With a soft drink of milk, the small sword in his hand turned into lightning and disappeared into the ground.
"Fuck!" Chen Yi cursed. He had already guessed what the little one was going to do. If he stayed any longer, he might not even be able to drink the soup.
"Kill!" He shouted angrily, and he could only vent his anger on the foreign disciples who were rushing towards him.
"ah……"
A scream suddenly sounded. Before Chen Yi's attack could come close, more than a dozen disciples in front kept screaming. One after another, the weapons in their hands fell to the ground, clutching their heads and rolling to the ground.
"Get out, get out!"
With roars one after another, fists continuously hit his head, and some even directly exploded his head, splattering white liquid and blood all over the floor.
The screams seemed to be contagious, and just two breaths spread to the monks behind them.
"What's going on?" Lu Xing was stunned, staring at the monks who were charging at them with overwhelming momentum. After just a few breaths, all the monks rolled to the ground, and many figures showed signs of self-mutilation. This was It simply couldn't exist in his consciousness.
Although they are only at the peak of the Spirit King Realm, those who may enter the ancestral land are all selected and sent in by various sects.
After all, the price you need to pay to break into the Lu family's ancestral land is not small, and right now, the younger generations of each sect are rolling on the ground, and they will all die soon.
"I... do it!" Chen Yi also looked aggrieved. He glanced at the ascetic who rolled in front of him, raised his foot, stepped down on it, and gave the other person a good blow.
He naturally knew what these guys were enduring, which was that their brains were being devoured by the thunder gophers that suddenly broke in, eating up their brains in one bite.
Not to mention the living human lives, even the corpses are terrifying to think about. Looking at the thunder gophers emerging from the heads of the corpses, even the extremely murderous Chen Yi changed his color and had a look of fear on his face. .
He knew that even if he faced the boundless Thunder Gophers, he would only perish.
"It's not fair!" Chen Yi was really angry. He clenched his fists tightly, and various thoughts flashed through his mind. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became.
Among the three of them, he was the poorest. He only had a tattered spear, and the Thunder Sword, which the little boy suspected to be a divine weapon, contained endless thunder gophers. It was not just one or two, it was simply one. A large army.
I would like to ask, in a barren area like the Southern Wilderness, which empire can form an army composed entirely of Spirit King Realm cultivators, or a Spirit King Realm army with boundless growth potential.
As long as they are given enough spiritual power, these thunder gophers will have no upper limit. There are even rumors that the most powerful thunder gophers may enter the realm of mythical beasts.
Even though he was a little kid, Lu Chen still had a lot of tricks in his hands. Whether it was the big cauldron or the black pillar floating in his mind, they were both things he was jealous of.
"What happened?" Beside Lu Xing, several cultivators came to their senses with shocked expressions on their faces.
After dozens of breaths passed, there were no more screams, only the slight sound of the ground crawling. A bolt of lightning shot out from the ground and fell into the palm of the little boy's hand. The latter turned the delicate little sword in a circle on his fingertips, and fired again. *Inside the soaring temple above the head.
"It's that milk baby!" The companion beside Lu Xing said tremblingly after swallowing a mouthful of saliva.
Even though several of them have already entered the Spirit King Realm, they know that facing the impact of so many Spirit King Realm monks, they are very likely to perish, and the Milkman in their eyes just waved his hand. , remembering their previous calls of "Milk Baby", and even more thinking about taking action directly, I felt cold sweat dripping down my back.
"With such a method, even the ancestors will have to surrender!" A disciple muttered.
"No wonder you dare to be an ancestor!" There was another muttering. If Lu Chen were here, he would probably vomit blood.
"Sneeze!" The figure still leaning against the cliff in the distance sneezed twice in succession. "That's weird. Two sneezes in a row in broad daylight?"
Lu Chen's face looked strange, and then he seemed to remember something, "Fuck you, uncle!"
"It's time to pick up the treasure!" The little one jumped up and ran into the bloody corpses.
He pinched his nostrils with one hand and said, "Hiss, his head is gone, it's so bloody!"
"Hey, there's a spiritual weapon!" Seeing the spear tightly held in the opponent's hand, he grabbed a handful but didn't pick it up, so he couldn't help but kick him over. Poor the monk whose head exploded, he was forced to use both hands again. Kick off.
"You died directly. You were bitten to death by a little mouse in an instant, which saved a lot of pain!" The little one muttered while looking at the spear in his hand.
From what I could see, most of the cultivators covered their heads and died. The few who still maintained their offensive were instantly wiped out by the Thunder Rats, without any chance to react.
"Which mouse did this? It's so cruel and horrific!" Looking at a corpse on the ground with its head half eaten, the little one couldn't help but said, "We must find this cruel little mouse!" "
As he spoke, he turned over the corpse on the ground and took off the ring on his finger.
Throughout the search, the little boy kept mumbling, complaining that his actions were too harsh and cruel, but his actual actions made Lu Xing and others twitch in the distance.
