"boom……"
"ah……"
The entire Lingshan Sect was surrounded by millions of ferocious beasts, with rivers, mountains, wind swords, demonic fires, and demonic ice coming at them desperately.
The sect has become a mess, with palaces collapsed and mountains shattered.
The seventy-two sword arrays in the sky were defeated one by one by thousands of unicorns, thousands of vajra apes, hundreds of pythons the size of mountains and rivers, a hundred iron-eating beasts, and twenty sky-devouring beasts. If one was defeated, hundreds of disciples would die, leaving corpses Dropped like beans.
In addition, there are 30,000 flying eagle beasts, 60,000 flying bats and 800 dragons circling in the sky, waiting for opportunities to kill people.
Like the end!
Lingshan Sect’s great calamity, a huge calamity!
Countless disciples wailed, countless disciples roared...
The supreme elder Ma Wumen, the sect leader Qi Jingyuan and the twelve masters of the Holy King who entered the Holy Ruins seven times were filled with grief and anger. They went around putting out fires and killing monsters at will. However, there were too many monsters that they could not hold back and they were unable to save themselves. , and there is also a group of Saint King-level, sky-devouring beasts with bodies as cold as iron chasing them.
Time passes slowly, and more and more disciples die...
Although the Seventy-Two Sword Formation was extremely ferocious and killed countless people, its casualties were also too great. Thousands versus millions, even a life for one's life wouldn't be enough!
The leader of the sect, Qi Jingyuan, fought off an invincible sky-swallowing beast and suddenly approached the Supreme Elder Ma Wumen: "Master, if this doesn't work, can we ask for help from other sects?"
Na Ma Wumen lamented: "It's too late! We are surrounded on all sides like iron barrels, and not a single mosquito can fly out!"
Qi Jingyuan breathed rapidly and asked a series of questions: "How could this happen? Why did the monster come to kill? Where did the monster come from? Even when the monster arrived, how could it be like marching and fighting, with strict discipline, organized attack, and terror? Si!"
Ma Wumen pointed at the hundreds of thousands of unmoving monsters on the river: "The king among them is the psychic king!"
Among the hundreds of thousands of monsters, four huge iron-eating beasts were seen carrying a huge golden throne. On the throne sat a faintly reclining figure eating fruit. His age and appearance could not be seen clearly.
Qi Jingyuan suddenly calmed down: "To capture the thief first, capture the king?"
Ma Wumen nodded: "Once the beast king dies tragically or is injured, the ferocious beast group will inevitably be in chaos. Either a savior or a resister will destroy themselves. When the time comes, we can seek help from other sects and the crisis will be resolved!"
Qi Jingyuan looked around, waved his hand fiercely, and pointed at the golden throne: "Kill!"
"call out--"
The main sword formation composed of two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine disciples was like a giant sword reaching the sky, heading straight for the throne to slash at it, unleashing a terrifying sword power.
Qi Jingyuan, Ma Wumen and twelve Saint King masters followed, striving to kill with one blow.
"Looking at the intentions of the elders, I'm afraid the king will be captured first before the thief is captured!"
At the front of the main formation of the "Tiantian Giant Sword", senior sister Ling Yue'er, junior sister Huan'er and a group of extremely powerful disciples around her raised their long swords and looked at the throne with a firm face, looking at death as if they were home!
They have been practicing in the sect since they were young. The sect is their home. It is an honor to die fighting for the sect!
But the next moment, Ling Yue'er's group of people looked a little confused, because they saw the "Tiantian Giant Sword" breaking through countless flying monsters and about to hit the throne, but hundreds of thousands of ferocious and ugly monsters did not move at all. He seemed completely unafraid and so calm that it was scary.
This is very unusual!
Why?
Closer, closer!
They finally saw the person on the throne clearly. He was a young man who seemed to be seventeen or eighteen years old. He had a handsome face and fair skin, like a boy next door. He was wearing a washed blue robe and had long hair. Scattering casually, eating lazily...grapes?
It seems that he has no martial arts or demon power at all.
But why is he not afraid at all?
