Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

Everyone took the Black Sword back to the backyard of the side hall of Youhuang Palace.

Before I even stepped into the backyard, I could smell a strong smell of blood in the air.

The shattering sound was mixed with sobbing, which made people feel inexplicably tight in their hearts.

As soon as I stepped into the backyard, I saw that the house without a roof was torn into pieces, revealing the barrier inside.

The gray-white barrier lost its activity and shattered all over the ground.

There were also many dry bones and various bone utensils, which were all moved out one by one.

The thinly clothed female monks were covered in wounds and were helped out by their families.

Mrs. E Xun came out supporting a woman with disheveled hair. She didn't have any serious injuries, but she looked a little exhausted.

Wu Ya and Chief E Xun couldn't believe their eyes.

Wu Ya even rushed directly in front of the woman, "Aunt! Aunt!"

E Xun Ziwu shrank subconsciously, then slowly looked up at Wuya.

"Wuya?"

"Yeah, it's me! Auntie, are you okay?"

When Chief E Xun, who was holding the black sword, discovered that his sister was really still alive, a strong look of joy flashed in his eyes.

But when he saw the scars all over his body, the anger in his heart surged like a huge wave.

"Black Sword! I'm going to kill you!"

The black sword was in great pain and released a powerful wave of magic power, which actually broke free from the hand of Chief E Xun.

He drew out the two long swords from his back and stared coldly at the people in front of him.

Pu Qie arrived with a large group of demon soldiers. When he saw the scene before him, he immediately stopped them:

"Don't do anything! There's something fishy about this matter. Hand the black sword over to the Tingwei Division of Youhuang Palace, and we will definitely give everyone justice!"

Finally, he added:

"The Black Sword is highly valued by Prince Wan. Prince Wan is fair and selfless, and will definitely return it..."

Before he could finish his words, he was hit on the side of the face by a shoe.

The woman who was supported by Venerable Viper threw the only shoe left on her foot hard.

"Bah! Screw your 'weirdness', everything you see now is the truth!"

She turned her head and stared at Hei Jian. "Hei Jian is a damn eunuch. Because he was injured and impotent, he captured talented female cultivators everywhere to torture them."

She gnashed her teeth and said, "You bastard, even if you capture more women, you'll still be a soft egg that can't get hard!"

"I'll fuck your ancestors for eight generations!"

The one who was speaking was Venerable Venerable Venerable Venerable Venerable Venerable Venerable, Wanniang. She had been a concubine for two years before Venerable ...

So she especially cherished the opportunity to practice, but now it has all been destroyed by the black sword.

Hei Jian felt a dull pain in his chest due to her words, and anger surged from his feet to his head.

The shocked looks from the people around him made him feel even worse than death.

"Bitch, you're talking nonsense!"

As a woman, Wanniang speaks more aggressively and boldly than other women.

"I wanted to sleep with you so I could have a few peaceful nights, but you're such a wimp that even after drinking half a pot of aphrodisiac, it didn't work. You're just wasting my time!"

After saying that, she pushed the Venerable Viper beside her hard.

"Chop this piece of shit into pieces for me, or you'll never get into my bed again!"

The demon people are tough and the monks don't care about "chastity" at all.

At this moment, Venerable Venerable Viper was only concerned with checking the injuries on Wanniang's body from head to toe.

"The wounds on your body..." Venerable Viper's eyes burst into murderous intent, "Did he hit you?!"

"When she was first captured, she was beaten every day until General Ziwu came." Late years old turned to look at E Xun Ziwu, "She has a demonic body and is born to attract evil spirits."

"He couldn't defeat General Ziwu, so he drugged General Ziwu to confuse her mind. But as long as General Ziwu fell into a coma, the evil spirit would emerge uncontrollably."

"Black Sword is frightened to death by the sudden appearance of evil spirits every day. He hides in his bed and cries. It's so annoying!"

Everyone: "………………"

Black Sword: "You are talking nonsense! You are clearly being driven to ecstasy by me!"

In his later years, he rolled his eyes and went to push Venerable Serpent.

"Grab his crotch! Go grab his crotch! Fuck him!"

The Viper helped her sit down, then swung his long sword and slashed at the Black Sword.

Pu Qie still wanted to stop it, but the people around him were already very excited, and all the swords, machetes, sticks and clubs were aimed at Hei Jian.

Park Cheol even got slapped in the face for being too close.

I wanted to find foreign aid again, but after looking around, I found that all the foreign aid I could find was fighting on the court.

It's over, it's all over!

