Chapter 2421 Secret Realm (One More)

Qin Mengyun looked around and breathed a sigh of relief, afraid that he had a dream.

After a while, the void twisted, and three graceful women came out lightly, followed by four young men, who looked around solemnly and came to her.

The woman at the front is dressed in white clothes like snow, with a graceful figure and a cold face, without any trace of human fireworks, like a fairy standing in the clouds, standing quietly in the void, looking down at the men in gray clothes.

Qin Mengyun put his hands together and saluted: "Master."

Lu Qingxue nodded lightly: "Was it an eye-opener?"

Qin Mengyun nodded lightly, and said in admiration: "I really didn't expect such martial arts to exist in the world."

"It's also the first time I've seen it." Lu Qingxue said lightly, "Even if it's me, I'm far behind. If you want to practice this far, it's impossible in a short time. Don't be greedy for success."

She could see through the passion and impulsiveness in Qin Mengyun's heart at a glance, wishing to practice to such a state in one go, but she knew that such a state was something that could be met but not sought after, it was not something ordinary geniuses could achieve.

Although Qin Mengyun is a top-notch genius, his aptitude is extremely rare in the world, but it is almost impossible to practice the martial arts of the Butterfly Dance Sect to this level. Wu Yuansi's practice to this level is close to Feisheng.

"Sect Master, how can this Sect Master Wu be so strong at such a young age?" A graceful woman next to her frowned and said, "Because you have eaten the God Demon Grass?"

"There is a reason." Lu Qingxue said lightly.

Her skin is as white as jade, her face is like a sculpture, her facial features are profound, and her profile is especially moving. She looked at the sky lightly, and said calmly: "This is the proud son of heaven, it cannot be deduced by common sense."

"The God Demon Grass is so miraculous." The rest of the people sighed.

They all felt regretful that the god-devil grass appeared once in a hundred years, but they had no chance to snatch it, but they also knew that it was too difficult to get the god-devil grass at the beginning. Mengzong snatched the God Demon Grass in his hand.

The fact that Wu Yuansi snatched the God Demon Grass was spread by the Great Dream Sect himself, no one doubted it.

"He also got the Heavenly Demon Knife, which is also the root of his martial arts so strong." Lu Qingxue said lightly, "Without the God Demon Grass, he couldn't bear the backlash from the Heavenly Demon Knife. He has already gone mad, now..."

As she spoke, she shook her head.

Qin Mengyun hurriedly said: "Master, Brother Wu is in danger?"

"Well, the Heavenly Demon Knife is an ominous knife, and it will definitely devour the Lord." Lu Qingxue said flatly: "He can be suppressed for a while, but he cannot be suppressed forever. Sooner or later, he will be destroyed by the Heavenly Demon Knife."

"Then hurry up and remind Brother Wu!" Qin Mengyun hurriedly said.

Lu Qingxue said: "Even if he knows the danger, he can't give up."

"Brother Wu has a firm mind, so it may not be impossible." Qin Mengyun said.

Lu Qingxue lightly shook his head: "He is the master of a sect now, he can't help himself, if he really wants to throw away the Heavenly Demon Saber, his strength will be greatly damaged, and the Flying Heaven Sect will be in danger. With the Heavenly Demon Saber in hand, it will deter all sects, and the Feitian Sect will be safe for a while. "

"Alas..." Qin Mengyun sighed quietly, "Brother Wu is really suffering!"

Lu Qingxue smiled lightly: "As the suzerain, how can you do whatever you want... Qingmeng, come here."

The void twisted, and Yang Qingmeng and Liu Jianfei appeared in front of her side by side.

"Master." Yang Qingmeng saluted.

Liu Jianfei cupped his fists.

He glanced around with a complicated look on his face.

Of course he knew the details of Chu Li, and he really admired Chu Li for three days, Chu Li was so strong, he was far inferior, the only opponent in the world was probably Song Wuji.

"Look, is it them?" Lu Qingxue asked.

Yang Qingmeng nodded lightly: "It's them."

