The Devil's Wife, I Just Want to Survive

In the blessed land, the old man who was talking shut up, and then looked at his fellow disciples around him: "This Wang family is cruel, what do you think?"

Xu Zhengyang's face was gloomy, and he directly sent a voice to Bu Nanzi: "Brother Wang, I am Xu Zhengyang from the Xuanming Sect. You are so kind, as long as it is not too much, I agree on behalf of our Xuanming."

Bu Nanzi's eyes moved slightly and looked in a certain direction. This glance seemed to see the blessed land where they were across thousands of miles.

In the blessed land, among the eight people, spiritual power gathered in the center and condensed into Bu Nanzi's phantom. Seeing this, the eight people all looked gloomy and stood up directly.

The phantom Bu Nanzi stood with his hands behind his back and said indifferently: "My Wang family has no grudge against you Xuanming. This time, either let my grandson vent his anger and kill 30,000 people, or you fight with my Wang family to the end."

After the voice fell, none of the eight people spoke to make a decision.

Seeing this, Xu Zhengyang clasped his fists and said, "Senior, we cannot agree to this. We have already agreed that you can kill 40,000 disciples. If you kill another 30,000, it will be difficult for us to recover within 30 years!"

Bu Nanzi looked at Xu Zhengyang and said, "Kill another 30,000, plus three spirit stone mines as compensation."

Xu Zhengyang gritted his teeth and said, "Spirit stone mines are fine, but 30,000 is not enough. We also have powerful people in the Yuxu realm here. If we really want to fight to the death, we can do it!"

Bu Nanzi snorted coldly and the shadow disappeared: "Then kill another 20,000, plus three spirit stone mines, and this matter is settled. You, don't force me to do it!"

When Bu Nanzi's shadow disappeared, an old female cultivator said in a deep voice: "Zhengyang, you are reckless."

Xu Zhengyang looked displeased: "You all didn't speak just now, but he is in the Yuxu realm!"

"Among us, only our master is in the Yuxu realm!"

"He dares to expose his cultivation, so how deep is the foundation of his Wang family?"

"Can our master expose it?"

"I still say that if the disciples die, we can take them back, and if there are fewer resources, we can rob them. If a few of us are missing, then the Xuanming Sect will be really finished!"

After Xu Zhengyang finished speaking, he snorted and crossed his knees again without saying anything.

In the outside world, Bu Nanzi crushed the soul of Chen Zhouyu who kept begging for mercy with one hand.

In this way, a generation of Chongxu realm masters of the Xuanming Sect fell directly.

Looking at the leader of Xuanming Sect who retreated in fear, Wang Que shouted coldly: "Now your supporter in Chongxu Realm is dead, where is that old bitch? Hand her over quickly!"

Mo Lan's face changed several times, and finally gritted his teeth and issued an order: "Discipline Elder, capture Peak Master Qi Hongling!"

Soon, the Discipline Elder on the battlefield flew over with a terrified face: "Sect, Sect Master, Qi Hongling escaped two days ago, and what she left in her cave was a puppet!"

"Puppet?!!" Mo Lan grabbed the Discipline Elder by the collar : "Where did she escape to!"

"Reply, report to the sect master, no, I don't know."

Wang Que sneered: "Okay, okay, is this the way to play it?"

"I don't care whether you are protecting me or not today, someone has to solve the problem of your Xuanming Sect chasing me!"

"What is that old bitch called Qi Hongling? It's okay if she runs away, you guys stay here!"

Wang Que turned and looked at Bu Nanzi: "Grandpa, we are here, kill more!"

Bu Nanzi smiled and didn't say anything, just stood there quietly.

The killing continued on the battlefields around!

In the distance, the Xuanming Sect's sect master was shaking and his heart was bleeding, but at this moment he had no way out.

After discussing it before, the Supreme Elders decided that Chen Zhouyu would take the lead and let 40,000 disciples go to die.

