Chapter 1296: Purification of Inner Demons

Xue An left.

When they were leaving, all the surviving members of the Sheng family gathered together and looked at Xue An with awe-inspiring eyes, some of them were timid and didn't even dare to lift their heads.

It wasn't until his figure had turned into a streamer and disappeared into the sky that everyone's complexions gradually returned to normal.

Even though the Sheng family was completely changed at this time, the originally magnificent buildings had been reduced to dust, and there were no members of the clan, but many people showed a sense of relief.

After all, for these people who can survive under the sword of seeking evil, it is obvious that they can't understand what the majority of the Sheng family did before.

Now that these black sheep have been swept away, the rest are naturally full of joy.

It's just that many people bury this joy in their hearts and dare not show it.

After all, no matter what, the current Sheng family has suffered a catastrophe!

At this moment, Sheng Yihua, who was standing at the front of the line, withdrew his gaze, then turned his head to look at Sheng Miaotong who was still staring at the sky.

"Miao Tong!"

"Huh? Father, what's the matter?" Sheng Miaotong woke up from his daze and asked softly.

"If I let you go to Jinding Pavilion to continue your studies, would you be willing?" Sheng Yihua said seriously.

Sheng Miaotong's eyes gradually widened, and a bright brilliance appeared on her face, "Father, is what you said true?"

Sheng Yihua nodded, "Of course it's true! Do you want to?"

Sheng Miaotong nodded hurriedly,

"Yes, of course! But..."

Sheng Miaotong said hesitantly: "Isn't the Jinding Pavilion already in name only?"

Sheng Yihua smiled, then raised his head to look at the empty sky, and said lightly: "On the contrary, today's Jinding Pavilion is the real Phoenix Nirvana! And you just met this lord again, this time If we can grasp it, my Sheng family will step into the ranks of the real giants!"

Speaking of this, Sheng Yihua said in a deep voice: "Miaotong, do you understand what I said?"

Sheng Miaotong was taken aback for a moment, then lowered her head, and replied softly: "Father, Miaotong understands!"

"Very well, then you should prepare quickly and leave immediately!"

Sheng Yihua was busy dealing with the next thing, leaving only Sheng Miaotong standing there alone.

The once bustling Sheng family no longer exists, and the huge courtyard has become somewhat lonely, but Sheng Miaotong enjoys this feeling very much.

She raised her head, looked at the direction Xue An was heading for, and gradually raised the corners of her mouth into a deep smile.

If there is anything in the world that can travel faster than Xue An's feet, it is the speed of news transmission.

Xue An's people haven't returned to the Golden Cauldron Pavilion yet.

Lu and Sheng were slaughtered by him alone, and the news that the Lu family was even wiped out because of this has spread throughout the Golden Cave.

No matter what their identities and cultivation bases were, they were all terrified after hearing the news.

Some people are even more determined not to believe it, but after careful investigation later, they will find out that this is true.

Now, it was as if a blockbuster had been thrown into a calm pond.

Countless people were burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, and they were dizzy.

After all, the Golden Light Cave has been a little too lively these past two days.

First, the Golden Cauldron Pavilion was destroyed by Xue An alone, and then the two giant families who had occupied the Golden Cave for thousands of years were destroyed together.

Such terrifying strength and ruthless and decisive methods made many strong men with eyes above the top feel their scalps tingling, and they even asked themselves quietly in their hearts.

What else can stop the footsteps of this god of killing?

So far, no one dared to have the slightest doubt about Xue An's strength.

But despite this, many people secretly shook their heads.

I think this matter is obviously not going to be so simple.

Especially since it will be the once-in-a-hundred-year orthodox competition soon, because of Xue An's appearance, this time the orthodoxy competition has added a lot of variables.

Some well-informed people secretly sneered in their hearts.

The Lu family may not be a big deal, but the woman who walked out of the Lu family is not Yi Yi's generation.

The strength of Acacia Garden can easily kill Jinding Pavilion in seconds.

Combined with Xue An, a young man who had just joined the Golden Cauldron Pavilion was actually appointed as the head.

This undoubtedly made the future of Jinding Pavilion confused.

Many people are only looking forward to the Taoist Contest being held as soon as possible, because they want to see what will happen to this Xue An.

Just under this weird atmosphere.

Jinding Pavilion is like the center of a typhoon, extremely calm.

When Xue An's figure appeared in the small building on the highest floor of the Golden Cauldron Pavilion, Xing Yushu was sitting facing the wall with a face full of pain, and his aura fluctuated even more, as if he was fighting with someone.

And sitting opposite him was Zhang Xiaoyu who was concentrating on playing the handheld game console.

I saw her tentacles waving erratically, beating with great joy.

She didn't even notice Xue An's return.

Until Xue An stood behind her, watched quietly for a while, and then spoke.

"So many tentacles can't hit a built-in program?"

She was startled, then stood up in panic, and said in embarrassment: "Master, you are back? Ah, you said you let me look at this guy, but I haven't left half a step, I've been on the road all the time Stay here!"

While speaking, she quietly put away the game console in her hand and planned to turn it off.

But it seemed that he had touched the wrong button. Instead of turning off the game console, the sound became the loudest.

Then there was a big KO from inside.

The corners of Zhang Xiaoyu's mouth twitched in embarrassment, and with a twist of his tentacles, he directly crushed the handheld game console.

The voice stopped abruptly, and then Zhang Xiaoyu kept giggling at Xue An.

Xue An didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he didn't bother to worry about it. He just asked, "Did he make any changes during this time?"

Zhang Xiaoyu shook his head, "Everything is normal, except that his aura is getting more and more ups and downs!"

Xue An glanced at the skinny young man sitting in front of the wall, and said calmly: "No way, if you don't pass the training of the inner demon, how can you become a strong man in such a short period of time?"

That's right.

Now what Xing Yushu fell into was the demonic dream that Xue An had carefully woven for him.

In this demon dream, the flow of time is out of sync with the outside world.

That is to say, it is just a few days in the outside world, but it may be several years in the dream.

This is what Xing Yushu asked for after hearing Xue An weigh the pros and cons.

His goal is very clear, that is to become the strongest in the shortest possible time.

From the looks of it, the entry went smoothly.

Thinking of this, Xue An asked, "Where's Yan'er?"

"Ah, Sister Yan just returned to Fubao Xiaolou, so I don't know what she's been up to!"

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