I, the ninth grade county magistrate, scare the empress to tears at the beginning!

"This is the fluctuation of spiritual energy... What magical method did you use?" On the way, the high priest of the Nether Sect was accidentally swept by a palm wind. The aura on his body fluctuated and he was injured. He hasn't been injured in many years, and today is the first time.

And what surprised him was that the opponent's palm wind just now contained not only the "Shura Divine Art", but also spiritual energy attached to it, which led to his misjudgment, unable to dodge, and was hit by that palm wind.

"Ah! Ah!"

Xiao Xuewei didn't give him a chance to adjust his breath and continued to attack. The high priest's hair was messy and half of his mask was broken, revealing half of his ferocious face.

"Don't think I'm afraid of you!" The high priest of the Nether Sect stopped defending and faced Xiao Xuewei head-on.

The battle between the two was so exciting that countless masters on the ground felt frightened even when they watched it from a distance.

"Mr. Lu's wife is really brave and good at fighting." Zhu Bai, the Crown Princess of Yan State, exclaimed.

The high priest of the Nether Sect is one of the best masters in Youzhou. In the state of perfection, he has mastered the power of incense and wishes, and has also practiced the secret methods of the Nether Sect. However, he was suppressed by Xiao Xuewei, and gradually showed a trend of decline.

You must know that the secret method of the Nether Sect is very heaven-defying. If more than a dozen ninth-level masters join forces, they can fight against the great master. The high priest of the Nether Sect has reached the level of a grand master himself, and with the help of secret techniques, his fighting ability is beyond doubt. He severely damaged Jian Shi with one move. At this moment, he is in a state of embarrassment and his defeat is certain.

"The high priest of Netherworld Religion has lost his breath!"

"It's over. The high priest was killed. The woman in the red dress is so powerful."

"The battles of the Grand Master's Perfect Realm are beyond what ordinary people can imagine. The Grand Master's Perfect Realm is called a peerless master, and he is worthy of his name."

In the sky, there was another ball of terrifying fire, spreading, and the aura of destruction was heart-stopping. The high priest of the Nether Sect was swallowed up by the flames and lost all his breath. The crowd watching on the ground burst out in exclamations.

"Everyone, run! The woman in the red dress is rushing over here!"

At this time, a sudden change occurred. Xiao Xuewei actually slashed seven or eight bright sword beams at the crowd on the ground. The silver sword light is poignant and moving, but everyone knows that the terrifying power contained in it is enough to kill countless people!

"Seventh Sister, these are innocent people, we can't kill them!" Ning Xiaoyu shouted, she was so anxious that she burst into tears.

Once those sword lights hit the ground, the people gathered in large numbers will die tragically. In this way, innocent people will be killed indiscriminately, and they will be despised by the people of Youzhou, which will damage the reputation of the master. The more terrible consequence is that they will be despised by the master.

"Xuewei, calm down!"

Ning Youruo, Shen Shiyu, Lin'er, and the three beauties took action together and tried to block it, but as soon as they made contact, they were repulsed by those sword rays. The combined strength of the three women was unable to compete with it.

"Madam." In the end, Lu Yuan took action and stopped the sword light. After he spoke, Xiao Xuewei regained consciousness, but fell from the air due to exhaustion of physical strength. Lu Yuan held her in his arms and returned to Fushun Restaurant.

"That Mr. Lu is really awesome. He is our savior."

"It was so dangerous. I thought I was going to die just now."

"Master Lu just flicked his sleeves and swept away the sword light. Such a method is unheard of."

The people of Youzhou who were surviving the disaster were discussing the critical situation just now and discussing this year's sacrificial ceremony.

"The Nether Cult is not a good thing. I will tell my family when I get home!"

"The Nether Cult uses us, enslaves us, and controls our spirits and hearts. This is clearly the method of the cult!" "Do you think this method is very similar to the method of the Blood God Cult? Use the method of mind control to cultivate A fanatical believer who works hard for the Blood God Cult!"

"It's impossible. The Blood God Cult has been extinct for thousands of years, and the leaders of the Blood God Cult are all dead. I haven't heard of any news of the Blood God Cult's resurgence."

"No matter what, this year is the last sacrificial ceremony, and no one will worship the Netherworld Cult Master in Youzhou again."

Ning Youruo, Shen Shiyu, and Lin'er took Ning Xiaoyu and Youzhou County Governor Luo Yangqiu to deal with the aftermath.

With the support of Sanmei, Luo Yangqiu has the confidence to do things. An order was issued on the spot to arrest all the informants and fanatical believers of the Nether Sect and put them in the dungeon. Some of those who resisted were shot dead on the spot.

Luo Yangqiu said: "The three ladies and Miss Ning ran away from a few minor priests of the Nether Sect. I have sent people to chase them."

"Have you found the body of the high priest?" Ning Youruo asked.

"No, it's probably turned into ashes."

Ning Youruo didn't quite agree with this statement. The Grand Master has reached the perfect state and separated from the mortal body. Even if he dies, there will always be some clues left behind. Even if it is a trace of martial arts will, it is impossible to leave nothing behind.

So she thought that the high priest of the Nether Cult had escaped.

And what everyone saw next confirmed her suspicions again.

When handling the eight clay pots sent by the Shura Palace, she used her magical power to transmit messages to the eight former elders of the Shura Palace and told them the outcome of the war.

Although the eight elders had their mouths, ears, and noses cut off and their skills disabled, they were all masters of the Grand Master after all. They successfully received a ray of thought transmitted by Xiao Xuewei and learned the ins and outs of the matter.

When the eight elders heard that Xiao Xuewei had returned and wanted to avenge them, they shed excited tears of blood. It is not difficult to see the joy and happiness on their disfigured faces.

And one of the elders, through some unknown method, actually sent back two pieces of information to Ning Youruo.

The first message was that they did not believe that the high priest of the Nether Sect would be easily killed by Xiao Xuewei, so Ning Youruo reminded Xiao Xuewei to be careful with this person.

The second message was to beg Ning Youruo to help Xiao Xuewei and finally give them a happy life. They persisted for more than ten years without dying just to wait for this day, waiting for Xiao Xuewei to come back and avenge them.

"Eight elders, please rest assured. The three of us and your leader Xiao Xuewei are all married to Lu Yuan. Now we are a family. We will naturally fulfill your wishes." Ning Youruo agreed to the eight elders' request.

He also added: "Actually, my husband came to Youzhou this time just to help Xuewei and eradicate the traitors in the Shura Palace. The Shura scholar and the high priest will not be able to live for a few days. Oh, I forgot to tell you, husband He is already in the realm of land gods, unrivaled in this world!"

Upon hearing the news, the eight elders of the Shura Hall's Criminal Law Hall opened their mouths in unison. Even though they had no tongues, Ning Youruo could still read their extremely shocked emotions!

"Eight elders, have a safe journey."

Ning Youruo used her true energy to condense the flames and cover the eight clay pots.

The raging fire quickly cremated the eight elders. (End of chapter)