This is the heaviest loss since the establishment of the Zhengqi Sect.

It was something Qin Cheng never expected to happen.

Looking at the miserable situation of these disciples, Qin Cheng's eyes were red.

These people were all implicated and injured by themselves. They were innocent, but in order to give themselves a warning, these eighteen evil kings were willing to poison these lives to shock themselves.

For a piece of Jin Ling who doesn't know the effect, he provokes himself, provokes the Zhengqi Sect, and even uses poison.

Eighteen Evil Kings, right? You did a good job and successfully aroused my anger.

If I want to let them go today, I don’t deserve to be called Qincheng!

If you want Jin Ling, just take it from me.

Release the speed, Qincheng directly pierced the space, and the sound roared and resounded everywhere.

"Qincheng, where are you going?"

In a hall, Su Wan suddenly flew up and appeared in front of Qin Cheng. She had just broken through the pass and heard the sound of Qin Cheng flying through the air.

"Wan'er, I'll do something and I'll be back soon." Qin Cheng took a deep breath and said with his emotions.

"No matter where you go, how dangerous it is, I will follow you this time." Looking at Qin Cheng's faint anger, Su Wan seemed to notice something and said seriously.

"Okay Wan'er, go together."

Qin Cheng nodded, then set out the purple light flying boat, and the three of them boarded the flying boat and drove away quickly.

"The person who left seemed to be the ancestor of the Zhengqi Sect."

"Yes, where is he going? Did he escape?"

"Don't worry about this, let's keep up."

Outside the Zhengqi Sect, the hidden monks also moved their hearts at this moment, and more than a dozen figures quietly followed.

In Fengjiao Mountain where the Eighteen Evil Kings are located, there is a quiet valley, surrounded by dark Gundam trees, almost covering the sky.

The valley is quiet like dead silence, and no animals or monsters survive.

There is a gloomy and terrifying smell in the world here.

Any monks who pass through this area often bypass this place because even within a hundred miles, they will feel their pores standing up and their whole body feels chilled.

In the valley, a huge palace was built.

The style of construction is like the magic cultivator palaces that Qin City saw on the endless seas.

Outside the hall, there are skeletons hanging from human heads, like decorations, surrounding the hall for several weeks.

In front of the hall, there are paths paved with bones, with white bones in full bloom.

The entire hall is arrogant, ugly and terrifying, and looks cool.

The so-called Eighteen Evil Kings have a great reputation, but they are actually the names of eighteen powerful evil cultivators with similar tempers who join forces and join forces.

But these guys are all pretty good, and they survive in the Demon Realm Mountains, know how to be sensible, and never attack forces that cannot be offended.

So although they did a lot of evil, the four major sects all turned a blind eye and were unwilling to offend these people easily.

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Although these eighteen people gathered together, they did not establish a sect. They only built such a palace. Although there were servants in it, they were arrested, and servants who had their cultivation abandoned and their tongues cut off.

In the eyes of these people, what is the use of cultivating younger generations? It is better to use these consumed resources to eat, drink and have fun on your own.

Today, the Eighteen Evil Kings Palace, a conference hall.

Sixteen evil kings gathered here.

"Brother, I can sense the blood thread, and the other party has seen it. With my blood poison technique, the ancestor of the Zhengqi Sect should have a cold scalp now, as if he is sitting on pins and needles."

Next to the wide table, a young man in a blood-colored robe reported with a playful smile on his face.

"Yes, as soon as our Eighteen Evil Kings were reported, and with the blood poison of the Thirteenth Brother, the terrifying deterrence power was not afraid of the little sect."

A stout middle-aged man also grinned.

"Haha, this is just a test. If the ancestor of the Zhengqi Sect wants to play tricks, I will give them a sea of ​​blood in two days and poison hundreds of their monks to death. Seeing that the ancestor was not kneeling down to beg for mercy at us." The young man licked a blood bead on his finger and smiled sinisterly.

"This time, the Thirteenth Brother did a good job. I will wait for the Zhengqi Sect to react in the past few days. If there is no response tomorrow, we will have a bigger scene."

Above the first seat, a middle-aged man with a gray beard sneered.

"The Jin Ling of the Galaxy Secret Realm is something that has never appeared before. No matter whether there is any benefit or not, you have to take it first."

"This time, our Evil King Palace is lucky. The Zhengqi Sect is very close to us. This is a rare advantage. You must take one step ahead of others and grab the golden order."

"Yes, brother, if there is any secret of this Jin Ling, we brothers will gain enough in the Galaxy Secret Realm. After we come back, it will be impossible to challenge the four major sects."

After hearing this, all the evil cultivators looked very excited, as if they had obtained the golden order and had the opportunity to become successful.

As for Qincheng, these people didn't care.

But among these sixteen people, there are also some who are still a little sober.

One of the men wearing a jade crown and dressed like a scholar, frowned when they saw everyone so excited.

"Brothers, are you too happy too early? The ancestor of the Zhengqi Sect seems to have some skills. Elder Meng, who had seriously injured the Sword Sect, and had some relationship with the Haoyue Sect. Will we offend the Haoyue Sect if we do this?" The literati said with some concern.

"Haha, Lao Liu, you are just too cautious, just a sect leader of a small sect. What's the point of caring about?"

The stout man snorted coldly, disdaining the words of the scholar.

"Although Elder Meng is the second-person of the Sword Sect, he relies on his wisdom and calculations. Although I have never fought with him, I heard that his strength can only be considered average, and injuring him is nothing."

"As for Haoyue Sect, it does have the kindness of carving divine patterns, but we only exchange tokens, and it is not a destruction against this person. Besides, if we don't have us, there are others who covet it. Can this Haoyue Sect take care of it?"

"That's right. This person has obtained the Golden Order in the Ningxing Formation. Only the cultivators inside the Haoyue Sect know about it. But now it's been full of storms. Maybe the relationship between Haoyue Sect and this person is not as profound as we imagined."

"But this Zhengqi Sect is not easy to mess with. I heard that there are thirty or forty tribulation realms."

The scribes heard everyone agreeing, but were still a little worried.

"I've inquired that most of these people are in the early stage of the Tribulation Realm, and do they want to use the entire sect to deal with us for a golden order?" said the young man in the blood-colored robe.

"They are in the light and we are in the dark. Apart from this palace, our eighteen evil kings can be hidden everywhere in an instant. Can they be wary of us day and night?"

"Lao Liu, although you are resourceful, you are too cautious and even a little timid."

"I'm timid?"

The scribes were a little angry. Although they looked like Confucian scholars, they were all evil practitioners present, and no one was full of blood.

"Okay, there's no need to talk about this anymore."
Chapter completed!