Chapter 509
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The Blood Moon Elder was taken aback and suddenly recalled that his current body was that of the Xuanling Sect disciple, Zhou Qu … This Zhou Qu was only in his twenties. How was he as old as before?
"You are Ye Qingtang!" The elite disciple said again with an imposing manner.
"No." Ye Qingtang shook her head.
"You still won't admit it when you're about to die?!" The leading elite disciple sneered and opened the portrait in his right hand. "No matter how you disguise yourself, I will still be able to recognize you."
"Since that's the case, why are you still talking nonsense?" Ye Qingtang scoffed.
"A mere disciple of a small sect dares to challenge the dignity of my Yunxiao Sect. You will definitely be struck by lightning today!" The portrait in the leader's hand was crushed into powder by the primordial qi.
"Kill!" The leading disciple waved his hand. The sect's order was to bring back Ye Qingtang's head. There was no need to keep her alive!
"Wait!" Ye Qingtang suddenly said.
"What last words do you have!" The leading disciple laughed coldly. In his eyes, Ye Qingtang was already a dead person and he was not afraid that she could escape.
"Before I die, I want to give all of you some gifts." A cold smile emerged in Ye Qingtang's eyes.
As he spoke, the talisman hidden in his palm began to burn.
"Roar!"
As the talisman finished burning, waves of soul-stirring roars suddenly rang out from the void.
In the next second, a dozen giant bats that were as black as ink flapped their wings and arrived.
"An array formation within a talisman … Psychic Incantation?!"
The eyes of the leading disciple flickered coldly.
The dozen or so bats were all formed by a formation divine ability. They were incomparably huge and had a human face and a bat body. They looked rather horrifying.
In at most a few breaths, the fifteen Yunxiao Sect disciples had already killed the giant bat formed by the Psychic Spell.
However, Ye Qingtang and the Blood Moon Elder had already disappeared.
"Senior Brother, they ran away," a Yunxiao Sect disciple reminded.
"Good, I want to see if they can escape from my palm!" The leading elite disciple clenched his right fist.
At that instant, Ye Qingtang and the Blood Moon Elder had already dashed out of the lone forest. In front of them was a boundless barren land.
There didn't seem to be any vitality in this barren land.
This was an ominous place.
The moment they entered, they felt terrified and uneasy.
The aura of death had already merged with the air. It was as if there was an endless amount of cold air shrouding the air.
Every breath he took was a torment for him.
The desert under their feet seemed to have a life of its own, quietly swallowing the hopes of those who came uninvited.
"Be careful. This barren land is under the Blood Moon Forbidden Curse. Even an inconspicuous sand can devour the vitality of living beings. If you are not feeling well, speak up soon." The Blood Moon Elder looked at Ye Qingtang and said.
"Cut the crap. Let's go." Ye Qingtang didn't even look back.
The Blood Moon Elder was slightly taken aback as he stared at Ye Qingtang's back view. Confusion filled his face. Ye Qingtang did not seem to be affected by the Blood Moon Forbidden Spell.
"Whoosh!"
At the same time, more than ten Yunxiao Sect disciples also followed Ye Qingtang and the Blood Moon Elder to this barren land.
"Strange …" The leading elite disciple frowned slightly. "How come I didn't know that there was such a barren land here … I've never heard of it."
Not far away, the Blood Moon Elder could not help but snicker when he saw the Yunxiao Sect disciples.
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