Chapter 850 This Hidden Too Deep

At the same time, the members of the four major families all agreed to deal with the people from Shenjue Palace under Lan Xusheng's request.

"Kill the disciple of Shenjue Palace!" Lan Xusheng yelled!
Their purpose is the same as Lan Qingyu's, they are all people who restrain the Palace of Gods.

Immediately, the entrance to the Medicine Sect was filled with murderous aura, and the people of Shenjue Palace counterattacked passively.

It's just that the people who made the move this time were all powerful people, none of the serious disciples made the move, because they all knew that they were not their opponents at all, and even if they made the move, they might not be able to survive.

Duanmujing glanced at Mo Yao coldly, he pursed his thin lips, and did not speak, a trace of hostility flashed in his cold eyes, but he couldn't tell who it was for.

Lan Qingyu raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Lan Zhenxiao in surprise, but Lan Zhenxiao's eyes fell on Dong Yuhai and the blood alliance's power Dagang.

Her eyes turned deeply, and when she saw the person behind Lan Zhenxiao, she pursed her mouth helplessly, "Little uncle, you are back."

With a sullen face, Lan Zheng said coldly, "Kill the disciple of Shenjue Palace, I'm talking to you."

Lan Qingyu twitched the corner of her mouth, as for being so arrogant?

Lan Qingyu's movements were even more rapid and fierce. In an instant, rows of disciples lay down wherever the sword went.

Lan Qingyu has no other moves, only one move, and one move is fatal!
thump! ! !
One after another the disciples were beheaded by Lan Qingyu.

They all fell to the ground, and they were all dead before they realized it.

The Extinguishing Sword, which cuts iron like mud, is not so easy to bully. Soon, more than half of the disciples of the Shenjue Palace were lost, and with the help of people from the four major families, they quickly took down the disciples of the Shenjue Palace. people.

And tied them up, the action was really rough and tight, so that the disciples of Shenjue Palace were beaten to the point of grinning. Seeing them being beaten like this, Lan Qingyu smiled lightly.

Lan Qingyu put away the World Exterminating Sword, and looked coldly at the bound disciples of Shenjue Palace.

Mo Yao looked at Lan Qingyu with a smile on his face, and he stood quietly at the side, looking at Lan Qingyu dotingly, "Duanmujing, bring us out with you!"

Duanmujing pondered for a second, then stood up and broke free from the rope on his body.

Duanmujing respectfully walked to Mo Yao's side, cupped his hands and said, "My subordinate, Duanmujing, has met the sect master!"

Duanmu King? !

After Lan Qingyu heard the name, he couldn't help but take another look. I've seen him before, but the impression wasn't particularly deep.

Seeing Duanmu Jing now, he is really solemn and rigorous in his black robe, and his whole body exudes an aura of keeping strangers away.

"From now on, you are a member of my Demonic Voice Sect, that is to say, you don't have to go back to the Divine Art Palace." Mo Yao said in a deep voice.

In fact, Mo Yao is still a little strange, no matter whether this Duanmujing is Duanmujing from tens of thousands of years ago or his subordinate, this person is worthy of his wooing.

"Yes!" Duanmujing clenched his fists and said seriously.

Immediately, Duanmujing pulled his men out from there, and followed behind Mo Yao.

But this scene, in the eyes of the disciples of Shenjue Palace, is a huge visual impact.

It never occurred to me that Duanmu Jing, who you spend your time with day and night, is actually a disciple of the Magic Sound Sect, and no one has noticed.

This hides too deep!

(End of this chapter)

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