The sun sets and the sky is cloudless.

The bright red sunset dyed the sky red, as if blood had soaked the sky.

At the mountain gate of Suoxianmen.

Qin Lang took the lead, standing at the mountain gate and looking forward.

Behind him are the six elders of the Locking Immortal Sect.

Wu Changfeng, Feng Shang, Yu Yuanhao, Qian Jue, Song Zhao, and Beihe stood there calmly, not changing their expressions even when faced with a huge crisis.

Behind them were nearly ten thousand disciples of the Suoxian Sect.

Thousands of people stood densely at the mountain gate, looking calm in the face of danger.

"It's dusk."

Qin Lang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked up at the blood-red sky.

The sky now is illuminated by the afterglow of the setting sun.

But soon, it will really be stained with blood!

"Uncle Junior Master, someone is coming."

Wu Changfeng looked serious and spoke in a deep voice.

Qin Lang looked forward.

Before his eyes, there was a vast darkness that exceeded the limits of his vision.

"Well, the ones who came should be our Yunzhou cultivators. Let them rest aside. Everything from now on, leave it to us, the Immortal Locking Sect!"

Qin Lang nodded slightly and said lightly.

"yes!"

Wu Changfeng responded.

Immediately afterwards, the six elders of the Locking Immortal Sect flew high into the sky together.

"Both sides of the Yunzhou monks should retreat and rest! The Leizhou monks will be handled by our Suoxianmen!"

The six elders shouted in unison.

Their voices, empowered by spiritual power, penetrate everything.

Millions of Yunzhou cultivators heard the words of the six elders and rushed to both sides of the Locking Immortal Gate.

As the monks from Yunzhou dispersed.

The monk from Leizhou, who was following behind the monk from Yunzhou, showed his might.

After many Yunzhou monks are in place.

Wang Defa, the supreme elder of Lingyun Pavilion, and many sect leaders rushed towards Qin Lang.

"Greetings to Junior Master of Locking Immortal Sect!"

They all saluted towards Qin Lang.

Although many of them felt that Qin Lang and the Suoxian Sect had no way to deal with the Leizhou army.

But now they have no other choice.

Facing a powerful enemy, the Locking Immortal Gate is the last barrier.

Junior Master Uncle of Locking Immortal Sect, as the strongest person of Locking Immortal Sect, they naturally have to be respectful to him.

Even if we can't deal with the army of monks in Leizhou, it will still be easy to deal with them.

If they displeased Qin Lang, they would be close to death.

"Get up."

Qin Lang raised his hands slightly.

At this moment, he acted calm and composed in front of many sect leaders.

This is the territory of Suoxianmen.

He has such confidence.

"Uncle Junior Master, what should we do now? There are millions of cultivators from Leizhou attacking us, among whom there are hundreds of cultivators from the Yinxian realm, and even more from the Qitian realm!"

Wang Defa asked anxiously.

At this moment, he was confused.

Even if Ye Lingyu, the former leader of Lingyun Pavilion, was still alive, he would have no way to deal with such a huge and powerful army of Leizhou monks.

"rest assured."

Qin Lang said lightly.

He didn't take the millions of monks in Leizhou seriously at all.

With my little brother Situ Youlan here, let alone millions, even tens of millions can be solved with just one move of the Magic Mirror Ice Crystal.

Without becoming an immortal, you will never be able to destroy the Immortal Locking Sect.

This is Qin Lang’s confidence.

Qin Lang's attitude made many sect leaders somewhat dissatisfied.

What kind of attitude is this?

They came all the way to Suoxianmen, intending to help Suoxianmen fight the enemy together.

But is this Qin Lang's attitude?

Indifferent?

It is a disrespect to them!

"Qin Lang, even if you are skilled and brave, you shouldn't look down on us! There are millions of cultivators in Leizhou, and the lowest cultivator has reached the Dan Palace realm! Without our help, no matter how strong you are, can you resist?"

The hot-tempered sect leader yelled directly at Qin Lang.

"Oh."

Qin Lang sneered.

What ignorant human beings.

"Do you want to die?"

He said in a cold voice.

Yunzhou is now protected by the Suoxian Gate, and this man dares to speak to him like this.

Do you really think Situ Youlan is just a decoration?

"If you say another word of nonsense, I'll kill you in a second!"

Qin Lang glanced at the man.

The sect leader suddenly trembled all over.

He looked at Wang Defa. Among the people present, Wang Defa had the highest reputation.

As long as Wang Defa can stand up and refute Qin Lang, everyone will surely boycott Qin Lang.

"Uncle Junior Master, are you really okay?"

Wang Defa didn't dare to offend Qin Lang. He didn't even look at the man who spoke earlier and asked Qin Lang directly.

"Don't worry."

Qin Lang smiled faintly.

Isn't this the moment he has been waiting for?

What's more, he had promised Nalan Yanran that he would destroy the Xiao family and avenge the Nalan family.

"Junior Master!"

The six elders of the Suoxian Sect, who were responsible for evacuating millions of cultivators from Yunzhou, flew back.

"The monks from Yunzhou have already rested on both sides of the Suoxian Gate, and the army of monks from Leizhou is right before our eyes!"

Wu Changfeng said in a deep voice.

Even though he tried to remain calm, his voice was slightly trembling.

Millions of monks...

In fact, there are too many!

And there are more than a thousand people whose cultivation is higher than his.

If it weren't for Qin Lang, he wouldn't know how to survive.

"Um."

Qin Lang nodded indifferently.

"You all go to the back."

He waved his hand and asked Wu Changfeng and others to go behind him.

Wu Changfeng and others did not dare to hesitate and quickly hid behind Qin Lang and stood with Wang Defa and others.

Qin Lang took the initiative to step forward, with his hands behind his back, facing the millions of Leizhou monks who were swarming in.

This time, he was neither nervous nor afraid.

If it were in the past, he would have been trembling with fear.

The best you can do is appear calm and composed on the surface.

But today.

He has three cards!

With all three trump cards played, he is fearless no matter how many Leizhou monks there are!

Behind him.

Wang De looked at Wu Changfeng tremblingly.

"Elder Wu, please give me a clear answer... Is Junior Master really sure?"

No wonder he asked that.

Leizhou is really too powerful!

It was so powerful that he had no intention of resisting.

Wu Changfeng glanced at Qin Lang's back.

Looking above Qin Lang's head in the distance, there were densely packed Leizhou monks, numbering as many as millions.

“Gurgle…”

He couldn't help swallowing.

"It should be... no problem."

This is also why he dared to say this because of Qin Lang’s impassioned speech at the Locking Immortal Gate and the ever-changing strange phenomena in the world.

Without these...

I'm afraid he is not half-believing and half-doubting towards Qin Lang.

Instead, he had already taken the disciples of the Locking Immortal Sect, packed his bags, and prepared to flee.

"should?"

Wang Defa’s eyes widened and he almost vomited blood.

If Wu Changfeng hadn't sent him a message to bring people to Lock the Immortal Gate, he wouldn't have made such a decision.

If they had fled in all directions before, at least half of the millions of Yunzhou cultivators would have survived.

But now they are gathered around the Locking Immortal Gate.

Once the monks from Leizhou take action, the monks from Yunzhou will be trapped in a jar, waiting to be slaughtered.

Just when he was filled with doubt.

The Leizhou monks' army is still close at hand.

Qin Lang stood straight.

Looking at the numerous monks hovering in front of him, he couldn't even fit them all in his eyes.

"Stop now!"

He roared in a deep voice.

This sound sounded ordinary, but it was heard by nearly ten million monks present.