After saying that, his eyes were constantly scanning the beautiful bodies of Murong Xian'er and other girls, as if they were having some wrong thoughts.

Even when the Qingshan Sword Lord was in a high position, he could not help but secretly praise him when he saw the immortal spirits, the flawless Murong Xianer and several other demon servants with different styles and charm, and he was a group of beauties that were rare in the world.

It would be wonderful if all the women around Mo Lingxuan could be accepted.

"You...should you die!"

Murong Xian'er bit her red lips lightly and responded coldly.

At this moment, she even wanted to go out to kill Qingshan Sword Lord immediately, but in order to take the overall situation into consideration, she knew that she could not be reckless.

"I'm delusional. When the sect leader comes back, I will definitely want you to be buried here!"

"Bah, old guy, don't look at himself with a mirror, and the toad also wants to eat swan meat!"

Yun Yao and Yue Shiyan had both pretty faces and responded coldly.

This old guy who has lived for hundreds of years still wants them to serve him? Even if he dies, it is impossible!

"Wait for your sect leader to come back? Haha..."

When the Lord of Qingshan Sword was not angry when he heard the words of Murong Xian'er and his daughters, he laughed suddenly and said in a jealous way: "I am waiting for Mo Lingxuan's return this trip. As long as he dares to appear, it will be his death!"

"I dare to kill the people from the Wilderness Sword Palace, destroy my sword tomb, and recruit my sword. I will have to tear him apart!"

Speaking of this, the face of the Qingshan Sword Lord was full of cruelty.

The various hatreds between Mo Lingxuan and his Wilderness Sword Palace are irreconcilable!

Murong Xian'er and his daughters looked at each other without saying too much, and there was still a look of sorrow between their eyebrows.

Although Xian'er sent a message to Mo Lingxuan, it was obvious that they could sense that Mo Lingxuan had been away from Qinglin Realm and didn't know when he would come back.

"Wuchen, I will give you another last chance to atone for your sins. If you can take these people out of the formation, you can still return to my Wilderness Sword Palace and be your swordsman!"

At this time, the Qingshan Sword Lord's eyes fell on Wuchen Swordzi, with a glimmer of hope.

After all, he really couldn't bear to lose such a genius as Wuchen Sword Prince.

"When Wuchen cut off this arm, he was completely out of touch with the Wilderness Sword Palace. Now he is only a member of the Emperor Demon Sect, and he should swear to protect all the Demon Masters to the death."

However, Wuchen Jianzi, who was sitting in the square, still responded indifferently and firmly.

Murong Xian'er trusted the person Mo Lingxuan liked and opened the formation to let him enter the inner sect.

Then he will naturally give back to Mo Lingxuan's absolute loyalty.

If the Lord is not here, Wu Chen will naturally try his best to protect the Emperor Demon Sect!

"Hmph, I'm stubborn and seek death!"

The Qingshan Sword Master snorted coldly, quite unhappy. At the same time, he looked at the sky and sneered again and said, "The time has come, and it's almost time for these people to set off."

He wanted to see how long these people from the inner sect could last!

As soon as the words were finished, the powerful men from the Wilderness Sword Palace gathered powerful forces in their hands, and pressed on the heads of the children of the outer sect. As long as the Qingshan Sword Lord gave another order, these thousand lives would become dead souls.

"Sister Xian'er..."

This scene made Yun Yao and Yue Shiyan look at Murong Xian'er in a helpless manner and shout softly.

Although they followed Mo Lingxuan for a long time and their hearts became more and more tenacious after being baptized by many events, the scene of their own sect being killed repeatedly still made them feel a little reluctant to face it.

Murong Xian'er is not only extremely intelligent, but also has the strongest cultivation, but also the first to truly become Mo Lingxuan's woman.

Therefore, they naturally also vaguely focus on immortals.

"Sister Xian'er, let's fight out... The master said that the Emperor Demon Sect's lineage is never weaker than others. As demon servants, how can we watch the disciples of the outer sect be killed one by one and remain indifferent in the formation..."

After a moment, Yun Yao spoke again.

Yue Shiyan and the eight mysterious girls all looked at Murong Xian'er with hope.

At this time, the Demon Saint and Wuchen Swordzi also recovered nearly 80% of their combat power. Collecting the power of the entire sect, it may not be possible to fight with eight Nirvana realm figures, including the Master of Qingshan Sword.

At least, it would be good to be able to drag Mo Lingxuan back and prevent them from slaughtering the disciples of the Emperor Demon Sect.

Looking at the anger on the faces of the inner sect, after a long time, Murong Xian'er responded to a word: "Okay."

When she said this word, she felt relieved.

Before, she had always had to shoulder the responsibility of protecting others for Mo Lingxuan, but now, Yun Yao and the others wanted to give it a try.

Since that's the case... then let's give it a try.

As long as you drag it until Mo Lingxuan comes back, then... everything will be over.

"boom…"

In an instant, a bone-broken meaning spread out from her seemingly weak body, and instantly turned the entire inner sect into a world of ice and snow.

“Buzz…”

Accompanied by a shocking sword, the Ice Sword, which had been floating at the top of the Emperor Demon Sect, sensed Xian'er's summoning and instantly turned into an ice blue light and appeared in her jade hand.

The fairy in the ice blue dress stood proudly like a goddess. Under her slender jade feet, there was a long road of ice and snow, and the ice sword energy stretched for dozens of miles.

The Wuji Ice Shadow Formation faded, and the entire inner sect was exposed to the strong men of the Huang Jian Palace without reservation. However, Yun Yao and Yue Shiyan and the ladies walked out of the void and descended beside Murong Xian'er, with no fear in their eyes.

Yue Shiyan's Gengjin power, Yun Yao's Wood Spirit power and Murong Xian'er's Ice Spirit cold energy form small circles, gold, wood, and water, complement each other, making them feel that their strength is doubled.

In front of them, there were the Demon Saint and Wuchen Sword Zi as the front.

"Haha... I'm finally willing to give up? It's really a painstaking effort!"

Although he was a little afraid of Murong Xian'er's strength, the Qingshan Sword Lord naturally would not show it on his face.

When he sneered, he waved his hand and let the other seven Nirvana figures take action together.

After all, he knew very well that the people in front of him might have the ability to challenge the level and be careful to sail the ten thousand years of ship.

"Boom..."

In an instant, terrifying forces ravaged this space. The Nirvana karma of the powerful men of the Wilderness Sword Palace merged with the Tiangang power they called down, launching a powerful offensive.

The Qingshan Sword Lord also took action personally and sacrificed a spiritual sword with green flames.

This name Qingshan Sword is a quasi-holy soldier. It is a sword master's sword passed down from generation to generation by the Wilderness Sword Palace. As soon as it appears, it carries a trace of power to burn space, which makes the strength of Qingshan Sword Master's strength soar.
Chapter completed!