Si Ze hugged Zong Sunye's body and turned to look at Su He: "Save...save him!"
Su He was silent. He was a mythical beast, not a god.
The water flowed through, washing away the stains on the corpse, and the water condensed into ice to make an ice coffin and put him inside.
Turning to look at Si Ze: "The Wuxiang Sword Sect and Qingyuan are from the same sect, so why are they fighting to the death?"
Most disciples of the Wuxiang Sword Sect come from Qingyuan, so why do they kill people for no reason?
Si Ze shook his head: "I don't know, I don't know! My junior brother helped me hunt for strange beasts and get their tusks, and we met with them for just a few words. They said that the Qingyuan lineage protected the Dragon Turtle to seize the wife and daughter's inheritance. The junior brother retorted, There are usually quarrels, and at most a fight, but...but...why did you kill me..."
Scholar! Zhu Yan!
They are the only ones who can stir up dissension and conspire to cause chaos!
Su He's face turned gloomy, and the waves rolling under his body rolled up the cheese and the ice coffin: "Follow me."
Si looked at him.
"Take you to kill people!"
For some reason, Su He was so worried that he suddenly just wanted to kill someone!
Si Ze stopped talking and even stopped crying. He let the waves roll up and silently wiped the barrel. One by one, the talismans fell on the barrel, and the barrel emitted the light of the treasure.
A breath of fear arose that no one else would die except me. This girl is holding on to the idea of dying together, and would rather be broken than destroyed.
The waves on the clouds rolled across the east clouds and penetrated directly into the Wuxiang Sword Sect.
When Guifang arrived, Si Ze had already dropped a cannon, hitting the Wuxiang Sword Sect's protective formation. It made ripples in circles, but had no effect.
The third level of stepping on the sky.
This formation can block ordinary third-level attacks. Feng Yiju's handiwork?
A cannon fell into the Wuxiang Sword Sect, and immediately some disciples flew out: "How dare Fang Xiaoxiao attack my Wuxiang Sword..." When they saw the dragon turtle behind Si Ze, they couldn't say the rest of the words, they just turned their heads and faced timidly. Inside the sect: "Elder Xu..."
An old man inside flew up, but had never left the sect's formation. He looked at Su He from across the formation, flicked his sleeves, and said with a gloomy face: "Why did the Dragon Turtle come here to attack my phaseless formation?"
Su He glanced at him, thinking that he was an elder like Qiao Changlun, but the moment he appeared and saw Su He, the fleeting hostility could not be concealed by Su He's perception.
Su He was too lazy to talk nonsense with him: "Kill someone to seize the inheritance!"
Don’t you say that I stole someone’s property, wife and daughter? OK, here I come!
Su He opened his mouth and shot out a Mountain God Seal, which landed on the sect-protecting formation. The elder's expression changed instantly, and he saw the battle emitting endless light, blocking the Mountain God Seal.
The first strike of the Mountain God Seal has only the power of the ordinary third-level Heaven-Stepping Seal.
The pale-faced Elder Xu's expression slowly recovered, and then he was filled with anger: "Dragon Turtle, according to your seniority, you have to call me uncle, but you are so rude! Ge Jiansan taught such a disciple who bullies his master and destroys his ancestors." ? Then he should be taken to the ancestral hall and kneel there for three hundred years!"
Divine beast? Who doesn’t have it! At this moment, Zhu Yan was in the door to accept the offerings. Zhu Yan was already over 20,000 years old. It has lasted more than ten thousand years than the Qingyuan Sect. How can a little dragon turtle that was born only a few years ago afford it?
If the elders of the Dragon Turtle clan dare to show up here out of ignorance, do they really think that the Zhu Yan clan has no elders? The scholar once said that Zhu Yan's clan is the natural enemy of all the gods and beasts in the heavens and the world.
Dragon turtle, what's there to be afraid of?
Su He didn't say anything, but just now he struck, shaking the formation, and Zhu Yan's aura disappeared in a flash.
Familiar breath, he has hit it before!
The Mountain God Seal was printed again, boom!
Power×2
The mountain guarding formation trembled violently, but stubbornly blocked the Mountain God Seal.
Can't be broken! Elder Xu was trembling in the formation but relaxed a little. This time the Dragon Turtle's attack was much more powerful than the last time. Obviously tried their best. But there is no way to form a big formation.
