Chang'an Palace.

"Aren't you from a righteous sect? Why don't you even dare to say my name?"

More than thirty Nascent Soul cultivators including Bai Liu, Su Longxiang, Zhang Zheng, Chen Yunfeng, and Su Qingfeng surrounded a woman.

There are hundreds of deacons and disciples outside.

But there was fear on everyone's face, as if it was not the woman who was surrounded, but the other person who was alone and surrounded all of them.

Hearing the voice of the stunning woman at this moment, Bai Liu's throat became dry and he said in a hoarse voice:

"Don't be so arrogant, female devil. Good will never prevail over evil. Even if we risk our lives today, we must eliminate evil and defend justice!"

"Exorcist of demons and defender of the Way?" Qiu Zhihe looked at him coldly. Bai Liu was attracted by her gaze and quickly lowered his head.

"You attacked Qinglian Mountain while my master and I were away. There were not many disciples left on the mountain, and the remaining ones were women and children with no cultivation."

"And you wantonly slaughtered innocent people who had no ability to resist!"

“Is this the so-called right path?”

Bai Liu said loudly: "The people of the Demon Sect are cunning and cruel. How do we know that they are not pretending?"

Qiu Zhihe sneered: "Bai Liu, you must die today. Besides me, do you know who else wants to kill you?"

"Your good apprentice!"

Bai Liu's face changed. He had already guessed who Qiu Zhihe was talking about. "You're talking nonsense!"

Qiu Zhihe said calmly: "As the head of a sect, you force your own disciples to practice dual cultivation with you. With such behavior, you dare to call yourself righteous?"

"What?!"

Everyone around looked at Bai Liu in astonishment. They were not stupid and immediately thought of who Qiu Zhihe was talking about.

"Master Bai actually forced Fairy Yaoqin to practice dual cultivation with him?"

"Nonsense, right?"

"Where's Fairy Yaoqin? Speak quickly!"

Only then did many people realize that Jiang Yin was actually in Chang'an Palace.

Qiu Zhihe looked at Su Qingfeng again: "Back then, my senior sister was looking for medicine for me and was ambushed by you. My senior sister couldn't bear to kill Huang Kezhou, but you took advantage of her pause and suddenly attacked... Huang Kezhou and Xu Zhenqian are dead. Today, I will use your blood to sacrifice my senior sister!"

Su Qingfeng’s face was pale, and if there weren’t so many people around him, he would almost be unable to stand.

Bai Liu shouted, "Witch, stop telling lies to confuse the people. My fellow Taoists, kill her now!"

After Bai Liu finished speaking, he took out a red sword, which turned into a red light and stabbed towards Qiu Zhihe.

Su Longxiang, Chen Yunfeng, Zhang Zheng, Su Qingfeng and others also took action.

For a moment, sword energy, sharp light, thunder...all kinds of skills and magic weapons attacked Qiu Zhihe.

Countless houses and walls in the Chang'an Palace could not withstand the huge impact of spiritual power and collapsed one after another.

The sky changed color and the space seemed to collapse.

When the top masters of the three major sects join forces to attack, almost no one in the world can stop them!

Suddenly, with Qiu Zhihe as the center, the world seemed to be divided into two.

Half of it was covered with snow and frozen with frost.

Half of it was red flames, blazing and fierce.

Those countless sword energies, sharp rays, and thunders… were all frozen into ice and burned into ashes.

Su Qingfeng's pupils widened, and there was endless fear in his eyes.

"summer……"

Before he could finish his words, half of his body froze and the other half turned to ash.

With a loud crash, that half of the body shattered and turned into ice crystals on the ground.

"Senior sister, your enemy is dead, you can rest in peace."

A cold voice sounded, and a tall and plump figure slowly walked out from the flying snow and raging red flames.

Her long hair was half red and half white, her face was like an oval, her eyebrows were like willow leaves, her eyes were like ice, her lips were like thin blades, and she was wearing a black gauze robe with cloud patterns, surrounded by red flames and frost.

