Chapter 510
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"Cut off the heads of those two people first," the elite disciple ordered.
Upon hearing that, the Yunxiao Sect disciples scattered and flew towards Ye Qingtang and the Blood Moon Elder at the same time.
"Sand."
Suddenly, the yellow sand on the ground flowed slowly. Almost in the blink of an eye, it condensed into pairs of withered hands that looked like ghosts and grabbed towards those Yunxiao Sect disciples.
Caught off guard, many people's ankles were grabbed by the withered hands.
"What is this thing?!"
The Yunxiao Sect disciples were aghast. The more the yellow sand hand struggled free, the stronger the restraining force.
Clank!
One of the inner sect disciples pulled out his sword from the scabbard at his waist and activated the primordial qi in his body to slash at the withered hands.
However, this slash caused a burst of sparks. The withered hands of yellow sand did not disperse and were as hard as steel. Instead, it forced that inner sect disciple to retreat a few steps.
"Buzz!"
A strange sound was heard. The withered hands of yellow sand grabbed a few Yunxiao Sect outer sect disciples tightly and dragged them into the yellow sand instantly.
The Yunxiao Sect disciples' expressions changed at the sight.
Before long, the yellow sand under their feet finally returned to its usual calmness as though nothing had happened.
"Set up the Dust Separation Formation!"
The elite disciple shouted sternly.
Very quickly, those Yunxiao Sect disciples took out a white cloud flag each.
A dazzling luster exploded from within the cloud flag.
The luster converged and formed a huge golden barrier that enveloped everyone.
The Blood Moon Elder who was not far away sneered when he saw the Yunxiao Sect disciples' movement. Subsequently, he turned to look at Ye Qingtang, who was walking in front. His eyes were filled with doubt and confusion.
"Strange …"
This barren land belonged to the dead zone, and outsiders would definitely be buried here.
But why didn't the Blood Moon Forbidden Curse attack Ye Qingtang?
On the other side, the Yunxiao Sect disciples who set up the Dust Separation Formation were not as lucky as Ye Qingtang.
"There's something strange here. Chop off Ye Qingtang's head in the shortest time possible and return!" The elite disciple said.
However, before the Yunxiao Sect disciples could take any action, the ground trembled.
Quicksand flowed slowly under their feet, and a blood tide gushed out from the quicksand.
"Tsk tsk …"
A sinister laughter came from within the blood tide, causing one to tremble with fear.
"Who is it!" A Yunxiao Sect outer sect disciple shouted as he looked at the blood tide in the sky.
"Tsk tsk … How nostalgic … Yunxiao Sect …" The blood tide in the sky gathered rapidly, and under everyone's gaze, it turned into a sinister elderly whose skin was as red as blood.
The smell of blood on the old man's body was very strong. It was like a sea of blood, making people shiver.
The leading Yunxiao Sect disciple sized him up with a frown.
"You are …" The more the elite disciple sized him up, the more confused he became. Finally, his eyes suddenly contracted. "Blood Moon Sect … one of the one hundred and eight Branch Masters, Blood Demon Branch Master!"
Although the Blood Moon Sect had been destroyed for a thousand years, who could forget the time when this world was once ruled by the Blood Moon Sect?
At the peak of the Blood Moon Sect, there were a total of one hundred and eight branches with a total of one hundred and eight Blood Moon Branch Masters. There were also thirty-six Blood Moon Division Heads, twenty-four Blood Moon Elders, and three Blood Moon Guardians.
In that era, every single one of them was an extremely terrifying expert. With a stomp of their feet, the entire continent would tremble.
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