Chapter 941: On the art of cultivating the sect of annihilation
The "Hundred Chi Abyss" is dark and humid, with no sunlight all year round, hazy mist, and howling wind. It is difficult for ordinary people to get out if they enter. Even if they do, they will get seriously ill. One game.
Between the cliffs, there are more than 3,000 dead coffins hanging on the cliffs of despair. The small ones are like the mahogany coffins used by ordinary people for funerals, the ordinary coffins are giant coffins carved with dragons and phoenixes, and the largest ones are The two are hanging in mid-air, pulled by nine wooden dragons and nine phoenixes. They have strange shapes and fierce looks, 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 Baichi Abyss and entering thousands of coffins.
This is the temporary mountain gate of the Huangquan Sect. When you absorb all the yin energy here, you will escape.
"Whoosh——"
At this moment, a figure staggered towards me, kneeling in the air, crying loudly: "This disciple is being chased and killed, and it is unspeakable suffering!"
It is the Korean occupation!
"Buzz——"
Thousands of coffins lit up together. The coffin board of one of the huge coffins was opened, and a person slowly sat up. It was the person who was killed when Da Zhou resisted Da Qian. Xiao Jingyi, the holy son of the Huangquan Sect captured by Xin Zhuo, has reached a higher level of cultivation. He has reached the Eight Yuanji 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. They don't kill the disciples. They just tease and chase them all the way. Now they don't chase. I don't know where they went. But I, the Huangquan Sect, 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", and his disciples may be cruel. You may be irritable or seductive and gorgeous, but "the nine ghosts are moving lightly, the shadows are thousands of miles away, and the ghost energy is overwhelming." "
At this moment, on a winding mountain road, hundreds of young men and women were tied up hand and foot, and under the supervision of dozens of disciples of the Ghost Sect in black, they headed straight to the mountain where the cold wind was blowing. On the top of the red Yinjue Stone mountain, there are dozens of palaces filled with evil spirits.
After burning incense, hundreds of young men and women stopped in front of the dead mountain gate, trembling and overwhelmed. Suddenly, they heard dense strange laughter coming from the gloomy palace, followed by black The ghostly aura is lingering and circling, and there are faint shadows of evil ghosts 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. However, 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-clothed 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 look.
"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.
Of course the people from Guimen Sect also saw it. They were 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? I want to ask for the ten middle-grade martial arts stones that you failed to woo. A hairpin? Throw it away!"
Old Yan Kuizong blushed, pinched his chin, scratched his nose, and looked at Xin Zhuo: "Your Majesty, this woman is Nie Yinniang, the leader of the Ghost Sect. Yuanxu Houjing! So cool and fierce!”
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..." Hundreds of young men and women were sent to the foot of the mountain, and then they clicked a finger. The water from the moon-watching well came out first, and then the mountain patterns roared, and the nine-color true energy was majestic, like the power of heaven and earth.
"Boom..."
Dozens of weeping palaces throughout the Ghost Sect, including the mountain guarding formation, shattered.
The reaction of Nie Yinniang and the disciples of the sect was not unpleasant. In an instant, their expressions changed, and their cultivation levels were revealed, but the ghosts, ghostly auras and spiritual treasures in the sky were all 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 thousands of years of inheritance, in the face of absolute power, you are still a chicken and a dog.
The three people of Yan Chu Sect were in a trance, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time. Was the terrifying Ghost Sect sect wiped out 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 Wuyun 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.
As expected, the practice of destroying the sect is really fast!
The master of Moon Moon Well is hard to describe!
"Let's go!"
He picked up the three Yan Kuizong people and ran straight into the distance.
Nie Yinniang, who was below, climbed up with difficulty and looked at the gates and disciples around her. She was completely disheartened, but she had no hatred and could not afford to take revenge. She couldn't help but look at Xin Zhuo's back, reluctantly flew up, and chased after him: " Senior, this junior is willing to follow!"
Xin Zhuo looked at him in surprise, but before he could say anything, Yan Chuzong jumped first! : "You bitch, why do you follow me? What are you capable of?"
Then Nie Yinniang was also willing to go all out. She sneered, with a hint of flattery on her beautiful and charming face, and said to Xin Zhuo: "The servant is holding a basin and handing out water. The bed is just a bitch in front of seniors! It’s a thousand times better than a swallow dog!”
Yan Chuzong was stunned: "The 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 figure, and said softly: "Willing to be driven by the master "
Xin Zhuo smiled, pinched her cheek, and said, "Very good, who should we kill next?"
Nie Yinniang? Completely stunned, who to kill? Is this person... exterminating families everywhere? Seeing Xin Zhuo waiting, a hint of excitement appeared in her beautiful eyes: "Will you destroy... Kaitian Holy Sect? 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 Formation!"
The "Kaitian Holy Sect" has been inherited for more than five thousand years, and it turns out to be a trace of the ancient Taoist martial arts and magical powers. At this moment, the white cloud-capped mountain tops , above hundreds of buildings that looked like fairy palaces, six to seven hundred men and women in white clothes like snow, led by an old man with white beard and hair, shouted indignantly:
"Today I founded the Holy Sect of Heaven. In the face of great calamity, my disciples are not afraid of death, and are willing to fight Xie Cheng until the last person, and defend the Dao 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.
Five people stood high in the sky above the sword formation. The Demon Sect Sannan and Nie Yinniang, who had just recovered from their injuries, could not withstand the awe-inspiring aura of the sword formation and moved away one after another.
Xin Zhuo stepped into the air alone, looked at the sword array, and said silently in his heart: There will be great catastrophes in the world, morning catastrophes and late catastrophes. Let me do it. I won’t kill anyone.
Point out for a while, the mountain lines are swaying.
“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 towards the well. In front of him, he waved his hand, and two thousand qi luck roared out.
Distance from the Ninth Gate of Quasi-Sage: 2/10 from the main gate.
……
Night falls.
In the deep 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, the founder of Hunyuan Zhoutian Realm. The master of the sect, Tai Chi Zhenren.
The old man looked angry. He didn't come here to seek refuge, he was captured. He looked at Xin Zhuo at this moment and said coldly: "Senior, what do you care about? Isn't it inappropriate for you to do this? Not to mention that this place is not far from Chu Family, Kujian Cave Heaven and Beiming Mansion, the super sect Huangquan Sect is nearby, and the two quasi-sages, Long and Phoenix, are actually A person with great power."
"That's very good!"
Xin Zhuo said sincerely: "So, let's make a plan now, how to avoid being discovered by the major forces. , if eight or eighty major sects are destroyed within two years, the Huangquan Sect will not have to worry about it, I will destroy them together!”
Master Tai Chi: "?"
I drank too much. That's it for today. I will write from morning to night tomorrow. I will add as many chapters as I can.
(End of this chapter)