At this time, Patriarch Feihua had no time to think about it, because Demon Lord Qiwei had already taken action.
The Demon Lord gathered a huge blood palm and slapped it down towards the formation below. At the same time, the Demon Lord spit out a silver light from his mouth, and the silver light slowly fell towards a huge stone on the spiritual mountain where Feihua Lingzong was located.
"boom!"
After the stone was smashed, the entire Feihua Lingzong trembled slightly. It was this slight tremor that made the entire protective formation of the sect unstable for a moment.
This slight instability is not a flaw in the sect protection formation for ordinary cultivators, and it is still impossible for ordinary cultivators to break the Feihua Lingzong's sect protection formation. But this is the Demon Lord, and this slight flaw is enough for him to break the Feihua Lingzong's formation.
"boom!"
The bloody palm took advantage of the instability of the sect protection formation and landed on it.
"boom!"
A huge roar was heard.
Some disciples who were maintaining the formation spat out blood one after another, and some who were not strong enough even fell from the sky.
The Feihua Lingzong's protective formation was also broken at this time.
"Master Demon, please capture that woman first. She is the one who harmed me. I want to make her wish she were dead."
Seeing that the Feihua Lingzong's protective formation had been broken, Lin Qingqing immediately pointed at Long Wan'er and begged.
"Don't worry, none of them can escape."
The Demon Lord nodded, and then disappeared from the spot in an instant.
"Oh no, Wan'er, be careful!"
When Patriarch Feihua saw the Demon Lord disappear, he didn’t care about anything else and quickly came to Long Wan’er.
"You can't stop me, old man. I'll kill you later!"
The voice of the Demon Lord suddenly appeared, and then he struck out with a palm, and immediately knocked the internally injured Feihua Patriarch out.
Even in his prime, Patriarch Feihua was no match for the Demon Lord, and after he was injured, he was even less able to stop him.
After being knocked out of the world by the Demon Lord, Patriarch Feihua had an anxious look on his face.
Because the Demon Lord had already attacked Long Wan'er, and no one could stop him, a palm filled with bloody murderous energy grabbed Long Wan'er's neck.
When Long Wan'er faced the Demon Lord, she felt her blood run cold, as if she was in a devil's cave. However, Long Wan'er was still calm at this time, because she had consumed nearly 5,000 power points and summoned a group of eighth-level clones from the big guys.
“Hahahaha, little bitch, have you ever thought about today?”
Seeing that the Demon Lord was about to capture Long Wan'er, Lin Qingqing's face showed an excited and refreshed expression.
The other Feihua Spiritual Sect disciples also felt that Long Wan'er was doomed this time. After all, even their ancestors couldn't stop her, so how could Long Wan'er escape? Even today, they were afraid that they would die in battle.
At this critical moment, a white jade-like hand suddenly appeared and grabbed the Demon Lord's wrist.
"This person...you can't move!"
A calm voice reached everyone's ears.
The person who came from this voice was Su Lingfeng, who was summoned by Long Wan'er.
At this moment, both sides who were about to fight stopped and watched this sudden change.
Su Lingfeng suddenly appeared on the scene. Although he did not reveal his aura, he managed to make everyone unaware of him. He even dared to stop the Demon Lord, so he must be a master.
This made everyone curious about Su Lingfeng, and they were all extremely surprised. They didn't expect that Feihua Lingzong actually had a hidden master.
"Who are you? How dare you meddle in my business!"
The Demon Lord scolded coldly on the surface, but there was a storm in his heart.
Because after this man grabbed his wrist, the strength in his body seemed to be pressed down by a mountain. The bloody and murderous energy in his body wanted to burst out but was suppressed so tightly that he even shrank back like a mouse encountering a cat.
Moreover, he couldn't even break free from Su Lingfeng's grasp. The Demon Lord wanted to retract his arm, but Su Lingfeng's hand was like an iron clamp, holding him down tightly.
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