"What's going on?"

Peanut's sudden warning roar made all the disciples who woke up look confused and slowly looked towards Peanut's head.

Before Yan Wubian could ask what happened to Peanut, Yan Tianyu's voice rang in everyone's ears.

"Someone is coming!"

As soon as Yan Tianyu, who raised his eyebrows slightly, finished speaking, everyone noticed that several figures were ejected from a mountain peak in front and below, flying quickly towards their direction.

"Is there really someone who is not afraid of death and is ready to rob me?"

Yan Wubian's eyes darkened, and murderous intent emerged in his heart.

"Eh!"

However, Yan Wubian soon realized that something was wrong, because he found that the fastest figure in the front was Nangong Mi'er, who had been separated from him not long ago.

The person behind him looked like he was from the Netherworld Holy Cult from the way he was dressed. In this case, he was actually chasing Nangong Mier. This discovery made Yan Wubian shocked and angry.

"court death!"

With a roar, Yan Wubian's figure rose into the sky, bringing with it a whistling sound that broke through the air, and met Nangong Mi'er who was heading in their direction.

At the same time as Yan Wubian swept out, Yan Tianyu and Long Jianyi also left Huahua's back and followed closely behind Yan Wubian.

"Brother Wu Bian!"

At this time, Nangong Mi'er, who looked a little pale, did not expect that he would meet Yan Wubian in this place, and couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

"die!"

With a wild roar, the thunder-attributed spiritual power in Yan Wubian's body burst out, pouring into the sky-shattering thunder dragon gun that appeared in his hand at some point, and the powerful Nine Saints of World-Destroying Divine Thunder was cast by him.

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"boom!"

A roar like a thunderbolt from the blue came from high in the sky, and then, several lavender thunder pillars suddenly emerged from the void and blasted towards the figures behind Nangong Mi'er.

The sudden thunder and lightning offensive obviously caught those members of the Netherworld Holy Cult a little unprepared. However, these people were obviously not weaklings and had absolutely rich combat experience. After realizing that something was wrong, they stopped immediately.

A defensive formation was formed, and bursts of dark spiritual power surged out from both hands, instantly turning into a huge light curtain, protecting several people within it.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The collision between the thunder pillar and the black light curtain instantly caused a huge explosion sound. Then, the black light curtain shook for a while. When the thunder pillar disappeared, it also cracked and disappeared into the air.

The disappearance of the black light curtain caused the three people inside to groan in unison, especially the two at the end, who seemed to be weaker and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"withdraw!"

Looking at the three people of Yan Wubian who were approaching, they seemed to feel that something was not good. A hoarse old voice suddenly came out from the mouth of the Netherworld Holy Cult member who was pursuing them at the front.

As the words fell, this man, who was obviously an old man from the Netherworld Holy Cult, turned around without any hesitation. A layer of dim spiritual power emitted from his body, and then his body suddenly accelerated and turned into a blurry figure.

Appeared six or seven feet away in an instant.

"kill?"

With a roar, Yan Wubian's figure was like a shooting star, quickly passing over the head of the oncoming Nangong Mi'er. Before the other two members of the Netherworld Holy Cult could react, he passed them and quickly headed towards Feiyi.

The old man from the Netherworld Holy Sect chased after him.

The more he chased, Yan Wubian found that with his own speed, he could not catch up with the figure in front of him. Not only did the distance between the two sides not get closer, but it was getting further and further away.

At this time, Yan Wubian realized that he had underestimated this person. Since this person could catch up with Nangong Mi'er, who was known for his speed, his speed in movement skills was naturally no small feat.

"Heavenly Sword Wuhen!"

The Heavenly Sword that had already appeared in Yan Wubian's palm swung forward fiercely, and a sword beam exuding a terrifying aura slashed out from the Heavenly Sword in an instant and disappeared into the air in a flash.

At this moment, the old man from the Netherworld Holy Cult who was escaping in front seemed to sense the approaching danger. The hairs all over his body couldn't help but explode, and his expression immediately changed.

"The Great Method of Transforming Blood!"

As soon as the old man shouted, his neck turned red under the scarf, and a layer of faint blood mist suddenly erupted from the pores all over his body, shrouding the old man. His speed, which was already reaching the limit, once again increased by one.

The grade caused waves of whistling sounds, and in a flash, it disappeared from Yan Wu's eyes.

With a "chi la" sound, just as the old man's body turned into phantoms and disappeared in place, a sharp sword pierced through the void above him and hit him at his original position.

"Humph, you're lucky!"

Looking at the old man who had used the secret method and disappeared before his eyes, Yan Wubian couldn't help but snorted slightly, and at this moment, two muffled sounds came from behind him.

Turning around, Yan Wubian saw that the other two members of the Netherworld Holy Cult who had not had time to escape were blasted into two masses of blood mist in the hands of Yan Tianyu and Long Jianyi, and were completely destroyed.

"Mi'er, haven't you returned to Murong's house? Why are you being hunted down by people from the Netherworld Holy Cult?"

Looking at Nangong Mi'er, who was pale, covered in sweat, and obviously over-consumed, Yan Wubian asked immediately as he returned.

"We were attacked by a sneak attack, and many of our brothers and sisters were killed."

Yan Wubian's question made Nangong Mi'er's face immediately show a sad look, and then he told what happened one after another.

It turned out that after the Murong family left the Long family, they headed towards Shutucheng where they had returned to the Dongzhou teleportation array. Unexpectedly, within a short time, the Netherworld Holy Cult troops who participated in the qualifying competition also caught up with them.

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The Murong family was not surprised that the men and horses of the Netherworld Holy Sect were heading in the same direction as them, because Shutucheng also had a teleportation array leading to the Northwest Continent of the Netherworld Holy Sect.

Although Xiang Xiang is one of the eight major forces, because the Netherworld Holy Religion has always been very mysterious and its reputation is not very good, basically no one from all the forces has a close relationship with them. Therefore, for the Netherworld Holy Religion,

After arriving, the Murong family still remained vigilant.

Not only that, as the overlord of Dongzhou, due to the large number of dark creatures, the Murong family has basically been encircling these dark creatures in recent years.

As time went by, through various clues, the Murong family finally discovered the dark creatures that appeared in Dongzhou, as if someone was manipulating them.

And all these clues point to the Netherworld Holy Cult as the manipulator behind the scenes.
Chapter completed!