But since the leaders of the Yunxiao Sect are here, he doesn't mind taking action and crushing these guys.

He had already made plans.

This time I came to the Southern Territory Ghost Tomb to make the Huangji Immortal Sect famous!

Let Huangji Immortal Sect regain its glory!

But the Emperor Immortal Sect has been silent for too long. If it wants to truly stand up, it needs a stepping stone.

And the Yunxiao Sect.

Definitely the perfect stepping stone.

After all, this sect has had a 40,000-year feud with the Huangji Immortal Sect.

In addition, they are the overlords of the Southern Territory.

If the Emperor's Immortal Sect would destroy them.

Then in the years to come, whoever comes to trouble the Emperor's Immortal Sect must be carefully thought about.

This is Ye Xuan's plan.

He said that if the Emperor's Immortal Sect is to rise, then the Emperor's Immortal Sect must rise.

However, his method is very different from what ordinary people do.

"What kind of arrogant and arrogant person dares to despise Zhentian Ancient Sect?!"

Ye Xuan's words made people take a deep breath.

This Ye Xuan is really crazy, even Zhentian Ancient Sect dares to despise him.

Not to mention the Southern Region, even in the entire Eastern Wasteland, it is the five major regions in the entire Daozhou land. There are only a handful of people who dare to despise Zhentian Ancient Sect!

Boom!

At this moment, an old man suddenly appeared on the sky of the Yinling Mountains.

The old man was sitting cross-legged in the air, his face was old, but he had the feeling of an old immortal.

"It's the ancestor!"

The moment they saw that person, all the disciples of Huangji Immortal Sect were overjoyed.

Comers.

It is Zhou Chaolong!

"Ancestor!" Mu Baicheng was also excited and worshiped respectfully.

But immediately he felt anxious again, and whispered: "Ancestor, I did not handle this matter well, please punish me.

"No, you are all doing very well, and you are all good disciples of our Emperor's Immortal Sect." Zhou Chaolong shook his head slightly and laughed slowly.

These words immediately made the disciples of Huangji Immortal Sect feel excited and ashamed at the same time.

I was excited to receive praise from my ancestor.

The shame is that they actually did nothing this time.

They forgot one thing.

In fact, they did what they were supposed to do.

When faced with the attack by the five thousand disciples of the Yunxiao Sect, although many of them were afraid, they did not run away, but followed Mu Bai to the city.

In other words, go straight to death.

This kind of spirit is called——Zonghun!

The soul of a sect.

It is the result of the concerted efforts of the entire sect's disciples.
Chapter completed!