I quit the sect and became a demon cultivator. Master and Sister kneel down to beg for forgiveness.

"Guardian?"

Zheng Siyan was horrified. Li Changqing's protector was actually a spirit, and the aura was much stronger than Xin Xueyi's.

"Stop her!"

A strong sense of fear spread throughout his body, and he shouted.

After receiving the order, the elders immediately rushed towards Bai Ji. Zheng Siyan raised his palm to the sky, and the sound was like thunder.

In a moment, the entire Holy Fire Sect was in motion, and countless people rushed in from outside the hall like flying birds.

Zheng Siyan sent out a signal that was only used when the sect was in danger. He wanted to mobilize the entire sect to strangle Li Changqing.

The great sage Bai Ji is not someone that a few people in the hall can deal with. If the entire sect does not unite, they will probably be wiped out.

At this moment, he understood why Li Changqing dared to be so arrogant and break into the Holy Fire Sect with Xin Xueyi.

It turns out there is such a powerful protector!

From this we can understand why the strength of a sect or country depends on the number of saints.

If there were a few great saints, they would be able to look down on the world. If there were strong men at the level of emperors, they would be invincible in this world.

"A bunch of ants, dare you stop me?"

There was a greedy look in Bai Ji's eyes. These people would be nourishment to her soul.

The hall was shrouded in mist, and screams were heard everywhere, and the bodies were shattered in an instant.

Bai Ji was holding one person in each hand, cruel and bloodthirsty. She had never felt so happy since she came to this world!

Zheng Siyan kept swallowing his saliva as blood and flesh flew everywhere. Anyone who fought against Bai Ji would eventually end up like this.

But the tragic scene before him made him feel extremely uncomfortable in his stomach.

It’s too brutal, this spirit is comparable to the devil!

"Everyone, come at me! Even if we have to fight to the last man, we must stop this evildoer!"

Zheng Siyan roared loudly, his voice trembling.

To deal with Bai Ji, he could only use the human wave tactic to hold her back, while he could concentrate on dealing with Li Changqing.

Zheng Siyan understood that the soul must be attached to the magic weapon. As long as he could stop her long enough, he would be able to kill Li Changqing.

When the original owner of the magic weapon dies, his soul will dissipate.

"Li Changqing, you are trying to destroy my sect. How can I let such a vicious and cruel person leave alive?"

Zheng Siyan led the other elders and approached step by step. The murderous aura in the hall increased, and the roof and beams were shaking.

Li Changqing saw through his plan and without any further ado, unleashed the mighty Wanxiang Sword.

The elders who pounced on him had their blood almost stagnated under the pressure of the sword.

The crackling sound continued.

The huge sound of sword began to echo, and the elder walking in front had his momentum shattered into pieces and scattered all over the ground.

The fear in his pupils spread, and his body was instantly pierced with thousands of holes. With a bang, it turned into a bloody mist and dissipated.

The strong smell of blood filled the air, and the elder who arrived later couldn't help but look panicked and took a few steps back.

"With me here, what are you afraid of?"

Zheng Siyan roared when he saw that they were about to retreat.

He let the elder go first, intending to test Li Changqing's strength. He was convinced that he had a great sage to protect him, and this boy definitely had a trick up his sleeve.

As expected, Zheng Siyan discovered that the Divine Wandering Heaven Realm was definitely not his true strength. He had never seen a Divine Wandering Heaven Realm with such powerful spiritual power.

Upon hearing the sound, the remaining elders did not dare to retreat and rushed forward.

The Holy Fire Sect's main hall could hold at least three to five hundred people. Now it was packed with people pouring in, creating a chaotic situation.

Li Changqing summoned the Divine Dragon King Cauldron and smashed it over.

There was another burst of flying blood and flesh, and seven or eight people were knocked back from the door of the hall. The disciple who was about to fly into the hall was knocked out in an instant, and a pile of corpses piled up at the door.

The killing in the cultivation world is extremely cruel!

"This is your trump card, right? An immortal-level magical weapon?"

Zheng Siyan became fierce. It was rare for a cultivator in the divine heaven realm to possess such a powerful magic weapon.

He was even more shocked that someone could activate such a magical weapon!

"I came to the Holy Fire Sect to investigate a case. Since you don't appreciate my kindness, I will wipe out your entire family!"

Li Changqing thrust his sword forward as fast as a meteor, and blood spurted out from the brow of an elder in front of him.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

They were both in the realm of divine wandering, so why was Li Changqing's skill so much higher than his? Breaking his aura was as easy as breaking tofu.

He fell to the ground with a thud, his eyes wide open. The Divine Dragon King Cauldron above him absorbed his soul and melted it into the cauldron.

Li Changqing was full of vigor and kept throwing out the Dragon King Cauldron to break the attacking momentum. The Wanxiang Sword Technique in his hand was like an afterimage.

Chi Chi Chi!

