"I have heard the Tao in the morning, and it is enough to die in the evening!"
"We, warriors, why would we wish to die?"
"I have heard the Tao, but now one death is enough!"
>The entire Jiulong Mountain Palace has almost become a hell on earth, with blood flowing into a stream and corpses layered one after another.
The sound of flesh being chopped up and the self-comfort of a large number of warriors knowing that they will die, sounded and disappeared one after another!
It’s shocking to see!
There are also many people who are unwilling and helpless, looking up to the sky and shouting: "I am not convinced. Our original intention was to fight against the Jiutian Mountains and Seas. Now we are dying with a clang. We are really unwilling to accept it. After death, we will enter the long river of time." , when you encounter the soul of the ancient emperor, you will definitely file a complaint. Let’s see when you wait..."
"Poof——"
The head fell to the ground!
……
"It's begun!"
"It's a pity that Xin Zhuo wants to kill 250,000 people. These juniors have gone too far!"
In the sea of clouds in the sky, Sword Fool and Hongyang Zun The three Little Yuan Masters, Wu Xingtian and Wu Xingtian looked down, with expressions of interest on their faces.
......
Directly west of Jiulong Mountain, a graceful figure in white clothes like snow is standing in the sea of clouds, silently looking at the twenty prison and killing platforms, with an indescribable meaning in a pair of beautiful eyes. of coldness.
It’s Ye Miaojin!
Standing next to him were a middle-aged man and a white-haired young man. The former was Wushan Dermatitis, the third uncle who discussed with Wushanying about accepting Xin Zhuo during the battle in Nanguixu City; the latter was Wushan Dermatitis; He has a tall and straight figure, like a pine in a green mountain, with flowing white hair, and a face with sharp edges and corners, which is very handsome. If a warrior sees him, he will definitely recognize him. This person is the famous divine sign in the two hundred years of war between good and evil. Bottleneck master Wu Shandong!
The three of them seemed to have been standing for a long time.
At this moment, Wushan Dermatitis's eyes were full of regret: "What are Xin Zhuo's chances of winning?"
Wu Shandong said simply: "If he still had the same methods as before, they would be less than one level!"< br>
Wushan Piyan said: "The Eastern Palace gave him the quasi-emperor's divine weapon of the Lord of the Sun Abyss!"
Wushan Dong said: "He can't do much with the residual soldiers, and Chen Zhizhi and Chun Yuanjun were also killed by the ancestors. Give me the quasi-emperor’s divine weapon!”
< br> Kiriyama Dermatology sighed: "It's a pity. This boy is actually a good prospect. Back then, I discussed with Kiriyama Shadow to accept him, but this boy's temperament is out of character, and his ideas are too weird. I have never seen such a young man. A fierce boy, neither Knowing how to be lazy, he kept rushing to kill everyone, and he didn’t know what he was trying to do!”
Wu Shandong said coldly: “Is it possible that the third uncle is feeling compassion?”
< br> Kiriyama Dermatitis chuckled: "No. As a result, he took away the Enlightenment Demon of my Wushan clan from him, killed dozens of Wu Ya and two Shen Zheng in Daliang Kingdom, implicated Xinglan, and was inextricably linked to the Imperial Master Li Qing who was supposed to be dead. When the relationship started, he had no way out!”
As he spoke, he looked at Ye Miaojin: "What does Aunt Miaojin think?"
Wu Shandong's eyes twitched.
Ye Miaojin worships Wushan’s ancestor, and is Wushan’s dermatitis’s aunt and Wushan’s great-aunt to the east.
Ye Miaojin said coldly: "Look with your eyes!"
Wushan Dermatitis was very bored, shook his head and stopped talking.
Ye Miaojin said: "If he dies and gets the body, I want it!"
Wu Shan Dermatitis and Wu Shandong frowned and looked at her with puzzled faces!
Ye Miaojin’s tone was cold and emotionless: “Didn’t you hear that?”
Wushan Dermatitis nodded: “Okay!”
……
"This kid, let's see how he cracks it! It's so interesting!"
Jiulong Mountain Que, due south!
