After leaving the main hall, it was already dark.

Ning Tao had a gloomy face, and the last trace of pity in his heart finally disappeared at this moment.

Originally, he was still thinking about one thing before. He had a grudge against the senior leaders of the Qijue Sect. The disciples under the sect were naturally innocent. Is there any way to instigate them to rebel? But now... everything is useless.

The Yama Temple is ruthless and uses oaths to restrain its disciples. It seems that tomorrow's war is inevitable.

Yang Jie and others felt complicated, so they gave him a few instructions and left. The guards around the hall looked dim, and they naturally guessed what happened.

The Qijue Sect, one of the twelve mighty Tiangang Sects and one of the pillars of the immortal world, has become a puppet.

"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous..."

With a dark face, Ning Tao took out Xiaobai from the dark, explained everything, and then went to deal with the seven formations. Now it was too late, and he could only fight.

At dawn, a ray of sunshine breaks out.

The entire Qijue Sect was awakened by the loud noises, as if a peerless ferocious beast was charging towards them, with a sense of killing and blood boiling.

"Qijue old dog, get out of here and die. Your grandfathers, who are the best in the world, are here..."

A series of roars rang in my ears.

"Dang Dang...!"

The loud ringing of the bell alarmed every Qi Jue disciple. They were stunned and panicked at first, but calmed down the next second and quickly shot towards the mountain peak.

It has long been known to everyone that the world is coming to fight.

Not far from the last formation eye, Ning Tao was panting violently, and Xiao Bai was also tired and drowsy. Its innate magical power was usually used as a trump card, but in the past three days, it had been frequently overdone.

But fortunately, I finally caught up...

"Whoosh...!"

There are seventeen side peaks and one main peak, and there will be hundreds of thousands of disciples gathered at this moment.

This majestic sect is protected by an unbreakable sect-protecting formation.

No news can be spread, and no one can enter or leave. It seems to be a small isolated world.

On the opposite side, there were also murderous monks, numbering in the hundreds of thousands.

Astonishingly, it was the number one sect in the world who had come all the way, and the assembled army of the south sect.

With only a few thousand remnant soldiers left at that time, 50,000 casual cultivators were actually recruited. They were all veterans of licking blood from the edge of a knife, and now they gathered into a rope to fight.

"Qijue old dog, the massacre at South Gate two years ago, blood debt must be paid with blood, get out and die quickly..."

Tens of thousands of people shouted angrily and cursed.

In front of the main hall, the man in Taoist robes looked on with a solemn look, not affected by these insults at all.

As the wind blew in his ears, Wen Qingqing came to his side silently and sneered: "Tsk, tsk, after two years, this kid will come to your Qi Jue Sect three times."

"With little talent, he rises up and then resists your Qijue Sect. Even I can't help but admire him."

"Hmph, he is just an ignorant ant after all," the Taoist-robed man said through gritted teeth as he shook his sleeves.

His right-hand man, Er Jue, who was as close as a brother, was killed by Ning Tao in the Triangle Region, and all the hard work he had spent was also taken away by Ning Tao.

There was also the explosion two years ago. No one could understand his anger and resentment at this moment.

"You ant, what you said is true. This kid has repeatedly ruined the good things of our Yan Mo Palace and disrupted our plans. Some people in the palace have long been dissatisfied with him."

"It has been more than two years. The 80,000 elite disciples of the Qi Jue Sect have been completely controlled. The next plan must be thanked by the Tian Xia Sect."

"If there was no threat from them, how would we be able to summon the students from the Qijue Sect?"

"Conquering them and further expanding the strength of this palace is the top priority. There has been a recent rumor in the palace that the Immortal World is about to face a catastrophe, and I'm afraid we will have to hibernate for a while."

Wen Wuqing smiled mysteriously.

Hearing this, the Taoist-robed man Yijue frowned and asked in confusion: "What is a catastrophe?"

"And it's been two years. The original agreement to control the Qijue Sect was completed yesterday. After this battle, what do you want me to do with the Qijue Sect?"

"Haha, it's not what I want you to do, but what the adults in the palace want."

"After this battle is over, restrain all the old students from the Qijue Sect who came to help."

"Then cast all of them into the Immortal Realm. By then, your Qijue Sect will be able to retire with success."

"Several adults will extradite you all to Huangquan. At that time, you will understand that your choice is right."

Wen Qingqing asked the question evilly.

