Dayan Sect, thousands of palaces, have been reduced to ruins, with corpses strewn everywhere and rivers of blood flowing.
The mountain treasures and spiritual grass were in a mess, cranes and spiritual beasts were shocked to death. White bones and bright red blood could be seen everywhere. The colorful sect walls could no longer see their original colors. The scriptures from the Scripture Pavilion and the Martial Palace were scattered everywhere. , dyed red.
A few wisps of green smoke curled up from the ruins, and there was a dead silence.
The sect's inheritance that lasted for tens of thousands of years was basically cut off.
"Thank you for your kindness, senior, I will not be a disciple of Dayan in this life!"
"Thank you, senior, for not killing me!"
But there were also one or two hundred people who could not bear the pressure of death. Their fighting spirit and ambition disappeared. They turned pale, gave up their thoughts, swore that they had nothing to do with Dayan anymore, and staggered away into the distance.
These people have been in a state of confusion in this life and will never dare to recognize Dayan again, nor do they have any thoughts of revenge.
Xin Zhuo landed lightly on the ground, glanced in all directions, with a hint of helplessness on his face, and moved forward step by step as he stepped aside from the corpses.
Jiang Yugui and Xiao Huang followed behind. Jiang Yugui flushed and said with a smile: "Brother, there is no need to feel burdened. Dayan has been killing you for many years. It is reasonable for you to kill Dayan. These people are Dayan's disciples and are subject to Dayan." The teachings and favors of this lifetime should naturally bear due consequences! No one will say that you are cruel!
You must know that in those days, the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Races and the big boss of the human race, who didn't kill thousands of people and shed rivers of blood?
What I admire the most is that it only took one hour for my brother to kill one of them. It was so violent!
But, how did my brother destroy the mountain-protecting formation? It was too much to break it with just one sword! "
Xin Zhuo glanced back at him. Jiang Yugui, who was talking so vigorously, shut up obediently and almost bit his tongue.
"Um……"
At this moment, among the dead bodies, a woman covered in blood suddenly stood up staggeringly, with a numb look on her face. She gripped a broken sword, pointed at Xin Zhuo, and spoke word by word with a decisive gesture. : "The evil man Xin Zhuo, Zhu Wufeng of the Dayan Sect, and Xing Sinan, the third generation disciple, are fighting with you!"
Xin Zhuo glanced at her indifferently, flicked his fingers, and his slender figure flew upside down like a rag, a mouthful of blood spurted out, the long sword was released from his hand, with a look of relief and overwhelming hatred on his face, and he fell to the dead body again. middle.
Jiang Yugui blinked and said, "It seems he's not dead! I'll give him another stab!"
Xin Zhuo glared at him.
Jiang Yugui said: "Aren't you afraid of her revenge in the future?"
Xin Zhuo sneered: "If she has this ability, wouldn't it be fun for me to wait for her?"
At this moment, he finally reached the first peak of Dayan Sect's main line and summoned Wangyue Well.
[Special sacrifice: a super sect.
Surrender:90/100
Note: Can be grabbed. 】
Stretching out his hand: "Take it!"
"Whoosh whoosh..."
Thousands of hazy sect destiny spiraled out from the ruins in all directions and went straight to the Moon Watching Well. After transformation, they entered Xin Zhuo's body like thousands of birds returning to their nests.
Jiang Yugui was dumbfounded and murmured: "What kind of evil skill can still be like this?"
The next moment, there is something even more evil——
Xin Zhuo's mental power suddenly reached its peak. The empty mountain patterns around him rose and fell, and the earth and ruins far and near shook slightly.
The clouds in the sky fluctuate.
A large number of Wu Yun stones in the ruins of Dayan Sect emit a dazzling light.
Jiang Yugui retreated sharply and said in surprise: "Break another door? How long have you been in Quasi-Saint?"
"Buzz——"
Within Xin Zhuo's body, the golden eight-layer portal was rippled.
The majestic true energy, martial arts, and luck flow from the meridians throughout the body, ups and downs, and finally escape into the Dan Sea and circulate around the sky.
The third door burst with a bang!
The strength has been doubled, and the true energy and mountain patterns have also been doubled.
Xin Zhuo opened his eyes and looked at the hell-like miserable conditions around him. His brows furrowed. Quasi-sage practice requires such a lot of accumulation...
