Xuan Hui sat upright in the room of the head of the Xuanwu Sect, extremely proud. Since his senior brother Xuan Qing entered the Xuanwu space, he has never returned to the Xuanwu Sect again. It seems that he was left by the ancestor because of his great achievements. Xuan Hui is different from Xuan Qing. Xuan Qing's cultivation has reached the Golden Pill stage. His greatest hope is to return to the Xuanwu space and quickly improve his strength with the abundant fairy spirit energy in the Xuanwu space. Xuan Hui's qualifications are far inferior to Xuan Qing, and his cultivation has only reached the foundation-building stage. The immortal spirit energy in the Xuanwu Sect is enough for him to practice, so Xuan Hui's greatest wish is to take over the position of the head of Xuanqing and live a good job of the head. Now Xuan Qing looks like he will not return to the Xuanwu Sect again. Although Xuan Hui has not officially taken over as the head of the Xuanwu Sect, he has felt very satisfied that he has been exercising the power of the head during this period.

Xuanhui was about to call his subordinates in and then conduct a inspection in the Xuanwu Sect. During this period, Xuanhui conducted inspections in the sect almost every three or five days, as if he could not show his authority. But this time, before Xuanhui could call his disciples who were waiting for him to come in, he suddenly heard a dense sound of breaking through the air from the sky. The sound was so dense that it seemed like a storm was coming. Xuanhui was so scared that he jumped up from the cushion.

Xuanhui is very familiar with this sound of breaking through the air. This is the sound made by a cultivator above the Golden Elixir Stage when he flies in the air. However, the momentum is so great that he has never felt it in Xuanhui's life. In other words, this time it is very likely that someone with the divine division stage or even higher cultivation level came to the Xuanwu Sect with his disciples and followers. And in the cultivation world, no one dares to come to the Xuanwu Sect so swayingly, except for the core elder-level figures of the Qinglong, Zhuque, and White Tiger Sects, who dare to come to the Xuanwu Sect so swayingly.

Xuanhui hurriedly pushed open the door and came outside. The scene in front of him almost stopped his heart from beating. The heroic spirits in the sky roared and arranged in neat formations in the sky. The momentum released alone had already made Xuanhui stand almost unsteadily, let alone the solemn aura that rushed straight into people's hearts.

Xuan Hui looked up and looked at it for a long time, then suddenly screamed and ran towards the teleportation array leading to Xuanwu Space in the back mountain. While running, she exclaimed heart-wrenchingly: "Demon Spirit! All are demon spirits!" There are not demon cultivators in the cultivation world, but all demon cultivators are either hidden in the poor mountains and rivers that are rarely visited and practiced secretly, or have been taken into mounts and taken into the core space of each sect. Other demon cultivators who dare to walk in the cultivation world have been killed by all the four sects.

Xuanhui had already seen that the demon spirits in the sky were not the demon spirits that were recovered by the four major sects, but were also at least at the Golden Pill stage or above. If the core disciples of the Xuan Wu Sect in the Xuan Wu space were not invited out, the Xuan Wu Sect would probably have no chance to survive this disaster. Xuan Hui did not think about where these thousands of Golden Pill stage demon spirits emerged from, and he didn't care about these ordinary disciples in the Xuan Wu Sect. What he regretted the most now was that he did not follow Xuan Qing into the Xuan Wu space. If he was in the Xuan Wu space at this time, then with the protection of the Xuan Wu Ancestor, there would be no danger in any case.

Before Xuanhui could run to the back mountain, the sound of the monks flying in the sky disappeared, and Li Haitong's majestic voice resounded throughout the Xuanwu Mountains: "Lin Yang, the lord of the Void Sea, arrived, and the entire Xuanwu Sect came out to welcome him. If there is any slight negligence, they will be killed without any consideration!"

Hundreds of monks from the Void Sea followed Li Haitong and shouted: "The Xuanwu Sect is coming out to welcome you quickly!" The sound was so loud that it resounded throughout the sky, and even the clouds floating in the sky were forced by the sound waves and floated away from afar.

Xuanhui was dizzy by the sound from the sky and could not take any steps. You should know that the weakest cultivators in the sky had reached the Nascent Soul stage cultivation level. For Xuanhui at this time, anyone could take his life like a thorn in his hands. Moreover, this voice gathered the roars of hundreds of cultivators, which were not something Xuanhui could bear.

After a long time, Xuanhui recovered. He knew that there was no time to inform the inner disciples in Xuanwu space. He rolled and crawled to the square in Xuanwu Sect, knelt down on the ground with trembling, and shouted upwards: "Xuanhui, the head of Xuanwu Sect, has seen all the seniors and powerful masters in the sky. I don't know why the seniors and powerful masters have come to my Xuanwu Sect. Please tell me, and Xuanhui will report to my Xuanwu Ancestor, and ask the seniors and seniors to come out to receive all the seniors and seniors."

Xuanhui was also unimaginable at this time, so she had to take out the title of Xuanwu Ancestor, hoping that the people in the sky were a little afraid of Xuanwu Ancestor and did not dare to deal with the people of Xuanwu Sect at will, so that he could escape the disaster. However, Xuanhui had already made up his mind at this time. As for the position of head of Xuanwu Sect, he would let anyone come to take over this hot potato anyway. Anyway, Xuanhui would not come to take over this hot potato again.

