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As soon as the battle in the ring ended, there were immediately miscellaneous disciples who cleaned up the blood stains on the ground, and the three disciples who won the final victory were still resting. http:

Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound in the air. The faces of the ancestors sitting in front of the hall changed slightly, and they flew up together, and their magic weapons were used, and suddenly there was a gust of wind in the air, and the ghosts cried and howled, it was like purgatory on earth.

Hu Donghan frowned, and then saw Hu Mei'er flying in front of him, summoning the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags, and his body was surrounded by Yin Souls.

The Soul Devouring Ancestor picked up a gust of yin wind and flew directly towards the direction of the peninsula, roaring angrily in his mouth: "Junior, you actually dare to break into my Yin Soul Sect!"

As he spoke, the ghost qi and yin wind that the Soul Devouring Ancestor picked up suddenly became larger in the void, becoming like a big mouth, bringing up a group of ghost pawns, each wielding the weapon of ghost qi condensation, and rushing towards the direction he was pointing.

This big mouth seems to have no purpose.

However, in an instant, two flying swords suddenly appeared from the direction of the peninsula.

The two flying swords each glowed with cyan and white light, blending in the air and turning into a cloud of blue-white mist. The Soul Eater Ancestor turned into a big mouth, and directly swallowed this cloud of blue-white mist into it. For a while, the ghost pawns, yin souls, ghost qi, and yin qi in the big mouth began to continuously devour the mist in the mouth.

In the blink of an eye, most of the fog had been swallowed up, and only the core remained.

Suddenly, I saw that the blue-white mist at the core instantly enlarged, turning into the appearance of a giant sword, picking up countless small sword lights and scattering them around, and in the blink of an eye, the big mouth was punched out of a hole.

The greatsword slashed again, slicing the big mouth in two before breaking away from it and flying higher into the air.

In the air, the blue and white light shrank, and finally a middle-aged monk was revealed.

This middle-aged monk, dressed in a blue and white robe, had a righteous face, his body was like a haoran, and he stepped on a flying sword on each foot, with a cold smile in his indifference, and looked down.

The big mouth was cut into two sections, and under the retraction of the ghost qi and yin wind, the soul devouring ancestor also rose from below, and there was a ghost king banner under his feet, with anger in his cold eyes, looking at the monk in front of him.

The middle-aged monk's face was as calm as well water, and he said indifferently: "Soul Devouring Daoist, is this how you Yin Soul Sect welcome guests?"

The ghost qi and yin qi around the soul devouring ancestor continued to condense a hideous human head, and his voice was hoarse: "Guest?

This middle-aged monk is none other than the elder of the Transformation Stage of the Righteous Sect, Du Jingtian!

Below, Hu Donghan and Hu Meier originally looked indifferent and didn't care. But after hearing this name, I couldn't help but feel murderous intent in my heart at the same time.

The experience of playing when they were children made Hu Donghan and Hu Meier develop habits. As long as anyone wants to kill themselves, then they must try their best to kill the other party first! No matter who the other party is, even if it is a god ancestor, what about it?

"Come on! Kill this person!"

Hu Donghan and Hu Mei'er flashed murderous intent in their eyes, then glanced at each other and smiled.

In the air, Du Jingtian said lightly again: "I heard that the Yin Soul Sect is now a fifty-year comparison. In the fifty years of the Riyin Soul Sect, the sect was opened, and all monks from all over the world could come and be guests. Why aren't you a guest when you come here today?"

The Soul Eater Ancestor snorted angrily, and was still about to speak.

At this time, Dugulong suddenly stepped forward, waved his long sleeves, and said coldly: "Soul Eater, you should retreat first." ”

After that, Dugu Long didn't care what the Soul Devouring Ancestor was, and said to Du Jingtian: "Du Daoyou came this time, but he couldn't welcome him from afar, please forgive me." Du Daoyou, please!"

Dugu Long was polite, and Du Jingtian also seemed to have changed his appearance, and said with a light smile: "Sect Master Dugu is polite." The inferior people came this time, but it was for a wicked guest, and they asked the Dugu Sect Master not to be surprised. ”

"Where, where! Since you are far away, you are a guest. My Yin Soul Sect and the Zheng Sect have also been friends for millions of years, where is there such a strange saying?" Dugu Long smiled and answered, and then said coldly, "The disciples of the Yin Soul Sect listen to the order! All the leading disciples of the sect, if there is a reward, he will summon him again!"

Seeing this, Du Jingtian hurriedly said, "Wait!"

Dugu Long swept his cold eyes, and an indifferent light shrouded Du Jingtian's body: "Du Daoyou, I teach the disciples of this sect, do you want to participate in the internal affairs of my Yin Soul Sect?"

As the head of a sect and a powerhouse in the god transformation stage, the aura on Dugu Long's body is far more amazing than that of a monk of the same level. Although there was no anger, Du Jingtian still felt empty in his heart.

Du Jingtian hurriedly said: "Don't dare! Don't dare! I just feel that since this time it is the fifty-year big competition of the Yin Soul Sect, and I am a villain with a clean face, if I can't meet these outstanding disciples of your sect, I am afraid that this time I will come to the Yin Soul Sect, I am afraid that it is really no different from Bai Lai." ”

Dugulong still said coldly: "Du Daoyou is polite. Since this is an internal matter of my sect, I still don't care about it. ”

Seeing this, Du Jingtian suddenly spoke: "If this matter is only for the internal affairs of the Yin Soul Sect, I naturally don't dare to say anything. However, Sect Master Dugu, I heard that your sect seems to have decided that the winner this time is the future husband of Liu Yingxue's nephew of the Ice and Snow Palace, can there be such a thing?"

As soon as Du Jingtian's words came out, the Yin Soul Sect disciples below exploded directly as if they were in a pot of oil that had entered the water.

The Yin Soul Sect was going to marry the Ice and Snow Palace, and their disciples had also heard about it.

However, the candidates who have always been married are all the personal disciples of the sect. This time, the candidates would actually be selected from among their inner and even outer disciples, how could this not surprise them?

Moreover, the most important thing is that if this thing is true, then the inner disciples and outer disciples who won the final victory this time will really be too worthy! Not only can they be rewarded by the sect, but they can also get a great beauty who is like a flower and jade......

When Dugu Long heard this, a trace of anger flashed uncontrollably in his heart - this matter was decided because those personal disciples in the sect were fighting too much, and he, the sect master, couldn't stand it. And this result is naturally only circulated among the Primal Infant Ancestor, the Transformation God Ancestor, and their personal disciples. The interests of the ancestor are deeply involved in the sect, so naturally he will not leak this matter.

And now, this matter is actually known by the Shodo Gate who is far away, and there is only one explanation.

In the sect, there is a personal disciple who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, and he leaked this matter!

Such people really deserve to be killed!

Dugu Long said coldly: "Even so, so what?!"