Ancient Devouring Technique

Chapter 125: Gathering of Beauties
Not far away, four people were slightly stunned. An extremely terrifying Moon Worshiping Demon Cult warrior who had chased them to the point where they had no way to escape, actually died in Ye Xuan's hands. Although they had seen Ye Xuan's skills before, they still found it a little hard to believe.

Even the Qilin monster was staring in amazement at Ye Xuan who was enveloped in brilliant silver light.

Ye Xuan was disgusted with the term "indigenous". In his opinion, whether it was a martial artist from a large sect or a martial artist from a small country, they all had their own strengths and weaknesses. There was no distinction between high and low.

Although the disciples of large sects have a terrifying speed of cultivation and greater opportunities, they seldom experience the hardship that martial artists from small countries have to endure while struggling in the face of crises and difficulties!
For example, Bei Mingshui, although very powerful, his character is not as good as that of the warriors from small countries and he lacks tempering!

"Haha! Brother, you really surprised me!" Ye Jing was the first to come back to his senses. He walked over with laughter, looking at Ye Xuan with excitement in his eyes, and surprise.

Ye Yan and Ouyang Qian also came over.

Ye Xuan waved his right hand and collected all the silver fire that was scattered nearby into his palm. At the same time, the silver light on his body quickly dissipated. He turned around and looked at the three people who had gathered around him.

Seeing the surprised looks of the three people, Ye Xuan smiled slightly and said, "Brother, you are so brave that you dare to provoke the disciples of the Moon Worship Sect."

"Brother Ye, you are so awesome!! Hehehe! I knew you could deal with this monster!" Jia Jia rode the strange beast and flew down, looking at Ye Xuan with admiration on her face, her eyes full of little stars.

"Ye Xuan, what you used just now... was spiritual fire?!" Ye Yan asked in surprise. As a fire-type martial artist, he was much more sensitive to fire than Ye Jing and the others.

"Yes, it's the spiritual fire, the Burning Heart Flame." Ye Xuan nodded. He looked over with feeling, and saw Ouyang Qian looking at him with burning eyes, her cherry lips moved, as if she wanted to say something but stopped.

"Cough cough!!"

At this time, Ye Yan coughed twice and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, several people hurried to support him. Among the crowd, Ye Yan was the most seriously injured, only Ye Jing was slightly injured, and Ouyang Qian's face was pale, and she suffered serious internal injuries. However, fortunately, they had just taken healing pills, and their injuries were temporarily stabilized. It was not serious, and they would recover as long as it took some time.

Ouyang Qian gave Ye Yan another pill, then smiled and said, "Ye Xuan, thank you so much this time."

Come to think of it, I was too willful at the beginning. I wanted Ye Xuan to take off his clothes and make a fool of himself in public, but I cheated him when he was testing his martial spirit.

Ouyang Qian felt ashamed.

"You're welcome." Ye Xuan shook his head, waved his hand, threw out a handful of silver fire, and burned Bei Mingshui's body to ashes.

If other warriors knew that he killed Bei Mingshui, it would leave hidden dangers. The Moon Worshiping Demon Cult was an extremely terrifying demon cult, and Ye Xuan did not want to be targeted by them.

"It's not easy to stay here for long. Let's leave here and choose another place to heal our wounds. Just sit on it. Don't be polite. Just treat it like a donkey."

Ye Xuan pointed at the strange beast beside him, expressing his dissatisfaction with it. He, as its master, was fighting, but you were just watching.

"Ah~~" A suppressed beast roar sounded in the night sky.

Ouyang Qian, Ye Jing and Ye Yan were speechless. This was a powerful monster, the war beast that many warriors dreamed of. Not only did Ye Xuan subdue it, he also made it so lowly.

Several people jumped on the beast's back and left quickly despite the beast's reluctance. On the way, Ye Jing asked Ye Xuan about his experience in the secret realm during this period of time. Ouyang Qian and Ye Yan were also very curious.

Especially Ye Yan, who thought he could surpass Ye Xuan, but found that the gap between him and Ye Xuan was getting bigger and bigger. He couldn't help but feel frustrated.

……

In the deepest part of the secret realm, a huge magic circle rumbled, and as it operated, golden light shot up into the sky.

Above the magic circle, the veiled girl was sitting cross-legged with her eyes slightly closed.

The originally dim world was now filled with the bright purple moonlight. The air was filled with rich Yuanli, forming a huge Yuanli vortex of about an acre in radius, which slowly rotated around the figure of the girl in the center.

At this moment, a powerful aura emanated from her body and was constantly rising. If an experienced person was present, they would be shocked to find that she was obviously trying to reach the True Spirit Realm and had already reached the critical juncture of success.

"puff!!"

However, at this moment, the girl's face turned pale and she spat out a mouthful of blood without any warning!

"Oh!"

In an instant, the condensed elemental forces of heaven and earth around her seemed to suddenly lose control, rolled violently, and then quickly dissipated in the air, and the powerful aura on her body also suddenly dropped sharply at this moment.

The girl slowly opened her pair of extremely beautiful starry eyes. A layer of purple moonlight was lingering on her body. After her body trembled, the terrifying aura that she had originally emitted completely dissipated.

At the same time, his face turned pale again, and he opened his mouth and spurted out a ball of extremely pure blood. The purple moon light on his body vaguely dissipated and disappeared.

"Although it is only a small secret realm, the suppression of the entire secret realm is indeed not something I can resist. However, even so, in my current state, I can force my way into the True Spirit Realm for a while. Fortunately, the True Spirit Realm cannot cause boundary thunder."

The girl muttered a few words to herself, stood up, and the aura on her delicate body suddenly turned cold. Then, her starry eyes looked deeply in a certain direction.

"Bei Mingshui is actually dead?"

……

Meanwhile, in the secret realm, in the west.

Somewhere in the snowy area, Shangguan Feixue, the number one prodigy of the Xuan Yue Sword Sect, stood with his hands behind his back on a snowy mountain, looking solemnly towards a certain direction in the sky.

And at the foot of the snow-capped mountains, there were densely packed female martial artists, who were almost all the female disciples of the Xuan Yue Sword Sect who had entered the secret realm this time.

Time passed little by little, and apart from the white fog in the vast snowy area, there was still nothing unusual around.

"Why haven't they arrived yet? Those guys are not coming, are they?"

Chu Lan asked impatiently in a low voice to a quiet woman next to him.

"Don't worry, senior sister. They are all proud people. How can they put their lives in the hands of others?" The quiet woman replied in a low voice.

"Hearing what Junior Sister said, I feel relieved. By the way, if that witch is really that powerful, this time in addition to our five major sects, she even let those independent cultivators participate, and even used the Linglong Tower, the sect's treasure.

In this case, we can refine it alive with this treasure and our disciples, so why bother with other people? " Chu Lan nodded, and said with some disapproval.

"I can't figure it out, but since Shen Zhiluan and Feixue both attach so much importance to it, there must be a reason. And I heard that the saint girl once sacrificed blood for many families, so she is qualified to be valued by us so much." The quiet woman said after a moment of hesitation.

"Well, that's true. But I heard that Gu Lin is here too. If he is willing to take action, the little saint girl of the Demon Cult will definitely have no chance of survival." Chu Lan nodded when he heard this, revealing a thoughtful look.

At this moment, snowflakes suddenly danced wildly in the sky under the snow-capped peaks, and three male and female warriors with profound auras walked towards them step by step.

One of them was a young man in a Confucian robe, another was a middle-aged woman in a colorful dress, and the last one was a burly man in black armor.

All three of them came silently, but they seemed particularly extraordinary.

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