Standing at the foot of the mountain, you can't see what's going on above, but you can see clearly what's going on below when you're standing at the Butterfly Dance Sect.

"Tianfengzong..." Lu Qingxue frowned lightly, and said lightly, "Let's go."

"Master, do you want to interrogate them one by one to find out their origins?" Qin Mengyun asked hurriedly.

Lu Qingxue said: "There is no need to interrogate, just kill it and bury it at the foot of the mountain."

"Kill them all?" Qin Mengyun cried out.

Lu Qingxue glanced at her, and said calmly: "They want to kill us, are you going to let them go?"

"...Yes." Qin Mengyun nodded slowly, his expression firm.

If it weren't for the help of Brother Wu, I and the two senior sisters would not have survived. I heard what Senior Sister Yang said, and I knew that their intentions were sinister, and they wanted to catch all the disciples of the Butterfly Dance Sect. I can't even imagine what will happen.

Liu Jianfei suddenly opened his mouth and said with a smile: "Sect Master, let's ask clearly, what if it's a misunderstanding?"

He gritted his teeth with hatred, he didn't want to let these guys go so easily, it would be too cheap for them to die, and he had to ask the envoy clearly before it could be regarded as real revenge, Qingmeng's catastrophe could not be passed in vain.

He must take revenge, and he must find the chief envoy and eradicate him completely, otherwise he cannot feel at ease.

"It's useless to interrogate, they won't tell." Lu Qingxue said flatly.

Liu Jianfei smiled and said: "I have some means to make them speak honestly, even dead men can speak."

"...Okay, then it depends on your means." Lu Qingxue stared at him for a while, then slowly nodded.

"Thank you suzerain!" Liu Jianfei cupped his fists.

He floated up to a middle-aged man in gray clothes, sat down cross-legged, then made a mudra with his hands, and muttered to himself, as if making a sound, but there was no sound, he could only feel something strange in the void.

A moment later, he slowly tapped his handprint on the forehead of the middle-aged man in gray.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound like a stone falling from the sky, and the surrounding seemed to shake.

Lu Qingxue narrowed her eyes and looked carefully, this should be Taihaofeng's secret technique.

As Taihaofeng is the number one sect of Tianwaitian, there are endless secret techniques of extraordinary skills. As the top disciple, Liu Jianfei must know a lot of secret techniques, just like a treasure.

The middle-aged man in gray clothes sat up straightly with a "huh", except for sitting up, the whole body remained motionless, and opened his eyes in confusion.

Liu Jianfei said warmly: "Which sect are you a disciple?"

"Tianfengzong." The gray-clothed middle-aged man replied dully, his eyes still confused and out of focus.

Liu Jianfei said: "Why did the disciples of Tianfeng Sect suddenly become so powerful?"

"Because the secret realm has been opened." The gray-clothed middle-aged man replied dully, his speech was somewhat vague.

Liu Jianfei frowned and glanced at Lu Qingxue, and continued to ask: "When did the secret realm open?"

"Ten days ago."

"Besides you, what are the stronger forces in the sect?"

"The elders are stronger." The gray-clothed middle-aged man replied stiffly: "There are also the ancestors in the secret realm."

"How many ancestors are there?" Liu Jianfei asked warmly.

"Twelve." The confused eyes of the middle-aged man in gray were full of excitement, awe and admiration: "Once the ancestor comes out, he will be invincible in the world!"

Liu Jianfei pointed suddenly, and hit the gray-clothed middle-aged man between his eyebrows, and he fell down straight again, unconscious.

Lu Qingxue was startled.

Liu Jianfei said: "It's not appropriate for him to ask any more, let's ask another one."

Lu Qingxue nodded slowly.

Yang Qingmeng said in a low voice: "Brother Liu, don't be brave."

Seeing that Liu Jianfei was struggling a bit, his forehead was covered with sweat, she was so distressed that she wanted to drag him away.

Liu Jianfei smiled and waved his hands: "I can still hold on."