Chapter 365 Missing

One after another, lightning exploded in the sky, reflecting different expressions on everyone's faces: shock, anxiety, fear...

All kinds of emotions are infinitely magnified.

"You forced me to do this!"

Elder Zhao's throat rolled and a mouthful of blood suddenly sprayed onto the seal on his palm.

The originally dim lightning pattern suddenly expanded, and wisps of black air were wrapped in the purple lightning, and it swung towards Lu Huai with the fierceness of dying together.

Lu Huai swung his sword and chopped it down without blinking.

The two's spiritual powers collided with each other, like waves crashing against the shore. Every clash would increase the speed at which the Sky-Blocking Mirror shattered.

The demon king's eyebrows twitched. Who wants to die with these two lunatics?

As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood.

The demon king retreated silently.

There are several old guys from the sects outside Qihua Island. He can't leave, nor can he ascend to the upper realm directly, otherwise he will be noticed by the Heavenly Dao.

The only way out now is...

After figuring it out, the Demon King quietly hid a token in his palm.

While no one was paying attention, the Demon King's fingertips quickly moved across the token, and obscure spells seeped into the patterns.

In an instant, the token began to shake, and a dark vortex appeared out of thin air.

Maybe others didn't notice the demon king's little movements, but Shen Chaochao was watching.

After all, they have been together for several years and have a certain understanding of each other.

The demon king wanted to run away alone without her.

If he leaves, she will surely die.

But she doesn't want to die.

Thinking of this, Shen Chaochao ran towards the Demon King regardless of everything, "Ah Heng, you can't leave me."

Shen Chaozhao's voice successfully attracted everyone's attention.

A disciple shouted, "He wants to run away..."

"He has killed so many of our fellow disciples. We can't let him get away like this."

"Stop him."

“…”

Many disciples took advantage of this time to meditate and recover a lot of spiritual power.

Someone took the lead and rushed towards the demon king, and the remaining disciples who were able to move also rushed forward.

The demon king couldn't help but curse.

Although Elder Zhao and Lu Huai were fighting fiercely, they always kept their attention on the movements around them.

The two men attacked the Demon King almost simultaneously. Lu Huai's sword energy pierced the air like a silver thread, piercing straight into his heart. Elder Zhao's palm exploded with purple lightning, instantly wrapping around the Demon King's limbs.

In just a moment, the sword energy pierced through his body, purple lightning exploded, the demon king groaned, fell straight down, and was silent.

The disciples who thought they would face a tough battle were like: "......"

They could understand Lu Huai's move, but why did Elder Zhao do this? Aren't they in the same group?

Elder Zhao snorted coldly: "This old man can't leave, and he can't escape either."

Disciples: I understand, there is an internal conflict.

The two fought more and more fiercely, and the collision of spiritual power stirred up thousands of layers of air waves. The sky-covering mirror hanging in the air shattered with a sound, and the lenses flew like snow.

The inky barrier dissipated bit by bit under the impact of spiritual power.

The fear in Elder Zhao's heart grew stronger and stronger. He made a mistake and was stabbed in the shoulder, with blood splattering everywhere. However, he rushed towards the dark light passage left by the demon king regardless of anything.

Lu Huai's eyes flashed, and he chased after him like lightning. He swung the magic sword in his hand and stabbed it towards his vital points.

"Looking for death!" Elder Zhao turned around and shouted angrily, gathering black purple lightning in his palm and slapping Lu Huai hard on the heart.

Lu Huai did not dodge or evade, and his sword force became more intense...

With a "puff" sound, the spiritual sword pierced Elder Zhao's heart, and the purple lightning also hit Lu Huai's chest firmly.

"Since you've done this ruthlessly, no one can survive!"

Elder Zhao knew that he probably couldn't leave.

Even if I die...

He also wanted to drag this ignorant kid down with him to die with him.

Both sides exerted their strength at the same time, and Elder Zhao poured all of his remaining spiritual power into the purple lightning.

The same was true for Lu Huai. The spiritual power in his body surged like a river and all flowed into the sword.

The two spiritual powers intersected, and a strong and dazzling light burst out...

Elder Zhao's body suddenly disintegrated in the sword light, and blood, flesh and broken bones splattered everywhere, and was crushed into powder by the sword energy.

Lu Huai stood with his sword hanging down, looking at the mess, his fingertips trembling slightly.

The moment he confirmed that Elder Zhao's breath had stopped, he could no longer hold on, and his body fell like a puppet with broken strings, falling into the rolling dark passage below.

"Lu Huai..."

The moment he fell, Nan Xiao ran towards him desperately. Her fingers just brushed past his fingertips, but she only got nothing.

The entrance to the passage quickly closed and disappeared.

Nan Xiao fell to the ground, her palm still retaining the slightly cool touch of his fingertips.

She stared at the empty marks on the ground, her throat felt like it was clogged with hot cotton wool, and she couldn't make a sound.

…

Outside Qihua Island.

Several sect leaders were attracted by the surging movement above. Sect Leader Huanhai no longer had the heart to fight with the Demon Lord, so the Demon Lord took the opportunity to leave.

Once this group of human disciples come out, these old guys will come and fight him for real. If he doesn't run away now, will he really be taken prisoner by them?

Mingye ran, but not completely. He found a good place to watch the show and watched what was happening inside.

Xuan Da and Xuan Si stood respectfully beside him, one on each side.

Mingye asked lazily, "How many died?"

"The Demon King, the Ghost King, and Elder Zhao are all dead. Two-thirds of the human disciples were killed." Xuan Da's voice was very low.

Mingye raised an eyebrow and sneered, "The gathering of useless people is even more stupid than expected."

"Not only did he fail to kill all the human disciples, but he also got himself involved."

Mingye was still a little surprised when he heard the result. Although the Demon King and the Ghost King were a bit useless, it should be easy for them to deal with several human disciples who had not yet grown up. But they died.

This result is both reasonable and unexpected.

What really surprised Mingye was Elder Zhao.

Compared with the Demon King and the Ghost King, Elder Zhao is the real old guy, at the same level as his father. Unexpectedly, he also died.

This is so curious.

There is actually someone among this group of human disciples who can kill him and say that there is no problem. Who would believe it?

Xuan Da hung his head and said nothing.

They couldn't see everything that was going on inside, and could only get a glimpse of it through the secret methods of the demons.

Mingye was pondering the anomaly of this matter when the magic jade in his hand suddenly trembled.

It was a message from a demon general.

"Your Majesty, the young master said he had no intention of taking over the Demon Realm, saying you were still young and at the right age to make a breakthrough, and then he ran away."

After reading the message, Mingye's expression froze instantly, and he tightened his knuckles. With a "crack," the magic jade shattered into dust, and black powder leaked out from between his fingers.

Good, very good. He is really a good brother to him. He is really very good to him.

All his cultivation should be sealed.

No, the legs should be broken.

Mingye's aura was so terrifying that Xuan Da and Xuan Si tried hard to reduce their presence.

"What are you standing there for?" Mingye stood up straight, and the strong wind he created caused the two men to stagger. "Bring that little bastard back to me! Even if you have to break his legs, you have to drag him back!"

"yes."

The two wanted to run away.

"Wait." Mingye stopped them.

"What are your orders, Your Majesty?"

Mingye's lips curled up into a sinister smile: "By the way, let's dismantle the restrictions that those old guys just repaired."

"Especially those from the Heavenly Sword Sect, leave no one alive."

If he is not happy, no one else can be happy either.

Xuan Da and Xuan Si looked at each other, a hint of helplessness flashed across their eyes, but they could only bow and respond: "Yes."