After everything calmed down, the surrounding Tianmen Realm Dzogchen people looked at Ye Qing from afar with respectful faces.

Ye Qing also felt their gazes and looked back.

But for him, this situation was totally unfamiliar to him.

So he had no choice but to look at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen smiled and said: "Let them go back and practice in peace!"

Ye Qing nodded and shouted to the people around him: "Everyone, go back, it's time to practice and it's time to sleep!"

When they heard the Lord of Chaos speaking to them, those in the Heavenly Gate Realm naturally did not dare to disobey.

He kowtowed in Ye Qing's direction again and said, "I will obey the Holy Lord's decree!"

Then, it took just a few breaths.

There are no more Tianmen Realm Dzogchen beings left who have surrounded them with water.

Ye Chen quickly walked to the edge of the pit that Meng Chang had pressed, and then used his telekinesis to lift Meng Chang out.

At this time, Mengchang was disgraced and in tatters.

After coming out, he gasped for air and said with lingering fear: "Our Chaos Holy Lord is really amazing! I can feel that although his bloodline is not the purest among all previous Chaos Holy Lords, it is the purest.

Weird! It has unlimited potential and is so terrifying!"

After finishing speaking, they all turned their attention to Ye Qing.

But he found Ye Qing lowering his head and fiddling with a stick in his hand.

This stick is none other than the Hongmeng Scepter.

It turned out that the previous group of elders had long been overwhelmed by the power of the Chaos Lord.

Even the scepter in his hand was lost.

Ye Chen clearly remembered that Ye Qing was attracted by this scepter.

So he smiled and said to Ye Qing: "Do you like this stick very much?"

Ye Qing replied: "There is a smell on this stick that I like very much!"

He pointed to the red gem on the scepter and said.

His eyes sparkled with desire.

Meng Chang came over at this time and said respectfully to Ye Qing: "Holy Lord, this scepter is originally a symbol of your power. It is an innate treasure born from the deepest part of the infinite chaos! It is your most suitable weapon.

Now it returns to its original owner and you can use it however you want!"

After hearing these words, Ye Qing's eyes suddenly lit up.

At this moment, not far behind them, the twenty-odd elders finally climbed out of the pit with difficulty.

At this time, their bodies were covered with scars and their breath was quite weak.

Obviously, under the pressure of Ye Qing's previous momentum, he suffered a heavy blow.

When they saw the scepter held in Ye Qing's hand, all of their faces were as pale as paper.

The elder who previously controlled the Hongmeng Scepter shouted anxiously: "That scepter is not yours! It belongs to us now, you can't take it away!"

This guy was so obsessed that he actually said such words in front of the Lord of Chaos.

Meng Chang sneered and said: "You beasts, how dare you speak nonsense in front of the Holy Lord! The Hongmeng Scepter is also something that you pigs and dogs can't get your hands on?! How dare you say that the Hongmeng Scepter does not belong to the Holy Lord?

Such treacherous words! You are really about to die, and you don’t even know it!"

After hearing Mengchang's words, these elders suddenly felt as if they were struck by lightning and realized their situation.

But then a glimmer of luck flashed in his eyes, and he snorted coldly and said: "Huh! Even if the Holy Master gets the Hongmeng Scepter, he can't use it! Because this scepter was defeated by twenty-three of us.

The hand sacrifice has been refined for hundreds of thousands of years! It has been imprinted with our mark for a long time. Even if you are the Holy Lord of Chaos, you cannot use it!"

After he finished speaking, he paused, and his face regained some vitality.

It seemed that he saw hope of living.

Another person continued: "We don't want to go against the Holy Lord. As long as the Holy Lord promises us to put aside the past grudges and restore our identity as the Elder Pavilion, we are willing to hold the Hongmeng Scepter and serve around us at any time!"

Mengchang laughed angrily at these shameless guys: "Bah! Are you worthy enough to hold the Hongmeng Scepter? How dare you secretly refine the Scepter? I think you have already prepared for rebellion! I really can't let you live.

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After finishing speaking, Meng Chang clenched his fists and walked towards the group of elders, with the murderous intent in his eyes undisguised.

The group of elders were now at the very bottom of their fighting strength, and their entire bodies were covered in injuries.

Looking at Meng Chang, who was walking towards them like an executioner, their faces were full of fear.

Then, they seemed to have thought of something and shouted in horror: "You can't kill us. If you kill us, no one will be able to use the Hongmeng Scepter!"

When he shouted those words, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out from his mouth.

Not only him, but the other twenty-two elders spat out a mouthful of blood with him.

They were stunned at first, and then immediately looked at Ye Qing with horror on their faces.

I saw that the scepter he held in his hand was shining brightly.

Obviously, the mark they left in the scepter was crushed by Ye Qing.

In fact, this was not difficult for Ye Qing at all, just like a piece of mud stuck to his own things.

Ye Qing gently picked it up and dropped it.

The Hongmeng Scepter is a treasure of the same origin as the Holy Lord of Chaos. How can it be that some lower bloodline can be refined by sacrifice?

Meng Chang also saw this scene, and his originally hesitant face was now filled with a ferocious smile.

"They are a bunch of bullshit and they dare to threaten the Lord of Chaos! I'll kill you all!"

After saying that, Meng Chang raised his iron fist high.

The elders were so frightened that they fled in all directions, but in their current damaged state, how could they be Meng Chang's opponent?

In less than a quarter of an hour, the twenty-three elders of the Elder Pavilion, who were once a high-ranking group in the Chaos Sanctuary, had their heads smashed one by one under Meng Chang's iron fist.

After the rebellion was eliminated, the next step was iron-blooded rectification.

Although Meng Chang is iron-blooded in his methods, he has a delicate mind.

He kept an elder's soul without crushing it and raised it in front of Ye Chen.

He knew that Ye Chen had magical powers and could easily obtain all the information the other party knew.

After that, Ye Chen informed Meng Chang of all the information he obtained from the elder's soul about the forces they had deployed in the Chaos Sanctuary.

Later, Meng Chang said with a murderous look on his face: "It's time for our Chaos Sanctuary to undergo a major purge!"

Then he looked at the ghost doctor who was standing not far away, looking around with curiosity, and said, "Old Ghost, do you want to go killing people with me?"

The ghost doctor immediately turned around and said with a big smile: "Haha, I thought that after coming to the Chaos Sanctuary, I would live a life of retirement! I didn't expect it would still be so exciting, let's go, let's go! My insect

We are already very hungry and thirsty!"

After finishing speaking, the two old killers stood up side by side.
Chapter completed!