Over the misty and misty mountains, a seven-dragon divine chariot floats and sinks. In the divine chariot, Si Wudao is dressed in a September Xinglan robe, lying lazily, with three young women beside him. Feeding the spirit fruit in a flattering manner.
Outside the sacred chariot, Nangong Wentian, Su Liuli, and Bai Jiansan stood behind the old woman Zai Zheng with lowered eyebrows, their faces full of sorrow.
The old woman Zai Zheng glanced at Si Wudao dissatisfied: "Xinglan, as the Lord of the Void Realm, why do you come here to watch this ominous place?"
Si Wudao changed his posture and slowly played with the chin of the girl next to him: "Who said I came to see how to kill people? I came to see how Xin Zhuo died! Poor, he has obviously made great achievements, obviously has good talent, and even even Si Yaoyue has slept with him countless times. Speaking of it, he is a man of great influence. Tsk tsk tsk, heaven and earth will not tolerate him!"
"Presumptuous!" The old woman Zai Zheng couldn't help but scolded, not because of Xin. What happened to Zhuo, she really couldn't accept it, thinking about the word "sleep" that Wu Dao said, "In terms of family ties, Xinglan is your sister, in terms of seniority, she is an ancestor, how can you be so disrespectful?"
"Old Zaizheng!"
Si Wudao pushed the girl away and looked at her coldly, "You'd better not talk to me in this tone. Am I Xinglan, or are you Xinglan?
Don’t scold me because of your seniority. Do you know that my talent is rare in the world? When the war between immortals and mortals begins, I will definitely become the Great Yuan Lord, and even the quasi-emperor ancestor!
Sooner or later, Luanxing Palace will one day be under my command and become the true master of the void world!
What do I want to do, you'd better help me! "
Zai Zheng closed his eyes, his chest heaved up and down, and sighed: "You still have to have the most basic respect. Moreover, Xinglan didn't know anything about men and women her whole life, and this Xin Zhuo was her whole life. Zhong Yi is also the helper left for you. You really have no trace of..."
Si Wudao interrupted coldly: "I Si Wudao has been practicing for thousands of years and is a disciple of Jidao Tianzun and a fellow sect. All over the world, why do we need his help? joke! ”
Zai Zheng simply stopped talking.
Si Wudao looked at Jiulong Mountain Palace and saw nineteen of them under the execution platform. Broken limbs and blood piled up like a hell killing field. They had all been killed. However, under the execution platform in the East Palace, the prisoners were too many. There are many, and Xin Zhuo cuts very slowly. At this speed, it will take at least three to five days.
But if he didn’t finish the killing, Chun Yuanjun and Chen didn’t know that those people wouldn’t be able to take action. In essence, execution was the big deal.
He couldn't help but said: "It's a self-defeating thing. When will this be done? Xin Zhuo is a man who can't live without a living. Huh? What is he doing?! Does he still have this kind of hobby?"
……
In the secret realm of Jiulong Mountain.
The remaining nineteen great supervisors and beheading platforms have been completed, and the nineteen masters of divine conquest and nearly a thousand warriors under their command all looked towards the direction of the East Palace.
Under the execution stage of the East Palace Supervisor, a giant with nine golden swords raised his sword and dropped it. Scores of rebels fell down and died. The blood spattered for a long time. However, this speed was compared to other supervisor executions. The platform is really as slow as a turtle crawling.
The sacrifice text came out and the killing began, and outsiders were unable to help.
At this moment, Xin Zhuo, who was on the prison killing platform, suddenly called Xi Qingfu up and continued to kill. He then stepped in front of the densely packed cages and kicked one of the cages open at will. He walked in, punched and kicked a group of trembling traitors whose faces were pale with despair.
With his cultivation level, he could wield the power of a million true dragons with his hand. How could an ordinary prisoner withstand it?
Not only that, while beating them, they fed poisonous pills to all the prisoners. Once the poisonous pills were introduced into their mouths, all the prisoners immediately turned pale, with burst veins on their foreheads and bulging eyes, like demons, even if they have not personally experienced it. , you can also feel this... it should be painful!
