"Bai Chi Abyss" is dark and humid, with no sunshine all year round, hazy mist, and howling wind. It is difficult for ordinary people to get out if they go in. Even if they do, they will get seriously ill.
Between the cliffs, there are more than three thousand dead coffins hanging on the cliffs of despair. The small ones are like the mahogany coffins used by ordinary people for funerals, and the ordinary coffins are giant coffins carved with dragons and phoenixes. The two largest ones are hanging in the air. The wooden nine dragons and wooden phoenixes are pulled together, with strange shapes and evil spirits, as if they are hiding ancient evil gods.
All the coffins were in deathly silence, except for the yin energy coming from the bottom of the Hundred-foot Abyss and entering thousands of coffins.
This is the temporary mountain gate of the Huangquan Sect. Once you absorb all the yin energy here, you will be able to escape far away.
"Whoosh——"
At this moment, a figure staggered towards me, knelt in the air, and cried loudly: "This disciple is being chased and killed, and it is unspeakable suffering!"
It's the Han Dynasty!
"Buzz——"
Thousands of coffins were lit up. The coffin board of one of the giant coffins was opened, and a person slowly sat up. It was Xiao Jingyi, the holy son of the Huangquan Sect who was captured by Xin Zhuo when Da Zhou resisted Da Qian. His cultivation level was even higher. After a while, he reached the Yuanji Eight Forests and merged into the heaven-level origin. He said coldly: "Who is it?"
Han Ju said in a trembling voice: "I don't know, that man looks like a young man. I'm afraid that some gods and humans have lost their cultivation. He didn't kill the disciples. He just teased and chased all the way. Now he stopped chasing. I don't know where he went, but I, the Huangquan Sect, Wei, I’m afraid it’s been blasphemed!”
"Master!"
Xiao Jing looked at the largest Jiufeng coffin.
A cold and sweet female voice came from the coffin: "Together with Han Zhi, kill him!"
"Here!"
…
The "Ghost Sect" has been passed down for more than 4,000 years. It is said that the main ancestor is probably the bloodline of the ghost clan, one of the ten thousand clans. He practices the "Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Heaven". His disciples may be cruel and violent or charming and gorgeous, but "Nine The shadows move lightly, and the shadows are thousands of miles away, and the ghostly atmosphere is overwhelming."
At this moment, on a winding mountain road, hundreds of young men and women were tied up hand and foot. Under the supervision of dozens of black-clothed Ghost Sect disciples, they headed straight to a cold windy hilltop covered with red Yinjue stones. There were several The ten palaces are full of evil spirits.
After burning incense, hundreds of young men and women stopped in front of the dead mountain gate. They were trembling and at a loss. Suddenly, they heard dense strange laughter coming from the gloomy palace, followed by a dark ghostly atmosphere. There is a faint shadow of an evil ghost floating around.
Hundreds of young men and women were just ordinary people. Their faces instantly turned pale, their crotches felt hot, and they peed their pants.
I saw hundreds of figures in red clothes suddenly appearing in the ghostly sky above the palace. They all looked surly and bloodthirsty, but the leading woman, with ice muscles and jade bones, and blood-red cherry lips, was particularly alluring. At this time, the voice Kong Ling: "Eat!"
A large number of red-robed Ghost Sect disciples rushed towards hundreds of young men and women.
"Hahaha……"
The leading woman lay lazily on her stomach, laughing wildly, revealing a pair of long white legs with a wild appearance.
"Is there still hope? God opens..."
A young man with a resolute face in the crowd looked up to the sky and roared. Then he was stunned for a moment, and saw four people appearing in the sky, a young man and three flashy people.
Naturally, the people from the Guimen Sect also saw it, and couldn't help but be startled and stopped their forward movement.
The leading woman stopped laughing, frowned and looked coldly: "Yan Cuizong, if I don't kill you, what do you want to do? Do you want to ask for the hairpin of ten middle-grade Wu Yun stones that you failed to woo?" threw!"
The old man of the Yan Chu Sect had a dark red face, pinched his chin, scratched his nose, and looked at Xin Zhuo: "Your Majesty, this woman is Nie Yinniang, the leader of the Ghost Sect, from the Hunyuanxu back realm! She is so sultry and sultry!"
This is not a serious adjective.
Nie Yinniang also looked at Xin Zhuo, with a hint of vigilance in her seductive eyes, and said coldly: "My Guimen Sect and Huangquan Sect..."
Xin Zhuo turned a deaf ear and waved his hand, and the nine-color true energy rolled up hundreds of young men and women and sent them to the foot of the mountain. Then he clicked a finger, and the water from Wangyue Well came out first. Then the mountain patterns roared, and the nine-color true energy was majestic, like the power of heaven and earth. .
"boom……"
Dozens of ghostly and weeping palaces throughout the Guimen Sect, including the mountain guarding formation, were shattered.
The reaction of Nie Yinniang and the disciples of the sect was not unpleasant. Their expressions changed in an instant, and their cultivation levels were revealed, but the ghosts, ghostly auras, and spiritual treasures all over the sky were turned into paper.
"ah……"
Countless figures screamed and flew around, crashing into the ruins. Nie Yinniang's slender figure also fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of black blood, and couldn't get up for a long time.
