"Boom..."
"Ah..."
The entire Lingshan Sect was surrounded by millions of ferocious beasts. Rivers, mountains, wind swords, demonic fires, and demonic ice were smashing them desperately. Come.
The sect has become a mess, with palaces collapsed and mountains broken.
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. Hundreds of disciples died, and their corpses were scattered 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 master Qi Jingyuan and the twelve masters of the Holy King, who were in the seventh stage of the Holy Ruins, were filled with grief and anger, and went around to put out the fire. They casually killed dozens of demonic beasts, but there were too many demonic beasts to hold them back, and they were unable to save themselves. Moreover, there were also a group of Saint King-level, sky-swallowing beasts with bodies as cold as cold iron chasing them.
Time passes slowly, and more and more disciples die...
Although the Seventy-Two Sword Formation is fierce and kills countless people, its casualties are also too high. Thousands versus millions, even a life for a life is not enough. Change!
The sect leader Qi Jingyuan repelled an invincible sky-swallowing beast and suddenly approached the Supreme Elder Ma Wumen: "Master, if this doesn't work, can you ask other sects for help?"
Na Ma Wumen lamented: "It's too late! It's surrounded on all sides like an iron barrel, and not a single mosquito can fly out!"
Qi Jingyuan breathed rapidly and asked a series of questions: "How could it be? Like this? Why did the monster come? Where did the monster come from? How could it be so disciplined and orderly as if it were a march? "
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 There is a huge golden throne, and there is a figure reclining and eating fruit faintly sitting on the throne. His age and appearance cannot 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 group of ferocious beasts will inevitably be in chaos, or there will be a savior. Or resist, defeat yourself, and then seek help from other sects, the crisis will be resolved!"
Qi Jingyuan looked around, waved his hand fiercely, and pointed at the golden throne: "Kill!"
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"Whoosh——"
The main sword formation composed of two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine disciples, like a giant sword reaching the sky, went straight to the throne and slashed at it, unleashing a terrifying sword power.
Qi Jingyuan, Ma Wumen and twelve Saint King masters followed, striving to kill with one blow.
“Look at what the elders want, I’m afraid I’ll capture the king first if I capture the thief!”
At the front of the main formation of the “Tongtian Giant Sword”, Senior Sister Ling Yue’er led Junior Sister Huan’er and A group of extremely powerful disciples around them raised their long swords and stared at the throne with firm faces, as if they were ready to die!
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!
Just 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 it was about to kill hundreds of thousands of ferocious and ugly monsters on the throne. But he didn't move at all, seemingly completely unafraid, so calm that it was scary.
This is 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.
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 with a light flash, in mid-air, a monstrous nine-color true energy swept across the sky, forming a terrifying wave of nothingness. Following the ups and downs, the clouds in the sky rolled, so powerful that they exerted some extreme pressure, suppressing everyone!
The huge sword formation suddenly trembled.
The next moment,
The young man raised his hand, and a magical aura went straight into the sky, turning into a huge golden hand. Like a god coming, he grabbed the "Sword of Heaven"!
With the huge sword of 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 running behind them suddenly widened their eyes and their faces 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 three thousand disciples scattered downward like dumplings. Many of them were still in the air, vomiting blood and screaming, and the weak ones were killed on the spot. Die from breathlessness!
"What kind of power is this..."
Ling Yue'er's cultivation was originally extremely strong and could cross borders. Although she was calm and calm, she was often arrogant in her heart. , at this moment, the meridians throughout the body almost collapsed, the Danhai shifted, and he felt dizzy, as if he had been hit by a mountain.
Beside him was Junior Sister Huan'er, who was vomiting blood and was dead.
"Huan'er!"
Ling Yue'er's eyes were dim with tears and her heart was painful, but she immediately gave up on Junior Sister Huan'er. While she was falling uncontrollably, she looked at the sky,
Hopefully, between the sect master and It’s on the Supreme Elders and the others!
"This...you have non-animal IQ and human martial arts, dare I ask why?"
The sect leader Qi Jingyuan looked at the disciples falling from the sky, feeling pain in his heart, and then looked straight at " "Young man" 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 also remember it!"
The expression on Qi Jingyuan's face The blood color 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 who among the twenty-eight sects still remembers. 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 destiny is for you, the Supreme Elder of Lingshan Sect, Ma Wumen, begs for death!"
As he spoke, he waved his sleeves violently, Entering the void, the monstrous Dao thoughts rolled up and turned into nothingness. People were like a startled giant, and the sky was full of divine light echoing. 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 holy kings' momentum reached the extreme, 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 waving the mysterious halberd shadow!
The Demon Throat Swallows the Sky and Nothingness Three [Hunjiang and the Sea]!
As fast as a meteor, with eighty-one afterimages, it passed among the fourteen people, then stopped, shook slightly, and 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 greatest talent of all time..." Ma Wumen murmured in a hoarse voice.
"What's wrong? Why aren't you moving? Supreme Elder, Sect Master, Master..."
In a palace below, the bruised Ling Yue'er was lying with difficulty, muttering. Murmur.
The next moment,
"Boom..."
The bodies of a holy ruin and thirteen holy kings exploded, and their remains, with splashes of blood, fell heavily into the ruins of the ruined palace below.
Fourteen masters above the Saint King realm, 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 tightening, 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 collected the euphorbia and waved his hand to create a series of forbidden lines to prevent the momentum from spreading. In a flash, he returned to the throne and continued to squeeze a grape.
The throne was snatched from the city lord from a city on the way. It was uncomfortable to sit on the panda fur shoulder, and the grapes naturally 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 shouted flatteringly with his hands raised.
"Master is mighty!" Ma Liang climbed up with a sky-swallowing beast on his lap, with a disgusting smile on his face.
"Roar..."
Hundreds of thousands of monster beasts shouted out.
Xin Zhuo waved his hand: "Twenty breaths, destroy this sect, gather all resources!"
"Here!"
The deer demon waved his hand heavily, waving 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.
A mountain 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!
I 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. Human beings can use them as well as monsters. Even if they are Isn't it too much for a Qilin beast to wear a vest and carry a knife?
“Master, there is a fish that slipped through the net!”
Ma Liang carried a person and ran from a distance, his face flushed. 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. She was dressed in red. She was quite beautiful. After thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and grasped 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, the Lingshan sect, according to him, had only thirteen holy kings. A master from the Holy Market escaped!
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 in 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, which covers the entire domain tens of millions of miles away. According to the thickness of the spiritual energy and the true energy. Divided into seven heavens and earth,
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 the great saints are everywhere.
Destroying the twenty-eight sects in the southern border of this realm, taking revenge and seizing resources, is his established plan, and he has made full preparations——
Beyond the twenty-eight sects Bei has sent 30,000 flying eagle monsters as spies, always watching to see if any help from the 28 sects will come.
As for the remaining twenty-seven sects, there are also monsters the size of sparrows watching, reporting any trouble at any time.
He plans to destroy them as quickly as possible. As for what happens next...
Cultivation of millions of monsters will be completed, sent back to the 100,000 Blood Realm, and a new seal will be created to make it difficult for outsiders to enter. The main group of monsters were released into the mountains and rivers in all directions and repaired, and then summoned again when they are useful.
As for him, he withdrew afterwards and sneaked into Sifang World to practice. After breaking into the middle realm, not many people knew him.
"Well..."
At this moment, the woman in the hand woke up with a cry, and immediately looked around, feeling dumbfounded.
(End of this chapter)