Cultivation Reincarnation One Hundred Worlds

"Grand Elder, if you have any questions, you can let us know first.

The two disciples were so loyal that even the Great Elder wanted to intervene. When the Great Elder looked at them, a serious look appeared in his eyes.

"I have something important to discuss with the suzerain, so I don't want to tell you, I will be responsible for any crimes, the suzerain will not embarrass you.

The Great Elder said while approaching the big entrance of the Suzerain Hall. The two disciples wanted to stop them, but they dared not. The Great Elder can be said to be the number two figure in the Demon Sect. Bar.

Chapter 5

In the suzerain hall, the middle-aged man is sitting cross-legged on a seat in the high hall with his eyes tightly closed. He is practicing with a steady breath. One is that it is difficult to be woken up when the cultivation reaches a critical juncture. When monks retreat, they will generally lose their vigilance to the outside world. Including Xia Yi is no exception, you must be fully prepared for retreat, either find a place where no one is there, or tell others to open the door.

After the Great Elder entered the hall, he deliberately slowed down his steps, and even suppressed his breath, so that the suzerain who was practicing above the high hall did not notice that someone else had entered the hall.

The Great Elder didn't speak, but a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he took out a lot of death qi pills from the storage ring and crushed them, so that the death qi would gather around the hall and not disperse. After that, he found a few more pills from the storage ring. The roots of the medicinal materials were directly burned with fire, and the aura emitted by these medicinal materials after being burned, even the elders had to hold their breath, not daring to inhale this aura into the body.

The breath of medicinal herbs, dead breath, all these were absorbed by the spirit gathering array under the suzerain, and then entered the suzerain's body. The elder took out a fan and started to fan the flames, taking out more and more herbs to ignite.

The suzerain's body began to tremble involuntarily, his expression was very painful, but there was no sign of waking up. The more the elder did this kind of thing, the happier he became, until the suzerain was surrounded by a burst of gray dead air and dark green poisonous air, even The figures are not very clear.

In the end, the Great Elder walked into the Spirit Gathering Formation, stretched out his hand and pointed at the suzerain, the white head of the great elder slowly turned black, and revived his vitality, but the suzerain's head fell powerlessly at this moment, completely devoid of vitality.

Until the head of the great elder turned white again, the old face of the great elder also changed into a young man's face, which was Xia Yi.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this suzerain should barely be considered a semi-saint, what a pity, what a pity!" Dead Xia Yi shook his head and sighed, even he didn't expect to kill a semi-saint so easily, he didn't even think about waking up the whole time , was consumed to death by death qi and various poisonous qi, and finally the weak soul was harvested by the underworld qi, and returned to the west silently in the deep cultivation.

And this is of course the benefit of assassination, without anyone noticing it, if he invades head-on with those thousand elite soldiers, even if he can deal with the suzerain, who will deal with the nine elders?

Now that the elders and suzerain of the Sha Mo Sect have been killed by him, the disciples of the Sha Mo Sect don’t even know about it, and it’s pitiful to think about it. This sect of Nuo Da is now in name only, and only the final ending is left Work.

Xia Yi took away the suzerain's storage ring, his face slowly changed, and finally became the appearance of the suzerain.

At the entrance of the main hall, the two disciples were still opening the door seriously, but the suzerain suddenly pushed the door and walked out.

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"After seeing the suzerain, they immediately bowed down to salute, the suzerain nodded, and patted their backs with his left and right hands at the same time.

"You two have worked hard, do you want to take a rest?"

"No hard work, no hard work!

"It is our honor to give the suzerain the door!

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The two disciples immediately chose to flatter, wondering what happened to the suzerain?How do you know how to condolence them?But these doubts dissipated with the sharp pain in their hearts as soon as they arose.

The two disciples clasped their chests and knelt down on the ground, their bodies fell weak. It was early morning, and the last trace of them realized that the face of the suzerain swept away the gloom of the past, and looked very sunny.

But the suzerain who walked out of the hall put on a gray robe and put on the hood slowly.

"Mirage Dragon, you come to those disciples who are retreating, and I will come to those who are sober.

As the gray-robed man said so, his shadow under the sun trembled slightly, and the invisible killing that no one noticed began again.

In the training room, disciples suddenly lost their vitality and fell to the ground frequently.

In the Sutra Pavilion, several disciples are choosing their favorite martial arts and martial arts.

"Huh?;

Suddenly, a disciple found that the disciple in front of him fell to the ground inexplicably.

"...?"

He tried to call out, but there was no response at all. He subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the junior brother behind him, wanting to call his junior brother to go to the fallen senior brother together, but that junior brother fell down at some point.

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"Brother?

He felt something bad in his heart, and immediately looked around in the Tibetan Pavilion, but there was nothing suspicious, until a hand suddenly stretched out in front of him.

.“…”.

This hand quickly covered his mouth, and pulled him up to the shelf. Immediately afterwards, his heart felt cold, warm blood dripped from his chest, and his consciousness gradually fell into darkness. Before the darkness completely swallowed him, he finally The scene I saw was a man in gray robe slowly leaving, the blades in his sleeves were still dripping blood.

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In the evening, the mist in Yunwu Valley began to thicken, and a crescent moon gradually rose into the sky, which made the two guarding disciples at the entrance of Sha Mozong yawn.

"Why hasn't anyone come to take over? What's the matter?"

When it's time, can't you be considerate of low-level monks like us!

One of them complained, it stands to reason that there should have been a brother to change his mountain gate, but it was an hour late and he still didn't come.

"What's the rush? When the meeting comes, let him ask for the spirit stone. Otherwise, report to the elders. This is a good opportunity. Don't panic."

Another disciple immediately advised them, not knowing that there was no living person in the sect behind them, and a man in a gray robe was slowly walking towards the door.

Until... the man in gray robe walked out of the door and came among them.

"Which senior brother are you?"

"Why are you here now?"

Bao and the others saw that someone finally came out of the sect at this time, although this person was wrapped in a gray robe, they didn't pay much attention to it, after all, the man in gray robe came out of the sect.

The two of them approached the gray-robed man, and were about to ask where the other successor was, when the gray-robed man suddenly punched them in the heart, "Brother, what are you doing, you suddenly hit us?"

Before the disciple finished speaking, he lowered his head and saw the handle of the knife protruding from the fist of the gray-robed man. He froze for a moment, then touched his back with his backhand, there was blood.

"...".

"It's night, it's time to sleep."

The gray-robed man interrupted their words as he said this, and pulled his hands back. The gray robe was stained with the first and last trace of blood. Following the fall of the two gatekeeper disciples, the entire Shamo Sect, including the disciples of the sect master, had no blood. Survived.

Xia Yi raised his head and glanced at the crescent moon on his head. This time he did it very cleanly. No one noticed during the whole process, and he couldn't send any news. I have to say that Mirage Dragon helped him a lot, but I would like to thank Mirage Dragon.

Under the moon, Xia Yi's blurred shadow flickered again, Xia Yi flicked his sleeves lightly, and left with the breeze on his feet.

Chapter 6

Wugu, under the gate of the Shamo Sect, the Zhou family's spies are investigating here. According to all the previous information, they suspect that the sect that attacked mortal babies might be the Shamo Sect.