Chapter 274 It’s almost time

Looking at those monks who appeared inexplicably in the sky.

The cultivators in the Tianxuan Sect were all confused.

Judging from the spiritual pressure emanating from them, these cultivators are at extremely high levels! Moreover, they came out of a mountain, and it seems that they have a grudge against the Tianxuan Sect.

Tianxuan Sect has been holding these monks captive? When did Tianxuan Sect become so powerful? "Wait, could that man be Tang Long?"

In Baiquanyuan, an old man looked at the cultivator whose figure was changing unpredictably in surprise.

"Tang Long? Who is Tang Long?" asked a disciple beside the old man.

The old man shook his head and said, "Tang Long was a master thief two thousand years ago. From the palaces of the ten dynasties of the human race to the four holy places and the five major sects, there was nothing he dared not steal.

Therefore, Tang Long was wanted and hunted by the holy land sect.

Rumor has it that Tang Long was eventually surrounded and killed, and his soul was destroyed from then on.

Everyone thought he was dead, but unexpectedly, he was imprisoned in Tianxuan Gate."

"Brother Qin! Is that you? Brother Qin!"

An old man in the Nascent Soul stage looked at Qin Feng, who was flying in and out of the sky with a spear in his hand. His eyes were shaking, and even tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. He raised his head and shouted.

"How do you know my name?" Qin Feng glanced at the old man on the ground, "Who are you?"

"Brother Qin Feng! I am Lin Jiang!" The old man named Lin Jiang's eyes blurred, "Don't you remember me?"

"Lin Jiang. Lin Jiang." Qin Feng kept repeating this name. He always felt it was very familiar, but it had been too long and he couldn't remember it at all.

Lin Jiang continued, "At that time, I was an inner disciple of the Wushuang Divine Spear Sect. I once asked you for advice on spearmanship, and you said that if I worked hard, I would be able to at least reach the Nascent Soul stage in the future."

"It's you." Qin Feng thought about it, "Are you still alive?"

"Alive, I am still alive. Not only me, but also a total of fifty disciples of the Wushuang Divine Spear Sect are alive. After the Wushuang Divine Spear Sect was destroyed, we disciples rebuilt it. The current sect leader is your younger brother - Qin Ling."

Qin Feng's figure swayed slightly, and his voice, which was always calm, trembled: "Qin Ling, is he still alive?"

"Yes, Senior Brother," Lin Jiang nodded quickly, "Although our Wushuang Divine Spear Sect is no longer as glorious as before, it is getting better and better now."

“Okay, okay!”

Qin Feng raised his head, looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh, as if all the depression of these years had disappeared: "I didn't give you any gifts when you rebuilt the sect. I will congratulate you after I take down Xia He's head!"

After he finished speaking, Qin Feng took a step forward and merged with the ordinary spear. The spear energy wrapped around Qin Feng's body, transformed into a white dragon, and rushed towards Xia He.

In addition to Qin Feng and Tang Long, some other cultivators who were imprisoned in the Three Stone Peaks were also recognized to varying degrees.

Thousands of years ago, they were all influential figures. Even though they disappeared for a thousand years, many young people don't recognize them, but some old guys know them very well.

Xia He looked at Xu Cang and others who were rushing towards him, and knew that he had reached the final moment.

But there was no panic in Xia He's eyes.

I have been preparing for this day for so long and have rehearsed it thousands of times. How could it be possible that I didn't have any cards left for myself?

Xia He took out a black short knife, raised his head, and looked at the bull-headed evil demon in the sky: "I agree to your previous proposal."

“Hehehe.” Niu Tou made a “hehehe” sound, “It should have been done a long time ago, otherwise you wouldn’t have been in so much trouble.”

Xia He inserted the black dagger into his heart.

A black aura continued to emanate from Xia He's chest, and the evil bull-headed beast retracted its head into the void.

The crack in the sky actually closed.

But the next moment, a giant hand suddenly emerged from behind Xia He.

This giant hand held Xia He tightly!

The black air from the giant hand penetrated into Xia He's eyes, nose, ears, and mouth.

Xu Cang and others just approached, but an invisible barrier bounced them away.

"Damn it, has this guy even sold his soul?" Xu Cang spat.

"Grandpa, what's going on?" Zhou Wanfeng walked to Xu Cang's side.

Xu Cang frowned, "I don't know how Xia He colluded with an emperor among the evil demons. He tried to gain the power of the evil demons at the cost of selling his soul."

Listening to Xu Cang's explanation, Zhou Wanfeng frowned, looked at Xu Cang, and spat: "How disgusting!"

"boom!"

A black storm exploded, shaking off the ominous aura of the evil spirit.

“Don’t let me down.”

A hollow voice sounded above the sky.

As the sound faded, the huge hand also gradually disappeared.

Xia He slowly opened his eyes.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Black flames wrapped around Xia He's body, and his eyes were empty, as if his eyeballs had been dug out by someone.

"whispering sound!"

Xu Cang curled his lips, feeling that the situation was getting tricky.

But Xu Cang was the first to rush forward. Xu Cang chopped at Xia He's head with a sword. Xia He raised his hand to block Xu Cang's sword.

The mountain behind Xia He was split in half by Xu Cang's sword energy, but Xia He was intact.

Xu Cang frowned.

If it were in the past, how would the opponent dare to take this sword? My strength has indeed declined too much now and I need time to recover.

"You all must die!"

Xia He knocked Xu Cang back with one punch, and with a thought, the three immortal soldiers of Tianxuan Sect all circled around Xia He.

The three immortal weapons of Tianxuan Sect resonated with each other, a gap appeared between the white clouds and the sky, and black wind and waves raged in Tianxuan Sect.

"Kill him! He's summoning the Demon Lord!"

After Xu Cang finished speaking, he stepped forward again. Qin Feng and others were also not idle, and they continued to launch attacks on Xia He.

Everyone knows what the Demon Lord summoned by Xu Cang symbolizes.

The strength of a demon lord is equivalent to the Ascension Realm.

Their group was far from reaching their peak state. If the Demon Lord descended at this time, without the Ascension Realm cultivators in charge, the area within a radius of ten thousand miles would be razed to the ground! However, in Xia He's body, the black air formed a barrier that stopped them all fifty meters away.

"Hehehe, it's time for me to come out and play."

Above the sky, a hollow voice sounded again.

A huge humanoid monster in armor was clinging to the crack in the sky with its hands.

"It's bad."

Zhou Wanfeng frowned and stared at the huge figure.

"It's almost time."

Just when everyone felt that the game was over.

A pleasant female voice spread softly.

(End of this chapter)