I don’t know if this killing trip is right or wrong!
revenge……
Unable to bear the confusion in his heart, he raised his hands and bowed seriously to the mountain-like corpse.
It is a principle to kill people.
Respect the dead, he was not a murderous monster.
"Brother, isn't this the cat crying and the mouse pretending to be compassionate?" Jiang Yugui rubbed his nose.
As a result, Xiao Huang gave him a hard look.
Xin Zhuo stood up and looked directly at the east, as if he wanted to see clearly the appearance of Daluo Sect and countless figures through countless distances, and said word by word: "If others kill me, I will kill them too. Whether it is right or wrong, we will tell in the next life. Fight in Daluo!"
Roll up Jiang Yugui and Xiao Huang and head straight to the eastern sky!
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In the Xuantian Mountains, Qianwu is in the right position, with black dragons soaring, yin and yang pure and quiet, and purple energy coming from the east. More than 1,500 tall and simple palaces are built on the cliffs and cliffs with winding "well" shapes.
The aura is soaring to the sky and the martial arts is as rich as water.
Disciples are constantly flying over, going to and from various peaks.
Seeing such a majestic and majestic sect, all the casual cultivators in the world would probably be three points short of it.
This is Daluo Sect, one of the super sects in the southeast of Donghua Mingyu.
Yesterday at noon, the Quasi-Saint of the Bauhinia Holy Land, the Venerable Master of the Soul-Destroying Spirits, and another Quasi-Saint arrived with 470 Holy Land disciples.
Immediately after the Dayan Sect put aside their previous suspicions, the Quasi-Sage Seventh-degree Patriarch and a dozen elders, sons and saints also came with more than 300 disciples.
Daluo Sect, which already had tens of thousands of disciples, instantly became lively.
"Tian Yuan Skills Discussion" is just a kind of disciple competition meeting held because of the good personal relationship between Daluo Quasi-Sage Dongfang Patriarch, Dayan Quasi-Sage Seventh Degree Patriarch, and Bauhinia Holy Land Quasi-Saint Ling-destroying Venerable.
However, there is mutual verification and comparison between them, which is really a great event for Daluo Sect disciples.
Last night, almost no one meditated and fell into trance. Everyone gathered together and talked excitedly all night long.
How a certain Zijin disciple is handsome and free-spirited, and how extraordinary a certain disciple is, and how a certain disciple is majestic and outstanding - this is what the female disciples are chatting about.
A certain female disciple of the Bauhinia Holy Land not only looks like a fairy, she is also extremely talented, with a temperament as cold as frost, which makes people extremely eager to conquer; a certain female disciple of the Dayan Sect also has a graceful figure, picturesque features, enthusiasm, and talent. Wait a minute, what a wonderful person - this is a chat between male disciples.
Can Ronaldo win this time? ——These are the militant disciples.
Today at Yin Shizhong, the disciples of Daluo, dressed neatly and neatly, came out of the palace one after another. The male and female disciples with good looks and talents who were responsible for entertaining the distinguished guests took the lead in rushing towards the "Secret Altar of Daluo", while the remaining disciples went to visit their elders.
On the path of Xuantian Peak.
Disciple Li Fan, who has only been a disciple for seven years, wears a clean true disciple robe and walks forward majesticly. He is a disciple of Daluo Xuantian Palace. Although Xuantian Palace is the weakest palace of Daluo Sect, there are still things to be proud of. In this place, it is said that a certain martial uncle is so domineering that he is no match for even the terrifying, god-like palace master.
What kind of grace is that? He couldn't help but think.
He casually crushed a mountain flower.
"Don't hurt the spirit flower."
A cold scolding came from above.
Li Fan was startled for a moment, then quickly threw the flowers away and said with a smile: "I know, Senior Brother Ning Yu!"
There stood a tall and straight young man with a handsome face, but a pair of eyes that were extremely deep, making it difficult for people to see clearly. Li Fan still remembered how ruthless and terrifying this senior brother was when he first entered the profession seven years ago. It is said that he has now... It's the ninth level of Lingtai, and it's about to enter Guixu.
His cultivation level is too terrifying. Unfortunately, he has just entered the Yinxu realm. How many years and months will it take him to catch up?
