When those captured disciples saw Wang Meng and the others, they were calling out to the master of the sect.

Wang Meng's face was extremely ugly. He said to Qiu Xian in front of the Beast King Sect: "You are a late-stage cultivator of the Nascent Soul stage, so this is too despicable!"

Before Qiu Ying could reply, Rong Xu took the initiative to take responsibility and said, "Wang Meng, these are all my ideas! Didn't you scream so happily just now? Call again!"

Rong Xu said, slapped him on the face of the disciple named Zhang Bin next to him. Four bloody teeth flew out of Zhang Bin's mouth. His swollen right face formed a sharp contrast with the other side.

"Disciple!" Seeing the disciple suffering, Xu Yin could only feel sad in his heart. He could not speak out now, let alone express his emotions, because this would harm these captured disciples.

Wang Meng gritted his teeth and said, "Rong Xu, these people have no background, and their cultivation is only around the early stage of the Golden Pill. According to the rules of the external hidden world, as long as they leave my Beast Control Sect, if there is no deep hatred with them, they can be released."

Rong Xu seemed to be trying to return all the humiliation he suffered in front of him, but he refused to give in: "Wang Meng, they don't want this way of life. Didn't you hear it? They are still calling your sect leader and the elders behind you as masters. Doesn't this mean that they are still related to your Beast Control Sect!"

Wang Meng laughed and said, "No matter how much I say the Beast Control Sect is, it is the first spiritual beast sect outside the Mist Forest. It is much more respectful than the messy sects that are combined together. These people left my Beast Control Sect with fear of death. When they met again, they called me the sect leader and the elder behind me called Master. But they called me that they called me, but we didn't recognize it. These people have nothing to do with my Beast Control Sect."

Rong Xu saw that Wang Meng was still stubborn at this time, and he was not annoyed. He took out a brown magic sword from the storage bag and walked slowly to the first disciple who was captured. This disciple was Fu Chao who was recognized first. Rong Xu used the magic sword to press the back of Fu Chao's neck and said, "Master Wang, you also said that the Beast Control Sect is the first spiritual beast sect outside the fog forest. Since you don't like them, why don't I kill them directly so that you won't be upset."

Wang Meng was about to say that the magic sword in Rong Xu's hand had already been slashed down, and the disciple named Fu Chao was chopped off his head without even begging for mercy.

The bright red blood splattered on the rolling head. Fu Chao's eyes were dying with grief and anger among the Beast Control Sect, and also made the captured disciples struggle in panic.

Rong Xu did not stop, but he continued to walk to the disciple named Xu Mu next to him.

The disciple couldn't escape, so he had to beg for mercy and said, "Sect Master Rong is kind! Sect Master Rong is kind! I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"

Wang Meng said in a deep voice to Qiu Xian: "Qiu Xian! If today's incident is spread, you, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, should not walk around in the outer hidden world."

Qiu Jian sat on a wide chair with a calm expression: "Wang Meng, you can't talk nonsense. I sat here without even moving, no one except you deserved my action."

Rong Xu also said at the right time: "The things today are all done by the sect leader of Diyuan Sect in the late stage of the Jindan period. I just want to see how many heads the Sect leader Wang Meng will be soft-hearted when I cut off the first one. Of course, with your concentration, I believe that even if all the twelve captured people here are dead, you will not blink."

Rong Xu's words not only took everything, but also put Wang Meng in a position of ignoring the life of his disciples. Don't talk about hatred and danger, even Song Rui, who had disliked Rong Xu before, also looked at him with admiration. Song Rui felt that even if a person like Rong Xu was not happy, it would be better not to offend him on the surface, because such a person has not very high cultivation, but he has a bad stomach and will harm you at any time.

Song Rui was still thinking about how to alleviate the embarrassment with Rong Xu in the Beast King Sect, and Rong Xu's magic sword was already on the back of Xu Mu's neck.

Xu Mu moved in fear. Before Rong Xu's magic sword could be cut, the back of his neck had already been cut and bleeding. He was so scared that he was incontinent because he was too nervous.

