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Meng Jiao was almost scolding these people while pointing at their noses. The power of the peak state of fusion in her body was directly pressing against the faces of the leaders.

He forced the man to his knees, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

It's not that Meng Jiao can't see what they are thinking.

After all, Tianxuan, a sect that had finally begun to decline, actually relied on a little ancestor who had never been born to stand firm again.

Those sects that almost squeezed into the four major sects were naturally unwilling to resign themselves to this, and would work together to suppress the slightest mistake.

But they don’t think about it. This is the world of cultivating immortals. If you don’t have enough strength, everything you have is garbage.

"Huaqin, return to the sect!"

Hua Qin and the others in front of the hall felt refreshed upon hearing the voice. They bowed in response and watched her tear through space and disappear, and they quickly summoned their mounts.

As soon as Tianxuan left, Haoran Qi Zong followed closely behind. I think it was Kang Tan's idea.

The rest of the people looked at each other in bewilderment. When the scene was silent, Bai Xuan took the initiative to speak to his master with a wooden face.

"Master, I want to go to Tianxuan Sect to talk to an old friend..."

"Why?"

"The secret land of the South China Sea, saved by the Immortal Master Lanmeng..."

After these words were spoken, Meng Jiao's other identity was naturally exposed, but at this time, no one dared to complain about her.

Not to mention her strength, she has saved so many young people in several secret realms.

There was even news from a secret agent of the demon clan, who raided the Demon Palace alone and took out all the private treasures of the Demon Lord...

This kind of courage is really a bit like the old ancestor Tianxuan back then...

As soon as the people from Zixiao Dan Palace left, Qingming Sword Sect also began to evacuate.

Suddenly there were only a few people left at the scene and the scene was silent.

Only a few people kneeling below did not dare to stand up for a long time, and no one dared to help them...

Even though Meng Jiao tore through space to speed up her return, she was still a step slower than the demons who had been waiting near Tianxuan to pick up Mo Yanchen early in the morning.

So when she came back, she saw the group of disciples surrounding Qingxuan Mountain.

There were also the eye-catching drops of blood in front of the forbidden door.

When Huaqin and the others received the order from the disciple and rushed over, they saw the young master exuding a cold and sinister aura, pinching Xu Kuang's neck and tightening it, questioning him.

"Am I a demon if I am like this?"

The disciples saw that Immortal Lanmeng was covered in black energy rising to the sky, which was several times more massive than the black energy of Mo Yanchen in the Shadow Stone.

But this is clearly not demonic energy...

Meng Jiao vented her anger, and all the disciples present were affected.

Xu Kuang was finally able to survive with the help of Hua Qin, but he also suffered from lifelong stupidity.

As for the other disciples, they were punished for big and small offenses. Those who formed serious cliques were either given serious punishments or expelled from the sect directly if they were dissatisfied after Huaqin investigated and dealt with them.

In the eyes of others, Tianxuan was too harsh, but in the eyes of the other two sects that followed closely behind.

Generally speaking, this will unite the entire Tianxuan community, and they will no longer jump to conclusions based on the instigation of others.

In the novel, Tianxuan Sect protects the short-lived Lan Meng Immortal Venerable,

The Immortal Master Lan Meng protects his own disciple and also protects the Tianxuan Sect.

Such a person is affectionate, righteous and capable. Why not choose him for cooperation or friendship?

On the other side, the blood pool of the Demon Palace,

Jiemie originally wanted to vent his emotions about Mo Yanchen's private vault being stolen last time, and to threaten and belittle him at the same time.

However, before he could show his pretending to be fierce face to Mo Yanchen, he saw him walking towards the blood pool with empty eyes.

Jiemie was stunned. Eh? No, this blood pool is not a swimming pool! Why don't you at least resist?

Perhaps seeing his disbelief, Mo Yanchen smiled mockingly at him as he passed by.

"You are such a despicable demon king! You are so disgusting!"

Jiemie was stunned, and the several demon soldiers who were suppressing Mo Yanchen behind him were also stunned.

The air in the entire underground magic palace seemed to be quiet...

After a long while, Mo Yanchen thought that what he said was not harsh enough, so he continued to say,

"I said you are trash, like a piece of shit, not even as good as a hair of my master..."

"boom"

Jiemie's whole body was filled with demonic energy. He kicked the man into the blood pool and then used the dragon-locking chain.

His five fingers formed into claws and quickly drew the Dragon Locking Formation. He couldn't stand it anymore. These master and disciple were too mean!

"Isn't it just that my identity was exposed and you can't have a love affair with your master? Why did you feel so hurt that you wanted to die?

Do you think I will be fooled by you? No, I will use your shameless body that tried to seduce my master to stab her heart with a sword and smash it! Smash it to pieces!"

When the dragon-locking chain touched Mo Yanchen's body, the iron ring penetrated his flesh and bones and embedded itself tightly.

Each vertebra was fastened with an iron ring all the way to the lumbar vertebrae. At first glance, it looked like his bones would burst out of his body in the next moment if they were pulled.

Iron chains came from all directions of the dragon-locking formation. The chains were stretched straight and Mo Yanchen could not move at all.

Even if it is just half an inch, the patient will suffer the pain of broken bones.

Mo Yanchen was no longer able to refute. The exploding energy rushed into his body along the dragon-locking chain because of the restriction set by Jiemie.

He used up his last bit of strength to seal the spirit platform, and before his eyes turned red, he tried to crawl towards the woman in red in the center of the spirit platform.

"Master, this time, it's your turn to protect you..."

The array disk fell completely, and Mo Yanchen stood in the middle of the blood pool, covered in blood, his consciousness completely returning to the wilderness...

While Meng Jiao was refining the spirit power of the soul-summoning flag, she checked his current situation through the system.

The sky was gloomy, the red-walled corridors...

Flames leapt and ghosts loomed...

She reached out and turned off the surveillance camera. Meng Jiao felt suffocated just by catching a glimpse of the situation, and that person would have to endure the confinement for who knows how long.

She stroked her belly and thought painfully, one year in the outside world and a hundred years of ban, she didn't know if he could make it in time for the baby to be born.

The spiritual power in her lower abdomen flashed faintly for a moment. Meng Jiao reached out to touch it in surprise, and somehow she thought of Nezha...

He shook his head and collected his thoughts, thinking to himself that this world of immortal cultivation was truly magical, how young was this little fellow and yet he already had spiritual power.

From that day on, the war between the human and demon worlds seemed to intensify as both sides tacitly kept silent.

Meng Jiao's spiritual power has reached its peak, but she is an outsider in this world and is not recognized by the heaven, so she cannot ascend at all.

While he was busy madly harvesting the lives of demon soldiers on the battlefield and absorbing them into the soul-summoning banner for refining, he also swept through other secret realms on the continent from time to time.

It was like she was checking in at a fixed time every time she went to the battlefield.

After reaching the upper limit of the Soul-Calling Banner's performance, he will leave.

Sometimes Jiemie couldn't figure out what she meant by this action, and couldn't help but go out to test her.

But he and Meng Jiao are both at the peak of their combined form. When the two fight, although Jiemie is no match for Meng Jiao's heavenly thunder power, since his original body is not there, she cannot cause any substantial harm to him.

In the end, the only unlucky ones were his few remaining magic soldiers, so they had to give up and watch her take away some of them from time to time.