Ten reincarnations, all the heroines have turned evil

"......"

Looking at the serious Nalan Yun,

Qu Qinghan touched his forehead helplessly.

If he needs the help of the Holy Son, wouldn't that be equivalent to being completely useless?

The Holy Son doesn't know where - and your sister are yet.

By the time he comes back, I'm afraid the opportunity will be too late.

At this time, Gu Ling was preparing to use the second profound skill.

The protective formation outside the Nalan Mansion was already shaky.

It only took a second strike to completely destroy it.

However, just as Gu Ling was concentrating his profound power and preparing for the second attack, a piercing pain came from his chest.

"cough cough......"Gu Ling felt like his heart was on fire, and his body couldn't stop shaking.

"This is......"

Gu Ling saw a trace of gray flame seeping out of her skin.

Earlier, Xu Ze had detonated the gray flame, covering Gu Ling in it.

Although that flame did not cause a fatal blow to Gu Ling, it penetrated her profound defense and hurt her body.

Although her body recovered quickly, there was still a trace of gray flame that did not dissipate in her body.

"The fire got more intense.......Xu Ze has broken through?"

Gu Ling frowned slightly.

She remembered that yesterday, Xu Ze was only at the early stage of the incarnation.

But now, the Xuan Fire left by Xu Ze on his body has become more and more fierce.

In other words, he has at least broken through a major realm.

The next realm of the Spiritualization Stage is the Zunxuan Realm and the Ultimate Stage. The gap between the two is not just a realm.

The gap between them is a huge gap!

"How could Xu Ze break through overnight?......Even if there is a breakthrough, it is difficult to gather the spiritual energy required to break through from the Spiritualization Stage to the Ultimate Stage without half a year of seclusion......." unless......

Gu Ling's eyes darkened, and he turned his gaze to the mountain behind Nalan Mansion.

In his mind, several thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning.

"Nalan Qing......You are so good, Nalan Qing."Suddenly realizing something, Gu Ling gritted his teeth and flew towards the back mountain.

"She's gone?" Qu Qinghan looked at Gu Ling in surprise."What happened? Just one more blow and the magic circle will be broken......."

Nalan Yun suddenly thought of something:"Back mountain!"

""The back mountain?"

Qu Qinghan was puzzled.

Nalan Yun didn't say much. With a step, an ancient book turned into a mount and carried her to the back mountain.

Qu Qinghan was about to catch up.

However, in the distance, a group of evil cultivators came to kill them again.

"How many evil cultivators have come?......"

Gritting her teeth, Qu Qinghan took out the spiritual jade from her storage ring.

The spiritual jade was a special jade for the Holy Son and Holy Daughter to use when they went to the lower world.

Once danger was discovered, the spiritual jade would be crushed, and the elders and masters of the Holy Land would gather.

Originally, Qu Qinghan didn't want to care about the affairs of the Nalan Chamber of Commerce.

She had no intention of using the spiritual jade.

But now, since the matter involved the Holy Son, and the Demon Lord was an acquaintance of hers, she had to use the power of the Holy Land.

Crack.

The spiritual jade shattered.

At that moment, a beam of light shot up to the sky and went straight to the upper world.

The Holy Land.

At this time, the Holy Land was in a tense atmosphere.

The thirteen elders of the Holy Land gathered outside the retreat room, bowed and waited.

Behind them were rows of masters of the Holy Land who were equally respectful and humble.

Various sword immortals, sword gods, and people who were famous in the world.

Everyone was silent, waiting for something quietly.

Suddenly!

Above the retreat room, the wind was surging, and there were lightning and thunder.

Everyone held their breath and nervously watched the strange scene in the sky.

Boom! (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

In the vortex, a thunderbolt fell straight down and broke through the retreat room.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Nine consecutive thunderbolts made the whole holy mountain tremble.

Gradually, the strange scene dissipated.

The door of the retreat room opened.

The floating fairy air poured out from the door.

A figure appeared in the fairy air.

All the elders and masters hurriedly clasped their fists and bowed, shouting loudly in unison.

"Congratulations to the Holy Lord for coming out of retreat! Congratulations to the Holy Lord for breaking through the Heavenly Dao! Entering the realm of nothingness!"

"From now on, the world will do as it pleases!"

Everyone bowed down and greeted the old man who came out of the fairy spirit.

But the old man was wearing a pure white robe. He had a white beard and eyebrows, a kind face, a ruddy complexion, and full of energy.

His sharp eyes swept over the people in front of him.

After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said

"Congratulations! The breakthrough failed!"

"......"

Everyone was in an awkward situation.

"Humph, this Heavenly Dao is indeed difficult to break through. The profound strength that I have accumulated over the years of seclusion was actually shattered by the lightning......."I have been in retreat for nothing."

The old man frowned and asked,"Where are those two children Xu Ze and Qing Han? They didn't come to greet me when I came out of retreat this time?"

""Reporting to the Holy Lord, the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter secretly went to the lower world to investigate the matter of the Nalan Chamber of Commerce."

Elder Qi Tian hurried out and explained. The old man stroked his beard and recalled:"Nalan Chamber of Commerce? I have been in seclusion for all these years, and a new force has emerged?"

He was about to ask about the Nalan Chamber of Commerce.

Suddenly, the waist badges of the thirteen elders and many masters of the holy land suddenly flashed red.

Qi Tian's face changed, and he hurriedly said:"Oh no, it's the Holy Daughter's spiritual jade. The Holy Son and the Holy Daughter seem to be in trouble."

"Trouble?" The old man's face darkened and he snorted coldly,"It seems that after I have been in seclusion for so long, someone in the world has dared to cause trouble for the Saint Son and Saint Daughter."

""Let's go, let us old guys go down and see who dares to be so blind."

The old man said, and disappeared in the holy land in a flash.

The other elders and masters also caught up with him.

The next second.

Above the Nalan Mansion

, hundreds of black figures suddenly appeared beside Qu Qinghan.

These figures made the evil cultivators who were originally eager to kill Qu Qinghan suddenly stand still.

"Master?" Seeing the old man beside him, Qu Qinghan was also stunned.

"Master, are you out of retreat?" Qu Qinghan never expected that he would be summoned together with his master, the Holy Lord, with just a spiritual jade!

"If you don't come out, my lovely disciples will be killed by these evil cultivators." The old man looked at Qu Qinghan with a smile, looking her up and down,"I haven't seen you for so many years, Qinghan has grown up so much. I still remember when I went into seclusion, Qinghan you were still so short, only about three or four years old."

During the conversation, the old man's eyes turned to those somewhat confused evil cultivators.

"Oh? I saw a lot of familiar faces in there. Aren't these the old guys that I sent into the Demonic Abyss?"

Seeing the Holy Lord, those evil cultivators were like seeing their natural enemy, and they trembled all over.

"Holy, why is the Holy Lord here!"

"What a joke! Isn't this just an ordinary state capital?"

""What are you talking about? Run!"

A burst of terrified screams erupted from the evil cultivators.

The next moment, they fled like a mob.

The Holy Lord still had a kind smile on his face, stroking his long beard.

Behind him, a group of holy land elders and masters had already rushed forward, starting a new round of one-sided killing...again..

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