"Hahaha, is this the fate of the royal family, it's really miserable. ”

Kun Zhong, who was more than two meters tall, had a cruel face, and a pair of fierce eyes flashed with fine light.

As soon as he stepped out, he flashed to Mu Ruheng's side in an instant, and his right arm was thrown out horizontally with a huge force.

Boom!

A dull loud sound arose, and Mu Ruheng, who was in a very bad state, was hit coldly, and his back was a little sunken under a closer look.

He fell to his knees, his face pale and a mouthful of blood.

No, it really doesn't work.

The eleven Dharma Protectors in front of him each looked at each other and laughed at each other.

"The dignified Jindan Great Perfection monk is now reduced to this dog-like, pitiful. ”

"The Mu Ru royal family is dead, and they are about to be slaughtered by my Blood Spirit God Sect, and there is no one left. ”

"Hehe, do you hear that? That beautiful scream is your Muru clan. ”

"I thought it would be difficult, but now it looks like that, and we were really chosen by heaven. ”

"In the era of evil cultivation, who else can stop it?"

............

Mu Ruheng raised his eyelids, his face was dead, and the pain in his back made him gasp a few times

But this is nothing compared to the tragic pain of the dead.

"Why don't you speak? Wasn't it quite good at first?"

Kun Zhong licked his lips, his face was hideous, he grabbed Mu Ruheng's head with one hand, and the whole person smashed violently to the ground.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Four powerful crashes in a row made people panic when they heard it.

"How's it going?"

Kun Zhong pulled his head up, crouched down and sneered.

Mu Ruheng's face was covered with blood, and even his vision became blurred, his throat surged, and his mouth moved.

Ancestor, where are you......

The thought flashed through his mind, and it was his brightest light in the darkness.

Right now, I hope that the Old Ancestor can defeat the sect leader of the Blood Spirit God Sect and reach here as quickly as possible.

Then turn things around and save the precarious Muru royal family!

Rumble!

In the sky, a figure exuding a powerful aura swept through the air.

The blood-red robe was extremely conspicuous, not to mention the terrifying power that people couldn't help but worship.

Behind him, followed by a glamorous and stunning beauty, an existence that all cultists dream of!

"That's the Sect Master!"

When many believers saw this scene, they shouted feverishly.

But that's not the point, it's that their sect leader is still holding a shriveled corpse in his hands!

Who's that?

Could it be......

Seeing this, the few remaining Muru monks immediately overlapped the portraits hanging in the ancestral hall in their minds.

One by one, they were like being struck by thunder, and they were stunned and unable to move.

Is that...... Ancestor!!!

The blood-robed man lifted the corpse high and said in a cold voice: "Ancestor Mu Ru is dead, who else wants to resist!?"

These words rumbled and invaded the spirit of every Muru tribesman present in an instant, shaking their heads and crying in grief.

The ancestor is dead, and the belief that he has always held on is gone!

Mu Ruheng's eyes widened, his face was covered with blood, he looked like a ghost, his hands were propped up on the ground, and the final barrier of will collapsed.

The rain poured down on his body, washing the blood out.

A great despair enveloped his heart, and a bone-chilling chill filled his body.

"Kill me...... Kill me......"

Mu Ruheng buried his face deep in the ground, tears and blood mixed with the dirt.

In the past, he was also a pride of the Muru royal family.

He was even given high hopes by the ancestor and cultivated as a future Yuanying Realm cultivator.

But now, everything has changed.

The Blood Spirit Divine Cult is too strong, so strong that it makes people desperate.

Even the peerless Ancestor became a shriveled corpse in the hands of that sect master.

Is there any hope for this Kyushu?

He left the dynasty for more than 10,000 years, but he didn't expect to end up in a paradise for evil cultivators.

Don't say I'm sorry for the ancestors and ancestors, if the royal family of the previous dynasty knew about it, they would laugh and ridicule him Mu Ru and his family!

The flame of faith has been extinguished, and at this moment, Mu Ruheng only wants to die wholeheartedly.

"What? louder, I can't hear you!"

Kun Zhong grabbed his hair with one hand, so that the crying face appeared in everyone's field of vision without reservation.

"Kill me...... Kill me......"

There was no light in Mu Ruheng's eyes, and he repeated this sentence in his mouth.

"Hahaha! He's begging for death, hey!"

Kun Zhong laughed.

The other eleven Dharma Protectors also laughed uncontrollably, all with ugly and arrogant faces.

The blood-robed man looked down at all this, his eyes were scarlet, and the whole person seemed to be a god high above.

"Kill all of them for the sect master, and leave no one behind!"

A cold command came out of his mouth, resounding through this family.

After receiving the order, all the cultists slaughtered in a frenzy, and their offensive was even more frantic than before!

And after those Muru people saw that their ancestors had died, they had long lost the heart to resist, and accepted the fate of death with dead faces one by one.

Puff puff......

A large expanse of blood stained the ground and mingled with the pouring rain.

"Hey, since the sect leader has given orders, Lao Tzu won't continue to play. ”

Kun Zhong's face showed a little regret, his eyes flashed with fierce light, and he raised his big fan-like hand high and pressed one hand on the other's shoulder.

Mu Ruheng closed his eyes, he knew what he was going to face next.

Even the Muru clan was defeated, which family in this world is qualified to stand up?

Kyushu's sinking is a foregone conclusion.

At this moment, a thought somehow rose from the bottom of my heart.

Before that, the Zhang family in Qingyun Prefecture may ......

Impossible, just the sect leader of the Blood Spirit God Sect can suppress everything, and no matter how strong the Jindan powerhouse is, he can't set off the storm.

That ancestor of the Zhang family, the fate can be imagined.

"Eat Lao Tzu's trick, and then hit the road!"

Kun Zhong laughed.

Then, he slapped the big raised hand down hard!

Boom!!!

This scene was like a rotten melon crumbling, and the slippery blood stained the black hair.

A headless corpse fell forward.

Jindan Great Perfection Monk, Fall!

After less than half a cup of tea, a strict killing covered the entire family, and even the spirit beasts raised one by one were not spared to become burial objects.

Women, children, the elderly, and children all died at the hands of evil cultivators.

In this layer of enchantment, the first Xiuzhen family, which was the overlord level of Kyushu, has become a thing of the past.

There was blood everywhere, and the ruins were continuous.

Smoke billowed and fires burned.

The blood-robed man who stepped on the void looked at him coldly, and he took a deep breath of bloody air, his expression showing satisfaction.

Jing Yao in the back said with a smile: "From now on, the Mu Ru royal family will become history, and only my Blood Spirit God Sect will be for thousands of generations!"

"Remove the enchantment, let the forces of this royal capital take a good look at the scene here, what will happen if you violate the Blood Spirit God Church!"

The blood-robed man had a cruel look in his eyes and ordered.

He glanced at the shriveled corpse in his hand, "Old thing, your last role is here." ”