunting and running around by them in the past, now had a terrifying aura on her body to a suffocating level.

"This power..., this breath..."

The man panicked, he felt unprecedented fear, and a trembling pressure from his soul, which made him unable to stand up.

The other disciples were all trembling, and they couldn't hold the spiritual sword in their hands.

All the creatures who felt this breath felt the threat of death at this moment and fled from this desperate place frantically.

"Baoyue Pavilion..., tonight, it doesn't exist."

That was Wu Zilan's voice.

Although it is still so beautiful that it makes people feel rippled, it exudes an inexplicable weirdness.

That purple armor, the long hair that fell like a waterfall, and a beautiful and charming face that even makes people obsessed.

Such a stunning woman now seems to be more like a god of killing.

Buzz ~

As the sword in Wu Zilan's hand made a harsh roar, a magnificent sword light that lasted a thousand meters suddenly fell.

The sword light cut through the sky, tore through the sky, and landed on the surface. All the people standing in the straight line were shattered in the red light, turning into blood rain all over the sky.

The terrifying level of this sword light was beyond everyone's imagination. It followed the exit of the quicksand land and towards the direction of the Baoyue Sect, leaving a bottomless gap with unparalleled power.

The gulf has been moving from the quicksand land to the mountain gate of Baoyue Sect, and all the places passing by, whether it is a formation, spiritual object, or hard refining materials, have turned into powder.

At the gate of the mountain gate of Baoyue Sect, a disciple who was guarding the gate saw an unrivaled force from afar and rushed towards his position.

The disciple only felt that his whole body was locked by a horrifying aura and could not move. When he realized it, the sword light had already come to him.

He thought he would die without a doubt, but he had closed his eyes, but when he was standing there waiting to die, the sword light stopped less than a distance from him, leaving only a strong wind whistling past him.

"No, not dead..." he said with horror, not knowing whether to pray or be glad.

But soon he remembered and reported this matter to their sect leader.

As he returned to the mountain gate, he entered the hall of Baoyue Sect, and stated everything he had just happened.

Liu Jianfeng, the leader of Baoyue Sect, stood up with a blink of an eye.

"What kind of sword light that lasts thousands of miles long slashed from the quicksand land to the gate of my Baoyue Sect? How is it possible? There is such a terrifying existence in this world? Even the ancestor of the Concentrating God in Baoyue Sect is unlikely to be able to achieve this kind of power!"

Liu Jianfeng didn't know how to express his feelings at this time, but the sword light just slashed to the mountain gate and did not harm them. Perhaps the other party was not an enemy, nor would it affect them.

"If you pass the order, once you find the strong man, you must be well received. No matter what request he makes, you must agree!"

"Yes, we know!"

As soon as the disciple agreed, a blood-red light shrouded over the Baoyue Sect, and then there were even red blood lights gushing out from various locations in the Baoyue Sect.

Everyone was panicked now because they all felt that there was a terrifying power that was spreading within the Baoyue Sect.

"Who is so bold that I dare to come and hug the moon..."

The ancestor of Baoyue Sect rushed out. His strength had reached the early stage of concentrating the mind. He once killed twenty-three monks at the peak of Xuanying with one person's strength, and could even fight against two powerful men in the early stage of concentrating the mind without losing the disadvantage.

But as soon as this ancestor rushed into the air, he was placed on his neck by a divine sword flashing with blood-red thunder.

A woman with a cold and beautiful appearance just tilted her head to look at the ancestor. This ancestor was as if she was targeted by a giant beast in the wilderness, and her cultivation was useless.

The ancestor, who had originally wanted to drive away the enemy in the future, suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief.

This kind of power is definitely not something that ordinary monks can possess, even Venerable Breaking Mirror is just like this, right?

"How do you want to die?" The woman's cold voice rang in the ears of the old ancestor with an old face.

The ancestor's lips trembled, his hands were vertical, and he did not dare to make any moves.

After a long time, seeing that the ancestor didn't say anything, Wu Zilan suddenly slashed his sword light.

A stream of blood scattered like a fountain, and a head and half of the body landed vertically at the entrance of the hall of Baoyue Sect.

All the disciples, elders, and heads of Baoyue Sect... were silent and did not dare to say anything.

The scene was very quiet for a moment, and there was no sound at all.

"In the past, Baoyue Sect killed my friend, and today I will destroy the entire family of Baoyue Sect!"

"This... isn't that too much?"

"Now, there will be no more Baoyue Sect in the world, and I will go to Longxiao Xianguo, borrow the Dragon Pattern Immortal Sword, suppress the fortune of the Southern Immortal Kingdom, and seek justice for my sect Qingming Sect and my junior brother Li Qianqiu!"

As Wu Zilan's voice fell, the red sword light fell coldly and resolutely like raindrops.

The entire Baoyue Sect was buried in the light and turned into a ruin. Only some outer disciples outside the mountain were left watching this scene and fleeing around in horror.
Chapter completed!