Eight Desolate Holy Paths

Chapter 589
"Bold! You are deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors!"

Su Qingzhu sneered coldly: "Deceive the master and destroy the ancestor? Lu Chunyang was in vain as the patriarch, and I, Su Qingzhu, are like this. If you treat me with kindness, you will repay it a hundred times, if you treat me with hatred, you will return it a thousand times!"

Ji Huangtian was furious, and before he could make a move, the nine peaks of Mangcang trembled in unison, and a square pool of luck appeared in the void, and the pool was full of luck from Mangcang Mountain.

As the first sect created by Lu Chunyang, the ancestor of kendo, Mangcang Mountain has a very high status in the hearts of sword cultivators all over the world, and they regard it as orthodox. This status and fame has brought countless luck to Mangcang Mountain for countless years.

Although Mangcang Mountain only occupies the land of Yizhou, there are not many disciples, but there is a lot of luck.

Now that Su Qingzhu wiped out the ancestral hall of Lu Chunyang's ancestor with a single sword, and she is the head of the Mangcang sect, this is tantamount to disbanding Mangcang Mountain by itself, and removing the name of Mangcang Mountain under the law of heaven.

dong dong dong...!
The square pool of luck in the void began to tremble continuously, and cracks appeared on the pool of luck.

After a while, there were more and more cracks, and finally after a loud noise, the pool of luck in Mangcang Mountain burst open.

The uncountable power of luck in the pool rushed out instantly, rushing in all directions.

Ji Huangtian's face turned black, and he looked at Su Qingzhu angrily.

Su Qingzhu wiped out the ancestral hall of the ancestors, and destroyed the sect. All the luck in the pool of luck will be dissipated in the world, and he will not get even a trace!

"Do not……!"

The remaining disciples in the Mang Cang Nine Peaks cried out loudly, and even a few of them burst into tears.

Ever since Su Qingzhu's sword thrust out, Mangcang Mountain has disappeared, and there is no such sect in the world anymore.

The ten peerless powers surrounding Su Qingzhu and Mo Zhixian looked at each other, but quietly retreated a little. At this time, Su Qingzhu was already desperate, and she had achieved peerless powers again. If she fought her life, she would become extremely terrifying.

And they knew in their hearts that even if they didn't take action, Su Qingzhu would not live long. She annihilated the ancestral hall of her ancestors and destroyed her sect. She had already violated the oath of heaven that she made when she entered Mangcang Mountain, and the vicious oath of heaven will be fulfilled in the next moment !

Su Qingzhu is also aware of this, the blood sea Dao fruit above her head suddenly moved, manifested instantly, and turned into a boundless blood sea at her feet.

Su Qingzhu stood proudly above the sea of ​​blood, with Yuantu's Abi sword trembling behind his back, watching the family of the Three Emperors sneer again and again, calmly waiting for the doom to come.

As for Su Qingzhu's self-destroyed sect, Mo Zhixian didn't say what she wanted to say, and she still had a trace of resentment towards the patriarch in her heart. If Lu Chunyang, an immortal daoist and the ancestor of swordsmanship, wanted to save Mangcang Mountain, it would be easy, but At this point, Lu Chunyang still didn't show the slightest sign of showing up.

Thinking of reaching Lu Chunyang's level, Mangcang Mountain has long been out of his mind.

Boom!

At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened, there was a muffled thunder, and a vague blood-red cloud appeared.

This catastrophe cloud gives people an ominous feeling, as if the source of all evil in the world has manifested, making people shake their heads and dare not look directly at it. It is the fulfillment of the heavenly oath.

"Humph!"

Ji Huangtian snorted coldly, stared at Su Qingzhu fiercely, flicked the sleeve of his robe lightly, and a terrifying annihilation wave hit the nine peaks of Mangcang Mountain.

He was already a little impatient, this time he came to Mangcang Mountain and suffered a lot of losses, but in the end he got nothing, even the pool of luck in Mangcang Mountain dissipated.

Bang!
The annihilation wave that Ji Huangtian stroked was extremely fast, instantly shaking a towering peak of Mangcang Mountain into dust, showing incredible power, and this wave of annihilation continued to attack the remaining eight peaks.

Boom!
Seeing that this wave of annihilation was about to shatter all the nine peaks of the Mang Cang, a vast bell sounded suddenly from the sky and the earth, and the wave of annihilation was actually shaken away.

"Who!"

Ji Huangtian's expression changed.

hum!
A chaotic, black and yellow divine clock manifested in the void, and took in the remaining hundreds of disciples from the Mangcang Nine Peaks, saving their lives. After doing this, a figure appeared next to the divine clock.

"Ji Tian!"