Seeing that the "giant sword" was about to be chopped down, the young man finally clapped his hands, then stood up, and flashed lightly. In mid-air, a monstrous nine-color zhenqi swept across the sky, and the extremely terrifying void wave clouds rose and fell, and the clouds in the sky Rolling, powerful to the point of extreme coercion, suppressing everyone!
The huge sword formation suddenly trembled.
next moment,
The young man raised his hand, and a magical aura flew straight into the sky, turning into a huge golden hand. Like a god coming, he grabbed the "Sword of Heaven"!
With the giant sword carrying brilliant heavenly power, the strongest sword formation in the sect was instantly captured and unable to move!
This is a sword formation composed of three thousand masters!
Caught by this person?
This scene seems to last forever.
"this……"
Qi Jingyuan, Ma Wumen and the twelve Saint King masters who were running behind them suddenly widened their eyes and their expressions changed drastically.
"Boring!"
The young man had a calm smile on his face and grabbed it hard with his right hand.
"boom……"
The "Tiantian Giant Sword" shattered, and the three thousand disciples scattered downwards like dumplings. Many of them were still in the air, vomiting blood and screaming, and the weak ones died on the spot!
"What kind of power is this..."
Ling Yue'er's cultivation as a great sage was originally extremely strong and could cross borders. Although she was calm and calm, she was often arrogant inside. At this moment, her meridians almost collapsed, her Danhai shifted, and she felt dizzy, as if she had been hit by a mountain.
Next to him was Junior Sister Huan'er, who was vomiting blood and was already dead.
"Huan'er!"
Ling Yue'er's eyes were filled with tears and her heart was painful, but she immediately gave up on Junior Sister Huan'er, and while she was falling uncontrollably, she looked at the sky.
Hope lies with the sect leader and the Supreme Elder!
"Here... you have non-animal IQ and human martial arts. May I ask why?"
Sect leader Qi Jingyuan looked at the disciples falling all over the sky with pain in his heart. Then he looked directly at the "young man" and asked in a hissing voice.
There was no expression on Xin Zhuo's face, and he said word by word: "One hundred thousand blood realms, kill my subordinates, blood debts will be paid with blood, I said it, you should remember it!"
The color on Qi Jingyuan's face faded little by little. Three months ago, he also went to the Hundred Thousand Blood Realm and snatched a spiritual seed. However, what happened three months ago has been forgotten. Not only him, but also the twenty-eight sects Who still remembers that he never thought that the monster's revenge would come true!
He subconsciously looked at the master beside him.
Ma Wumen sighed: "The cause and effect have been determined. The only fate is that you, the supreme elder of Lingshan Sect, Ma Wumen, wants to die!"
As he spoke, he fiercely waved his sleeves, and the Holy Ruins entered the void, rolling up the overwhelming Dao thoughts and turning them into nothingness. People were like a startled giant, and the sky was filled with divine light. The sword in his hand turned into three thousand, and went straight to the center of Xin Zhuo's eyebrows!
Qi Jingyuan and the twelve saint kings' aura reached its peak, and they took action at the same time.
However, just as he was about to kill, he felt nine colors of true energy swirling all over the sky. The whole sky was filled with halberd shadows, one divided into three, three divided into nine, and nine divided into three thousand!
Xin Zhuo didn't know when he took hold of his great halberd and rushed towards him brandishing a mysterious halberd shadow!
The Demonic Throat Swallows the Sky and Nothingness Three [The Hunjiang and the Sea]!
As fast as a meteor, with eighty-one afterimages, it passed among the fourteen people, then stopped, and with a slight shake, a drop of residual blood slipped off the tip of the halberd.
The fourteen people behind him were stagnant in the air, still maintaining the state of fighting. Even the true energy had not changed, and the Tao thoughts were still evolving the world.
"Eternal...the genius of the generation..." Ma Wumen murmured in a hoarse voice.
"What's wrong? Why aren't you moving? Supreme Elder, Sect Master, Master..."
In a palace below, Ling Yue'er, covered in bruises, lay struggling and murmuring.
next moment,
"boom……"
The bodies of one holy ruins and thirteen holy kings exploded, and their remains, with splashes of blood, fell heavily into the ruins of the ruined palace below.
Fourteen masters at the Saint King level or above, who have practiced for countless years and won many fortunes, are now dead as miserable as a dog.
