On their side, there are only seven elders in the Nascent Soul stage who are in charge. The entire Qingyun is simply a place where no one is. "Junior Brother Tianxing, Qingyun is no longer the Qingyun he used to be, and Qingyun is about to be destroyed recently.

As the saying goes, good birds choose trees to live on, and being a good bird is just a matter of knowing the times. I advise you that instead of destroying with Qingyun, it is better to follow your senior brother to join the Wandu Sect.

Perhaps after you switch to the Ten Thousand Poison Sect’s martial arts, your cultivation level that is stuck in the Nascent Soul stage can still break through the bottleneck.

Cang Song didn't mind Tianxing's reprimand, but instead comforted Elder Tianxing with a plain look on his face.

"Hmph! Cang Song, don't be fooling the people again. Today, let the demons of the Demon Cult see the interests of my Qingyun!"

This was not what Tianxing said, but was said by a female elder from Xiaozhufeng among the other six elders who had arrived.

The female elder seemed to have a bad temper. After saying that, she didn't wait for the other party to speak again, and directly attacked Cang Song.

"Cangsong, you betray the sect and even led people to attack Qingyun. Today, I will definitely keep you on this Tongtian Peak!"

The female elder's sword shone with a cold light in the nineteen states, and the sword edge seemed to be able to cut through the space. In an instant, it reached the place where everyone in the Wanpo Sect was.

Faced with this sword that can be easily resolved on weekdays, Cang Song, who was seriously injured, could not even dodge.

At the critical moment, the Poison God took action and waved his sleeves to see the female elder's sword bend.

However, the female elder's attack seemed to sound a signal, and the seven elders of Qingyun attacked Cang Song one after another.

It seems that compared to the Wandu Sect that attacked Qingyun, their hatred for Cangsong is stronger.

This did not arouse the suspicion of the poison god.

Facing the seven elders of Qingyun who were attacking, the Poison God was calm and unhurried.

"Fellow Daoist Cangsong, please retreat!"

As if intentional or unintentional, the Poison God waved his hand and sent Cang Song to the Wandu Sect, thinking that the Nascent Soul Elder, he himself stopped the seven elders of Qingyun.

Both sides fought back and forth for more than ten moves, but in this very short time, the seven elders were actually injured by the poisonous god.

"Haha! Qingyun is nothing more than that. After today, there will be no more Qingyun sect on this vast land of China!"

The seven elders of Qingyun alone fought alone and were suppressed. The Poison God was full of energy for a moment and completely forgot that he was chased into a dog by Qingyun's leader with the Zhuxian Sword more than a hundred years ago.

And just as the poisonous spirit was in full swing, a voice rang behind him.
Chapter completed!