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Chapter 226: Damn it, my disciple is the Demon Lord 45

After several days of fierce fighting, the Yunqi Sect's ban was finally broken.

At the sect competition venue, the two sides were facing each other. The sect elders held the spirit swords in front of their disciples, their faces solemn; on the other side, the ancient beasts were bizarre, tall and ferocious, staring greedily at their "things."

They stood in four rows, in the middle was an uncomfortable black chaos, with large numbers of demon beasts and underworld undead following closely behind.

The wind whistled between the two groups of people.

Chaos glanced around, his black eyes locked onto the conspicuous and cold woman.

“Hehehe… The Yunqi Sect is getting worse with each generation. Fifty years ago, your bunch of old men could still fight me, but now they are as vulnerable as little chickens. Tsk tsk…”

The headmaster's eyes were like torches, and he immediately pointed his sword at Hun Dun, "Don't be so arrogant. Even if I die today, I will kill you to avenge my master and the others!"

"Why are you so angry? Although I have had a grudge against your master, that was a matter of the previous generation. I am magnanimous and I am not the kind of person who would quibble..."

The Great Elder covered his arm and scolded it, "If you want to hit me, just hit me, why are you beating around the bush!"

If they let go of the past grudges, why would they attack the world of cultivation now? Ultimately, they have other intentions.

Chaos simply stopped pretending, "Humph, if I wanted to fight, do you think you would still have a chance to stand here? Killing you is just a matter of moving my fingers."

"Then, if you hand over Yun Qing, I can withdraw my troops and promise not to kill you..."

"You're dreaming!" Before Hun Dun could finish his words, the injured Jiang Wei suddenly drew his sword, stood in front of Shi Qing, and glared at him.

Shi Qing raised her hand to hold his arm and shook her head gently, "Let me do it."

When Hun Dun saw her, his dark pupils suddenly lit up, and he coaxed her, "Good child, come forward and let me take a good look at you."

The hoarse voice sounded almost like the whispers between relatives, and everyone felt a chill.

Shi Qing had no expression on his face and said in a cold voice: "Does what you just said count?"

"Junior sister!" Su Lin and others looked at her in shock.

Shi Qing turned around and smiled at them to appease them. A chaotic and strange voice came clearly into their ears, "Of course it counts! As long as you come over, I will let the others go immediately."

"Don't believe his lies, come back quickly!" Seeing Shi Qing slowly moving forward, Jiang Wei grabbed her arm.

Suddenly, a black gas shot over, causing a sharp pain in his wrist bone. Jiang Wei cried out in pain and reflexively let go.

"Jiang Wei!" Shi Qing turned around suddenly and saw the man covering his right wrist, his face twisted in pain and cold sweat on his forehead.

Jiang Wei gritted his teeth and stared at her, "You can't go, absolutely not!"

The next second, a ferocious beast slapped the ground with its big paw, rushed through the crowd and swept Jiang Wei away with its tail. The man who was thrown away fell heavily to the ground, his arms half supported, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

The others hurriedly gathered around.

“Don’t touch it!” Shi Qing frowned, and his eyes were shaking.

"Hey, I've already said that my patience is limited. If you don't come over, you can forget about having this arm!"

The disciples all stared at the smug Chaos.

Dark clouds were looming. The woman, dressed in light green, walked resolutely towards the army of monsters. Jiang Wei's hoarse shouts behind her dissipated in the wind.

The four ancient ferocious beasts were originally stone statues. Now driven by the evil energy of chaos, they are resurrected and reappear on the battlefield. They are majestic and ferocious, and full of oppression.

Shi Qing looked up, and cast a stubborn and helpless look at Hun Dun, "I'm already here, get them out of Yunqi Sect right now!"

Black air lingered around her, she took a light sniff, her expression obsessed, "After so many years, this body has become more and more delicious."

Shi Qing pretended to be afraid and shrank back, with an expression of impatience on his face, "Don't you just want my body? As long as you leave Yunqi Sect, I will give it to you."

Chaos laughed triumphantly, and the black energy turned into a pair of withered hands that stroked her cheeks. "It would have been great if you had known better earlier. That kid wouldn't have to explode himself and his soul would have been scattered."

Feeling the woman's body suddenly tense, Chaos smiled with satisfaction and entered her body unexpectedly. A warning sounded from his sea of ​​consciousness, "Remove your restrictions and let me take over your body."

His head felt like someone was drilling into it with a blunt knife, and his nerves were being picked up and cut off one by one. Shi Qing's legs went limp with pain and he fell to his knees.

A gust of wind rushed past, and the limp body was embraced in a broad and warm embrace.

Looking at the woman shrouded in black air, he frowned in shock and said in a deep voice: "Don't listen to him."

As long as the sea of ​​consciousness is not broken through, Chaos cannot fully gain control of the body.

Shi Qing opened his watery eyes, a fine layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his lips were bitten white, and blood was oozing out.

"Why... are you here?" She forced a smile as the black energy drilled deep into her sea of ​​consciousness and she groaned in pain.

"See if you're dead." Jingrong's face was expressionless, but his dark purple pupils revealed deep worry, "He doesn't keep his word at all."

The black air outside decreased little by little, and Shi Qingwu's blue pupils were gradually replaced by black.

"I know, but...can you help...me up?" Shi Qing looked at him with difficulty.

Jingrong did as he was told in silence, hugging her weak body.