Everyone's eyes were wide open, their faces filled with fear and devastation.

"summer……"

"Xia Qinglian!"

"It's Xia Qinglian!!"

“Run!”

No one knew who took the lead, but hundreds of righteous disciples fled out of Chang'an Palace.

But halfway through the run, he found that his body was either shattered into ice crystals or gradually burned and turned into ashes.

Nearly a hundred people disappeared completely while running.

Only a dozen people were left and they used countless protective magic weapons and defense arrays to luckily escape from Chang'an Palace.

Xia Qinglian didn't care and just looked coldly at the people in front of her.

Bai Liu trembled all over and gritted his teeth as he said, "Everyone, Xia Qinglian has killed countless people and is cold and ruthless. Today we have to fight with all our strength to have a chance of survival!"

Su Longxiang's face turned pale, and he suddenly laughed out loud: "Xia Qinglian, I disdained to bully the weak with my numbers in Tianlu Mountain back then. Now that you've come to my door today, don't blame me for bullying you with my numbers!"

Xia Qinglian glanced at him and said, "Don't worry, I have promised Hong Nu that I will not kill you. I will only destroy your cultivation."

"Red slave?" Su Longxiang was startled, then he understood and became furious:

"How dare you bully my daughter? I will fight you!"

Lightning flashed on his burly body. He raised his hands and two huge thunder dragons took shape, roaring and pouncing towards Xia Qinglian.

Bai Liu took the opportunity to sacrifice a magical weapon in the shape of a white cloud, which was the Feiyun Sect's treasure: the White Cloud Seal.

The seal flew into the air and turned into a sky filled with white clouds. It contained the power of heaven and earth and suppressed Xia Qinglian!

At the same time, Zhang Zheng, Chen Yunfeng and others also took action.

The spiritual powers of more than thirty Nascent Soul cultivators gathered together, instantly changing the color of the sky and the earth, and the entire West Imperial City was shaking violently.

Countless people in the city fell down and looked in the direction of Chang'an Palace in horror.

"Heavenly punishment, is it a punishment from heaven?!"

"Is God going to destroy the Western Dynasty?!"

The combined power of many Nascent Soul cultivators was like the might of heaven and earth. Xia Qinglian below seemed so small, like an ant facing a big tree.

However, the next moment, this "ant" gently raised his hand.

The two giant lightning dragons wailed, and soon turned into thunder all over the sky and disappeared.

A big hole appeared in the sky covered with white clouds, and it turned back into the White Cloud Seal with a hole on it. The Feiyun Sect's treasure was now useless.

The huge spiritual power that was like the power of heaven and earth kept trembling, then shattered, scattered, and finally disappeared.

Then, Xia Qinglian walked in front of Bai Liu.

"wait……"

As soon as Bai Liu opened his mouth, he found that only red flames were coming out of his mouth.

Then, flames began to burst out of Bai Liu's eyes and ears, and soon his entire body was wrapped in red flames, as if he was burning.

quack!

The leader of Feiyun Sect, whose whole body was on fire, waved his hands wildly, but could only make creepy strange noises.

Then it fell to the ground, turned into a pile of charcoal, and finally turned into ash.

"Master..."

"The leader is dead?"

The Feiyun Sect's leading disciples stared at this scene in disbelief, as if they were in a dream.

The tall and plump figure took another step forward. Dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators retreated in horror, frightened to death by her alone.

Xia Qinglian took another step forward and came in front of Su Longxiang.

"Master Su, please give up your cultivation to avoid physical pain."

Su Longxiang clenched his fists and his face turned pale.

Suddenly, a bronze mirror appeared in the hand of Chen Yunfeng next to him, shining it on Xia Qinglian's lower abdomen.

"The witch is pregnant. She won't be able to hold on for much longer. Let's drag her to death!"