Rong Xu used his sword with disgust and Xu Mu's head fell to the ground. He then stood aside the sword, made seals with both hands, and burned Xu Mu's body into ashes with fire magic.

After doing all this, Rong Xu picked up the magic sword without saying a word and walked towards the next captured disciple. It was Zhang Bin, who had four teeth slapped by him before.

Xu Yin looked at his disciple who was about to die and his fists squeaked.

Wang Meng knew that Zhang Bin was Xu Yin's beloved disciple. Although Zhang Bin and the others chose to leave the Beast Control Sect when the disaster was about to happen, it was not wrong for them to survive in the early stage of the Golden Pill. Wang Meng said, "How can you let them go!"

Rong Xu was waiting for Wang Meng. He inserted his magic sword to the ground and said to Wang Meng: "I don't expect that the lives of these ten disciples can make you surrender to the Beast Control Sect. Otherwise, if you come out alone to fight our Qiujian Elder, I will give you these ten lives."

Wang Meng was about to agree, but Xu Yin and others advised: "Sect Master, be careful of fraud!"

Qiu Xian said to the surrounding Beast King Sect’s sect: “Wait until the king comes out, my Beast King Sect will come out, if anyone dares to act without any action, I Qiu Xian will definitely tell him to die!”

After hearing this, Wang Meng said to the Beast Control Sect behind him: "Don't worry. I have the forest deer on my body, and my opponent will be in danger. He can't do anything to me."

Xu Yin and the others also heard Qiu Ying's order to the Beast King Sect, so they had to say, "Sect Master, be careful!"

Wang Meng nodded and then first showed up the Sun and Moon Yin Formation. At the moment when the formation barrier was about to be closed, he sent a black and white token engraved with the Sun and Moon pattern to Xu Yin inside with spiritual power: "Elder Xu, wait, open the magic circle when you see the opportunity, I will protect those disciples first."

"Yeah!" Xu Yin took the black and white token and said.

Wang Meng came to the center of both sides and said to Rongwei: "I am already here, you can let them go first."

Rong Xu raised questions and said, "How do I make sure you won't retract the Sun Yang Moon Yin Formation immediately after saving someone?"

"Do you think I am you? When did I, Wang Meng, count what I said, have never counted! And I have been so angry that I just took the risk of revenge to practice my skills!" Wang Meng shouted angrily.

Rong Xu paused, nodded and said, "Okay! Anyway, it will be a matter of time before my Holy Soul Sect unifies the northern part of the outer hidden world. If you dare not keep the agreement, you will only bear the double anger of my Holy Soul Sect!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Let people go!" Wang Meng said.

Rong Xu waved his hand and his subordinates let go of the ten captured disciples of the Beast Control Sect.

The ten captured disciples rolled and crawled back to the direction of the Beast Control Sect. Zhang Bin, who was swollen on his right face, fell to the end, and his legs were trembling, and he staggered and fell beside Wang Meng.

Wang Meng sighed softly, and he helped Zhang Bin up and said, "Let's go back to the sect first."

Zhang Bin's eyes were tearful and he focused his head.

Suddenly, Wang Meng sensed a wave of spiritual power from above, and he knew that Qiu Jian had taken action.

Wang Meng grabbed Zhang Bin with his left hand and drew several talismans in the void in front of him with his right fingers. When the last talisman was formed, Wang Meng raised his right hand upwards, and the green grass at his feet grew up like endless spiritual power was injected into it.

Qiu Ying's figure appeared in the air. The long black sword he held in his hand was like a bamboo. After cutting off the giant grass leaves that were wrapped around him, his body and the long sword slashed at Wang together.

"The deer spirit merges - merges!" A sound of deer sound stirred up from Wang Meng's body. A green vertical mark suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, and two brown deer antlers also appeared on both foreheads.

Wang Meng was about to block the black long sword that was rushing into the air with his half-human and half-clawed right palm that condensed in advance. A heart-wrenching pain came from the palm of his left hand.

At the same time, Qiu Xian's long black sword had already fallen, and Wang Meng had no time to raise his palm to greet him.