Li Fan quickened his pace, walked to Ning Yu, rubbed his hands, and said with a smile: "Brothers, sisters, uncles and uncles, are they all here?"
"They should all be in Xuantian Palace, let's go!"
Ning Yu nodded slightly, with a hint of vicissitudes of life on his face. He wanted to compare with that person back then, but unfortunately, the gap was so big that it was so big that it was hard for him to compare. Five years ago, he was already a mid-level Saint Son master in the Yuanji Realm. How terrifying it would be to suppress the Holy Son.
Although he was not far away from Hunyuanxu, he was still thousands of miles away from him.
Hearing rumors from the upper echelons, Xin Zhuo had died somewhere in the Daqian Imperial Capital. To be honest, he was not happy at all. He felt that his life had lost its purpose and everything had become boring.
Thinking of this, he raised his head and saw Xie Lingwu and Zhang Jin'er with stubble not far away. The two behaved very intimately and had been married for many years.
"Ning Yu!" Xie Lingwu nodded.
Ning Yu smiled and said: "Uncle Xie and Uncle Zhang are so affectionate and affectionate, which is enviable."
Zhang Jin'er rolled her eyes at him: "You are the only one who can say it!"
Xie Lingwu laughed and patted Ning Yu on the shoulder: "I heard that your old enemy Ling Tianjun is going to participate in this Tianyuan skill debate. What about you?"
Ning Yu said in a deep voice: "It's not like you don't know the temper of our palace master. So far, you have chosen a quota for him casually."
Xie Lingwu sighed. Ever since the leader of Xuantian Palace, Li Wuxia, was defeated by Brother Xin during his lifetime and his foundation was damaged, his temper has become more and more irritable day by day, as if he had drunk too much.
At this time, a large group of fellow disciples suddenly came to the mountain path on the opposite side. Li Fan's eyes lit up behind him: "They are all elders of the sect. You can't see them on weekdays. Uncle Nangong Wentian, Uncle Su Liuli, and Uncle Jiang Xiaoyu." , Master Shen Huansha, Master Feng Qiaoer, Master Ye Liang, Master Li Sijuan, and Master Bai Jianhao, wow, Master Gongsun Li is so beautiful!"
"Shut up!"
Ning Yu scolded in a deep voice.
Li Fan covered his mouth.
Xie Lingwu, Ning Yu and Zhang Jin'er had already come forward and saluted.
Nangong Wentian grew a three-inch long beard and said with a gentle smile: "We are all here, no need to say more, let's go!"
A group of people went straight ahead and arrived at the Xuantian Hall not long after, but the atmosphere inside the hall was very solemn.
Hall masters Li Wuxia, Chu Zongwei and others were blowing their beards and staring, while Liu Qingfeng, Chu Siniang, Yu Zhuji, Zhu Qing and others were watching with their ears and nose.
Everyone had no choice but to hide in the corner.
At this time, I heard Li Wuxia sneer and say: "What the hell are you playing with the Tianyuan debate? If you want to show off, you still want to win. I'm not afraid to tell you clearly that winning the Bauhinia Holy Land is just as difficult as the Great Luo Sect being destroyed today!"
Discussing skills may sound vulgar, but it is definitely the best way to verify martial arts cultivation, so Chu Zongwei and the others are very persistent.
"It's hard to say!" Liu Qingfeng's slow voice came from the crowd.
I don’t know if “difficult to say” refers to annihilation or victory or defeat?
"Who said that?" Li Wuxia looked at Liu Qingfeng fiercely and cursed: "Old Liu, Xin Zhuo is dead. Uncle Dongfang Taishi did it. Uncle Dongfang Lianer also did it. The whole sect knows it. , your situation is very bad, don’t think that I dare not treat you!”
Liu Qingfeng sneered: "You were beaten by my poor apprentice back then!"
Li Wuxia was stunned for a moment, then roared, spittle flying all over the sky: "I know, and I have never denied it. The saints and saints were beaten by him, but he still died!"
Liu Qingfeng said again: "But you were beaten badly by my poor disciple before he was alive!"
Li Wuxia glared at him angrily, then suddenly lost his temper for a while and said calmly: "Old Liu, don't keep mentioning this kind of thing, let's go!"
The whole palace is silent!
Li Wuxia walked out first, and everyone looked at each other and followed silently.
It’s really inexplicable to come, and it’s inexplicable to go.
