Qiang ————"

The King of Vermilion Birds chirped in the sky, and the scorching flames fell like cannonballs.

The scattered cultivators in the extreme distance were all dumbfounded, because from their field of vision, they could clearly see that once that kind of flame power touched the ten immortal sect martial artists, the final result would be to turn into nothingness!

"It's horrible!"

"This is a one-sided massacre!"

"I'm afraid the Ten Immortal Sects are going to be finished this time!"

So many elites all died in the Immortal Mountain, which will inevitably shake the foundation of the sect, and I am afraid that it will collapse from now on!

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a popping bang.

The scattered cultivators looked one after another, and saw that the ground was sunken in the distance, and a master of the Immortal Sect was lying in the depths, with eye-catching sword marks on his chest, and the person had completely lost his breath of life!

This is...... Dead fourth!

Everyone hurriedly looked up, and saw Jun Chang smiling proudly on the sky, surrounded by a dark aura, like a demon coming out of hell.

Lin Haoyan and the other four sect masters oozed cold sweat from their foreheads, they seemed calm on the surface, but in fact, they panicked like dogs in their hearts.

Killing the pinnacle and finding the truth is like finding something.

Who can stand it?

If you were someone else, you would have begged for mercy a long time ago.

However, after all, he is the Sect Master of the Ten Immortal Sects who dominate the upper realm, even if the situation is very unfavorable to him at the moment, he will not let go of his body to ask Jun Changxiao for forgiveness.

Of course.

Even if you kneel down and kowtow, it won't help.

Jun Changxiao has already made up his mind, wiped out all the enemies who came to attack, and told the upper realm with his actions, if he offends my Ten Thousand Ancient Sects, he will be punished!

Then again, the main task is to reach the level of the Immortal Sect within a hundred years, and now to trample on the power of this level is tantamount to completing it in disguise!

"Die!"

Thinking of this, Jun Chang laughed and became even angrier.

"One will make ten thousand bones dry. ”

"Today, I will use the corpses of your ten great immortal sects to forge the throne of my Ten Thousand Ancient Sects to reach the pinnacle!"

"All swords are one!"

"Flutter!"

"All things are swords!"

"Flutter!"

With the blessing of the divine weapon, under the first and second styles of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, Jun Changxiao instantly harvested the two Immortal Sect Sect Masters, and did not give the other party a chance to dodge at all.

After breaking through to the peak of the Truth Seeking Realm, the only person in the upper realm who can help him is probably only a powerhouse of Gongsun Ruoli's level.

"Two more dead!"

The warriors watching the battle from a distance saw that there were only three people standing in the sky, Lin Haoyan, and their expressions became more and more exciting.

The pinnacle of the truth-seeking realm, the top powerhouse in the upper realm.

Now in a short period of time, Jun Changxiao has been wiped out by Jun Changxiao, what a horror!

Someone will ask.

Isn't it ten sect masters? How can it be counted as nine?

That's because Jun Changxiao took the first step to bring down the sect master of the Hidden Immortal Sect.

This guy is lying in a deep pit and pretending to be dead at the moment, occasionally taking the opportunity to pull dirt to cover his face, and secretly pray: "Don't find me, don't find me ......"

"Flutter!"

The sword light flew and pierced through the chest.

"Poof!"

The power of the blood eruption carried the soil away, revealing the hideous face of the Hidden Immortal Sect Master, who roared in his heart before he died: "Who asked, caused me to die a tragic death!"

So far.

The master of the Ten Immortal Sects, seven of them died.

A powerhouse of this level previously belonged to the existence of the Hanging Bomb Heaven, but now he has become a corpse lying in the mountains and forests, which is really embarrassing.

"Next. ”

Jun Changxiao raised the Supreme Immortal Sword, pointed at Lin Haoyan, and said in a cold voice: "It's your turn." ”

From his appearance to the present, he has talked the most.

This made Gou Yu guess that he was going to attack the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect, and it should be planned by him.

That's right.

The dog extermination operation was indeed Lin Haoyan's responsibility.

didn't kill him at the first time, but also to let the other party witness the death of several sect masters, so as to deeply realize what a ridiculous act it is to come to my Ten Thousand Ancient Sect!

"Boom!"

Jun Chang smiled strangely and said, "This seat asks you, do you regret it?"

The system is speechless.

This moment suddenly makes the reader suspect that the host is the villain.