The power that Prince Wan had cultivated in the court over the years has now become a mess.

Thinking of this, Park Qie couldn't help but curse in his heart.

The damn eunuch Heijian actually captured all the female monks on their side.

It is said that rabbits don't eat grass near their burrows, but I didn't expect that he would actually pull up the grass near his burrow.

He sat casually on the chair brought by Baichuan Menghu, holding the ear cup in one hand and drinking sips.

Right in front of her, dozens of gusts of wind of different colors were blowing towards Black Sword.

Hei Jian was the first personal guard, but facing the siege of so many people whose cultivation levels were similar to his or even slightly higher than his, he was completely unable to resist.

He crushed a talisman, and there were forty or fifty talismans waiting for him on the other side;

He held up the barrier shield, and more than thirty flying blades were shot at him;

Just as he was about to attack from close range, countless fists came at him from all directions...

However, within just a cup of tea, Black Sword was stabbed several times, the magic vein in his left hand was severed, and his right foot was twisted at a strange angle.

He collapsed on the ground, purple blood spread all over the ground.

Park Cheol looked at Feng Chengliu Jun for help, but Feng Chengliu Jun did not respond at all.

"Wait a moment!"

Wanniang called out to Venerable Viper who was about to go up to check out the Black Sword. She walked over, grabbed the long sword on the ground, and called the other sisters to join her.

"Come on, let's kill him together!"

Those female practitioners who originally needed help came up one after another.

More than twenty female cultivators did not use any magic power, but used their most simple fists to beat him into a pulp.

All demons, both men and women, are physically strong, and even women are born with supernatural powers.

They had been controlled by Black Sword with drugs before, and their bodies were sore and weak. Now they had just recovered some strength and immediately sent Black Sword on his way.

E Xun Ziwu also staggered over, poked his head out and just glanced at the black sword.

The pupils of the almost dying Black Sword suddenly contracted.

He shouted intermittently: "Ghost, ghost! Go... away... don't, don't come near... me..."

Black Sword opened his mouth, his eyes were empty and lifeless, and he was no longer breathing.

Wanniang raised her hand, wiped the blood splattered on her face, and led her sisters to solemnly perform the highest ritual of the demon clan.

"Thank you Saint!"

When she came out just now, she heard Venerable Viper briefly explain the cause and effect.

If they were not the saint, they would still be locked in the dark barrier until their death.

Although she was mentally strong, facing this endless torture, she also thought about dying.

But fortunately, she waited!

The other female cultivators behind them also knelt behind Wanniang and Ziwu, "Thank you, Saint! I will never forget your life-saving grace!"

"We are willing to serve as slaves to repay the Saint!"

The aristocratic families who were watching could never have imagined that things would turn out like this.

The once glorious First Guard was first exposed for imprisoning his fellow Taoist's wife.

Now he was beaten to death.

This is not only a slap in the face of Prince Wan, but also a challenge to his authority.

Now, more than twenty female cultivators from aristocratic families knelt on the ground to thank the saint, and some even offered to serve her as slaves.

The Great Elder's gaze penetrated the crowd of onlookers and fell on Ren Yi, who was sitting in a chair drinking tea.

This saint was by no means as ignorant of the world as they imagined.

I'm afraid he's a ruthless character.

He coughed twice and slowly stood up.

She did not ask the female monks to stand up immediately, but looked down at them from above.

"I don't need a servant to serve tea and water. What I want is a comrade-in-arms who can share life and death with me!"

Wan Niang: "He has drained all our cultivation. We will be useless when we get out."

Ren Yi walked up to Wan Niang and patted her on the shoulder.

"It's not like your magic veins are broken, if your cultivation is gone, just start over again!"

She looked at E Xun Ziwu again, "In the Three Realms, strength is everything! Remember, the only one who can protect you is yourself."

E Xun Ziwu's eyes lit up, and she bowed solemnly to Ren Yi again, "Thank you, Saint!"

Wanniang suddenly burst into laughter, "Saint, I like your personality! After we have practiced well, I will follow you in the future!"

Dozens of female cultivators have stayed together in the barrier for several years and have long become as close as sisters.

At this moment, Ziwu and Wanniang’s words represented all of them.

He glanced casually at the black sword that was beaten to pieces.

"It's a shame that I can't hear you congratulating me, but it doesn't matter."

She turned to look at Fengcheng Liujun, "And the head of Fengcheng family."

Feng Chengliu Jun narrowed his eyes and his fingers tightened slightly unconsciously.

"Saint, be careful with your words! I walk upright and sit straight!"