Elder Meng Qi's body was broken and his face was pale.
Blood dyed his body red, and one of his arms disappeared without a trace.
If it was any more serious, he would have been killed.
Elder Meng Qi, are you alright? The warriors of Demon Imperial Palace hurriedly went up and surrounded him.
At the same time, they fed him pills.
Meng Qi's face was pale as he gritted his teeth. He was truly terrified.
Because under normal circumstances, so what if he lost an arm? It could grow back in an instant.
His injuries could also be healed instantly.
One had to know that their demon bloodline was very strong to begin with.
But now, he couldn't do it.
There was a terrifying sword intent left on his wound, preventing his broken arm from growing back.
It was already very good that he could resist the sword intent with difficulty.
Unless he erased the sword intent, he would not be able to recover.
Otherwise, his injuries would become more and more serious. This made him even more terrified. What kind of sword technique did the other party use? How could it be so terrifying!
When the people of Demon Imperial Palace detected this situation, their expressions were also solemn.
Damn it!
Who was it?
Which imperial dynasty was it from?
Was it the Great Xia Dynasty?
Because they knew that the Great Xia Dynasty had an extreme weapon, the golden sword. Therefore, there must be an extreme weapon imitation among the people from the Great Xia Dynasty this time.
Perhaps these sword qi were to prevent the golden sword from injuring him.
It wasn't someone from the Great Xia Dynasty. Meng Qi swallowed some pills and recovered quite a bit. At least, he temporarily suppressed the injuries in his body.
He gritted his teeth and said, "It's the kid that the Saint asked us to monitor.
What? Are you talking about that Lin Xuan from Immortal Palace?
How could he have such a terrifying sword technique?
That's not right! It shouldn't be!
Was he also the one who let out the dragon roar earlier?
How could he have the aura of the dragon?
The people of Demon Imperial Palace were stunned. Meng Qi was even more stunned. He didn't know. This kid was too strange.
I even suspect that he has the bloodline of the dragon race.
Bloodline of the dragon race!
This was impossible!
The elders of Demon Imperial Palace exclaimed. Even their Demon Imperial Palace only had the bloodline of the flood dragon at most.
They didn't have the true bloodline of the dragon race at all.
Perhaps only the Nest of 10,000 Dragons had it.
Huo Tiandu's face was gloomy. Damn it, he didn't expect this guy to be so strong.
Yan Ruyu's eyes flickered as if she already knew about this.
Elders, treat Elder Meng's injuries first and get rid of the sword intent in his body.
Let's go!
Huo Tiandu gave a few instructions, then led the large group and quickly set off.
That was because they wanted to see who had unleashed that terrifying power that shook the heavens and earth.
It wasn't just the Demon Imperial Palace. At this moment, everyone had gathered.
Lin Xuan frowned. Shen Jingqiu and Murong Qingcheng, who were sitting cross-legged, opened their eyes.
How is it? You didn't get interrupted, did you? Lin Xuan asked with concern.
The two women shook their heads. Fortunately, they had memorized everything.
Big Brother Lin Xuan, don't worry, I'll remember it all. Shen Jingqiu smiled.
That's good.
Lin Xuan heaved a sigh of relief. With a wave of his hand, he wanted to put away the treasure map.
However, at this moment, a roar suddenly came from afar.
Good stuff!
Six dao patterns! This is mine!
A huge hand that blotted out the sky descended from the sky, wanting to take away the treasure map.
You're courting death!
Lin Xuan was instantly enraged. His figure flickered, and he instantly grabbed the treasure map and put it into the Black Earth.
At the same time, the Crimson Dragon activated the formation to resist.
Xing Tian even threw out a punch.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Another fierce collision sounded. The figure was forced back and yelled in anger.
Damn it! How dare you stop us? Are you tired of living?
Hand over the treasure obediently, or I'll send you to the eighteenth level of hell!
The Twin Princes of Middle Ground!
Hearing that, Lin Xuan frowned. Why did they appear?
They didn't go through the middle passage!
Could it be that the people from the other two passages were also here?
He was very confused, but he didn't have time to think too much because the Twin Princes of Middle Ground were charging over in the sky again.
The pitch-black demonic qi turned into a death scythe and slashed down. On the other side, the Celestial Treasure Wheel also fell mercilessly.
They were courting death!
Let's attack together!
Lin Xuan snorted coldly, then slashed out with his sword.
The Crimson Dragon swung its dragon tail, and Xing Tian threw out a violent punch. Murong Qingcheng and Shen Jingqiu also made their moves.
It was five against two. The Twin Princes of Middle Ground were instantly sent flying and vomited blood.
The golden light and the boundless demonic qi in the sky dimmed.
That attack could be said to be earth-shattering.
This caused everyone's gazes to turn toward them.
That was because the energy was too terrifying. They all thought that the earth-shattering sound from before was that energy.
Therefore, many people flew over in a flash.
When they saw the Twin Princes of Middle Ground flying back, everyone stopped in their tracks.
They were bewildered.
Heavens, what kind of energy was that? How could it send the Twin Princes of Middle Ground flying in an instant?
It wasn't just that! Didn't you see that they were vomiting blood?
Everyone was stunned. The elders and powerhouses of the various sacred grounds didn't dare to approach at all.
The Twin Princes of Middle Ground had the strength of a Chosen. Moreover, he was one of the most powerful Chosen.
However, he was sent flying back while vomiting blood.
Who dared to move forward?
In the sky, the Twin Princes of Middle Ground flew backward for a long time before they stopped.
"Ah!"
The two of them were so angry that their lungs were about to explode. They charged over again.
However, they were soon sent flying again while vomiting blood.
Moreover, their injuries were more serious than the last time.
This caused everyone to be stunned.
The Twin Princes of Middle Ground were so angry that they roared. The golden light and demonic qi on their bodies quickly healed their broken bones.
However, the two of them didn't attack again. Instead, they flew over.
When they saw the other party's lineup, their eyelids twitched.
No wonder the two of them couldn't defeat them.
Damn it, there were three Chosen on the other side!
In addition, there was a peerless powerhouse and a very strange snake. Each of them was a terrifying enemy.
If they joined forces, the two of them wouldn't be able to defeat them at all.
The others also saw clearly that the terrifying attackers were Lin Xuan and the other four. They sucked in a breath of cold air.
The previous tremors weren't caused by them, were they?
Lin Xuan looked at the figure in front of him and asked in a deep voice. Why are you here? Where are the people from the other passageways?
Hearing that, the surrounding martial artists from the sacred grounds also came back to their senses.
That's right, the middle passageway didn't have the Twin Princes. Could it be that the people from the other two passageways had also come?
Sure enough, more and more figures flashed in front of them. Obviously, they were the people from the other two passageways.
At that moment, they were all injured. Some of them were dim, while others were excited.
It seemed that this path was filled with opportunities, fortuitous encounters, treasure hunting, and killing.
There were obviously fewer people in that group than when they first entered. It seemed that the other two passageways weren't safe either.
Everyone gathered here. When they saw that Lin Xuan and the other four were surrounded, they all rushed over.
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