Ji Huangtian's eyes narrowed.

Ji Tian finally couldn't bear to make a move at this moment. According to his original plan, he would only make a move if the disciples of the Mangcang Mountain sect were dead, but he was not so cruel after all.

It doesn't matter whether you say it's despicable or malicious, Ji Tian watched for a long time. He had several chances to save the people in Mangcang Mountain, but he didn't do it. 10,000+ disciples, he has to think twice about every move now, how can he follow his temper.

With his character, he could have taken action early, but he endured and endured, and did not take action. When Su Qingzhu took action to wipe out the ancestral hall of the ancestors and Mangcang Mountain, he was relieved for no reason, and only then did he show up.

Now that he was facing the family of the Three Emperors, Ji Tian felt relieved. Before, he was hiding in the void and was struggling in his heart. If he didn't take action, he would be selfish and malicious. If he took action, it would not fit his calculations. It was really a dilemma.

Boom!
The Chaos Clock swayed slightly, and it cast infinite Chaos Divine Light to protect Ji Tian.

Regardless of Ji Huangtian and the others, Ji Tian flipped his palm, and the Qingping Excalibur appeared in his hand.

"Chuck!"

The divine sword is unsheathed, manifesting the killing and trapping.

Four holy swords with the intent to cut heaven and earth appeared, and Ji Huangtian and the others changed their expressions slightly, and they were all on alert. They were well aware of the power of the Immortal Execution Sword Formation.

Just when everyone thought that Ji Tian would deploy the Jade Immortal sword array, they didn't expect Ji Tian to move and bring the four Jade Immortal swords to Su Qingzhu and Mo Zhixian.

Looking up at the Tiandao Jieyun that was about to condense into shape, Ji Tian stretched out his hand, and the Four Slaying Swords appeared in front of Su Qingzhu.

"Su Qingzhu, Mo Zhixian, are you willing to join my Tongtian Sect, carry forward the sage's orthodoxy, and spread the prestige of the sage's way?"

As soon as these words came out, Ji Huangtian's heart moved, and he immediately understood Ji Tian's plan, and his expression changed immediately.

"Stop him! Let's go together!"

With a cry, Ji Huangtian was the first to strike, and a huge handprint with the power to overwhelm the sky came to suppress Ji Tian.

Su Qingzhu and Mo Zhixian didn't have time to be surprised by Ji Tian who suddenly appeared. Hearing Ji Tian's words, their hearts changed, and they immediately understood what Ji Tian meant.

Ji Tian's Tongtian Sect is a sage orthodoxy, blessed with sage luck. Although all saints have become immortals, the remaining sage luck also has all kinds of inconceivable mysteries.

Among them, eliminating the great calamity of the oath of heaven is a kind of mystery.

Once Su Qingzhu nods his head and worships into the Tongtian Sect, he will immediately gain the luck of the saint, and the heavenly oath of catastrophe becomes a joke.

This heavenly oath catastrophe is nothing but the descending of Ziweixing's heavenly way, how can it compete with the saint's luck?
Seeing that Su Qingzhu was a little hesitant, and Ji Huangtian was attacking him with all his mighty means, Ji Tian hurriedly shouted: "Here is the sword of the saint, and the sword is as holy as the face! If you don't bow down, how long will it be!"

Boom!
Ji Huangtian's majestic handprint was the first to be suppressed.

Ji Tian had no choice but to manifest the long river of time, slowing down the forward speed of the palm print, and the chaotic clock above his head shook wildly, oscillating dense annihilation ripples, eliminating the power of the palm print.

Looking at Mo Zhixian, Su Qingzhu supported Mo Zhixian, who had exhausted his life energy, and knelt down in front of Zhu Xian's Four Swords, pointing to the sword and swearing: "I, Su Qingzhu, and I, Mo Zhixian, would like to worship the Tongtian Sect, to expand the sage's orthodoxy, and to expound Supreme Dao, self-restraint and benevolence, no evil karma. Grace and peers, respect the rules of the door, do not violate this oath! But if there is a violation, ten thousand swords will kill my life, ten thousand demons will breed and devour my soul, the heavens will , Empress Dowager, all the facts are learned from!"

when!
As soon as the oath was made, the Four Swords of Jade Immortal trembled slightly, unexpectedly flashing a trace of holy power.

Boom!

The sound of thunder sounded, and two sacred and solemn powers of luck descended from the void. These two beams of luck directly fell on Su Qingzhu and Mo Zhixian with a faint holy power.

What's even more astonishing is that the sage's luck that descended on Su Qingzhu soared into the sky, and completely wiped out the blood-red robbery clouds above the sky!

(End of this chapter)