Su Chen's strength is probably comparable to that of some Holy Lords and Imperial Lords.

"Your Highness."

"In my opinion, it's better not to provoke Su Chen easily. The strength of the few of us is no match for Su Chen!"

Speaking of which.

The old man paused and continued:

"We should take the lead in informing the clan and the Qin family now."

"Anyway, we have found Qin Hao's whereabouts. We have completed the mission. The rest of the matter can be left to the strong men of the clan and the Qin family."

"Well, what you said makes sense."

The young man from the Spirit Tribe nodded gently when he heard this.

Judging from the current situation, Qin Hao and the others cannot be killed.

Su Chen's strength was so terrifying that they couldn't handle it at all.

In addition, the influence of their spiritual clan in this territory is too weak.

"You should send a message to the clan now, and we will just rob the contents of the Sutra Pavilion and then withdraw."

The young man from the Spirit Tribe pondered for a long time and then warned.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

The old man saluted respectfully.

then.

A jade slip appeared in his hand.

However.

at this time.

A violent breath came out, echoing between heaven and earth.

The Sutra Pavilion, which was originally shrouded by the remaining formation, was now completely exposed to everyone's sight.

Even though countless years have passed, this Sutra Pavilion is still standing here.

"The formation is gone!"

The old man suddenly turned around, stared at the Sutra Pavilion, and said solemnly.

Originally, he thought that the formation of the Sutra Pavilion would still take a lot of time.

Unexpectedly.

With the cooperation of these formation masters, the formation was broken so quickly.

In just a few days, the ancient remnants of the formation have been completely destroyed.

"I, the Wuji Demon Sect, want this place!"

at the same time.

A faint voice sounded from the sky.

Only seen.

Above the sky, an old man appeared.

His robes were blown by the strong wind.

Under his feet, the power of flesh and blood turned into a vast ocean, boundless.

The elder of the Wuji Demon Sect stood in the center of the sea of ​​blood and slowly raised his hand.

A huge palm appeared, covering an area of ​​thousands of miles.

He slowly grasped it with his palm, intending to take away the entire Sutra Pavilion.

Although no one has entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to explore.

But most of the people present believed that there are still some magical skills and magical powers of the Shenmo Sect in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

otherwise.

It is impossible for this formation to survive for such a long time.

"This is the third elder of Wuji Demon Sect, Tang Huo!"

"It is said that his strength is at the peak of the quasi-sacred realm!"

"Hmph! So what if you are strong?"

"Wuji Demon Sect? Isn't it a bit too domineering?"

"Haha, those who do unrighteousness will be punished by themselves. The Wuji Demon Sect just suffered a big loss at the hands of Su Chen and wants to regain its place with us. Does he think we don't have strong people here?"

"..."

Many people around him were extremely angry.

Except for some big forces, the other cultivators have not even had a drink of soup so far.

They have been waiting for the Sutra Pavilion to open, trying to find some skills and magical powers.

But it's better now.

The third elder of Wuji Demon Sect cut off everyone's thoughts as soon as he took action.

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