The long black sword was like a clanging sound on the same weapon. Both sides retreated backwards evenly, and Zhang Bin, who was holding his left hand, also shed his robe and Qiu Jian when Wang Meng fought against each other.

Rong Xu, who was on the Beast King Sect, burst into laughter when he saw this.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the Beast-Driving Sect was about to go over to rescue him when he heard Wang Meng say, "Don't start the formation!"

Just when Xu Yin and others were wondering why Zhang Bin was with Qiu Ying, they found that Wang Meng's left hand was hanging there as if it was destroyed, and red blood patterns appeared on Wang Meng's left back neck.

Wang Meng looked at the palm of his left hand, and the half-small needle exposed outside made him feel chilled. He didn't understand and said, "Why?"

Zhang Bin, who had already fallen on the Beast King Sect, replied: "Sect Master, if you don't kill you for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth, I just want to survive. Even if I go back to the Beast Master, I will still be waiting for death in the end. Why don't I agree to the request of the Sect Master Rongxu? As long as I can hurt you with spiritual poison, they will give me a bright future."

Wang Meng pulled out the spiritual poison needle in the palm of his left hand, but the spiritual poison had already walked through his left half of his body with his spiritual power. His left face bulged out terrifying red blood lines. In the pain and itch, Wang Meng couldn't help but scratch it with his half-human and half-clawed right palm.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Wang Meng's natal spirit beast forcibly controlled his right hand, and only heard Zulin Lu shouting to him: "Don't move! This spirit poison devours your spiritual power and sucks blood in your body into the blood pattern. If you scratch a blood pattern, the blood in your body will explode along the gap."

Wang Meng endured the pain on his left half of his body, and at this time he discovered something even more terrifying. That was the perception and vision on his left body were quickly disappearing.

"Sect Master, come back quickly!" Xu Yin and others in the Beast Control Sect were shouting anxiously. None of the Beast Control Sect disciples who fled back to the Riyang Yueyin Formation were put in. They were afraid that there would be other secret tricks among these disciples.

Qiu Xian saw that Rongxu's plan succeeded, and time came again at the You hour in the evening. How could he miss such a great opportunity?

"Demon Sword - Open the Mountain to Slash the Sun!" Qiu Ying raised the long black sword in his hand, and a three-meter-long spiritual sword energy condensed instantly. He waved the sword without hesitation, and the terrifying black sword energy cut out a brilliant red light like cutting the surrounding space, and fell straight to Wang Meng's face with the force of opening the Mountain to Slash the Sun.

Now Wang Meng's right eye was infected with spiritual poison and turned into a blood-red color. His eyes were already dark, and he could only rely on his feelings to block the enemy and kill the enemy.

Wang Meng turned his head left, and his right forehead antler was the first to touch Qiu Xian's sword energy. Wang Meng and Lin Lu, the body, had a thought. He immediately stretched out his right palm and slapped the sword energy. Wang Meng flew out with the sword force.

But the nine disciples of the Beast Control Sect who fled back to the Sun Yang Yueyin Formation were not so lucky. They were all broken into blood foam under the Kowtow Killing move, and the Sun Yang Yueyin Formation also inherited the remaining power of this move, and the ground in the Beast Control Sect shook slightly.

"Elder Qiu, kill him soon! As long as Wang Meng dies, our Holy Soul Sect's great cause will be accomplished!" Rong Xu's words were exactly what all the Beast King Sect members present.

A monk from the Beast King Sect shouted together: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

This is also the last sound coming from Wang Meng's ear before his hearing disappeared. The fear caused by his loss of vision and hearing made Wang Meng constantly wave his right palm.

In the eyes of Qiu Xian and others, Wang Meng was like a blind man struggling dying in the darkness.

Xu Yin and others were extremely anxious to see it. Xu Yin ignored anything else and used the black and white token to open the formation barrier outside the Beast Control Sect's mountain gate.

Wang Meng shouted with some emotion: "Xu Yin, don't come out! I, Wang Meng, will die with the Beast King Sect today!"

After Wang Meng said that, the Nascent Soul Little Man in his Dantian burst out with a green light at the same time as him.