If the mountain-protecting formation cannot be broken with one blow, then it is invincible.
His mouth became more and more unscrupulous: "You gave birth to my Qingyuan and grew up with me. It was not my Qingyuan that led you to practice. At this moment, I don't know where you are gnawing in the mire. Your master dare not be presumptuous in front of me. How dare a mere child be so shameless?" present!"
Following his words, a big dice fell from the sky and crashed down.
Power×3
Under the pure gold dice, a crack appeared on the light screen of the mountain guarding formation, and then with this crack as the center, dense spider webs spread.
The sound of breaking eggshells came one after another. Elder Xu's expression changed and he saw that the formation was completely shattered.
The Dragon Turtle's breath hit his face, and the life-and-death crisis suddenly hit him. He almost suffocated, but then he suddenly remembered that Zhu Yan was not afraid of the Dragon Turtle, but he was not Zhu Yan...
I never thought that the Dragon Turtle could break through the mountain-protecting formation! This was designed by the sect leader himself and blessed by Zhu Yan. How could it be smashed by a dice three or two times?
Who is a serious person who uses dice to make magic weapons?
He turned around to ask for help from the sect, but was slapped by Dragon Turtle on the roof of the main hall, and his whole body was inserted, leaving only the upper part of his chest outside.
Seriously injured, but not dead. Dragon Turtle didn't kill him, but shattered his Dantian and meridians with a slap. Elder Xu's complexion suddenly changed, and his thousand-year Taoist practice instantly turned him into nothingness. He spat out blood and begged towards the hall below him: "Master Zhu Yan, save me. …”
I saw a giant ape with a white head and bare feet leaping out from the hall and running away without any hesitation, as if it was afraid of something unexpected happening if it ran too slow.
Elder Xu, who was in pain, was stunned for a moment, stunned and at a loss.
Zhu Yan didn't say a word. The dragon turtle was able to seriously injure him even before it opened the sky, and it still faced several divine beasts at the same time. It has been two years since the founding of Heaven. Isn't it possible that he has already consolidated his realm and is not waiting to die?
Zhu Yan's speed was extremely fast, and the afterimage flew hundreds of miles away in an instant.
But Su He was faster. In a flash, he landed in front of it, and the Fourfold Mountain God Seal hit it head on.
mean! There is a way to use space magic!
Zhu Yan roared, and his arms made a circle of waves, like whips and spears, and smashed forward, colliding with the Mountain God Seal. The space at the collision collapsed, and a circle of thunder and lightning flashed out, hitting its fist.
Su He's Mountain God Seal not only has the effect of collision and suppression, but also contains half of the thunder pool presented by Su Huanian!
Zhu Yan came and went back even faster. A wave rippled across the entire body of the giant ape, flying back faster than when it came, crashing into the Wuxiang Sword Sect, and half of the sect collapsed.
Elder Xu in the main hall was stunned.
However, he saw the dragon turtle's body flashing and already landing in the sect. He raised his paw and waved a barrier to protect Si Ze.
Looking down at Zhu Yan from a high position.
"Who gave you the courage to tease the Dragon Turtle?" The Zhu Yan clan has to practice in war, especially the war caused by itself, and the gains are even more extraordinary. Maybe he wanted to cause a fight between the Wuxiang Sword Sect and Qingyuan so he could practice?
But use him as an incision, spread rumors, and then influence him.
court death!
Su He hates the Wuxiang Sword Sect the most, but has no hatred, but Zhu Yan, who provoked the dispute, deserves to be killed!
When the two armies fight, kill the talkers first!
You want to conspire to cause a war, fine, I'll satisfy you, one side is me, the other side is you! I'll let you go personally.
Zhu Yan did not answer the question, the distance between the Dragon Turtle Divine Machine and the Dragon Turtle Divine Machine had become longer. The longest distance during the Dragon God Festival was several miles, but at this moment, the Divine Machine could overtake it twice instantly.
At that moment, it feared that it would not be able to escape for more than a hundred miles.
If you can't escape, there will only be a fight.
Zhu Yan pressed his hands on the ground, looked up at Su He, and jumped up. The moment he jumped up, the entire Wuxiang Mountain had gathered up and merged into his body.
