Chapter 542 Arriving at Qingling Heaven, Leaving No One Behind

At the same time.

Chu Luo, who was resting on the void ship, smiled happily at this moment...

He finally left the sphere of influence of the Shenwu Sect safely.

If he continued to stay in the Shenwu Sect.

If the Shenwu Sect sent out a Tianzun Realm expert to find him, it would be a big trouble...

Because Chu Luo himself was not sure whether his forbidden unique skill of disguise could deceive the Supreme or Tianzun Realm experts...

"Huh?!"

"Hehe..."

"This old guy is really impatient!"

Chu Luo suddenly felt something.

The curse he attached to the longevity pill had successfully made Elder Tianshu fall for it...

Chu Luo formed seals with his hands, and a weak special wave emerged.

He temporarily suppressed the curse in Elder Tianshu's body as a backup.

He had a hunch.

This backup of his mighty move might play an unexpected role in the future...

"By the way, Elder Feng, how long will it take?"

Chu Luo reacted and walked towards the two elders who were protecting him and asked.

Elder Feng, whom Chu Luo called, bowed to Chu Luo and said:

"Young Sect Master, there is still some distance to Qingling Heaven Realm."

"At this speed, it will take a few days to arrive..."

Hearing this, Chu Luo nodded.

Qingling Heaven Realm is the border heaven realm under the control of Baihua Valley.

It is the closest realm to Yunling Heaven Realm.

If a strong man of the supreme realm is in a hurry, it will take more than a day...

As long as he reaches the realm of Baihua Valley, he will be free to fly as he pleases...

"Okay, then notify me when you arrive."

"I will go to practice first, don't disturb me if you have nothing to do..."

Chu Luo said casually and walked into the cabin...

Looking at Chu Luo's disappearing back, the two elders nodded.

"Our young master is really different now!"

"Yes, the young master finally woke up, fortunately it's not too late..."

"..."

The two elders praised him and went to do their own things...

A few days later, Chu Luo and his group finally left the space tunnel and entered the Qingling Heaven Realm.

And in a certain realm of the Qingling Heaven Realm.

On a towering mountain top.

More than a hundred figures stood there, looking at the void ship coming out of the space crack, all showing ill intentions.

Among these more than a hundred figures, the dozens of people in the lead were all in uniform white clothes.

On the white clothes, golden patterns were outlined...

These dozens of people in the lead were strong men from Baihua Valley.

The remaining people were the elders of Qingquan Sect who arrived here in advance...

"Hehe..."

"Finally here."

"Attention, deacons. As usual, kill all these people!"

The middle-aged man in the lead showed excitement on his face and reminded everyone.

"Don't worry, Deacon Yan!"

"These people can't run away..."

"Hehe...Yeah, I don't know what the background of this group of people is. I hope our harvest this time will be better than the last wave!"

"..."

The group of strong men from Baihua Valley behind him also spoke excitedly.

"Let's go!"

Deacon Yan, who was in the lead, jumped up with everyone and flew to the void ship that appeared in the void.

At this moment, the group of independent cultivators in the ship were also very happy after arriving in the Qingling Heaven Realm.

"Hahaha..."

"Thank you, elders of Qingquan Sect. I'm leaving!"

"We're leaving too..."

The group of independent cultivators bowed to more than a dozen elders of Qingquan Sect and Chu Luo.

The dozen or so great emperor elders of Qingquan Sect looked at everyone at this moment and sneered.

Elder Feng, the protector beside Chu Luo, sneered:

"Leave?"

"You may not be able to leave!"

"Form a formation!"

Elder Feng's voice fell.

A dozen elders instantly soared into the sky and formed seals with their hands.

A large formation emerged, blocking the area of ​​dozens of miles...

Seeing this scene, the faces of the more than one hundred emperors who practiced as independent cultivators all changed slightly, and their eyes became cold.

The leader, a powerful fourth-level emperor, looked at the formation above his head.

He said coldly to Elder Feng beside Chu Luo:

"What do you mean?!"

The elder of Qingquan Sect walked out slowly, looked at everyone and sneered:

"Hehe..."

"What do you mean?"

"Of course, I want you to hand over your rings!"

"My Qingquan Sect has worked hard to send you out, but the fee you gave me that day is not enough!"

As soon as these words came out, all the emperors present were not fools.

They immediately understood what Qingquan Sect meant.

"There are only a dozen of you, but we have a hundred people. Do you really think you can beat us?!"

The fourth-level emperor who was in the lead couldn't help but sneer at Elder Feng of Qingquan Sect in front of him.

Although these dozen elders of Qingquan Sect are high-level emperors.

But they are few in number!

After the emperor's reminder,

The group of independent cultivators behind him also felt confident and said:

"Yes, you want to steal our storage ring? I'm afraid the number of people in your Qingquan Sect is not enough?!"

"That's right, let us go quickly, otherwise we will join forces and fight you to the death!"

"..."

"Oh?!"

"Really? Then what about us?!"

Boom...

Just then, a cold voice came from behind the group of casual cultivators.

Everyone looked back suddenly.

Seeing that hundreds of powerful emperors appeared in the void behind them.

"It's...it's Emperor Yanling of Baihua Valley!!"

"And the emperor of Qingquan Sect is also here!!"

"Oh no, we've been fooled..."

Among the casual cultivators present, someone recognized Emperor Yanling, who was the leader.

When others learned that there was a deacon from Baihua Valley among them, everyone present was in despair...

Emperor Yanling, who was the leader, looked down at the hundred people, a big knife appeared in his hand, pointed at everyone, and said coldly:

"Hand over the ring, live!"

"Don't hand it over, die!"

"I...I'll hand it over!"

"Take it...take it, this is my ring..."

"..."

The casual cultivators present handed over their rings one after another.

They didn't dare to offend the people of Baihua Valley.

But in order to survive, everyone had to hand over their rings.

The leader, Emperor Yanling, waved his hand and took away everyone's rings.

"Then... that Steward Yan, can we leave now?"

The four-level emperor cultivator asked Emperor Yanling.

Emperor Yanling collected everyone's rings, his eyes flashing with murderous intent, and he looked down and said:

"Hehe..."

"You know that we are cooperating with Qingquan Sect, do you think you can still leave alive?"

Hearing this, the faces of the hundreds of cultivators present changed drastically!

Emperor Yanling did not give everyone time to react, waved his hand and shouted coldly:

"Don't leave any one!"

Boom——