He managed to carve a bloody path through the encirclement of Shenyou Daxiu, and the bloodstains on the sword were dyed red as if it had been soaked in blood.

There were more and more corpses piling up at the entrance of the hall. The disciples who had not yet entered kicked the corpses away one by one and rushed into the hall.

"After killing so many people, do you still have the strength?"

A hint of cunning appeared in Zheng Siyan's eyes.

Li Changqing frowned as he watched, "You are a saint after all, your power surpasses mine, yet you let the sect's disciples take the blame for you?"

"Although I am a saint, you have an immortal-level magic weapon after all. If I don't consume you, it will not be easy to kill you!"

Zheng Siyan sneered, "Killing people requires thinking. I think it's enough now. Please, Sixth Prince, go to die!"

After saying this, he flipped his palm, holding a black iron Pojun spear, his steps were as fast as a swimming dragon, and the spear was like thunder.

There was overwhelming anger amidst the killing.

Looking at his disciples being killed one by one, his heart was bleeding. Were all his years of hard work going to be destroyed in an instant?

They were clearly being surrounded and killed, but now the situation has been reversed, as if the entire 1,800 people of the Holy Fire Sect were being surrounded and killed by Li Changqing and his two companions.

If the rumor gets out, it will be a great shame and humiliation!

The saint's aura was wrapped in the tip of the spear, constantly shattering the sword force spread out by Li Changqing. Every time it was about to pierce his chest, it was stopped by a strong golden light.

"What kind of freak is he? My Xuantie Pojun Spear can't even penetrate him!" Zheng Siyan's face was full of ferocity. While he was attacking frantically, horror flashed in his eyes.

Li Changqing stretched out his divine body, and the Divine Dragon King Cauldron began to rotate around him, and those who attacked were smashed to the ground.

Including Zheng Siyan's Xuantie Pojun Spear, which was repeatedly blocked by the Dragon King Cauldron.

Although the saint's skills were strong, he was unable to break the momentum of the immortal-level magic weapon, and he immediately became very anxious.

Li Changqing saw that time was passing by minute by minute. Bai Ji's soul had been out for a long time, so he needed to end the battle quickly.

The Wanxiang Sword was swung more violently, and the power of the Tiangang Divine Shield in his body burst out. The Wanxiang Sword was filled with balls of blazing flames.

Back then, he was tempered by Li Zhengyang's Desperate Fire in Quexian Tower, and later he devoured the Divine Fire Formation in the Immortal Pointing Road Inn. His Wanxiang Sword has taken on a different form.

It can be regarded as an advancement of this sword technique!

Zheng Siyan was stunned. "My Saintly cultivation is no match for a mere Wandering Heaven Realm cultivator?"

His disadvantage is that he has no rival magical weapon!

Magical instruments have a profound effect on cultivators, often allowing them to unleash strength beyond their current level.

But not everyone can obtain the magic weapon. Qu Qiunong can have the magic weapon because he is from Tianxing Palace, but Zheng Siyan is not so lucky.

Although he had cultivated to the Saint Realm, he was still unable to find a magical weapon that matched him. The Xuantie Pojun Spear in his hand was just a ninth-grade divine weapon.

Li Changqing noticed that Zheng Siyan was afraid, so he carried the Dragon King Cauldron and moved forward like a hurricane.

The Divine Dragon King Cauldron made a humming sound, and then a dragon roar was heard, and it turned into a dragon shadow that flew out, circling in the hall, and everything it encountered was shattered to pieces.

puff!

Zheng Siyan's aura was shattered by the Divine Dragon King Cauldron. He spat out a mouthful of blood, pain appeared in his eyes, and the shadow of death seemed to hang over his head.

"Li Changqing, do you really want to fight my Holy Fire Sect to the death? If you give up today, I can put in a few good words for you to the Dark Alliance. Otherwise, you will face the pursuit of the entire Luanhun Mountain!"

"You're wrong. I went into the mountain this time to subdue the entire Luanhun Mountain and investigate the murderer of Chen Qian. This was just an opportunity!"

Li Changqing revealed his intentions. Li Zhan had already proved for him that he did not kill Chen Qian, so there was no need to track down the murderer. But he insisted on doing so. Was he bored?

"Then let's fight to the death!"

Zheng Siyan roared, and suddenly a stream of red color surged from his palm. He rubbed it across the gun body with force. The Xuantie Pojun Gun immediately became red as if it had just been tempered in a fierce fire, with flames rolling all over.

Li Changqing's pupils contracted. "This is the Fire Burning Technique. The Holy Fire Sect is indeed connected to the murderer who killed Chen Qian!"

"Stop talking nonsense and see how you can resist. This is my special Fire Cloud Divine Spear!"

Zheng Siyan shouted loudly, and he and his gun merged into a fire dragon, sweeping over.

The raging flames rolled in the hall, and the Holy Fire Sect disciples around him were instantly reduced to ashes!