Super Tiandao Academy

Chapter 1002 Met the Lord
The sect protection formation of Blackwater Xuanzong was only a first-rank formation, Ye Mao didn't even bother to study it, he just slapped it, and the formation burst, one after another mountain collapsed, causing countless casualties in an instant.

"Good beast," the tall old man was startled and angry, "Let's all fight together to destroy this fierce monster."

He had been given the notoriety of a "fiend" so quickly. At first, he thought that Blackwater Xuanzong was coerced by the Sima family and had no choice but to do so.

Now it seems that this is a mink in a hill.

Ye Mao slapped down again, lifting the weight as if it were light, two of the seven great ancestors were beaten to death, and the remaining five were all seriously injured.

"Bastard, do you really think I am the Blackwater Xuanzong to be easy to deceive?" The tall old man with a fierce look on his face awakened a stone statue deep in the sect. made.

It can explode three times, which is equivalent to the shot of the black water ancestor.

The stone statue still enshrines the soul of the ancestor of the black water. When it saw Ye Mao, it froze for a moment, then bowed and said, "My lord!"

This obeisance made all the ancestors of Blackwater Xuanzong dumbfounded.

"You, you are the soul seducer who killed the black snake demigod and destroyed the two branches of the Sima family." The tall old man's eyes showed deep fear.

With the background of the Blackwater Xuanzong, even the Ziyang lineage of the Sima family can't compare, and he still called everyone to attack this ecstasy.

"I gave you a chance to live, but it's a pity that you didn't cherish it." Ye Mao raised his hand suddenly, and his palm grew rapidly, covering the entire Blackwater Xuanzong.

Shadows emanated from his palm, shooting into each monk's body, disturbing the holy power, dao power, and true power in their bodies, making them lose their power to resist.

"Master Patriarch, help!" the tall old man yelled in horror.

"Don't call me Master Patriarch, you are all a bunch of dogs raised by Sima's family." "Sacred Patriarch of Black Water" has already seen the whole story from the discussion of the disciples of the sect.

The stone statue cracked, turned into pieces, and fell to the ground.

"No, no..." The tall old man smelled the smell of death, "We are willing to be your slaves and do things for you, please spare my life."

The answer to him was, a slap that fell so brazenly that the entire Blackwater Xuanzong was completely restored to ashes and ashes under this palm.

A huge palm print with a depth of thousands of feet appeared on the original site of the Blackwater Xuanzong. This palm even touched the groundwater, and some slowly emerged from the ground.

Later, this palm print became a huge lake, which people called "Holy Palm Lake".

Many families whose daughters were taken away come to this lake every year to pay homage to their dead daughters, and to thank the mysterious man who destroyed the Black Water Xuanzong.

A few days later, when Shen Yue heard that the Blackwater Xuanzong was destroyed, she was so shocked that she didn't speak for a whole day. Only then did she understand that as long as a person is strong enough, even a giant like the Blackwater Xuanzong can still be destroyed.

Ye Mao opened a brand new door for her and led her into a brand new world.

This is all for later.

After Ye Mao wiped out Blackwater Xuanzong, he went to Jianzhou City.

He had just entered Jianzhou, and when he passed a mansion, the soul-chasing disk on his body suddenly rang, so he stopped, followed the guidance of the soul-chasing disk, and came to a huge mansion.

"Gongyang Mansion? This is the Gongyang Family. Could it be another force colluding with the Sima Family?" Ye Mao, wearing a death cloak, entered the Gongyang Family without a sound.

As soon as I entered, I could smell a strong smell of blood. There were corpses lying on the ground, even the corpses of seven or eight-year-old children. The more we walked forward, the more corpses there were.

After entering the courtyard deep in the mansion, the smell of blood became stronger. There were even baby girls who were thrown to death on the ground, not just one or two.

This made Ye Mao furious in an instant, with murderous intent surging in his heart, he quickened his pace, and arrived in front of the main hall, where hundreds of holy ghost cultivators put their knives on the necks of hundreds of Gongyang's children.

All the masters of the Gongyang family in the hall were seriously injured, and they all collapsed on the ground. Only the patriarch of the Gongyang family, Gongyang Hanzhu, was standing. He was covered in blood and was seriously injured, but he was still standing.

"Old man Gongyang, what are you thinking about, should you hand over the Hunyuan Shenjin, or let me kill your direct blood relatives." The leading ghost Xiu Jie Jie said with a smile.

"Children, you are all good sons of Gongyang's family, don't cry, don't be afraid, you will die, we must not let this group of Sima's dogs take it lightly." Gongyang Hanzhu stood up straight.

"Grandpa, I won't cry!" A teenage boy touched his tears and said.

"If you don't hand over the Hunyuan Shenjin, after tonight, the Gongyang family will completely become history." The leader of the ghost cultivator pressed on step by step, "Now Gongyang Hanzhu will become the sinner of the Gongyang family."

"Will it become history? I don't think so." Ye Mao took off the death cloak and appeared in the hall.

The leader of the Ghost Cultivator showed his vicious look, and shouted: "You are so fat, you dare to interfere with our Sima family's affairs. Your nine clans will be wiped out because of your ignorance."

"Didn't you guys have been looking for me for the past three years? Why did you not recognize me when I appeared in front of you?" Ye Mao's eyes burst with murderous intent.

The leader of the ghost cultivator saw the ignited Huangquan Shenhuo in Ye Mao's palm, which was unparalleled in majesty and awe-inspiring power. He couldn't help but suddenly changed color, and shouted in horror: "Get out!"

He took the first step, turned into a gust of dark wind, and fled outside. The rest of the ghost cultivators reacted very quickly and followed suit.

"Did I let you go?" Ye Mao pushed out with a palm, and hundreds of palm prints flew out, hitting all ghost cultivators.

They fell to the ground, and the ghost body was blazing with the fire of the underworld. They screamed and wailed endlessly, and finally lost their souls.

Gongyang Hanzhu pressed the wound, attracted fresh blood, and performed the secret art of bleeding patterns, condensing a blood-colored rune pattern, which penetrated into the hanging painting directly in front of the room.

Suddenly, a vortex appeared on the hanging painting, and a piece of Hunyuan Shenjin flew out of it, about the size of a fist.

"Thank you fellow daoist for saving my Gongyang family. I will give this piece of Hunyuan Shenjin to fellow daoist, hoping to help fellow daoist get rid of the cancer of the Sima family as soon as possible." Gongyang Hanzhu said.

"I can't accept this." Ye Mao quickly refused.

Gongyang Hanzhu refused to hand over the Hunyuan Shenjin to the Sima family. So many people died because of this, but now he is giving it up.

In this person, Ye Mao saw the character of a human cultivator. As long as there are such people in the Taixu Realm, Qianlong Demon Sect will never be able to control the Taixu Realm.

"You take it, with this piece of divine gold, the palm in your hand can at least be promoted to the top grade Taoist soldier, and it can be considered that my Gongyang family has done a little bit to destroy the Sima family." Gongyang Hanzhu said.

"Okay!" Ye Mao accepted it, and flicked his fingers repeatedly. Drops of nectar flew out from his fingertips and shot into the injured body of Gongyang's family.

Those who were on the verge of death were pulled back from the death line by Ye Mao, those who were seriously injured recovered quickly, and those who were missing arms and legs were rapidly growing arms and legs.

"Thank you!" Gongyang Hanzhu thanked excitedly.

In this way, the number of people lost by the Ram family has been reduced by at least [-]%, but it will not damage the foundation of the Ram family.

(End of this chapter)