Despite your thousands of years of inheritance, in the face of absolute power, you are still a chicken and a dog.
The three people of the Yan Chu Sect were in a trance and couldn't come back to their senses for a long time. The terrifying Ghost Sect was destroyed with one finger?
Xin Zhuo looked at the moon-watching well. This time, he could absorb more than half of the luck. He stretched out his hand and took it!
One thousand seventeen or eight hundred rays of luck flew out from the ruins and from the disciples of the Ghost Sect and entered his body!
The massive Wu Yun Stone also flew over and was put into the Moon-Watching Bag by him.
He felt that a sect of this level would need to destroy at least ten sects in order to break through the ninth sect.
Sure enough, the cultivation of annihilation is really fast!
The owner of Wangyue Well is speechless!
"Walk!"
He picked up Yan Kuizong and the other three people and ran straight into the distance.
Nie Yinniang, who was below, climbed up with difficulty and looked at the mountain gate and disciples around her. She was despairing of all thoughts, but she had no hatred and couldn't afford to hate her. She couldn't help but look at Xin Zhuo's back, reluctantly flew up and chased after him: "Senior, I am willing to follow you! "
Xin Zhuo looked at him in surprise, but before he could say anything, Yan Chuzong jumped in and said, "You bitch, why do you follow me? What are your abilities?"
Nie Yinniang was also willing to go all out. She sneered, her charming and charming face showed a trace of charm, and said to Xin Zhuo: "I am holding a basin and handing out water to warm the bed, even if I am a bitch in front of my seniors! It is a thousand times better than a swallow dog!" "
Yan Chuzong was stunned: "Dignified Hunyuanxu, the master of a sect, why do you want to ruin yourself?"
Nie Yinniang barely showed a hint of flattery, approached Xin Zhuo, showed her body, and said softly: "I am willing to be driven by my master."
Xin Zhuo smiled, pinched her cheek, she looked really pretty, and said, "Very good, who should we kill next? Do you have any recommendations?"
Nie Yinniang was completely stunned. Who should be destroyed? Is this person... exterminating families everywhere? Seeing Xin Zhuo waiting, a hint of excitement appeared in her beautiful eyes: "Destroy... Kaitian Holy Sect, okay? I swear, I have no hatred towards those sanctimonious guys, I just don't like them!"
Xin Zhuo snapped his fingers: "It's just them!"
…
"Sword array!"
The "Kaitian Holy Sect" has been inherited for more than five thousand years, and it has cultivated a trace of ancient Taoist martial arts. At this moment, on the top of the white cloud-capped mountain, above hundreds of buildings that look like fairy palaces, six to seven hundred people in white clothes are like snow. The men and women, led by an old man with white beard and hair, shouted indignantly:
"Today is the great calamity of my Kaitian Holy Sect. None of my disciples are afraid of death. They are willing to fight the evil traitor until the last person standing, even if they die to defend the way!"
"Defend even to the death!"
Six to seven hundred handsome, handsome young men and women whizzed past, forming a monstrous array in the blink of an eye, like a giant sword, filling the long sky with a trace of Taoism's natural momentum and awe-inspiring righteousness.
There were five people standing high in the sky above the sword formation. The Demon Sect Sannan and Nie Yinniang, who had just recovered from their injuries, could not resist the awe-inspiring aura of the sword formation and moved away one after another.
Xin Zhuo walked alone in the air, looked at the sword formation, and said silently in his heart: There will be great catastrophes in the world, morning and evening. Let me do it. I won't kill anyone.
For a while, the mountain lines swayed.
"boom……"
The terrifying sword array was shattered with one finger, and the screams shook the sky. All that could be seen were the dejected white figures falling to the ground, and the sky was dyed red with blood.
Hundreds of palaces were turned into broken bricks and tiles, dilapidated and desolate, the books in the Tibetan Gong Building were scattered all over the floor, and the alchemy furnace in the alchemy hall rolled far away...
Xin Zhuo looked at the surface of the well, waved his hand, and two thousand qi luck roared out.
Distance from the quasi-sage ninth gate: 2/10 major sect.
…
Night falls.
Deep in the mountains, a bonfire was lit, and six people sat around it. In addition to Demon Sect Sannan and Nie Yinniang, there was also an old man with white beard and hair, Taiji Zhenren, the leader of the Kaitian Holy Sect in the Hunyuan Zhoutian Realm.
The old man had an angry look on his face. He didn't come here to seek refuge, he was captured. He looked at Xin Zhuo and said coldly: "Senior, what do you care about? Is it inappropriate for you to do this? Not to mention the distance between this place and the Chu family. , Dry Sword Cave Heaven and Beiming Mansion are not far away, the super sect Huangquan Sect is nearby, the two quasi-sages, Long and Phoenix, are extremely powerful people."
"That makes sense!"
Xin Zhuo said sincerely: "So, let's make a plan now, how to destroy eight or eighty major sects within two years without the major forces discovering it. Don't worry about Huangquan Sect, I will destroy them together." !”
Master Tai Chi: "?"
I drank too much, so that’s it for today. I’ll write from morning to night tomorrow, as many chapters as I can add.
(End of chapter)