Zhu Yan, a head of flesh and blood, instantly transformed into Zhu Yan, a ten-foot-tall mountain rock. He lowered his head and looked down at Su He.
Zhu hates good soil. There was a fight before the Dragon God Festival, and he once escaped. But no such method was used that day.
He was seriously injured at that time, but he still wanted to encourage others to fight without exposing himself?
"Roar!" Zhu Yan roared, raised his fists above his head, intertwined his fingers and clasped his hands together, and smashed his head towards Su He.
"Roar!" Su He roared back, blasting out divine power and hitting Zhu Yan's head. At the same time, he flashed and was already on top of Zhu Yan's head. He was fighting with Su He. He couldn't seal the space, so he was innately in a position to be beaten. .
The Mountain God Seal instantly hit his head.
Power×5
boom! The space was shattered, and the ten-foot-long giant ape seemed to be shattered in the mirror. There was a piece of gravel in every space.
The giant ape shattered, but Zhu Yan's body was not visible. Instead, blood spurted out from many gravels at the same time, breaking through the broken space and pouring straight towards Su He.
Bloodshed has always been Zhu Yan's only way to fight his enemies.
A flash of light flashed in Su He's eyes, "You still want to use blood to ban my magical powers?" How can the same method be used again and again?
After smelling Zhu Yan's aura, various ways to get bloodied were already flashing through Su He's mind. How could there be no countermeasures? The water waves beneath him gathered into a ball and enveloped him, rushing away in all directions at the same time.
How can there be more blood than water?
The blood crashed into the water waves, but did not scatter. Instead, it stabbed Su He like a spear.
Su He sneered, raised his claws, and the water waves gathered into a tornado, instantly twisting the blood spear together and spiraling away from the mountain.
All the blood disappeared. Su He lowered his head and saw Zhu Yan among the broken giant apes.
Instead, the nearly ten thousand disciples of the Wuxiang Sword Sect looked directly at Su He like zombies, gnashing their teeth and wishing they could eat his flesh and blood.
They were not lost, but due to Zhu Yan's influence, their hatred for Su He suddenly expanded. Those who could wield the sword had already taken off with their swords, gathered into formation, and slowly approached Su He.
Zhu Yan came with a message: "Tens of thousands of disciples are all fellow disciples of Qingyuan. Do you... want to kill them?"
There was actually gloating in his tone.
Zhu Yan is sure to make a profit whether he kills it or not!
Killing, this is war, just take the opportunity to draw a wave. If they don't kill, these disciples of the Wuxiang Sword Sect are deeply bewitched and want to kill the dragon turtle.
"Hide?" Su He looked around. Do you still want to hide under my nose? Dragon turtles always rely only on their eyes!
"The Wuxiang Sword Sect is short-sighted, why are you, Zhu Yan, not the same? You want war, fine, I'll give it to you!"
Su He roared, looked up to the sky and chanted: "Netherworld!"
The witchcraft of the netherworld looks like supernatural power but is not a supernatural power. It opens the netherworld passage and attracts the ghosts of the netherworld. When Su Hezhen killed Soaring Snake, the ghostly aura floated out and the dice rolled three points, and the size tripled.
The Netherworld Channel opened by Su He is not comparable to Soaring Snake.
A group of veterans with incomplete armor ran out of the netherworld, missing arms, legs and half body. They roared out and charged towards the Wuxiang Sword Sect waving their rusty iron swords.
Killing intent rushed through instantly, and the sword-controlling disciple flying in the air fell down like a sparrow with its wings cut off.
They couldn't even bear the aura of the ghost.
The breath of war surged from the ghost's body and rushed straight to Zhu Yan underground. This aura is not much, but it is extremely tyrannical, forcing people to buy and sell directly to Zhu Yan.
Zhu Yan was not happy but was surprised.
There was inexplicable fear on his face, this breath was poisonous!
Where did these ghosts participate in the battle before? What kind of war is this? It is simply not something that a little Zhu Yan can conquer, at least not even an adult Zhu Yan! When this aura entered the body, not only did it not improve the Taoism and replenish the consumption, but it corroded the body like a poison. At this moment, a battlefield seemed to have been opened in the body, and the newly entered war aura rushed into the body, killing in all directions.