Hearing this, the man in Taoist robes was stunned and a little surprised. He didn't expect that Yan Mo Palace would let their Qi Jue Sect leave so early. He thought that they would stab Daluo Immortal Palace in the back with such a fatal knife.

It seems that they are just one step in their plan. The next step is to control his former students of Qijue Sect.

Although Yijue is cruel, he is still a former senior brother by taking advantage of other people's trust. He feels very uncomfortable in his heart and can't help but sigh with melancholy...

Seeing the tense situation, Wen Qingqing couldn't help but remind him: "The plan I just mentioned is on the premise that your Qijue Sect is not destroyed by these ants."

"In other words, if I am exposed, then it may not be that easy for your Qi Jue Sect to leave."

When Yi Jue heard this, he smiled disdainfully. I'm afraid those rubbish can't even break through his sect-protecting formation...

At the foot of the mountain, feeling the surging evil spirit, Ning Tao heard Xiaobai say suspiciously: "The scroll you mentioned before should be... the Oath of the Underworld."

"In that legend, as long as you violate your oath, you will be dragged into the underworld and suffer the pain of hell."

"Although its power is powerful, it also has a drawback. It depends on whether you can succeed."

"What do you mean?" Ning Tao frowned.

"Ruined...the oath of Huangquan!"

"I don't know how many copies of that thing there are now, but I know that everyone who is bound by the oath of hell that you destroyed will be liberated."

Hearing this, Ning Tao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and said in astonishment: "You mean, I need to defeat Wen Qingqing, then take back the Huangquan Oath, destroy it, and then liberate the entire Qijue Sect?"

"Yeah, there's nothing wrong with it," Xiaobai nodded in agreement.

But Ning Tao rolled his eyes. Wen Qingqing's strength has always been unfathomable. It is said that he was once an immortal. It would be difficult to take it from him on his own...

Outside, the Tianxia Sect is furious, gnashing its teeth, and one can feel the murderous aura through a layer of light curtain.

"Get out, you bunch of rats..."

"Look, let's just say they are a bunch of rubbish. There is no need to worry. I am well prepared this time."

"This formation is the famous Eighteen-Weapon Immortal Formation in ancient times. It has eighteen Immortal Weapons as the core, eighteen million Immortal Stones as the auxiliary, eighteen top-grade Immortal Stones as the foundation, and countless heaven and earth spiritual treasures to activate it...

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"Not to mention tens of thousands of ants, even if a few immortals self-destruct at this moment, there will be no problem, so our plan will not be disturbed, let's just let these garbage people bark outside like dogs."

Yijue sneered, his face full of snorts.

Hearing this, Wen Qingqing was surprised. It turned out that the ancient formation fell into the hands of the Qijue Sect.

On the other side, Gao Jie, the little divine calculator, pinched his fingers and was calculating. Meng Ke'er and Ye'er talked about the horror of the Eighteen Weapons Immortal Formation almost at the same time.

"As I said, we are not strong enough. We cannot break through an immortal formation of this level at all, let alone approach rashly, otherwise we will be attacked by immortal weapons..."

"Even if Ning Tao is here, there is nothing he can do!"

"Then what should we do? We've come here, we can't just go back in such a dejected state, right? If we don't want to lose face, we'll probably be laughed at by others."

Shi Kuang, Sister Shuang and others are unwilling to accept it.

But at this moment, someone was heard exclaiming: "Look, it's the sect master. The sect master is in the Qijue Sect."

As soon as the words came out, everyone quickly looked up and saw Ning Tao's familiar figure flying into the sky.

"What...what does this kid want to do?"

On the other side, Yi Jue, Wen Qingwu and Wen Qingqing were laughing wildly, but their smiles froze for a moment. They were a little dumbfounded. How could this bastard be in the sect?

"Damn it, when did he sneak in?" Wen Wuqing's face darkened and he glared angrily.

But Yijue's face changed, and he said sarcastically: "Brother Wen, don't worry, he is throwing himself into a trap."

"The Eighteen Weapons Immortal Formation is not something that he can break through with his little training..."

"Bang bang bang...!"

Before he finished speaking, the huge light shield shattered.

Ning Tao lightly waved his fist, and this move easily shattered the light curtain. At this moment, the light clusters on the eighteen array eyes were shattered as if they had been struck by a devastating blow.

He stood in the light rain like a god and shouted coldly: "Wen Qingwu, come out and fight."

"This...how is this possible?"

Yijue was dumbfounded, his face turned red, as if he had been slapped, his eyes widened, and he almost choked to death from a breath of cold air.
Chapter completed!