The best golden pupil

Chapter 1727 Killing Kunlun

"Now, tell me your choices, the leader doesn't have any extra time to waste time with you!"

"Either all die, or only you die!"

Ning Tao recalled Bai Luo with one hand, glanced at the crack on it, and then looked at the gods indifferently.

Xian Yunhe turned his head and glanced at the gods. There are nearly thirty gods of refining, almost all of the Kunlun Realm. If they die, it will really be over.

But until now, he can only obey Ning Tao.

According to his understanding of this hero, it is impossible to repent, otherwise, the counterattack of more than 1 monks, even Taoist Yuntian would definitely not be able to bear it.

Hongmeng's losses will also be more serious.

"Ten, time is up!"

Ning Tao and other gods exploded with spiritual power, and Li Zhen was also in the distance, cursing and taking out all the things in the bottom of the box, enough to bomb without distinction for more than an hour.

"Wait... wait, I'll do it, I'll do it!"

An old man beside Xian Yunhe quickly said, his expression was full of pain, he would never have thought that he would die by his hands.

He bowed to Ning Tao, gritted his teeth and said, "I hope Leader Ning can keep his word and keep my Kunlun incense!"

Immediately, he bowed bitterly to Xian Yunhe, although the latter's life was saved, but his life was more difficult than death, a supported... puppet!
Be a dog to take care of the Kunlun Realm for Hongmeng, endure the insults from the world, and live a good life to take the scapegoat back.

"Old He, take care, I'll go first!"

As soon as the words were finished, the old man slapped his Tianling Gai like lightning, and only heard a "click", and all vitality, including the spirit, disappeared quickly.

"thump!"

An old monk in the mid-stage of refining gods, Shenyun.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the army below were moist, and they gritted their teeth and looked at Ning Tao angrily.

This is cutting their Kunlun flesh with a knife!

"Leader Ning please keep his word, Elder He take care!"

Seven or eight monks over a hundred years of age endured the pain and gritted their teeth to commit suicide, one by one corpses fell powerlessly.

The eyes of the army below were blurred with tears, because this was their ancestors, or the elders of the Shangzong, and the pillars of the pillars collapsed.

But there are always exceptions to everything. Those who killed too much were relieved. Fortunately, they didn't bother them. Otherwise, the people they killed would not be enough.

A big man with a broken knife heaved a sigh of relief, but as soon as he raised his head, a silver rainbow passed through his head, taking away all his vitality, and his knife, which was broken due to excessive force, was unable to fall off. .

Xian Yunhe and the others were horrified, and hurriedly exclaimed: "Leader Ning, what do you mean? Do you want to go back on your word?"

"Hmph, some people can escape the death penalty, but some people can't. Even if the responsibility doesn't lie entirely with them, at least it's the people they killed, the knives they swung with their own hands."

"I think you all understand the principle of killing chickens to scare monkeys. At least I dare to kill you in front of you, instead of waiting for you to die!"

Ning Tao controls Mashen to swim around at high speed.

With the power of his late-stage divine soul to control Marshen, he can defeat the gods with every blow. With these mortals, even false gods can't block a single blow.

"Chichi!"

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of people have fallen.

Most of these people's strength is in false gods, and their bodies are dripping with blood. It seems that they have killed too much. If they don't kill them, Ning Tao feels uneasy.

"Plop... plop!"

The army was panic-stricken, and monks were dying every moment. Maybe the person who was standing next to him one second would fall heavily to the ground the next second.

"Zheng!"

Suddenly, one of the gods had a mental breakdown and screamed, "No, no...don't kill me, don't!"

As soon as he turned around, he wanted to run away, but for a moment, Xian Yunhe's complex and bitter figure stood in front of him.

"Old man, let me give you a ride!"

"Ahhhhhh..."

After a long time, everything calmed down.

There were only two gods remaining in the sky that day, one was Xianyunhe, and the other was a talented young god, but at the moment they were frightened and froze all over.

Below lay more than 20 corpses of refining gods lying in disorder, like the death of the gods.

For inheritance, for incense, for future generations...

And the bottom is also calm, a total of 800 people died, almost all of them were heavy murderers, and they were still the top pillar of the army, and their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

"Hoohoo!"

Xian Yunhe panted heavily, and said with red eyes: "Leader Ning, this...it's okay!"

The latter's eyes flashed, and he said coldly: "You go to the Kunlun Realm with me, and I will make Taoist Yuntian pay the price. He wants to break through the realm, and it's not that easy."

Stepping on a fourth-order griffin beast, he looked at it coldly.

Xian Yunhe gritted his teeth, since he has already set foot on this road, he is doomed to never turn back.

"Roar!"

Let the two armies stay here in peace, and then the two stepped on the griffin and flew away quickly.

Sitting on a rock with moist eyes, Mr. Zhou watched the corpses all over the ground without saying a word for a long time. They... finally won this battle.

Blood stains the scroll, victory is hard-won!
This holy war of winning more with less, whether it is in Hongmeng, in Xia Kingdom, or in the whole big world, will last forever and be praised forever.

And in later generations, it is indeed hailed as a textbook-like miracle...

Kunlun Mountain is dead silent.

A huge griffin flew over slowly, and finally landed on the top of the mountain. The surrounding area was empty, and even the Kunlun Hall collapsed.

Xian Yunhe glanced at it, and suddenly cursed angrily: "That bastard Yuntian actually destroyed the passage and cut off my back way, damn it, really damn it!"

Ning Tao narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, and suddenly punched a void in the direction of the secret realm.

"Break... Boundary... Punch!"

With a punch, it seems to have broken through some barrier.

Xian Yunhe was dumbfounded, and opened up a new passage with one punch, which even Yuntian couldn't do.

But the former just took a few pills lightly, and said lightly: "Let's go, tell me where the teleportation array is, and we must stop Yuntian."

Xian Yunhe nodded and rushed into the passage together.

According to Yun Zhongzi, if there is enough energy, many people can be sent up. Although I don't know where the teleportation array is connected to and whether it will be successful, but there is always hope.

But now it only swallows the dragon veins and earth energy of some famous mountains. Although it seems like a lot, it is a bit insignificant for the teleportation array. If only three or four people are teleported, it is inferred...it should be possible.

"Yuntian, you can't escape from my palm," Ning Tao's eyes shot full of murderous intent, and he rushed towards the teleportation array as if flying.

The center of Kunlun Realm, where the teleportation array was located in ancient times.

This place has been a forbidden place for a long time, but at some point, a man and a woman were sitting cross-legged here.

The man is majestic, he is the number one genius in the Kunlun world, the strongest No.1 in Fengling Palace, the emperor's son!

The woman who is so beautiful is the goddess of the generation of Snow God Palace.

Suddenly, a fast stream of light galloped, awakening the two who were practicing, and opened their eyes in doubt. Could it be that the war is over?

But after only one glance, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"This...this is..."

(End of this chapter)