In fact, the Ten Great Immortal Sects and the Ten Thousand Ancient Sects do not have the theory of decent villains, because one is to defend the authority, and the other is to challenge the authority, no matter who dies or lives on both sides, it will not be involved in the general righteousness.

"Regret!"

"Regret not being at the beginning!"

Lin Haoyan clenched his fists and said, "If I had known that you would grow to such an extent in a short period of time, this seat should have wiped it out in the void when the sect ascended!"

"You're not remorseful. Jun Changxiao poured his strength into the sword body, and said in a cold tone: "You are called death without repentance!"

"Whew—————————"

The sharp sword slashed through the void and slashed at Lin Haoyan mercilessly.

Judging from the several sect masters who died before, there was basically no possibility for him to dodge, even if he sacrificed various supreme treasures, he would be crushed together.

However, when the sword qi tore through the body of this sect master, it dissipated instantly like an afterimage.

Jun Chang smiled and frowned, "Ran away with your magical powers?"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

At the same time, the other two remaining Immortal Sect Masters also used some kind of magical power, and the whole person disappeared into thin air, leaving only smoke similar to car exhaust.

"If you can run a monk, can you run a temple?"

Jun Changxiao put the fairy sword into the space, and said coldly: "When the battlefield is cleaned up, this seat will visit in person!"

"Poof!"

After speaking, a mouthful of blood splattered out.

"Whew!"

The breeze blew, and the green hair fell out, and the head became shiny again.

"Hahaha!"

The system said: "Overexertion, the old disease will recur!"

“......”

Jun Changxiao took out the magic change hair enhancer, squeezed out a ball, wiped it on his head indiscriminately, and ordered: "Kill all the rest, and don't let one go!"

"Yes!"

"Whoa, whoa!"

The disciples had a great killing intent, and immediately rushed over to fight with them.

With the King of Vermilion Bird bound in the sky above, the warriors of the Immortal Sect who lost the general's command were destined to be completely destroyed.

......

"It's finally here!"

"Strange, why is the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect still there?"

Half an hour later, more scattered cultivators rushed to the scene one after another, and seeing that the mountain gate engraved with the plaque of 'The Strongest Sect in the Ages' was still safe and sound, many people's faces were puzzled.

"You're too late. The first comer, who gradually recovered from the shock, said: "The Ten Thousand Ancient Sects have wiped out all the people and horses of the Ten Great Immortal Sects. ”

"I see......"

"What? The Ten Great Immortal Sects were all wiped out by the Ten Thousand Ancient Sects?"

......

This day is destined to be extraordinary.

This day is destined to become eternal.

However, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect completely wiped out the ten great immortal sect martial artists and completed the achievements that shocked the world, but at this moment, they were collecting scattered spatial rings in the immortal mountain.

"Sect Master. ”

In the main hall of the sect, Li Qingyang walked over and said, "According to statistics, more than 600 new fighters have been lost, 10,000 soldiers of the Demon Clan have been killed or wounded, and one disciple has been wounded. ”

"Who's hurt?"

"Jing knows. ”

Jun Changxiao shook his head and said, "It's too embarrassing for him to be injured alone, after the injury is healed, follow Mao Xiaodao to clean the toilet for ten days." ”

"Yes. ”

Li Qingyang retreated and walked towards the medical hall.

Jing Ming, who was originally alive, noticed that his senior brother was coming, lay on the hospital bed as fast as he could, and pretended to be weak and said, "Although I am dead...... But it's still ...... Disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect ......"

"Senior Brother Jing. ”

Li Qingyang said: "The sect master has an order, and after the injury is healed, he will follow Senior Brother Mao to clean the toilet for ten days. ”

"Huh?"

Jing Zhi 'rubbed' and got up, and howled, "Why!"

"Are you alright?"

"Uh...... No......"

Jing Zhi clutched his chest and said in pain: "My head hurts so much...... It may be that the mecha exploded and injured the soul......"

Li Qingyang roared: "What does the head hurt have to do with the chest!"

“...... Suddenly transferred!"

"In my opinion, the junior brother is deliberately lying about his injuries, and this will be sent to the Discipline Hall, at least for a month. ”

"Brush!"

Jing Zhi jumped up from the hospital bed, and hit a set of military body punches vigorously, saying, "Suddenly it doesn't hurt!"

(End of chapter)