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Chapter 1257 Nether Division!
"Brother Yang, it seems that we are going to split up. You take your junior sisters and sister Ying and leave first. We will stay and deliberately distract them."

Lu Hequan said solemnly.

The people of the Yinhun Cult can catch up so quickly, there must be some masters among them, if there is a real fight, it will be a fierce battle.

Before Qin Yang could speak, Zhang Xueying suddenly grabbed Lu Hequan's arm and said firmly, "No, I'll stay and help you, I won't leave."

Sensing the concern and firmness in the woman's eyes, Lu He was moved in his heart, patted her on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Yingmei, I won't have any accidents, you and Brother Yang go first, wait until I get rid of the Yinhun sect people, I will make peace with you, and I will never break my promise."

"Brother Lu..."

At this time, Qin Yang said, "We divide our troops into two groups, and they will naturally divide into two groups to pursue them, not to mention that they mainly pursue women."

"That's right, Brother Lu, if the members of the Yinhun Sect are not fooled, then we will be even more dangerous." Zhang Xueying nodded.

"Hmph! None of you can escape!"

At this moment, a shrill voice suddenly floated closer, like a ghost.

The sound was piercing, piercing into the ears, and the knock made half of the body weak. Lan Yuexiang, a few ordinary people without cultivation, almost pierced their eardrums, and fainted from the pain.

At the same time, the sky was slowly covered by a layer of black clouds, and the sun was gone. The blood-stained yellow paper slowly scattered in the sky, as if this area had become a tomb.

"This voice is... Nether Division!"

Lu He's complexion changed drastically, and he hurriedly activated the Flying Armor Artifact, wanting to leave here as soon as possible.It's a pity that there is a thin barrier around them blocking their way, trapping everyone inside.

"Who is the Nether Division?"

Qin Yang was puzzled.

Zhang Xueying clenched her pink fists, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes, and she said calmly: "The Nether Division is one of the two guardians of the Yinhun Sect. It is said that it is more than 400 years old, and its strength is unknown.

However, he once slaughtered all the two major families and six sects in the ancient martial arts world by himself.It can be seen that in the devil world, his strength can definitely be ranked in the top ten. "

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Even if Qin Yang didn't care anymore, he would be taken aback when he heard about this man's feat.

If he really wiped out two families and six sects by himself, his strength is at least around the late stage of distraction, which is higher than him.

"Damn, why is the Nether Division here? Are we going to die here today? It's a pity that the uncle is not here." Zhang Xueying whispered annoyed, a little desperate.

Lu Hequan comforted: "Sister Ying, we will be able to leave safely."

Just as he was speaking, countless figures gradually appeared in the distance.

These people were like shadows, appearing and disappearing, and their bodies were occasionally twisted. When Qin Yang took a closer look, he found that there were countless paper figurines flying slowly towards them with paper lanterns in their hands.

And among these paper figurines, there were a few young women in white clothes with flower baskets filled with yellow paper charms hanging between their arms.

They were extremely pale and expressionless, and from time to time they grabbed the yellow paper in the basket and threw it into the sky.

In addition to the paper figurines and these young women, there are also ten black-clothed men lingering in evil spirits, guarding a sedan chair with a hundred curtains covered with yellow paper charms.

The people in the bridge were covered by the curtain and could not be seen at all.

And those who carried the sedan chair were four half-naked big men with iron chains under their feet. Their eyes had been gouged out, leaving them empty.

This scene is a hundred times more shocking than those ghost special effects in the movie.

What is in the movie is just vision, but right now, all five senses can feel the cold atmosphere, the faint smell of blood, the sky full of yellow paper charms and paper figurines, and the screams of crying and laughing in the ears...

It was like being in hell, full of despair and panic.

The two little girls, Lan Yuexiang and Xiao Qianqian, were so frightened that their delicate bodies trembled, with a bit of fear on their faces, they hid behind Qin Yang, not daring to look.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Qin Yang cursed secretly, and took out his long sword with a particularly dignified expression.

Originally, he didn't intend to reveal too much strength, but unfortunately now he can only fight. It is completely impossible to expect Lu Hequan and his disciples from the Dragon, Tiger and Lion Sect to defeat the enemy.

Fortunately, Qin Yang has a picture scroll on his body, so he can put Meng Yutong and the others in it at critical moments.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

A hoarse and ear-piercing laugh came from the sedan chair.

"There are not many people who live in seclusion." The person in the sedan chair hissed, "What mission do you have when you come out this time, don't tell the old man, you are here to see the scenery."

"Master You Ming, as a powerful venerable in the demon world, it would be disrespectful for you to embarrass us junior disciples, and you have so many subordinates, you think highly of us."

Lu Hequan raised his voice and said, with a look of sarcasm in his eyes.

"Since you have already called this old man the Devil Realm, I don't need to bother with the so-called moral identity."

The person in the sedan chair sneered, "It's easy for a hermit to come out, and something big will happen if you go out. It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, I will arrest you and torture you slowly."

"Hmph, it's useless to arrest us, we're just here to investigate the destruction of the barrier." Zhang Xueying said flatly.

"Jie Jie... I don't believe it..."

The person in the sedan chair laughed harshly again, "The destruction of the forbidden barrier has little effect on your seclusion, and you will not come out on purpose to investigate this insignificant matter."

Zhang Xueying bit her lip, glanced at Meng Yutong and the others, and said loudly: "Master You Ming, what you want to arrest is us, it has nothing to do with others. These younger sisters are just my saviors, let them go."

"Since I have entered the Netherland of the old man, there is no reason to leave. These girls have pure aura, and they are good materials for refining the cauldron furnace. Isn't it a pity to lose them like this?"

"you--"

Zhang Xueying's bright eyes glared angrily, her face flushed.

"The Nether Division!"

Lu Hequan drew his sword and pointed at him, angrily said: "If you dare to oppose us, Dragon Tiger Lion Gate and Duanxianya, aren't you afraid of bringing disaster to the Yinhun Cult?"

"Then the old man will try!"

Swish!Swish!
Suddenly, those paper figurines all attacked Lu Hequan and the others, like white catkins whizzing all over the sky, each paper figurine was like a sharp sword, so people dare not underestimate it.

"The tiger roars in the heavens!"

Lu He's face was solemn, he threw out his long sword, and quickly danced his hands, quickly knitting together, transforming into complicated seals.The other disciples also recited the martial art formulas one after another, and more than a dozen long swords rose into the air.

With a roar of a terrifying tiger, the long swords were automatically arranged in an arc, and within the arc, there seemed to be a five-color giant tiger more than three meters high rushing out, shaking the world.

The five-color giant tiger raised its head and roared angrily, and jumped into the paper figurine, biting and trampling it wantonly!

The strong spiritual energy fluctuations exploded in the arena as the paper figurines were torn apart one by one, and the strong wind that was generated raged like a gust of wind, blowing the surrounding yellow papers to pieces one after another.

Qin Yang took out the scroll and stared at the battlefield closely. If something went wrong, he immediately put Meng Yutong and the others into the painting.

(End of this chapter)