"Tianyin Sect, Baishan Holy Land?"
Chen Qiye looked at his second uncle and paused for a moment.
Chen Qiye could roughly remember that the Tianyin Sect and his own Qingxuan Sect were roughly equivalent in strength, but the Baishan Holy Land, the backer of the Tianyin Sect, was terrifying.
Could it be that their Qingxuan Sect’s backers and people from the Tianqi Dynasty are also here?
Chen Qiye thought quickly in his mind. At the same time, Chen Qiye secretly asked the sealed human skin shadow what it was afraid of.
Chen Qiye always felt that something was not normal here!
"Really? With our Baishan Holy Land here, aren't you afraid of the Qingxuan Sect? I want to ask, do you, the Qingxuan Sect, want to provoke our Baishan Holy Land?"
"boom!"
At this moment, on the left mountain peak, after the young man from Tianyin Sect spoke, another figure, an old and a young, appeared quietly!
The old man was silent, wearing sackcloth, and holding a strange white cane in his hand.
He stood there, like a piece of dead wood, as if he had merged with the entire mountain range!
Next to him stood a young man in white clothes but with one arm missing.
The young man in white clothes with a broken arm appeared, and the pressure from him fell terribly on Qingxuan Sect's second uncle, Zhou Xuande, without hesitation.
Chen Qiye stood beside Zhou Xuande, and vaguely felt a terrifying pressure.
"Broken-arm King Bai Yi? The twelfth-ranked genius among the younger generation in the Baishan Holy Land?"
In the Qingxuan Sect, someone immediately recognized the identity of the young man in white!
In the Qingxuan Sect, the expressions of many people suddenly changed at this moment.
If only people from the Tianyin Sect showed up, they from the Qingxuan Sect could still have an equal dialogue. But if people from the Baishan Holy Land, the Tianyin Sect's backers, showed up, they from the Qingxuan Sect would almost instantly lose the qualification to have dialogue!
The gap between a ten thousand year old sect and a holy land is still extremely terrifying!
"I don't want to kill anyone today, you can go away!"
"Remember, if I hear you say something disrespectful to our Baishan Holy Land again, I will kill you without mercy!"
The young man in white with the broken arm, after he spoke, looked coldly at the people from Qingxuan Sect again!
All the murderous intent in him burst out instantly!
"you……"
In the Qingxuan Sect, there was a young man with an extremely powerful aura. When he heard the sound, his aura burst out directly. However, just as he moved, he was firmly suppressed by a hand!
Seeing this, Chen Qiye frowned!
The young man who just exploded was Qingxuan Sect’s eldest senior brother Hong Yue, and the one who held down his hand was Elder Liu.
"Let's go first."
The elder surnamed Liu seemed to look at his second uncle, then he looked at the young man in white with the broken arm. He shook his head and said something in a low voice.
"It's just an ant, how do you want to deal with it?"
But at this moment, the corpse of Taishi Sect suddenly spoke!
The young man in white was indifferent, and the Taishi Sect's corpse was even more indifferent. His eyes were directly directed at Chen Qiye.
The aura on his body also exploded with terror. If it weren't for the constraints of the contract, he might have left long ago, or taken other actions.
Among the densely packed contracts, there was one clause that stated that if one was with Chen Qiye, one had to consult Chen Qiye before making any decision.
"What did you say? Just an ant?"
boom!
The corpse of the Taishi Sect did not deliberately hide his voice. His voice was neither small nor loud, but the young man in white with a broken arm on the mountain top heard it clearly!
The stronger the cultivator, the more terrifying his hearing will be.
The young man in white with a broken arm was rioting!
In just a moment, his figure suddenly appeared from the mountains and landed in front of Chen Qiye and his group!
The Holy Son of the Taishi Sect, the Goddess of Yuhua, and even the young man with the pockmarked face, as the unrivaled geniuses in the sect, they obviously spend most of their time training or in seclusion on weekdays.
The population of Eastern Wilderness is in the billions, with countless sects, holy places, ancient religions, and dynasties numbering over ten digits, scattered across the vast land of Eastern Wilderness. The vast majority of people will never meet each other in their lifetime, and it is obvious that they do not know each other.
The young man in white simply mistook the Holy Son of Taishi Sect and his entourage as Chen Qiye's subordinates.
"Is he asking for your permission?"
"I don't talk to servants. Who do you think you are? Kneel down! What are you looking at? I'm talking to you. I want you to kneel down! Are you provoking me?"
The young man in white landed in front of the Qingxuan Sect’s people. The powerful aura on his body burst out again, and the pressure from him directly fell on Chen Qiye.
A horrible murderous intent also silently appeared in his tone!
"He... How about, let's just forget about this matter? There's no need to hurt the relationship?"
When Chen Qiye saw the young man in white with a broken arm approaching him, his scalp started to stiffen. He was looking for him?
It seems like I haven't done anything?
What nonsense is that Tai Shijiao corpse saying?
"Are you looking for death?"
As soon as Chen Qiye opened his mouth, the corpse of the Taishi Sect also took a step forward. The aura on his body burst out again, and the anger in his eyes surged.
However, after he took this step, he suddenly felt a terrifying sense of disconnection in his mind. He stopped abruptly, turned around and immediately looked at Chen Qiye again.
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