After Xuanhui finished speaking, he had not heard anything from the sky for a long time, and he couldn't help but feel secretly happy. Sure enough, the name of the Xuanwu Ancestor's power in the cultivation world was not a big deal. As long as the name of the Xuanwu Ancestor was reported, none of these high-level monks in the sky dared to speak anymore. Although the name of the Xuanwu Ancestor has already suppressed many cultivators in the sky, Xuanhui still dared not look up and glanced. After all, even if these high-level monks took his life casually, the Xuanwu Ancestor would not turn against so many high-level monks for his foundation-building disciple. In other words, if Xuanhui died here, it would definitely be in vain. No one would avenge him.

Xuanhui was thinking about it, suddenly heard a few footsteps. She raised her eyes slightly and glanced forward. She found that two people slowly walked to him. Xuanhui still didn't dare to look up. Seeing four feet coming to him, she hurriedly lowered her head and bowed a few times, and kept saying, "I would like to give my name to you. My younger brother Xuanhui will definitely notify my ancestors as quickly as possible, and will never delay the affairs of all the seniors."

After a while, a voice came into Xuanhui's ears. The voice seemed to be coming down from the distant sky, and it seemed to be whispering in his ears, which made Xuanhui not hear what the voice was saying at first: "Xuanhui? How long has it been since we met? It seems that the time is not very long. I remember that when I just reached the Golden Elixir stage, I broke a protective robe. Unfortunately, you will never escape again this time. I wonder if you have any last words now?"

After Xuan Hui realized what the person in front of him said, she raised her head in surprise. After he saw clearly the appearance of the two people standing in front of him, she couldn't help but take a breath, sat on the ground with a thump, pointed at the two people and said in a trembling voice: "You you guys."

Of course, Lin Yang and Zixia were standing in front of Xuanhui. Of course, Zixia's appearance was exactly what she looked like when the demon-shaped woman appeared. Lin Yang smiled and looked at Xuan Hui who was sank in front of him, and turned his head to Zixia and said, "When he and Xuan Qing were plotting against you, I was deeply moved by them. At that time, I even thought that if they really cured your injuries, I would join you and your wife to join the Xuanwu Sect together and be a disciple of the Xuanwu Sect for life. Unfortunately, these two old Zamao did not take good intentions at the beginning. If I really joined the Xuanwu Sect, what would happen to the master? At least, the ancient spirit brother would definitely kill me and clean up the portal for my master on the first time when he met me?"

Zixia smiled, as if a hundred flowers were blooming: "How can this small sect of Xuanwu Sect, the cultivation world, tolerate you, the real dragon destined to fly in the nine heavens? And with the two small low-level monks, Xuan Qing and Xuan Hui, dare to say that I was hurt by the power of time and space in the vortex of time and space? I was so laughing to death."

Lin Yang originally thought that when he saw Xuanhui again, he would be angry and use all possible means to kill Xuanhui until he died. As a result, when he really saw Xuanhui again, he looked at him shaking pitiful image of him lying on the ground, but with a wave of his hand, a ball of hellfire instantly turned Xuanhui into ashes.

After packing up Xuanhui, Lin Yang quietly looked at the familiar buildings of the Xuanwu Sect, stretched out one hand to make a random grabbing action, and whispered: "Xuanwu Space? Open it for me!"

With a stinging sound, Lin Yang tore out a passage to Xuanwu Space above the Xuanwu Sect. Xuan Ziyu, the owner of Xuanwu Space, had died in the sea of ​​illusion. The Xuanwu Space that lost its master was like an unlocked room for Lin Yang to enter at will.

Because Lin Yang tore open the space barrier of Xuanwu space, the core disciples of the Xuanwu Sect in Xuanwu space rushed to the edge of the crack. Unfortunately, in order to destroy the Void Sea, Xuan Ziyu had taken away all the disciples above the Nascent Soul Stage in Xuanwu space. Although there were a large number of people next to the crack, they had reached nearly a thousand people, but they were all cultivators below the Golden Elixir Stage. They could not use Lin Yang and the 100,000 heroic spirits led by him. They could only slaughter all the core disciples of the Xuanwu Sect by relying on the casual actions of the Void Sea led by Li Haitong.

These core disciples of the Xuanwu Sect did not recognize the situation in front of them. Perhaps they were used to following Xuan Ziyu in the cultivation world. Facing Lin Yang, who could tear the space barrier with empty hands, they were still very noisy and powerful. Li Haitong and others' faces had become extremely ugly. If it weren't for Lin Yang's words, Li Haitong, who had been irritated, would have rushed into the Xuanwu space and started a massacre.

Lin Yang saw the old mao Xuanqing among the many Xuanwu disciples in Xuanwu Space. He reached out to grab Xuanqing in the void and grabbed Xuanqing out of the Xuanwu Space. Looking at the thousands of core disciples of the Xuanwu Sect in Xuanwu Space, Lin Yang of course understood the principle of cutting off the roots. He waved his hand and signaled that Li Haitong and the others could take action.
Chapter completed!