Although he had previously made a promise to allow Broken Sorrow to take away seventy percent of the forces of the Lei Xiao Imperial Mansion, when he really saw the remaining three layers of power, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, Lei Xiao Tianzun was still angry.

My heart is bleeding!

I thought that I would take care of it and save some face, but I didn't think about it, I didn't expect that this kid was holding chicken feathers as an arrow, and he was so shameless.

The elderly don't want it, the children don't want it, the pregnant women don't want it, they are waiting to conceive and give birth, the cultivation is too low, and the time for promotion to the generals is too short, they don't want it, and the rest is basically all burdensome, old, weak, sick and disabled.

Where is this taking away seventy percent of the forces, it is clear that everything that can be taken away is taken away, one hundred and twenty percent of the strength, drawing blood and peeling the skin, and being swallowed clean by the whale in one breath.

It is difficult to see the extreme in such a way, even Lei Xiao Tianzun, who has lived through thousands of years of ancient times and has been a Taoist feathere, has a kind of impulse to slap and slap to death.

But in the end, it was only limited to impulse, Lei Xiao Tianzun's expression was majestic and indifferent, and he watched the last group of people believers enter, and the gate of Xiaoqian disappeared and became disillusioned, and he didn't say a word.

As a result, he was also slightly relieved, he had been tense during this time, for fear that he would go too far and anger the big guy behind him, but fortunately, in the end, it was the big guy, Chrysostom Yuyan, who had enough energy and mind, and actually swallowed this bitter fruit alive and gave him enough face.

Thinking of this, he turned his head with sorrow, and was about to say thank you, and asked where the person who had been designated to come and join their Xuantian Sect was where, but he saw that Lei Xiao Tianzun's eyes were behind him, staring indifferently.

Suddenly, my scalp was numb and I was shocked into a cold sweat.

The latter glanced at him deeply, and said indifferently: "From this to the north, thousands of miles away, where you broke into the place of the great battle yesterday, my people are waiting for you there, and after the meeting, you can leave on your own." ”

"If you don't have to, don't go to Thunder Emperor Peak in the future!"

The latter sentence was transmitted into the secret and sounded directly in the mind's mind.

With that, the divine thoughts dissipated, a pillar of thunder dimmed, the wind and clouds surged quietly, and the majestic and huge statue of the Heavenly Venerable, as usual, returned to silence again.

"Congratulations to Tianzun!"

There were living beings in all directions of the square, all of whom were in awe and worshipped.

Broken sorrow's eyes flashed, from Lei Xiao Tianzun's words, he had roughly guessed the identity of the other party, thinking of the figure that was also born with thunder eyes and holding a thunder axe, and then looked at the statue of Tianzun who stood mightily, and thought about it in his heart.

"Okay, you go back, from today onwards, you will shrink your sphere of influence, you will not go deep easily, get close to the sphere of influence of other sects, everything has been cultivated and strengthened, accumulated strength, and hidden. ”

"In this Thunder Emperor Peak, you are the last source of fire in my Lei Xiao Imperial Mansion, one day, the Lei Xiao Imperial Mansion will be rebuilt in Zhongtian, based on the current world, I will come back again to help Tianzun relieve misfortune and welcome you into the sect. ”

"Obey the order of the lord of the mansion!!"

The sentient beings bowed again, and the number of people left was less than half of the past, but in the face of the new lord of the mansion, no one was disrespectful, showing the slightest dissatisfaction and complaining, and they all shouted loudly.

Duan Chou nodded slightly, glanced at everyone, and didn't say anything, his body flickered, and the person had already unfolded the Tianlin sword step, and escaped into the void at a rapid speed, only in an instant, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Congratulations to the Lord of the Thunder Heaven!!"

After a moment of silence, the remaining heavenly soldiers and gods, old and weak women and children bowed down and shouted again.

And at this moment, the sorrow has been broken for hundreds of miles, tearing the space in a moment, appearing thousands of miles away.

"Hmm, how can there be so many breaths wandering around here!"

The sword light fell, and the sorrow stepped out of it, and the divine mind keenly sensed that there were monks hiding carefully around the exit of the entire 100,000 mountains in a radius of a hundred miles, constantly wandering around them, as if waiting to search for something.

At this moment, two real monks in the middle and late stages of the Returning Origin Realm approached silently and mysteriously, and launched a killing machine behind Xuan Sorrow, and the big hand with the spiritual power of the earth directly collapsed.

Another person's magic weapon was played, and a Xuanjin tripod was sacrificed to suppress the Quartet, and the two of them hid in this vicinity, and saw that one of them appeared, and the breath was not obvious, and the two looked at each other, and finally moved the heart of killing people and seizing treasures.

When the two approached, they already knew about it, but they didn't know each other's identity intentions, and they didn't pay much attention to it.

The cold light in his eyes splashed, and he slapped it with his big hand, the endless edge was contained, and the great power of gods and demons followed, and his whole person was full of energy, and a continuous sword roar and thunder sounded in his body.

"Bang ........."

The Great Ding shattered, Tianlin Sword stepped on the step, silently, and came to one of them in one step, and the big hand was overwhelmed, like a Thunder Heaven Sword Mountain pressed down, under the terrifying gaze of the late stage monk of the Returning Origin Realm, the space was torn apart, and it fell on top of his head in an instant.

"Bang ........."

Countless flesh and blood splashed, dignified and real, the cultivation in the later stage of the Returning Source Realm, was directly smashed by a palm, shattering the true gang, and bursting out, and in an instant, even the True Infant of the Returning Source could not escape.

In the mountains and forests of all directions, countless lights rose to the sky, and they were shocked by the spiritual power of this place, and they rushed to it quickly.

"Break the sorrow!, he is the sect master of the Xuantian Sect!!"

Another monk in the middle stage of the Returning Origin Realm, when he saw the true face of Broken Sorrow at this moment, finally recognized it, and his expression suddenly changed greatly, and he shouted in surprise, but his feet were not slow at all, and he retreated again and again.

The sound of exclamation with a strong spiritual power spread far away, and when the monks of the Quartet heard this, instead of being afraid, the light became more and more rapid, approaching the direction of sorrow.

Shen Nian sensed the convergence of dozens of real people who were not weak in cultivation, and his sword eyebrows were slightly furrowed, knowing that it was not good, he saw through the killing machine, judging from this reflection, it was obvious that these people were coming at him.

The people of Jade Void Vision, even if they are fast, it is impossible to get here in one day, knowing that he is in the Thunder Emperor Peak, and he can still send so many monk forces to set up ambushes and besiege them, there is only these 100,000 mountains, the real Dao Sect Wuyun Sect!

As soon as he thought of this, he broke his sorrow and stepped reflexively, and Tianlin's sword step reached the peak of the extreme, disappearing directly into the other party, and the range of physical eye perception was almost in one step, spanning ten miles.

That true person in the Returning Source Realm, before he even had time to react to the shock, the sorrow had already appeared, and on the way he went forward and escaped, he waited coldly for him to quickly indulge in the light and throw himself into the net.

"No!!"

"Boom ........."

The real person of the Wuyun Sect was terrified, and when he saw that Broken Sorrow was blocking the way, he was almost terrified on the spot, and just as he was about to turn around and run away again, it was visible to the naked eye that a fist of the ancient god was already blasting over as if it were slow and urgent.

His life was hanging by a thread, and when his life and death were in danger, he burst out with all the potential power in his body, all kinds of magic weapons, and all the spirit rune secret treasures at the bottom of the box, all of which were displayed at this moment.

(End of chapter)