Zhu Yan jumped out from the ground, lay on the ground, and beat his chest: "Lost! I admit defeat! Take away the ghosts!"
Unexpected effect.
But instead of taking away the ghost objects, Su He expanded the Netherworld passage.
If you make this mistake again, you just admit defeat when you say you do. Su He didn't even bother Zhu Yan to admit defeat in the Dragon God Sacrifice Game, let alone now!
"Stop! Stop!" Zhu Yan's eyes were red, he held his head and shouted: "The Wuxiang Sword Sect is all disciples of Qingyuan. They are from the same sect as you, so you want to kill them?"
Su He looked down at it. It was useless to beg for mercy, so he started to play the emotional card? It's a pity that in the entire Qingyuan Sect, how many people are worthy of Su He's concern?
It was just a dozen people who had attended classes together at Li Nanyuan, plus some elders and a few leaders who had good relationships with them.
He gestured to Si Ze and Bing Coffin in the barrier: "It's unfortunate that one of the people I care about in the Qingyuan Sect was besieged to death by your people, and the other wishes he could die with you."
On the top of the hall, Elder Xu, who was planting green onions, stared blankly at Zhu Yan rolling on the floor, his faith in his heart suddenly shattered.
Hearing Su He's voice, his eyes suddenly widened and he looked at Zhu Yan in disbelief: "You... let the Wuxiang Sword Sect's lineage kill the Qingyuan disciples?" He seemed to be unable to believe the news and instinctively thought it was false, but Looking at Su Hesi's expression, he couldn't help but believe it, and a string in his heart suddenly plucked.
Why? Didn't he encourage the Wuxiang Sword Sect and Qingyuan to merge and set up a large formation to attack the Dragon Turtle? Why do you want to kill Qingyuan disciples?
He huffed and puffed.
In the distance, Su He and Zhu Yan were confronting each other, but no one paid attention to him.
Zhu Yan's hair began to fall off in patches, and he looked straight at Su He, with blood bubbles coming out of the corners of his mouth: "You, want to kill me?" He grinned back, revealing his fangs: "Don't you dare ! You are attracting enemies to the Dragon Turtle clan!"
It huffed and puffed: "I, the Zhu Yan clan, are not loaches like Teng She who have been living for hundreds of thousands of years! My clan is seventy Zhu Yan, do you know the consequences of killing me?"
Su He lowered his head and looked at Zhu Yan. Are all Zhu Yan's people so self-righteous? Arbitrarily setting up traps, causing wars, and then admitting your mistakes when you can't figure it out. How did your clan pass it down?
This was the case last time. He gave up when he couldn't beat him. It was probably because Su He didn't teach him enough lessons. This time she dared to tease him. It wasn't enough to admit defeat, but she also wanted to threaten him.
Want to stop playing when you can't play anymore? Where does the confidence come from?
Su He suddenly had a flash of light in his mind, yes...this is Zhu Yan! Divine beast! Immortality! There is still a huge ethnic group behind him. Even if the design causes a war between the two sects, in the end he will at most apologize and lose his property, and there is no way his life will be in danger.
No force would easily offend Zhu Yan. Su He could look down on their bloodline, but others couldn't.
Opening the fifth heaven when you reach adulthood is equivalent to the seventh step of a monk in the sky. How can anyone in the seventy clansmen of this clan be able to offend him?
In the mysterious world of mountains and seas, Su He let out a long chant in the direction of Qing Lei.
"Uncle Lei, could Zhu Yan kill him?"
Qing Lei's conscious body shook his head and waved his claws to unblock Su He Island.
"Ang~"
What did you say? The shielding was not done well and actually cut off Su He's outward contact.
"Could Zhu Yan kill him?" Su He groaned again.
Qing Lei smiled, and Chang Yin replied: "Guess, what am I doing?"
Su He: "?"
In the Wuxiang Sword Sect, the space rolled, and a passage suddenly appeared. On the opposite side of the passage, Qing Lei stepped on an adult Zhu Yan, with violence flashing in his eyes, he looked at Su He and said: "Remember, no matter which race or side If the power offends you, I will kill you if you deserve it! Even if you are the crown prince of the imperial palace, the Buddhist disciple of the Buddhist world, and the Taoist disciple of Gui Wangshan, I will kill you without fail!"
