1435 The Fall of the Yellow (3)
Fighting is an art, in the face of many strong people, choose the weak one as the breakthrough point, in fact, just now Murong Xianxian pushed all the way sideways, just to find the weakest link among them. Although the head of the Canghuang Sect had lost his physical body, his status determined that those Supreme Elders had already taken him as the primary target of protection, and it was in vain to attack him. And the Supreme Elder's divine sense cultivation in front of him was the weakest, and the breakthrough point only attacked him.
Rumble!
The Heavenly Demon Treasure Wheel Golden Thunderbolt bloomed, the Sanskrit sound was like a wave, and it was pressed down in an all-round way, just when everyone was fighting with all their might, Murong Xianxian displayed the sword intent of Tingtao, and the dragon chanted, pounced on the Supreme Elder, slapped away the flying sword he sacrificed, and then raised his claws to slap forward.
"No!"
The primordial spirit of the Supreme Elder was torn to pieces by the dragon, and then his body did not escape together, and was crushed into minced flesh by the sword qi.
The attack power expressed by Murong Xianxian is too powerful, making people desperate, so many people join forces, but there is no way to stop it, let her take what she wants. In the distance, the face of the Pale Yellow Sect disciple was like ashes, and he felt that this Rakshasa who seemed to have come from the Nine Hells could not compete at all.
Murong Xianxian was ethereal in his heart at the moment, and the Holy Emperor inheritance obtained in the Falling Star Secret Realm was truly integrated at this time, and the Star War Technique that could not be cultivated before had a sense of waterway, especially when combined with other attacking supernatural powers, it complemented each other and was invincible.
Once she enters the Mahayana realm, she will rely on enlightenment to make progress, the deeper the understanding of the laws of heaven and earth, the faster she will enter the realm, but this may be hard for others, but it is not difficult for her.
As early as when Murong Xianxian was in the infancy stage, she began to cultivate the inheritance of the Heavenly Runes and comprehend the laws of heaven and earth, once she broke through the Mahayana bottle item, her entry would definitely not be slow, so she had been suppressing herself.
At this time, the strong men of the Canghuang Gate all wanted to escape, and they were already timid, but they were afraid of being Murong Xian and did not dare to act rashly.
Murong Xian snorted coldly, pressed forward, and locked on one of them.
"Everyone, help me!" the Supreme Elder of the Pale Yellow Gate shouted, but fear appeared in his eyes.
When he raised his hand, a purple vine as clear as jade flew out of his sleeve, quickly becoming longer and thicker, like a purple giant python rushing towards Murong Xianxian, and the others also sacrificed their magic weapon flying sword to suppress Murong Xianxian.
Rumble~
The space shook, and the purple vine vanished...... The next moment, appearing beside Murong Xian Xian, the vines rolled up, wrapping her from head to toe, and long purple thorns poked out from the vines, wanting to pierce into her body along the gaps in the holy clothes.
"Good!"
The others shouted loudly, and they rose up one after another, urging the magic weapon, wanting to suppress Murong Xianxian.
"Take advantage of this opportunity and kill her!"
"Don't let her rush out!"
The Pale Yellow Palm Sect and the other Supreme Elders joined forces, and the treasure light shone brightly, covering the sky.
However, at this moment, a palpitating breath permeated the air, which made people's hearts beat.
The purple vines made a 'click' sound, and they broke one after another, and a golden glow rushed out, forcibly broken by brute force.
"Capricorn Holy Sword!"
Murong Xian's hands were sealed, and a holy sword suddenly appeared, slashing forward, and everywhere he passed, every qi qi qi turned into ashes.
Burst!
The owner of the purple vine was split in two pieces from head to toe by the holy sword, and let out a faint scream, destroying his body and spirit.
At the same time, Murong Xianxian urged the Star Wars technique one after another, and the Holy Sword caught up with the two Supreme Elders who couldn't evade it, killing them one after another.
In an instant, the three Supreme Elders fell one after another, suppressing all the other monks.
"How could a Pure Yang Cultivator not rely on the magic weapon flying sword have such terrifying attack power? This is not reasonable at all!"
"Could it be that her realm is disguised?"
"Even if you are a Mahayana perfect monk, you can't push them so horizontally, right?"
The rest of the Supreme Elders looked at each other, how could this battle continue?
They know that they have messed with extraordinary people. Even though the other party was nothing more than a Pure Yang Cultivator, they had already seen a future that was not trivial.
Murong Xianxian heard their whispers and saw their fear, but at this time she couldn't stop it...... These people are not enough to succeed and more than to lose, she will definitely not be afraid of them, but Murong Xianxian does not want to leave too many enemies for the future Wenxiangfang.
"Let's go!"
Feeling Murong Xianxian's boundless killing intent, the rest of the people were completely frightened, and they had already lost their fighting intent and rushed in all directions, wanting to escape. At this moment, it doesn't matter what dignity, face, or sect foundation is, only life is the most real. At this time, even if the people of the entire sect attack and kill, it is just to send a few more souls to the underworld.
In the distance, those disciples of the Canghuang Sect saw that the head of the sect and the Supreme Elder had fled for their lives, and they were immediately panicked, and they all fled.
"It's a pity that this place is blocked by me, and none of you can escape!"