When he saw something good, the little one would be more ruthless than anyone else, making Chen Yi's mouth twitch.
Half an hour later, the little one jumped back to the gathering place, "I'm so tired. What are you looking at? Why don't you go help?"
"Oh...oh!" Lu's disciples came back to their senses, and hundreds of people rushed towards the corpse not far away.
Under the cliff, the sword leader was still leaning on a standing stone, glancing at the figure under the cliff from time to time, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, "Isn't it over yet?"
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The monk next to him shook his head, "No news yet!"
"Something happened, something happened!" Not long after, a figure came in panic.
"Trash, do those guys from the Zhan clan want to cut off the beard?" Jian Kui shouted angrily.
The cultivator who came over shook his head and kept breathing heavily. After a moment, he spoke, "The cultivators who went to intercept Lu's disciples were all wiped out, and not one of them escaped!"
"What?" A cry came out, the figure flashed, Leng Bai grabbed the collar of the monk who rushed in, "Do you know what you are talking about?"
"Leng Bai, stop!" Jian Kui shouted loudly. Hearing this, Leng Bai snorted coldly, "You'd better make it clear to me!"
"All the monks who went to intercept and kill Lu's disciples, no one survived, they all died in the battle. Lu's disciples are cleaning the battlefield!" He couldn't believe what he saw, and only dared to come back and tell everyone after confirming it again and again.
He didn't know how much trouble this news would cause when it came back, but he knew that this kind of thing couldn't be hidden at all. Everyone would know it in half an hour at most.
"What happened?" The sword leader's voice was low. Even if he had protected the person in front of him just now, if the monk couldn't explain clearly now, he would definitely be the first to take action.
The young man shook his head, "I just relieved myself, and when I followed, everyone was dead!"
"Damn it!" The sword leader punched the young man without any hesitation. The terrifying pressure instantly blasted a ninth-level Spirit King realm expert.
"Go and check!" With a roar, Jian Kui glared at the figure under the cliff not far away, "You, get over here!"
Lu Chen shuddered, with a submissive expression on his face, but he was overjoyed in his heart.
"Go and catch a bastard from the Lu family, or I will kill you!"
Seeing that Lu Chen still lowered his head, looking submissive and useless, Jian Kuai became even more angry and clamped his throat around Lu Chen, "Did you hear what I said?"
"Um...listen...I heard it!"
Seeing this, Jian Kui threw Lu Chen to the ground with a wave of his hand, without even bothering to look at it. "Go and investigate with a few more people. I must find out for you!"
Then, pointing at Lu Chen who slowly stood up straight, "If you don't catch a single Lu family member in a quarter of an hour, the Lu family's ancestral land will be your graveyard!"
Lu Chen had a trembling look on his face, nodded repeatedly, turned around and staggered towards the gathering place of the Lu family's disciples.
"Trash!" Leng Bai spat, with a gloomy look, "Humph, this time the Zhan clan's
This guy's tail has to be raised to the sky! "
The expressions of everyone around him changed when they heard this, "Huh, getting the heaven-level spiritual secrets is not something that can only be obtained with a large number of people. Once we find out clearly, I will kill those bastards from the Lu family first!"
In the mountains, a figure flashed over, "Haha, I have some good news for you, great news!"
"Yao Jun, if you have something to say, speak quickly and fart if you have anything to say. This time, let the guys from the Sword Emperor Sect take the lead. When we return to the Central Territory, we still don’t know how impressive those guys are. Among the younger generation, the faces of us This time I was beaten hard!" A man said in a sullen voice, with a depressed look on his face.
"Slap in the face?" Yao Jun laughed, "That guy Jian Kui is probably so angry that his lungs are exploding right now!"
"Huh? What's going on?"
"You still need to ask? The alliance formed by Jian Kui must have done a lot of damage!"
"Haha, Boss Zhan, I admire you more and more. Fortunately, we didn't go to cut off Hu. Not only did Jian Kui's alliance suffer a lot of damage, almost all the Soul King realms went to fight in the front line. But guess what? "
Yao Jun glanced around and saw that everyone couldn't bear it any longer, so he said, "Everyone must die!"
"What?" Not to mention the other cultivators, even the leaders of the cultivators were shocked and stood up suddenly.
"Yao Jun, this is not child's play, don't mess around!" Zhan Xun scolded Yao Jun.
"Boss Zhan, do you think I am such a worthless person? On that battlefield, Lu's disciples are cleaning up the trophies!"
"Have you found out how many Lu disciples died?" Zhan Xun asked hurriedly.
"No need to check, no one is dead!"
"What?" Everyone thought they heard wrongly and asked hurriedly.
They couldn't believe this. Jian Kui's alliance, even if they met, had to give in, it would die?
This sounds like a fantasy, and it would cause quite a stir even in the Central Territory!