Especially the Zhu Yan clan, if people abandon the ghosts, they will kill them, but so what?
This Zhu Yan, when Su He went through the second tribulation in his second body, watched him sneaking around from a distance, and now he is acting like a monster outside the world of Feng Shen. How can Qing Lei spare it?
Pressing his claws down, the adult Zhu Yan instantly turned into ashes.
Qing Lei looked down at Su He.
Su He looked at Zhu Yan in front of him. Zhu Yan's face was instantly frightened, and he stopped quietly preparing his back moves.
How dare! How dare! Even Dragon Turtle dared to ignore Zhu Yan's huge clan and directly kill the clan uncle.
Its heart is in turmoil. The mountain divine seal above his head suddenly smashed down, and Zhu Yan's soul came out: "No!"
As soon as the words came out, the six times the power of the Mountain God Seal was already printed.
It hit Zhu Yan's head with a crash, and before blood could flow out, it was suppressed by the huge force.
A jet-black thunder struck from the sky and landed on Zhu Yan.
Zhu Yan raised his claws and watched as his body was shattered bit by bit and turned into nothingness.
When the origin of reverse cutting falls on the monks of the second level of the Sky, it is the reverse cutting of the natal stars. When it comes to other things, it is wiped out from the root.
Outside the space passage, Qing Lei nodded, and something strange flashed in his eyes: "Turtle boy, I will teach you to be good again. Any divine beast, even just a drop of blood, is a treasure! Before killing this Zhu Yan, I have already killed him. After all the useful materials are stripped off, what about you? If you sell Zhu Yan's materials, it will be easy to build seven or eight of your Qingyuan Gates."
Su He turned around in shock and looked at Qing Lei in disbelief.
Shouldn't this be said before I wipe it out?
Qing Lei laughed and smoothed the space with a wave of his claws.
The Wuxiang Sword Sect fell into an eerie silence. Only the ghosts ignored them and continued to fight towards the Sword Sect disciples.
The ghost summons, the combat power of ghosts is random, but it can always summon ghosts similar to your own realm. Killing them at this moment is a massacre.
On the top of the hall, Elder Xu was completely stunned.
Zhu Yan... is dead!
Not only was this Zhu Yan dead, but also an adult Zhu Yan was turned into ashes under the claws of a dragon turtle, like a dog, without even a chance to resist.
In the eyes of Dragon Turtle, the god-like Zhu Yan is a monkey that can be killed at will? Just like the disciples of the Wuxiang Sword Sect in Zhu Yan's eyes?
His heart felt cold. He actually wanted to rely on Zhu Yan to kill the dragon and turtle with his sword...
He was silent, suddenly raised his head, and yelled hysterically at Su He: "Dragon Turtle, stop! Stop! These are Qingyuan disciples, they are not wrong! They are just being deceived! Kill me, kill me! Behead the evil and punish those who are evil. Leave a way for others to survive!"
"Even the Wuxiang Sword Sect is not all targeting you! How can those who have seen you go through the heavenly tribulation have second thoughts towards you! There are also those who have been thrown out of the two realms of war and have seen adult dragon turtles. They He even advised me, advised me..."
Seeing the ghosts being slaughtered, Elder Xu spat out a mouthful of blood.
Zhu Yan deserves to be killed! Should be killed! There is also the scholar. It was Zhu Yan whom he attracted that made the Wuxiang Sword Sect have second thoughts!
Zhu Yan ran away quickly as soon as the Dragon Turtle entered the room. He must have known that he was no match for the Dragon Turtle, but he tempted the Wuxiang Sword Sect to have second thoughts.
Su He waved his claws at the Netherworld Passage, and a burst of suction came out, not sucking in all things, but just sucking in all the ghosts. When the last ghost entered, the passage was immediately closed.
There is no trace at all, it is even more perfect than Qing Lei smoothing out the space passage.
The underworld is not in this world!
Elder Xu gasped and gasped. Su He looked at him: "Where is the scholar?"
There was a reason for not killing him. In the entire Wuxiang Sword Sect, only Elder Xu had the strongest scholarly smell, and even Zhu Yan didn't have such a smell.
He should have seen the scholar within three days.
Compared to Zhu Yan, for some reason, Su He wanted to kill the scholar more.
(End of chapter)