When Xu Yin and the others saw that Wang Meng had burned the Nascent Soul, they rushed out and shouted: "Sect Master, don't!"

"I am worthy of being the leader of the sect, it's really cruel!" Qiu Xian did not dare to underestimate the power of the cultivator in the late stage of the Nascent Soul. He immediately took back his pursuit and attack halfway.

Song Rui looked ugly and said, "I am afraid my Beast King Sect will suffer heavy losses if I explode like this!"

Rong Xu gloated in his heart and said, "As long as Wang Meng dies, he will be like a rootless duckweed. His self-destruction can also destroy Song Rui's majesty!"

Qiu Jian, who teleported back to the front of the Beast King Sect team, shouted to everyone: "Design the formation!"

Taking Qiu Jian in the east, the middle-stage elders of the Holy Soul Sect, Liu Zhu and Zhao Ke, separated the teams to the south and north. There were five early-stage elders of the Beast King Sect in the Beast King Sect as the fulcrum. Finally, in the west, the power of 272 golden elixirs and 689 foundation-building monks raised a purple formation barrier in all directions of the entire Beast King Sect team.

Looking at Wang Meng who was rushing towards him without hesitation with the burning power of the Nascent Soul, Qiu Fei showed a cruel smile on his face: "It's over."

"No!" The disciples who were halfway through the Beast Control Sect were unwilling to accept this result.

Just then! A red figure rushed out from the mountain gate of the Beast Control Sect, and Xu Yin and others were knocked to pieces by it halfway through.

An elderly voice came from Wang Meng and Zulin Lu's heart: "I'm not dead yet, are you so anxious? Stop your mind and I will destroy the power of the Nascent Soul that you have ignited."

"Ancestor of Flame Python!" Wang Meng and Zulin Lu both revealed the identity of the person.

I saw a thirty-foot-long python that opened its bloody mouth like a can soaring into the air, swallowing Wang Meng, who rushed towards the Beast King Sect's magic array. There were six giant red horns of different lengths in his forehead. Its eyes were cold and swept across the Beast King Sect, then it swung its huge tail and hit the formation barrier in front of Qiu Ying with a bang. Its body also flew back to the Beast King Sect's mountain gate.

The formation barrier of the Beast King Sect was trembling, and a large area of ​​Beast King Sect built the foundation in the west, and the Jindan period sect vomited blood and fell to the ground. What's strange is that the Nascent Soul cultivators were standing there like nothing wrong, but the smile on Qiu Ying's face fell when the red figure appeared.

"Greetings to the ancestor of the Flame Python!" Xu Yin and others got up from the ground and saw that the hexagonal red flame python came out to rescue Wang Meng. They knelt on the ground to salute.

"Get up." After the hexagonal red flame python said to Xu Yin and others, he looked at Qiu Xian, "What a spiritual formation for the same life! He actually used the sects in the west to carry out injuries. You are really everyone's style. Hahaha..."

Listening to the sarcastic words of the hexagonal red flame python, Qiu Yingmeng Bu Hanshuang said: "The first generation of the Beast Control Sect protecting spirit beast is still alive!"

The hexagonal red flame python teased and said, "Boy, when I succeed in snake shedding again, I'm afraid even you can survive to death."

Qiu Xian refused to give in and said, "I'm afraid that Wang Meng in your mouth will die before me! He is the late-stage Nascent Soul Spirit-Snatching Blood Curse. When his spiritual power is completely gone, the blood curse will spread throughout his body. I think you will continue to use your snake letter to hold him in his mouth or spit him out in fear!"

The hexagonal red flame python laughed and said, "You don't have to worry about this. With me here, your bullshit Spirit-Snatching Blood Curse can only scratch him."

After the hexagonal Red Flame Python finished speaking, it stopped talking to Qiu Xian. It protected Xu Yin and others into the mountain gate of the Beast Control Sect. After entering, Xu Yin immediately used a black and white token to operate the formation barrier in front of the mountain gate.

"Scatter the formation!" Qiu Xian waved his hand and all the spiritual power supplies in the four directions of the spiritual formation of the same life were removed.
To be continued...