"White Le !!"

The moment the sword spirit rain fell, Wen Ze suddenly let out an angry cry. Bayi Middle School ≈≤．

He couldn't help but be angry!

Just before, when he saw Bai Le, Bai Le kept saying that he didn't want to go back to the Qingwang Palace, but in a blink of an eye, Bai Le actually came back with Wu Xuesong, and at this critical moment, he chose Wu Xuesong without hesitation.

Why?

He had obviously warned Bai Le that Wu Xuesong was not reliable, and he didn't believe that Bai Le would be unaware of what happened before!

However, why at such a critical moment, Bai Le still preferred to believe in Wu Xuesong, who had harmed him, rather than choose to believe in him and believe in Dao Ling Tianzong!

Bai Le naturally heard Wen Ze's roar as well, but the sword he shot still did not stagnate.

No regrets!

Now that he has made a decision, Bai Le will no longer be influenced by others, or rather, at least...... Wen Ze can't influence him yet.

It's just that Bai Le in his heart can't help but sigh slightly.

It is undeniable that he has a sense of gratitude to Wen Ze, but in such a situation, he has no choice.

It's not that he doesn't want to believe Wen Ze, but he doesn't dare to believe Zhao Rui at all.

It was impossible for him and Dao Ling Heavenly Sect to have the same mind, and this was already doomed from the moment he obtained the inheritance of the Heavenly Demon Lord.

The sword rain fell suddenly!

Whether it was Wen Ze or the mysterious demon cultivator, they were all dragged down by force.

Without the strength of the Star Palace Realm, no one could ignore the threat of Sword Spirit Rain.

With Bai Le's relief, Zhao Rui also failed to get help, and with him alone, he couldn't stop Wu Xuesong at the same time as he needed to resist the sword qi.

In an instant, he watched Wu Xuesong fall in front of the dragon chair, raised his hand and made a blood-colored mark, and grabbed it towards the Qingwang Sword.

"Give me death!"

His eyes were shattered, Zhao Rui also went completely crazy, the Star Palace suddenly sacrificed, and the majestic star power surged out, directly resisting the attack of the sword qi, and crashed towards Wu Xuesong.

At the same time, the mysterious demon cultivator's eyes also revealed a fierce killing intent, and with one hand, he grabbed a huge black scythe from the void out of thin air!

The moment the sickle appeared, it suddenly brought up a touch of pure death intent, tore through the void, and slashed the sword rain in the sky, and slashed straight towards Wu Xuesong.

At that moment, Bai Le suddenly revealed a deadly sense of fear from the bottom of his heart.

With instinct, Bai Le could feel that the black sickle must be a treasure, and the most terrifying thing was that he didn't know what means the other party had, so he used the strength of the Spirit Mansion Realm to urge the power of this treasure itself!

Even if it was only a very small part of it, it was enough to shake the Star Palace!

Bai Le is not stupid, he is good at delaying the other party, but it is just that, how can he really risk his life to block the other party, and the moment he senses the danger, he directly avoids it.

Bai Le knew very well in his heart that when he hit this point, the next thing had nothing to do with him at all, as long as he waited to see a result.

This is like shaking the dice, and when you roll it, you have no regrets and just wait for the result of the gambler's mentality.

Fortunately, there is no need for Bai Le at all!

Zhao Rui and the demon cultivated quickly, but Wu Xuesong was faster, forcing out the natal soul blood to directly break the prohibition on the Qingwang Sword, almost encountering any obstacles, Wu Xuesong grabbed the Qingwang Sword in one hand.

The moment the Qingwang Sword was in hand, the sky shook, and the entire Qingwang Hall suddenly trembled violently, and it was almost unstable to stand.

Brilliant blue light suddenly burst out from the Qingwang Sword, and even Wu Xuesong didn't move, and the sword directly stopped the attacks of Zhao Rui and the Demon Cultivator at the same time.

Almost instantly, the Qingwang Sword directly completed the process of recognizing the master, and between the backhands, it directly showed the power of the Qingwang Sword.

Wu Xuesong is not a Lingfu Realm, but a real Star Palace Realm powerhouse, once he controls the treasure of the Qingwang Sword, the power that can be wielded is simply terrifying, even if it is one enemy and two enemies, he will also have the upper hand.

"Ahh

With a hideous look on his face, Wu Xuesong suddenly burst out with a rampant laugh, and pointed coldly at everyone with a sword in one hand, "Don't you all want the Qingwang Vault?

In an instant, the surrounding sword qi suddenly slammed towards everyone like a tidal wave, and the terrifying power that even a powerhouse of the Star Palace Realm like Zhao Rui had to be frightened.

If he was still confident to fight with Wu Xuesong before, then Wu Xuesong, who has now obtained the Qingwang Sword, has given him a sense of despair, especially in this Qingwang Mausoleum, which is simply like a god and unmatched.

And so it was...... Immortal Qingwang, you really aren't dead yet!"

Grabbing the huge scythe with one hand, the demon cultivator suddenly said coldly.

This sentence made everyone's faces change greatly, staring at Wu Xuesong, almost unable to believe their eyes.

Immortal Green King!

The meaning of these four words is really terrifying.

"Hahahaha, yes, it's this king! Thousands of years, this king has been trapped in this dark mausoleum, life is better than death! Now thanks to your blessing, this king is back, hahahaha!"

Even people who are slow to react can see that this momentum definitely cannot belong to Wu Xuesong!

has not really stepped on the pinnacle of this world, has not really held power for many years, even if you want to pretend, you can't pretend to be such a graceful bearing.

"Qingwang, do you still recognize this knife?" There was a fierce murderous intent in his eyes, and the demon cultivator said with a scythe in his hand.

Glancing at the other party, the Qing King narrowed his eyes slightly, "Death Scythe, it seems that you are the descendant of the Netherworld Sect?"

Nether Sect!

As soon as these three words came out, Bai Le didn't react, but Zhao Rui's face became a little uglier.

The Netherworld Sect itself was one of the top demon sects thousands of years ago, and the Netherworld Sect Master called himself the God of Death, and he was also one of the most terrifying powerhouses in the past.

It's just rumored that the Netherworld Sect was broken by the Great Qian's Dynasty at the beginning, and it was this Immortal Green King who took the lead in slaughtering the Netherworld Sect!

If the other party wants to fight against the Blue King, it is naturally none of his business, but it will inevitably mean that the Netherworld Sect will be born again.

For Dao Ling Heavenly Sect, this was definitely not good news.

It seems that since the battle of Daoling Mountain, all the bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods have jumped out, is this world really going to be in chaos?

Grabbing the scythe of death with one hand, the demon cultivator coldly reported to his home.

"Netherworld Sect, Night Dawn!"

(End of chapter)