Abuse prisoners?
Who in the world can do such a thing?
Even if it is a beheading, it is just a pleasure. In essence, everyone is just fighting between good and evil in the world.
"Zhen Zong, you are the ancestor of Shenzheng, a virtuous warrior!"
Su Chunfeng, Bai Tu, Shui Yue Lu and a large number of disciples from the East Palace couldn't stand it anymore, so they subconsciously approached and said, "Just kill them quickly. It is unlucky to abuse prisoners, and you may cause criticism!”
“Back off!”
Xin Zhuo scolded him coldly.
A group of people sighed and had no choice but to retreat.
Xin Zhuo continued, passing through thousands of prisoners, all suffering in agony, even more painful than death.
But if you look closely, they are all divine warriors, armored giants, and the four zombie tribes...
...
"Xin Zhuo already knows the other nineteen The purpose of the divine sign is to torture the prisoners to relieve their anger? "
In the west, Wushan Dermatitis frowned.
Wu Shandong said: "This boy should not be such an ignorant person!"
...
"Abuse prisoners?"
In the sky, Sword Fool and Hongyang Zun The three little Yuan Masters, Yun Xingtian and Yun Xingtian, don’t quite understand either!
……
Three days in a row!
Executions in the East Palace continued. Even if the speed was slower, more than 160,000 people were killed.
The color of the sky and the earth changed, and blood flowed into rivers!
And Xin Zhuo "tortured the prisoners" for three full days. All the major alien races were in agony, and they were worse than dead. They lay on the ground, wailing and rolling, including Yuan Shi Daqing and Xi Guzhe's masters and disciples!
Even the warriors from various schools who pride themselves on being ruthless and ruthless couldn't stand it any longer, muttering and cursing.
On the fourth day, there were only 90,000 prisoners left, all of whom were the most difficult ones for the alien races.
Xin Zhuo suddenly stopped and waved in the air. This strange action made everyone confused.
Xin Zhuo looked at the edge of the well above the moon-watching well, and there were three words written in golden light: "Down to the Heavenly Level!" 》
The death aura of more than 200,000 extremely powerful warriors has caused Wangyuejing to be upgraded!
A hazy life-saving magical power faintly emerged: [True Immortal Chaos Imprisoning Heaven Finger!
Note: A one-time magical power that can destroy the Great Master of Heaven and Earth, the Great Holy Master, and the Great Immortal]
Upgraded Wangyuejing ability: [Refining God!
Note: This is the great shaman and warrior of heaven and earth who must go through the path of practicing Musashi, which is in line with the most important path of cultivation in the life of the well owner! 】
Xin Zhuo's body couldn't stop trembling, he stretched out his hand and absorbed it!
A one-time magical power entered the Danhai and evolved into a hazy finger. Even with the power of his Danhai, it was still unbearable!
Can the Great Yuan Lord be destroyed?
Looking at Wangyuejing's upgraded abilities, this really paves the way for his own divine conquest. The divine conquest is the final accumulation and bottleneck for a warrior to become a saint and embark on the road to the great witch of heaven and earth!
This cheating life is no fun!
Thinking of this, he chuckled, jumped into the sky, waved his sleeves, and with a majestic divine power, he violently destroyed the prison killing platform. The nine golden-armored giants suddenly disappeared, and Xi Qing The husband staggered out, looking confused: "W-what do you mean?"
Xin Zhuo ignored him, waved his sleeves again, and with one move, he summoned Tai Ling, Su Chunfeng, Bai Tu and dozens of other people. The palace disciples swept towards the outside of Jiulong Mountain.
Then he stretched out his right hand, and the A Chou sword flashed out, letting out a piercing sword sound that resounded throughout the world.
He looked directly at the remaining nineteen arenas, his long hair flying, and his eyes like torches: "A group of ignorant natives, I, Xin Zhuo, will be invincible when I enter this realm. The sky is full of Yuan Lords and quasi-emperor ancestors. I'm afraid my head will be kicked by a donkey, just with a dozen of you cats and dogs?" (End of Chapter)