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"We're here."

The hall master gazed at the misty entrance of the forest.

The group of eight jumped off the board and looked at the cultivator in front of them.

"We haven't seen each other for many years. The two hall masters' cultivation has become even more amazing!"

Zhou Linyuan smiled happily at Xi, his expression bright and sincere.

The leaders of the three factions had met before.

After the pleasantries were over, he went straight to the main topic at hand.

"In order to clear the mist within the Heart Forest, we need to take out the treasures of our ancestors." Zhou Cheng took out a piece of black cloth. It was a piece of black cloth. Ancient patterns flickered on it, giving it a black luster.

The Vermillion Bird Hall Master took out a piece as well and Elder Qing carp followed closely behind.

When the cloth piece was taken out, there was an attractive force that caused the three pieces of cloth to form a single piece. A clearly visible Eight Trigrams Diagram was born.

The eight trigram diagram emitted a black and white light, shining on the fog.

In a split-second, it disappeared into thin air. The endless fog seemed to have been blown away by a strong wind.

The forest was eerie and eerie. Even though the sun was high up in the sky, the light from the sun was blocked by the black clouds.

As the group of disciples carefully entered the forest, the surrounding trees began to emit a black air current, and the leaves on the trees were also black. After walking for a while, everyone saw a dried up well in front of them.

The timid girl had already lost all color from fright.

When Elder Vermillion Bird looked back, he saw a white fog behind him. He knew that if he wanted to leave the forest again, he had to gather all three groups of mysterious cloth pieces. There was no other way.

"Two hall masters, there is a large group of demon spirits up ahead. Are their hearts moved?" Zhou Lin Yuan looked at the mists overlapping with each other again. A fierce face appeared on his face as he stared at the people from the Spirit Flame clan with a vicious gaze.

The Vermillion Bird Hall Master suddenly felt that something was wrong. This was because he had discovered that all three sides were originally together. Unknowingly, the Mo and Carp Tribes had formed a line. "Zhou Lin Yuan, what do you want to do?"

Zhou Lin Yuan walked over, smiling as he looked at the people of the Spirit Flame Race. It was these people that crippled his son. If he didn't kill them, then how could he resolve the hatred in his heart!

"All of you must die today!"

"It is true that I have come here to adventure and seek lucky chances. Killing a few of you is part of my plan."

"Otherwise, why do you think we could have opened the Demon Heart Forest in advance?"

Zhou Lin Yuan could not take it anymore and said to the Cyan Carp Elder, "You and I will kill them together!"

The Cyan Carp looked at the people of the Spirit Flame Race sympathetically.

The two of them were seventh heaven cultivators, while the Vermillion Bird and the Green Dragon Hall Master were sixth heaven.

There was no way to predict what would happen next.

Vermilion Bird Hall Master was filled with regret and regret, both of them did the same thing.

If they knew that this was a trap, they wouldn't have brought an elite disciple here to die no matter what. These disciples were the foundation of the Spirit Flame Race, and after a hundred years, they could even surpass them.

"Ling Hao, bring them and quickly leave. Take this cloth!" Vermillion Bird Hall's hall master took out a mysterious piece of cloth from his chest and threw it to Ling Hao, his tone was sorrowful.

At this moment, it was time for him to get to the bottom of things.

"All of you, quickly leave." The hall master of the Green Dragon Hall had a grim expression on his face. With the two races working together, he was not a match for them.

Zhou Lin Yuan gave a cold laugh, thinking it was a beautiful idea.

"Mo Luo Clan disciples, listen up. Do not let any of them go."

"Yes."

The green carp instructed the disciples of his clan.

"You guys come up as well."

Ling Hao's gaze was cold. These people actually wanted to catch them all in one fell swoop. It just depended on whether they had the strength to do so.

In this chaotic battle, it was clear that the two hall masters couldn't beat Qing carp and Zhou Lin Yuan. In a short moment, their bodies were covered in blood.

Seeing a snow-white long blade coming towards his, Li Mingxue was filled with despair. This youth's strength wasn't something she could withstand. She was only at the ninth level of Qi Condensation. Just his aura caused her to shiver.

Am I going to die?

"AHH!" Hearing a shrill cry, Li Mingxue opened his eyes and realized that his head wasn't cut off. When he looked again, he saw that the young man had his arm cut off and was rolling on the ground, crying out in pain.

A white-robed youth was standing in front of him.

Ling Hao.

Tears rolled down Li Mingxue's face. The complicated feeling in his heart was hard to describe. The youth that he once looked down upon had saved her now.

"Don't cry, save your life." Ling Hao's cold words were the only thing that entered his ears.

Looking up, Ling Hao had already joined the battle, like a tiger entering a pack of wolves.