"Kill him, then we leave."
Chen Wen's expression suddenly darkened as he shouted at Leng Qingshuang.
"Alright."
Leng Qingshuang answered, taking a fierce step forward and slashing a palm toward Mu Qing.
A sky full of icy blossoms poured from her palm, resembling a massive ice dragon.
"No..."
Already severely wounded, Mu Qing could no longer hold on. He was sent flying by the palm strike.
In the end, he crashed into a wall and crushed it apart.
Pfft.
As blood sprayed from his mouth, Mu Qing died on the spot.
"Go."
Chen Wen shouted urgently, grabbed Mu Beiqiong, and rushed outside.
At the same time, he had readied the Teleportation Talisman.
As long as they charged out of the secret chamber, he could use it to leave.
After that, the sky would be vast enough for birds to fly, the sea wide enough for fish to leap.
Leng Qingshuang did not dare delay either and hurried after him.
But unfortunately, the moment they rushed out of the secret chamber, they were surrounded by a group of men and women.
At the head of them stood a middle-aged man, staring fixedly at Mu Beiqiong in Chen Wen's hand.
The surrounding clan members were all looking at the scene before them in shock.
Of course, they immediately recognized Leng Qingshuang as a human cultivator.
As for Chen Wen, with the Ancient Spirit Pill gradually losing its effect, he could no longer conceal his identity as a human cultivator.
What shocked them was that no one had ever dared to behave so outrageously within the territory of their Primordial Beings.
Since ancient times, which human expert had not become their slave or subordinate?
But now, these two human cultivators had come here and started killing people.
Especially when their Young Clan Leader