"Who are you going to fight?" asked Xiao Rou.

"I went to the old nest of the Spirit Snake Sect, the strange thing is that where are the other people and slaves? Could it be that they are all desperately cultivating? Murong Xiu said.

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The disciples of the Spirit Snake Sect are also practicing like crazy, and Ximen Xiaoqing is no exception, but the little beauty who got it ran away again, making him so angry that he was always like thunder, and the other disciples of the Spirit Snake Sect hid from him, and no one wanted to die immediately if he could live one more day, but now Ximen Xiaoqing raised his hand and slaughtered the living.

The afternoon sun is very comfortable, warm and bright, and the fragrance of flowers and leaves blowing in the wind is absolutely refreshing.

There seems to be no obvious seasonal change in the Demon Ridge, just like a fairyland in the sky.

But none of these disciples of the Spirit Snake Sect could feel comfortable, because at this moment, a gray shadow flashed in front of them, and a gray-clothed man wearing a hat appeared in front of them silently.

This man is dressed in a gray robe, his hair and skin are gray, and even his eyes are grayish, which makes it easy to think of a ghost or a blind person at first sight.

But the disciples of the Spirit Snake Sect would rather believe that he was a ghost, because there was no such terrible blind man in the world, and their whole bodies were using all their spiritual power to prevent the gray-clothed man from suddenly killing him, but the leaves around the waists of many people were still rattling, and obviously the fear of this gray-clothed man was no less than that of Ximen Xiaoqing.

"Hey, hey, I'm not here to fight with you, everyone relax, why be so nervous?" the man in gray laughed dryly, but his laughter was really creepy, because it was a night owl crying.

The man in gray is also very helpless about his own laughter, and occasionally he will sincerely express his friendship to others, but this rare sincerity is often buried by this damn laughter.

"The night owl has nothing to do when he enters the house, I don't know what the 'gray owl' is coming to our Spirit Snake Sect for?" After all, the cultivation of the yellow-haired young man Huang Guan was much higher than that of the other disciples, he looked at Li and cried vigilantly, and the spiritual power between his palms and fingers was swallowed, ready to take the killing move of the other party's sudden attack.

This "gray owl" Yin Bat is one of the three masters of the "Sharp Sword Sect", but it is a pity that the three masters were captured by the green demon envoy of the Demon Ridge - Yin Bat and Tie Wu Soul, the strength of this Sharp Sword Sect is not very high here, but it is higher than the outer disciples of the Spirit Snake Sect.

He had already killed more than ten disciples of the Spirit Snake Sect, and even Ximen Xiaoqing couldn't help him, but now, he felt that killing people was more valuable than serving himself, and today he was specially here to convey orders.

"You have no right to know, I am here to convey the secret order on behalf of the Blue Ghost Sect and the Divine Weapon Pavilion, take me to see Ximen Xiaoqing!" Yin Bat's words carried an irresistible aura, which made Huang Guan also a little creepy, and he secretly said in his heart: This kid must not have a good thing, Ximen Xiaoqing is in an extremely unhappy mood now, and if there is something to worry about, he must be mad, alas! Another junior brother is going to be a ghost who has to die unjustly.

"What? You want us to take the lead? Why?" Ximen Xiaoqing heard Yin Ba's command, his buttocks jumped up as if he had been pricked by a needle, and he almost hit the roof of the cave, he was so angry that his eyes sprayed sparks, and he couldn't tear Yin Bat to pieces.

It is now the end of the month, and the day of the fifteenth major martial arts competition next month is getting closer and closer, and all factions are desperately trying to improve their cultivation, and Yin Bat is on behalf of the Lijian Sect, the Blue Ghost Sect and the Divine Weapon Pavilion to "issue a holy decree" to Ximen Xiaoqing.

Among the human slave warriors, these three major factions are in a state of temporary alliance to resist the attacks of other factions, and the same is true for other slave warriors.

And the Spirit Snake Sect is very mysterious in the rivers and lakes, and has no contact with other sects, and these disciples of the Spirit Snake Sect who were captured belong to the outer sect, and their cultivation is generally low, so they are unanimously disliked by all factions, and no one invites them to join, causing them to be like a group of motherless children who are angry everywhere, despised and even killed.

Ximen Xiaoqing had no choice but to lead the crowd to retreat in the Spirit Snake Cave, this place is very hidden, he wants to practice hard in order to kill the top 30, so that he can be edicted into the "harem" to live a few more days, but he is still unfortunately revealed.

"Why do you knowingly ask, worry about your own weight, if you disobey our orders, all of you disciples of the Spirit Snake Sect will be hanged. Yin Bat stared at Ximen Xiaoqing with a pair of murderous gray-white eyes, like staring at a dead man.

Ximen Xiaoqing originally wanted to use a "big killing move" to give him a go, but after thinking about it, this would expose his strength, even if he could defeat Yin Bat, the masters of the other three faction alliances would quickly come to eliminate them, it was better to endure this breath before making other plans.

"Okay! How dare a person not bow his head under the low eaves? I, the official of Ximen, obey the order! Send off guests!" Ximen Xiaoqing said through gritted teeth.

"I see that the disciples of your sect are all naked in animal skins, this seems to be immoral! Are you still practicing some kind of miraculous skills? Why don't you give Yin a show and let Yin open his eyes?"

"Brother Yin is really joking, my Spirit Snake Sect is a unique sect, where did you get any miracles? "Ximen Xiaoqing is a little unbearable now, riding his neck like this, is it really like he is muddy?

"Oh! Yin has been arrested here for two or three months, and no one has ever scolded me, brother, but it doesn't hurt to scold, but all the consequences can be borne by the brother!" Yin Bat laughed strangely, his whole body spiritual power surged, a huge silver light mask covered his body, and thousands of small swords flew and fluttered in the light mask, and the sound of "sonorous" was deafening, like a dragon's groan.

The powerful spiritual power fluctuations ruthlessly crushed Ximen Xiaoqing, making him feel suffocated in his chest.

"Damn! This guy is purely looking for fault today, so he has to force himself to make a move!" Ximen Xiaoqing scolded secretly.

He knew that this was the starting style of the 'Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect' of the Zhenshan Peerless 'Ten Thousand Swords and Dragons Slaying Great Array' of the Lijian Gate, once it was activated, there would be an infinite number of fierce kills, the sword was like rain, and the formation was extremely domineering, if he didn't go all out, he would be strangled and fallen in an instant.

He was trying his best to shake Yin Ba's big array, so that Yin Bat would sober up for a while, and he Ximen Xiaoqing was not so easy to bully, but suddenly heard a commotion outside the cave, and there was a ghost crying wolf howl, and then a disciple of the Spirit Snake Sect, Sun Miao, crawled into the cave and shouted: "The boss is not good, ghost!