Chapter 175: Really Dead



boom!

The next moment, the purple-robed middle-aged man's face turned cold, and he attacked without saying anything. He just lightly slapped forward with his palm, and a huge palm print overturned, covering the entire Poison Forest. With a devastating aura, it shrank in an instant and imprinted towards the chest of the gray-robed man!

The gray-robed man fled madly, his face flushed, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, turning into a blood-red lightning bolt and rushing straight towards the palm print.

But before the blood got close, the palm print was imprinted directly on the gray-robed man's chest as if it had teleported.

Just like that, the middle-aged man in purple robe stopped looking at him and clasped his fists towards Xu Feng and said, "This matter is over, my friend, remember your oath, you can come to the headquarters of Qingyu Shanzhou to find me again."

Xu Feng quickly clasped his fists and asked, "Senior, is he dead?"

The middle-aged man in purple robe smiled slightly and then disappeared.

Xu Feng and Qing Dan hurriedly looked towards the middle-aged man, only to see that the grey-robed figure seemed to be nailed in the air by a palm print, and was frozen there.

The two looked at each other, and called Jian Yun and Wang Zhishui to come to the gray-robed man.

"Dead! Damn it! Really dead! Even his soul and body are dead! No! Not dead, but... disappeared!" Wang Zhishui shouted excitedly.

Then he shot a ray of divine light towards the figure in gray robe.

The man in gray robe was like a piece of ceramic, shattered into countless pieces, turned into ashes, and disappeared.

"This is so terrible. There is really not even a trace left." Wang Zhishui shouted while shaking Xu Feng's shoulders.

Xu Feng waved his hand: "I see it, I see it. I'm not blind."

Jian Yun's face was solemn: "Brother Xu, is that senior at the peak of Dao Soul? No, his methods are no longer at the Dao Soul level. Could it be, could it be..."

"Half-step Daoxu." Xu Feng spoke directly, not letting them continue guessing.

"The Wanbao League... actually has such a strong person? The cultivators from the outside world... what we learned today is very important, we must inform the sect immediately."

Qingdan said softly.

Xu Feng nodded: "You are free to do as you please. That senior said that this matter can be spread outside. This is the rule of the Wanbao League. It's just that because of the passage of time, no one knows about it. Nowadays, not many Xuanjie cultivators know about it."

Looking at Qing Dan's puzzled expression, Xu Feng scratched her nose and said, "I'll tell you a lot when I get back. Now let's deal with these evil spirits first."

The other three nodded, and then the four of them fell into the forest. They first met up with Nan Tianxing, and then led the disciples of the four sects who came to meet up to start counterattacking those black-armored monks.

Half a day later, there were only four sects' disciples left in the entire Ten Thousand Poison Miasma Forest, and not a single black-armored cultivator was left.

As if they knew they could not do more this time, those people retreated quietly.

Of the disciples from the four sects who survived, only three out of ten survived.

"This loss is too heavy."

In an open space, all the survivors gathered together to heal their wounds, and Xu Feng, Jian Yun, Wang Zhishui and Nan Tianxing finally got together to discuss future plans.

"This is the Meridian-Opening Fruit. I had previously instructed the disciples to bring it back and asked Qingdan to deliver it to you."

Nan Tianxing said with a guilty look on his face: "If I had taken this earlier, I'm afraid that this time the loss of my Xingchen Sect disciples would have been less. Alas, this time when I go back, I will resign from the position of Son of God and go to the demon side to make meritorious contributions."

Xu Feng's eyes narrowed: "Is the situation over there so serious?"

Nan Tianxing seemed to have something to hide. He shook his head and said nothing more. He didn't want to spread the embarrassing things about his sect everywhere.

The other three were all sons of gods or former sons of gods from their respective sects. Naturally, they knew that there were many disputes within the sects. All crows are black, and it was like this everywhere.

"Thank you, Brother Xu, for telling me about the evil immortal. I will definitely remember your rescue of my Sword Sect." Jian Yun clasped his fists and said.

Xu Feng waved his hand.

Then Wang Zhishui said, "Now is not the time to talk about these things. Let's talk about the disappearance of the elders from the three sects after entering that damn secret realm. Now we can be sure that this is a trap set by the Immortal Alliance, but why did they do this?"

Jian Yun sighed and said, "I'm afraid it's because of those three things."

Xu Feng raised his eyebrows: "Daoist weapon?"

Everyone's faces darkened and no one spoke. The atmosphere was a little solemn for a moment.

"The Tianxuan Stele of the Tianxuan Sect, the Blood Evil Sword of the Jian Sect, and the Nantian Divine Bottle of the Nanshui Sect. If these three Taoist artifacts are lost, I'm afraid the human race will suffer a great loss of vitality!"

Wang Zhishui finally stopped being frivolous and spoke seriously.

Jian Yun shook his head: "Impossible, to put it bluntly, even if all the elders of the three sects died, the three sects' Dao weapons would not fall. Dao weapons have spirits and can compete with Daoxu. Unless a Daoxu strongman takes action, no one can stop a sect's Dao weapon. With a blow from Daoxu, no one in the Xuanjie can resist it now!"

But Nan Tianxing gently said: "But a Taoist weapon can compete with a Taoist weapon!"

The faces of the four people present changed, and they looked vaguely uneasy.

"Now, each of the ten great divine sects of the human race has a sect weapon, but they are all guarded in their respective sects. Except for the three sects that brought it out to hunt down the strong men of the Immortal Alliance, the other seven sects have not made any moves."

"So what are the Dao weapons that are scattered around?"

Jian Yun frowned.

"The Xuantian ruler of the Xuanmeng, the ancient Huangfeng jade of the ancient Chen, the ancient Ji family's Suantian Bagua Realm, the ancient Jiang family's Shennong Ding, the ancient Bai family's Great Huang Spear, and one or three unknown weapons of the ancient Huang family."

Xu Feng said lightly.

The other three people looked at him in shock, wondering how he knew these secrets of the world so clearly. Even they only knew about the Taoist weapons of one or two families, but not as clearly as Xu Feng knew.

Xu Feng naturally had no intention of explaining further. This was just his secret. After being trapped for five thousand years, what was the point of knowing the names of some Taoist weapons?

"The Xuantian Ruler of the Xuan League and one or three Dao tools of the Ancient Family are the biggest destabilizers. If the Immortal League gets the help of these two or three of them, then it is not impossible to suppress the three Dao tools."

"Once three of the ten great divine sects are missing, the Xuan Realm will inevitably be in chaos. First of all, the Demon Border will certainly be lost..."

Xu Feng looked at the other three people. What he said was very clear. This was what he had just thought of. What exactly did the Immortal Alliance want to do with this incident?

Moreover, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his guess might be true.

Others apparently thought so too.

"This matter... there is only one ancient family, and my Sword Sect has some connection with it. I will investigate this matter. If I die, Brother Nan, I know that the Star Sect also has some connection with the ancient family. You choose the opportunity to intervene!"

Jian Yun was the first to stand up and speak to everyone, then he clasped his fists and looked towards Nan Tianxing.

Nan Tianxing stood up solemnly, clasped his fists and said, "If you die, I will carry your coffin."

Wang Zhishui sat on the ground, covered his face and smiled bitterly: "Can you two chat? Is this a farewell or a curse?"

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