Li Fan followed the elders, approached Li Sijuan cautiously, and whispered: "Master, Xin...is uncle Xin really that powerful?"
"Who the hell is talking about Xin Zhuo again? Do you believe that I will destroy him?" Li Wuxia at the front finally broke out, and the stench of the five degenerations of heaven and man became even worse, "I didn't really lose to him. If he lives, I will You still dare to fight with him! Who doesn’t have a temper anymore?”
Li Fan turned pale with fright, and I didn't say anything.
No one around dared to answer.
Li Sijuan patted her apprentice on the shoulder and shook her head.
Ahead is the vast and vast Daluo Forbidden Area "Daluo Secret Altar", visible in the distance, with disciples from other temples and peaks arriving from all directions.
Among them are many extremely talented third-generation masters, such as Chen Changsheng, Nie Shenghuan, Wu Yingyue, He Lianyou, Kudu and others. They are all the most outstanding talents in recent years. They are about to enter the Five Decline of Heaven and Man. To be honest, this This kind of talent is not to be missed even in the Holy Land and Cave Heaven.
The masters of the Eighteen Peaks looked at each other, nodded, and then jumped to the edge of the "Da Luo Secret Altar". As soon as they landed, no matter whether it was the major peak masters, palace masters, pavilion masters, elders, or disciples, they were all silent. .
There are too many masters!
Especially in the grand formation of the Bauhinia Holy Land in the south direction, there are a bunch of heavenly beings, dozens of Yuanji, and no less than five saint-level masters. The most terrifying ones are the two old women sitting cross-legged in the air, with magnificent aura and faces. It's hard to see clearly, and the wisps of breath make it difficult to breathe. Two quasi-sages! This is the first time for such close contact.
Directly north, in the direction of the Dayan Sect, there are nineteen masters of Yuanji, twenty-one masters of the five deities of heaven and earth, and three masters of the middle saint son level. Sitting cross-legged at the top is a middle-aged man. His body disappears and appears, and his aura can be seen. The quasi-sage seventh-degree ancestor caused the mountains to collapse and the earth to crack!
With the strength of the two major forces, any one of the five devastated and fifth devastated gods could beat all the masters in the peaks, pavilions, and halls of Da Luo.
Fortunately, the main sect of Da Luo did not give in too much. Directly to the west, Si Ying and Wujiang and other three saints, and twenty-eight Yuanji Realm elders. This is Da Luo's entire background, and a huge figure at the top. , with white beard and white hair, like a god, is the absolute master of Daluo Sect, the ancestor of Dongfang!
The masters from various peaks and palaces in Da Luo suddenly became dispensable. They had no choice but to sit cross-legged on a platform, watch their noses and noses, and wait for instructions from the higher-ups on how to perform this "Tian Yuan Theory Technique"...
Li Fan hid in the crowd, looking at the huge and mysterious secret altar and countless figures. He couldn't help but feel in a trance, and asked his master Li Sijuan in a low voice: "Master, the power in this Da Luo secret altar can be broken by heaven, right?" Look at Ancestor Dongfang, he’s as big as a god!”
The more advanced I practice, the more aware I am of my own insignificance and weakness. I feel like a child in the dignified state of Yin and Xu.
Li Sijuan couldn't help but show a hint of pride on her face, and lowered her voice and said: "We are inseparable. This power is indeed terrifying!"
"Everyone..."
The Eastern Patriarch sat cross-legged in the sky, stroking his beard and looking in all directions, especially in the direction of Bauhinia and Dayan. He smiled calmly and said with an immortal air: "Disciples of the younger generation discuss martial arts and measure bones. It is also a grand event. I am waiting for the elders." How about sitting back, not fighting or competing, just for fun?"
"Good!" Lord Mie Ling nodded slightly.
"hehe."
At this moment, high in the sky above, a voice with extremely domineering and murderous intent suddenly came: "Old Dongfang Dog, old nun who destroys spirits, Tianyuan discusses skills, I will also discuss them, what is discussed is the destruction of Da Luo How about the life and death of everyone Zonghe?"
"Wow..."
Countless eyes looked outside the high-altitude mountain-protecting formation, and their expressions changed.
Mie Ling and Dongfang, who were like humans among the gods, instantly lost their color and became dull and silent.
(End of chapter)