"Phoenix"
Murong Xianxian displayed the strongest star warfare technique of the Phoenix Constellation, and a fire phoenix suddenly appeared, letting out a loud clear sound, and wherever it passed, the flames surged, burning the three Supreme Elders to ashes on the spot.
Next, she seals her hands and casts her Pisces Star Wars technique, and a quaint garden floats above her head, filled with countless blooming red roses.
Her right hand was sealed, and it fell forward, and the garden fell violently, and rose petals flew up, turning the Yuan Shen of the Pale Yellow Sect in front of her into flying ashes.
Tianli blessed land was originally a fairyland-like world, the grass color is fresh, the stream is murmuring, the Lingtan waterfall, a quiet and tranquil. However, at this moment, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, the aura fluctuated like a wave, a puff of blood mist flew up from time to time, clumps of grass fell to the bloody ground, and the green trees were stained with blood.
One corpse after another fell, and she didn't know how many people died, Murong Xianxian really turned into a rakshasa and slaughtered all directions, one figure after another lay at her feet.
Not only did the head of the Canghuang Sect become ashes, but the last few Tai Elders were also killed by her, and at this moment she was killing other high-ranking monks of the Canghuang Sect.
In this killing, she didn't intend to let other disciples take action, from a certain point of view, these monks can be said to be innocent, but they have to pay the price if they forcibly occupy Tianli Island...... And killing, there is also a price to pay, cause and effect, Murong Xianxian doesn't want others to bear it.
Poof! poof......
Blood flowers are blooming, poignant and beautiful, shocking, and in the blink of an eye, there are dozens more corpses.
Boom, boom, boom......
Some monks wanted to escape, but suddenly a tall array gate rose from the ground, forming a golden light curtain, intercepting those who wanted to escape.
"Heaven has the virtue of a good life, you can't kill them all!" an old monk cried out as he gave up his resistance.
"You chose to fight, but you want a unilateral truce, isn't it too much to take it for granted?" Murong Xianxian stopped and looked at the old monk coldly...... is just a monk in the Yuan Dan stage, and the high-level above the infant has been killed by her.
"We are a sect and must obey, how do we know that there is already a master here?" The Yuandan monk seemed to be relieved when he saw Murong Xianxian stop, and the surrounding Pale Yellow Sect disciples stood there one by one like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, waiting for Murong Xianxian's ruling.
"So, do you blame me?" Murong raised his eyebrows.
"No, senior, please listen to the junior. â
Monk Yuan Dan swept his bitter gaze from the faces of the surrounding Canghuang Sect disciples: "All the high-level monks of Canghuang Gate have all died, and all the classics and treasury have been sealed in the zĂ i ban, it is expected that it will be difficult for the seniors, these people are all junior disciples in the sect, the cultivation is mediocre, and the Canghuang Gate has perished, so don't let them be buried." We can swear that from now on, we will never take revenge, we will not be the enemy of our predecessors, and we will be punished by God if we break this oath!"
When the Canghuang Sect disciples near and far heard this, they hurriedly issued a heavenly oath, and looked at Murong Xianxian with sincere fear one by one, waiting for her to make a decision.
The people present are all low-level disciples of the Canghuang Gate, they join the Canghuang Gate naturally for cultivation, not to mention die-hard loyalty, Wenxiangfang wants to grow, naturally it also needs disciples, if these people really forget the Canghuangmen and throw themselves under the Wenxiangfang, of course she is willing to take them in, in terms of qualifications, these people are not the best qualifications, but there are also a few good seedlings.
"I'll give you two options. â
Murong Xianxian's gaze swept majestically over these people's faces, "First, after making an oath, you can stay away from Tianli Island, and second, you can join my Wenxiangfang sect, as long as you are sincere and effective, I guarantee that your achievements in the future will be only higher than now." â
She raised her hand slightly to stop those people from speaking: "I'll give you a stick of incense to think about it, and then you have to go through a heart test, if there are still those who harbor evil intentions, you will be killed!"
The remaining Canghuang Sect disciples immediately looked at each other, and soon their eyes showed a look of contemplation and struggle.
"What's your name?" Murong Xianxian looked at the Yuan Dan stage cultivator.
"Junior Chen Taichong. The monk replied quickly.
"Chen Taichong, you take my people to the Canghuangmen inventory to have a look. â
After speaking, without waiting for Chen Taichong to agree, Murong Xianxian instructed Ao Xiaolong to take a few people with him to receive the inheritance of Canghuangmen, while the others began to pack up the spoils on the battlefield under the leadership of Murong Qianxue's sisters and brothers.
Murong Xianxian summoned a phantom vine to create an illusion world...... In fact, in the process of chasing and killing just now, she had already distinguished, those high-level monks and disciples who were deeply loved by the master and cared for by the sect were all taken away by the master and fled, and most of the remaining people were not valued by the master, as long as they were given hope, there would not be many people who were really willing to be loyal to the Canghuang Gate. There are nearly three hundred remaining disciples in front of him, and even if half of them are invested in the Wenxiangfang sect, it will be a big gain.
To Murong Xianxian's surprise, I don't know if Canghuangmen treats people too coldly, or these people are too rational, only more than 20 people said to leave, and the others chose to stay without exception.
"Very well, I hope you don't regret your choice. Murong Xian's eyes flashed slightly, and he immediately enveloped them in an illusion. R1152