This method, first, gives face to the Wang family, and second, makes up for some face of their Xuanming Sect.

Because no matter what, they, the Xuanming Sect, also fought. As for the fact that more people died in the end, they were not as strong as the Wang family. There was nothing they could do about it.

But now, the Wang family wanted to kill again, which he could not accept.

But at this moment, whether he could accept it or not, the situation was like this, and the fact was like this.

Qi Hongling caused trouble and actually ran away privately...

Sect Master Mo Lan's murderous intent almost exploded his heart!

He really didn't expect Qi Hongling to run away secretly. It was a pity that he had been with her for the past few years... Humph!

Suddenly, Sect Master Mo Lan received a message from the Supreme Elder. After receiving the instructions from the Supreme Elder... Mo Lan gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, standing still!

But at this moment, most of the disciples of the Xuanming Sect had no intention of fighting.

The Supreme Elder of Chongxu Realm was crushed by others, so how could they fight this battle?

If there was hope, they would fight desperately, but now there is no hope at all.

A powerful person in the Yuxu realm is enough to crush these ants!

On the battlefield, once they have this mentality, they will not be far from collapse.Now, the elders of the Wang family have formed a one-sided massacre.

If there is a ground bridge realm, the elders of the Wang family will show the sky bridge realm. If there is no ground bridge realm, these elders will all be ground bridge realm. These elders...

Twenty thousand people are a lot, but the killing is fast!

When the mountains were full of corpses, the leader of the Xuanming Sect gritted his teeth and shouted: "Enough!"

Bu Nanzi sneered and raised his hand: "Elders, take a break."

The battlefield was quickly separated, and the disciples of the Xuanming Sect were already demoralized.

"Wang family, do you really think that no one in our Xuanming Sect can deal with you!"

Bu Nanzi just smiled and said nothing.

The elders of the Wang family also wiped the blood off the magic weapon without caring...

Mo Lan felt sad when he saw this, but he was the sect leader, so he could only bite the bullet and continue to save face: "Let's stop here, otherwise my Xuanming Sect will make you never come back!"

Bu Nanzi turned his head and looked at Wang Que: "Que'er, how are you now?"

Wang Que looked at the corpses on the mountain and nodded: "It's great."

Bu Nanzi coughed twice and didn't answer immediately.

Mo Lingqing, who had just returned from the fight, was full of murderous intent. Her cold voice was transmitted to the Xuanming Sect: "My husband is not a bloodthirsty person. The Xuanming Sect is also the largest sect in Nanzhu. If we continue to fight, both sides will suffer."

"But you chased us and forced us to the brink of death. We also spent a huge price to survive. You, the Xuanming Sect, have to pay for these costs!"

Wang Que also reacted: "Yes, I almost died. You have to pay!"

Mo Lan said coldly: "How much!"

Wang Que raised his hand, and Mo Lingqing directly stretched out her hand to press down Wang Que's hand and said: "Four spiritual stone veins!"

Bu Nanzi's eyes moved slightly, and his eyes were more appreciative.

Wang Que transmitted his voice: "Isn't this a bit too much? We have killed 50,000 or 60,000 of them."

Mo Lingqing did not speak, but stared coldly at the leader of the Xuanming Sect.

Mo Lan said in a gloomy voice: "Three, or we will fight again. This time, our Xuanming Sect is going to be serious!"

After he finished speaking, thousands of miles away from the Xuanming Sect, the aura of the people, the ground, and the sky bridges rose to the sky.

On the battlefield, the morale of the disciples whose main force was Yuan Dan was greatly shaken. They had not thought that there were so many strong people in the sect!

"Our Xuanming Sect is really strong. We actually have so many backups!"

"With so many backups, we might as well fight with the Wang family!"

"Master, we won't pay, we will fight with them!"

Mo Lan cursed stupidity in his heart when he heard this, but at this moment he could only pretend not to hear it and spoke again: "There are only three seats. You can decide. Either accept them and leave, or fight us to the death!"