Master, please don’t bring Feng Aotian back again!

"Forget it, let me help you. This is also my last gift to the world's number one."

"Your enemy is on the mountain, Changming, right here."

"If we destroy them, there will be no more evil cults in this world, and we will all be avenged!"

kill!

Countless shadows quickly climbed to the top of the mountain.

Qin Muyuan looked at the dagger in his hand, and with red eyes he climbed up Changqing with the inheritance of the Xiping Imperial Treasure.

In the general wave of golden elixir and primordial infant.

It would undoubtedly be a massacre.

……

"puff."

The changes on the field have not yet come to an end.

Luo Yeqing suddenly felt his body and soul shaken violently.

The next second, she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood beside Lin Li.

"Zongmen..."

Luo Yeqing's pupils suddenly contracted.

The backlash from the spiritual energy made her feel the turmoil in the north even though she was thousands of miles away.

"Master?!"

Lin Li, sensing something was wrong, turned around quickly, only to see Luo Yeqing raising his hand and slapping him.

This palm came extremely fast.

Without even giving Lin Li any time to react, the boy was sent directly out of Tiange.

at the same time.

The purple thunder that had been waiting in the sky for a long time was no longer restricted.

They came roaring down to the earth.

Bringing the Last Judgment of the Immortals:

"Luo Yeqing, the time has come."

Undoubted solemnity resounded through the sky.

But the people around turned a blind eye to it.

It seemed that Luo Yeqing was the only one who could see the thunder.

Zi Yi's breath was disordered.

But the determination in his eyes did not disappear at all.

She stared at the rolling purple thunder.

sneered:

"Does the Immortal still have so much to say?"

……

"You little bastards, get out of here!"

Everyone in the Tiange is still waiting for the results of the competition.

But the roar that was enough to shatter everyone's eardrums was like a shock wave, kicking all the younger generations off the stage of Tiange.

The group of elderly people who stayed behind quickly gathered together.

At this moment.

Under the clear sky, they only had Luo Yeqing in their eyes.

There is only this founder of the evil path who is about to be torn to pieces by the heavenly calamity.

78. Immortality, Destruction of the Family

"Your Highness."

The spy slid to his knees quickly, his steps tense.

She quickly knelt down in front of Shangguan Jin.

He folded his arms in front of him, looking extremely panicked.

"what happened?"

Shangguan Jin pressed the seal in his hand and looked at the death warrior who was responsible for scouting the surrounding security with an extremely serious expression.

"A huge fire broke out on a mountain not far away, and part of the village at the north gate of Xuanyi City was also burned down. The peach blossom forest that Your Highness often visited has now been completely burned down."

"I am worried that this is a large-scale vendetta, or even worse... Your Highness, please follow me to the secret room for refuge!"

mountain peak……

The north gate of Xuanyi City and the peach blossom forest.

These are the paths that Lin Li has walked before.

not good.

It's Lin Li! It's Chang Mingzong!

Shangguan Jin had the answer instantly.

She was about to go out.

As a result, the assassin grabbed Shangguan Jin's wrist.

"Your Highness, you can't go out!"

The female voice that dared to contradict His Highness revealed a firmness that brooked no room for negotiation.

To her, His Highness's safety is the most important thing in the world.

She could not allow Shangguan Jin to put himself in danger.

"Let me go!"

Shangguan Jin was about to struggle, but the assassin raised his hand and struck the princess with a knife, knocking her unconscious.

"I'm sorry, but I can't let Your Highness do whatever he wants this time..."

She carefully picked up Shangguan Jin, walked to the desk, and tapped the table lightly with her elbows, three long and one short. In an instant, a secret door popped open.

……

Everything in Changmingzong was burned down.

Those people inside were not even mentally prepared before they were chopped to pieces by countless fierce attacks driven by hatred.

There was no corpse left, and the sky was raining blood.

Then, a huge fire burned everything.

The same fate holds true for every mountaintop.

The people brought by the elder in black killed all the members of Changming Sect.

Even the lavender field that had just begun to show signs of life withered and died in the blood-red flames.

"Well……"

Qin Muyuan used the art of controlling objects to slit the throat of a cultist.

He took the dagger back and kicked the man who had no strength to resist.

He suddenly sat on the man's abdomen, holding the dagger in both hands, facing the other party's extremely terrified gaze, and stabbed the man's head like pouring paste.

The splashing blood dyed Qin Muyuan's cheeks red.

But it cannot erase the hatred of being alone.

Although the feeling of each knife strike was a little strange.

But he still gritted his teeth and chopped the man's head into bloody foam.

Hatred never ends.

So he quickly set his sights on another guy who was fleeing in panic.

The art of controlling objects is on the rise.

But there was a sound breaking through the air that was even faster than this.

next second.

It turned out that Qin Muyuan was beheaded.

In the fading afterglow.

He suddenly saw a white figure.

Elegant and extraordinary.

……

In extreme chaos.

The old man in black went to a wooden house alone.

This is where Lin Li lives.

It was also the place he chose to teleport to.

"It's time to return this place to its rightful owner."

He laughed crazily, and in an instant he raised his knife and cut off his right hand.

Seeing the blood gushing out, the old man's eyes became even crazier, and he actually drew talismans on the ground with blood.

After a while, an extremely complex teleportation array took shape.

Only that most crucial step is left.

So he thrust his left hand into his left chest, pulled out his heart and placed it in the center.

The old man knelt on his knees with bloodshot eyes. Seeing the magic circle shining brightly, he whispered softly:

"Welcome the Great Elder...back."

pat.

A head was crushed to pieces.

The old man with a long beard who walked out of the formation should have been sitting in the Tiange.

The old man holding the sugar painting looked at the chaotic scene in front of him and couldn't help shaking his head:

"Look at this mess. How long will it take me to clean it up?"

"Oh?"

But just when he was about to leave.

A sudden thought in his mind made him stop.

Suddenly looking back.

But a man in white clothes with blood on his face came.

She held a long sword, her expression extremely calm.

"It's you?"

The old man frowned.

But the other party drew his sword directly.

……