Ling Yue'er felt her whole body tense up, her vision turned black, and she fainted.
"Buzz——"
The violent zhenqi and Tao thoughts of the fourteen fallen masters spread in all directions.
Xin Zhuo put away the big halberd, waved his hand to create a series of forbidden virtual lines, blocking the spread of the momentum. In a flash, he returned to the throne and continued to squeeze a grape.
The throne was snatched from a city lord on the way, and it was uncomfortable to sit on the panda-haired shoulder. Naturally, the grapes also belonged to the city lord.
Looking at the doomsday sect ahead, he felt no pity in his heart. He had destroyed countless sects in his life, but none of them were unjust.
As for ordinary disciples? Since he has enjoyed the benefits of the sect, he will naturally die for the sect. If it were him, he would accept his fate.
"Master is mighty!"
The deer demon standing not far away in the air raised his hands and shouted flatteringly.
"My master is mighty!" Ma Liang climbed up with a sky-swallowing beast on his lap, with a disgusting smile on his face.
"Roar……"
Only then did hundreds of thousands of monsters scream.
Xin Zhuo waved his hand: "Twenty breaths, destroy this sect, gather all resources!"
"Here!"
The deer demon waved his hands heavily, waving the seventy-two demon gathering flags.
A moment later, the Lingshan Sect was completely destroyed, all its disciples were dead, and six to seven thousand corpses were scattered everywhere.
Mountains of spiritual herbs, spiritual stones, weapons, elixirs, martial arts stones, and spiritual treasures were placed in the square.
Xin Zhuo jumped down and watched carefully for a moment. He was disappointed. There was nothing that could break through the Human Emperor!
He collected a large amount of purple "Wu Yun Crystal" and signaled the deer demon to divide the rest among the ferocious beasts. Things in this world are common and can be used by humans and monsters. Even if the Qilin beast wears a vest, Carrying a knife is not too much, right?
"Master, there is a fish that slipped through the net!"
Ma Liang carried someone in his arms and ran from a distance, his face glowing red. After what happened today, he finally found the true meaning of life.
Xin Zhuo glanced at the person in his hand. She was a woman, dressed in red. She was quite beautiful. After thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the woman in his hand, and used medical skills to treat her.
He also needs a guide, and this Ma Liang is not very reliable.
Although Ma Liang did his best to tell everything he knew about the twenty-eight sects, the information was somewhat inaccurate. For example, according to him, the Lingshan sect had only thirteen holy kings, but a holy ruin escaped. Master!
If there are unknown existences in the other twenty-seven sects, wouldn’t it be nonsense?
However, according to what he has learned in the past few days about the barren land south of the First Boundary Mountain in the Central Territory, there should be no human emperor, because the human emperor here has no resources for cultivation!
This middle domain is so big that it is ridiculously big. There are seven boundary mountains in total. The boundary mountain is bounded by a certain mountain range, dividing the entire domain tens of millions of miles into seven heavens and earth according to the sufficient spiritual energy and the thickness of the true energy.
But the seven places have something in common. If I have to explain them, they are the periphery and the center.
The center is in the fifth boundary mountain. I heard that there are as many saints as dogs there, and great saints are everywhere.
It was his established plan to destroy the twenty-eight sects in the southern border of this realm, take revenge and seize resources, and he was fully prepared——
To the north of the Twenty-Eight Sect, 30,000 flying eagle monsters have been sent as spies, always watching to see if any help from the Twenty-Eight Sect will come.
As for the remaining twenty-seven sects, there are also monsters the size of sparrows watching, reporting any disturbance at any time.
He is ready to destroy them as quickly as possible, and after that...
Thoroughly cultivate the millions of monsters, send them back to the Hundred Thousand Blood Realm, and create a new seal to make it difficult for outsiders to enter. The main group of monsters are released into the mountains and rivers in all directions and repaired. They can be summoned later if they are useful. .
As for him, he withdrew afterwards and sneaked into the Sifang World to practice. After breaking into the middle realm, not many people knew him.
"Um……"
At this moment, the woman in her hand woke up with a cry, and immediately looked around, completely stunned.
(End of chapter)
