Ye Wushuang stepped out of the "scenes of the world" in one step, avoiding the chaotic spiritual power like a ghost, and came to He Jiuxiao.

"Xiao He'er, Qinghun is a disciple of the Netherworld Sect. Pay attention to his Netherworld secret technique!"

After a fierce battle, Qinghun had already revealed his master's master's teachings. When he first met, Ye Wushuang felt that Qinghun's martial arts were cold, but he had never learned about the four major sects at the beginning, so he had never thought about this direction.

In addition, Qingyun Sect is isolated from the world, and even if there are traitors, it will not form a climate, or it is impossible for traitors to be at all.

Unexpectedly, the Supreme Elder who had originally thought that it was a bit ambitious was actually a nail buried by Huang Wuji.

Qinghun, who was seen through his legs, was confused and was succeeded one after another by He Jiuxiao.

He Jiuxiao's offensive momentum was extremely fierce, and Qinghun could only resist and had no ability to fight back.

"Qinghun, you have been like Qingyun Sect for thousands of years, why did you choose to betray?"

He Jiuxiao and Qinghun fought fiercely, while Ye Wushuang asked, disrupting Qinghun's offensive rhythm.

"This world is relatively closed, and it is not easy to enter and exit. Why should you be obsessed with the identity of the Netherworld Sect?"

"Why don't you stop here. You are still the supreme elder of Qingyun Sect. I can let Gu Hongzi give up his position as the leader. Any disciple you like can get on the throne."

“How about Daoke?

Although he is a little stupid, he is loyal to you."

"Otherwise it is not impossible for you to serve as a part-time person. Qingyun Sect will be completely handed over to you. I will let He Jiuxiao go into seclusion. How about Gu Hongzi hand over the forces in his hands to you?"

"Isn't the identity of the lord of the sect more glorious than the disciples of the Netherworld Sect?"

Ye Wushuang said, Qinghun's eyes were dim and his mind was gradually fading. He Jiuxiao saw the opportunity and attacked fiercely.

"Qingyun Palm!"

He Jiuxiao used a Qingyun Palm, and the palm power was overwhelming. Qinghun, who fell into the wind, was instantly pressed to the ground and unable to move.

"Traitor Qinghun, go to die!"

He Jiuxiao was angry. The ambition of this green soul wolf was too terrible. If Ye Wushuang had not triggered it today, and when he activated the control of the entire Qingyun Sect, he might have died and Gu Hongzi and others.

"Ah! Don't kill me!"

Qinghun screamed in shock, losing the majesty of the Supreme Elder.

"Xiao He'er, keep your hand!"

Ye Wushuang also spoke to stop him.

"Master, this traitor cannot be kept!"

He Jiuxiao didn't understand why Ye Wushuang stopped him from killing the Qingshen.

"Qinghun, now your life and death are just a matter of thought. Do you know what to say can save your life?"

Ye Wushuang stood in front of Qinghun with a high altitude.

"Ye Wushuang, who are you?"

Qinghun's face was ferocious, and infinite fear arose in his heart.

“Didn’t you guessed?

Why ask me!"

Ye Wushuang did not answer positively, "I will not save your life if I give you the answer."

"Kill me, you will succeed, lose, and you don't have to bother to take charge of me!"

Qinghun seemed to have calmed down and no longer beg for mercy.

"Okay, then I'll give you my best wishes. Anyway, the effect of asking you is the same as the soul search."

After saying that, Ye Wushuang turned around and signaled that He Jiuxiao could kill people.

"Xiao He'er, pretending to be a killer, it's useful to keep this person behind me."

Ye Wushuang's soul sent a message to He Jiuxiao. He Jiuxiao's eyes moved slightly and understood.

"Qinghun, although I, He Jiuxiao, are kind to others, but I am not a kind person. Do you really think I will give you a pleasure?"

He Jiuxiao looked hateful.

"Do you know who I hate the most in my life?

That's you, a traitor!"

"Wind Blade!"

He Jiuxiao waved his hand, and a spiritual energy turned into a wind blade, cut through the palm of Qinghun like a bone, and a piece of flesh and blood was cut off.

"Ah! He Jiuxiao! You are shameless!"

Qinghun screamed.

"hehe."

He Jiuxiao sneered and did not answer. Several wind blades passed by, and the green soul was cut like a bloody man, dripping with blood.

Qinghun's voice was hoarse and hoarse.

"Qinghun, how about it?

The more you torture, the more solid the soul is, the less likely it is to collapse in the soul search. You Netherworld Sect has a secret method, Nine Netherworld Fire, and I happen to be able to do it."

After saying that, a dark blue flame appeared in Ye Wushuang's palm, and the cold air was swelling.

Qinghun trembled all over, "You, what do you want to know?"

"Which purpose did you enter Qingyun Sect during the transformation of the Netherworld Sect?

Is there anyone else besides your Qingyun Sect?”

Qinghun's eyes flashed, "If you answer, let me go?"

Qinghun knew in his heart that all the promises that Ye Wushuang had said before were nothing but nonsense that disturbed his mind, and the conditions to be discussed at this time were nothing more than survival.

"It's not impossible to give you the way of life, but it depends on your performance."

Ye Wushuang said without hesitation.

"Okay! If you send a martial arts oath, I will tell you everything I know!"

Qinghun gritted his teeth and wanted to grasp the road of life firmly.

"Qinghun, don't be too greedy!"

He Jiuxiao shouted, how can you easily issue a martial arts oath?

"I'll let you go. It's the best you want to say, but I don't know if I don't know, it's just a little trouble."

Ye Wushuang said, "Is it better to die than life to be scattered, or to fight for a life path? You can choose it yourself."

"I can give you a bottom line, and at the least I can give you a pleasure!"

Qinghun's face was gloomy and sunny. Ye Wushuang had time to wait for Qinghun's decision to prepare the ground.

"Okay, I'll say!"

Qinghun gritted his teeth and agreed. At the worst, he could still fight for a good death.

"When the dramatic change occurred five thousand years ago, I was slightly slight and didn't know the specific situation. I only knew that after the Tianxuan Dynasty sent people to force the upper class of the Netherworld Sect to death, and finally killed the Supreme Elder, the sect compromised."

"The task given to the sect by the Tianxuan Dynasty is to track the remaining forces of the Qingyun Sect.

I also accepted the tracking mission at the beginning, traveled all over the Tianxuan Continent, and cleaned up the remaining forces of the Qingyun Sect's branches."

"But Qingyun Sect is too huge. After some of the open forces were cleaned up, most people began to turn to the backstage and flee, and the results of the entire clearance were not significant."

"The Tianxuan Dynasty is not satisfied. Under pressure, the Netherworld Sect can only invest the power of the entire sect into the search. This matter lasted for more than a hundred years."

"I experienced dozens of battles in the tracking process, and I actually broke through!"

"The heavenly tribulation has come. Since no one is waiting, the heavenly tribulation is dying afterwards, and then he is rescued by He Jiuxiao."

As he said that, Qinghun looked at He Jiuxiao, but a faint light flashed in his eyes.

"Nine Nether Demon Curse!"

Qinghun thought to himself, and then his voice became a little vague, "Senior Brother Jiuxiao, I, Qinghun, regard you as my senior brother, is sincere."

"Hmph, you're ill-intentioned!"

He Jiuxiao felt that he had been deceived by Qinghun, and an inexplicable hatred arose in his heart.
Chapter completed!