Taoist sects think that they are superior and can dominate everything. They regard them as ants, round them up and flatten them. But when you don't care about anyone's life, what's the use of being strong.

"Elder Xun, what should we do?"

In Taozong Square, everyone who hurried back looked at Xun Zhi.

"Kill, kill them all." Xun Zhi said with sharp eyes: "No matter if they surrender or not, leave no one behind."

"yes!"

Many Taoist elders rushed back to the sect, and the chaotic situation suddenly reversed.

Even though those prisoners were not afraid of death, the gap in strength was there. In front of these truly elite elders, they fell like grains of rice.

Above the sky, the roaring sound became more intense.

Those real masters have all taken over at this time.

"There are three more here. Damn it, why are they here?"

The three people in Qin Cheng were enveloped by the beam of light, which immediately made many Taoist monks notice something different.

"I said our token was broken, do you believe it?" Qin Cheng said with a smile.

"Treat us like idiots and die!"

The leading monk sneered and rushed over with a knife.

Qin Cheng shook his head, and the ancient seal of the God King on his arm exploded, turning into countless turbulent flows of vitality, falling on these monks, knocking them upside down and vomiting blood.

"Activate the formation and go."

Before these monks had time to catch up, Qin Cheng slapped the formation, and then the teleportation formation was activated. Qin Cheng's three figures slowly disappeared.

"Go and inform the elders that there are three people here rushing to the outside." The monk who was vomiting blood shouted to the people next to him.

Outside, there were constant roars, shouts and screams one after another.

The mountain behind Taozong looked like an empty valley at this time.

All the people who followed Taoism had turned into corpses, and all the prisoners had left.

Even Pink Jade Fairy took advantage of the chaos and used illusions to charm several prisoners with high levels of cultivation and ran away to who knows where.

Only Zhao Haotian was still sitting cross-legged in the back mountain. If anyone was still there, they would be surprised. His behavior at this time seemed as if he didn't want to escape at all.

In the destroyed dungeon at the back of the mountain, there was a sudden sound of footsteps.

A young man in black slowly walked out of the collapsed building.

He had an ordinary face, a calm expression, and an unhurried pace. He seemed not to pay attention to the chaos around him.

If Qin Cheng were here, he would definitely be surprised. This young man in black is actually the corpse he took out before luring the remnant soul.

"You're actually still here."

The young man in black raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw Zhao Haotian.

"Aren't you going to run away?"

"You've woken up a long time ago, haven't you left?" Zhao Haotian said calmly.

"Haha, I need some time to recover my strength. Maybe that's why you don't leave."

The young man in black looked at Zhao Haotian with interest. He was not tall, only about 1.6 meters tall, but facing Zhao Haotian who was nearly 3 meters tall, he squatted down next to him without any pressure.

While speaking, the young man stretched out his hand and tapped the ground, as if he was alluding to something underground.

Zhao Haotian's eyes flashed with surprise, and he took a deep look at the young man.

"You actually know that thing. Now I'm even more curious about who you are."

"who I am?"

The young man in black grinned and said, "I am possessed by the remnant soul in your body. I forgot about it so quickly."

"If you don't want to say it, forget it. Why lie to me."

Zhao Haotian sneered and shook his head: "I have been fighting with that remnant soul for decades, and some of our souls have merged with each other. As soon as it entered your body, you killed it. So who are you? Can you survive in the secret realm of the Demon King?

Is this old monster who has been pretending to be dead for hundreds of years just to swallow my remaining soul when he wakes up this time?"

"Haha. Who am I? Actually, I can't even remember."

The young man in black couldn't help but laugh a few times when he heard this.

He shook his head and said: "You have a very deep mind, but it's a pity that you think too much. I was really seriously injured and had to hide in the Demon Emperor's Secret Realm to wait for the opportunity. But I didn't expect that boy to take me out and send me back."

Give me the soul power I need most."

"After all, I really have to thank him for being able to wake up. So when I wake up this time, I plan to swallow your friend as a thank you. Unfortunately, it seems that there is no chance." The young man in black said, licking the corner of his scarlet mouth.

"Repaying kindness with hatred is indeed in line with the character of a demonic heretic like you, but you haven't answered me yet. Are you a demon from hundreds of years ago or an evil cultivator from the upper world." Zhao Haotian said coldly.

"My name is not important. Even I have forgotten it. It is enough for you to know that you and I are friends and not enemies. Put away the things behind your back."

The young man stood up and walked a few steps back, as if looking for a certain place.

"Well, it's okay here. Okay, we're almost done talking. It's time for me to go. Goodbye."

The young man in black smiled at Zhao Haotian. He showed his index finger with sharp nails in his sleeve and drew a trail of marks on the ground, forming a strange formation. Then he waved his hand towards Zhao Haotian.

The formation suddenly filled the air with streaks of black smoke, covering the young man's body.

When the smoke cleared, the young man had disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Haotian looked gloomy, and behind him, a breath gradually dissipated from his fingertips.

This young man seems harmless to humans and animals, but his cultivation strength must be in the state of distraction. And it is obvious that he has not fully recovered, and even he feels a pressure now.

"Although I escaped this time, the world seems to be completely different from back then."

Zhao Haotian sighed. He stood up, put his hands behind his back, and slowly walked into the dungeon.

At the same time, Qin Cheng seemed to feel something, and suddenly looked towards the horizon in the distance. The light curtain of Taoist Sect shook slightly at this time, and a black mist flew out, but soon the light curtain returned to normal.

.

But the next moment, within Qin Cheng's body, the soul of the Fu Demon suddenly trembled violently.

"What's wrong?" Qin Cheng frowned.

"I, I felt a familiar breath, not from this world, but from the upper world. It seemed to be involving me, and it was scary. But I couldn't remember it."

The Fu Demon shivered and finally calmed down after a long time.

"Then what exactly is flying out?"

Qin Cheng also frowned.

"Also, why are only Xun Zhi and others showing up now? The sect leader hasn't shown up yet."

Qin Cheng felt vaguely uneasy, and the sense of crisis became stronger and stronger.

At this time, the Taoist Sect was in a very hidden place, in the secret realm of the sect.

The spiritual energy is dense. It’s like a fairyland-like space.

Lines of pure white mist flowed everywhere, like air dragons circling, making the place appear misty and dusty.

On the hill next to it, the spring water flows down, it is clear and translucent, and the splashing water is filled with rich aura, and in the distance, there is the sound of piano and harp, with a mysterious rhythm that comes from the dust.

At this time, several elders with nervous expressions were kneeling in front of three bluestones. In front of them, sitting cross-legged on the boulder, were three extremely old-looking old men.
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