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On Ziqiong Mountain, it was a mess at this time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

There were corpses everywhere, blood everywhere, flames everywhere, smoke and dust everywhere, black smoke and dust intertwined with each other, as if several black dragons and yellow dragons were entangled with each other, rushing into the sky.

Hundreds of disciples from the Heavenly Crafts Mansion, Proud Sword Cave Heaven, and Star Island, under the leadership of a group of elders, slaughtered everywhere in the palace.

Mecha, sword light, stars.

It was a gift from the attacker.

And the defenders responded with nothing but blood and wailing.

The Sanmiao Palace is in decline, and all the disciples and seniors add up to only two or three hundred.

Although the qualifications of these disciples are superior to ordinary people, they are really placed in the world of monks, but almost they are just past the threshold.

The cultivation of these disciples is not profound at all, and the highest one has just entered the realm of the fifth order, and at this time, they are facing disciples with outstanding cultivation in various sects, so in addition to this person, there is still a little residual strength to resist, and it is almost a one-sided slaughter.

There are still a few elders in the Sanmiao Palace who have reached the sixth or seventh order in cultivation, but in order to protect the disciples of the sect in the bombardment of the broken army, more than half of them were sacrificed, and the remaining elders are also facing some of the elders who have been famous for a long time in the three factions, where is there still the power to resist?

What was left in the Sanmiao Palace were only disciples with low cultivation, and some who had luckily avoided the impact of the broken army, leaving only fearful and trembling powerless mortals.

Few people cared about the lives of those mortals, did not deliberately kill, and did not deliberately avoid them.

Maybe it was just a powerful sword qi slashing at the house, and the collapsed house smashed the mortals hiding in it to death, maybe it was just a random ball of real fire that spread and burned the mortals who accidentally didn't have time to flee to ashes, or maybe it was just a killing intent that traveled around, inadvertently passing through the mortal's body when searching for the enemy, causing the mortal to be torn to pieces by the killing intent......

A disciple of the Sanmiao Palace, who looked plain in his thirties, protected the weak junior disciple behind him, brandished the long sword in his hand, and frantically operated his own exercises, exerting his combat power above his true cultivation, and wanted to retreat down the mountain with difficulty.

He was one against two, although he was completely suppressed and had no power to fight back, he kept his two junior brothers, which made him very proud.

Seeing that he was about to reach the edge of the palace where there were almost no disciples of the three major sects, he only felt that a shadow was enveloping his head, getting bigger and bigger.

He looked up in a panic and saw a huge copper hammer falling from the sky. He only looked at it once, and then he felt that it was dark before him, and he lost consciousness forever......

A disciple of the Heavenly Gongfu who arrived took back the copper hammer he had refined.

He took the copper hammer in his hand, looked at the blood stains on the bottom of the hammer with some disgust, and carefully condensed a flame on his fingertips to evaporate the blood stains one by one.

He withdrew his gaze, looked at the underside of the clean hammer, and nodded in satisfaction.

He raised his head and looked into the distance, and suddenly saw a disciple of the Heavenly Crafts Mansion being killed by a disciple of the Sanmiao Palace, and it seemed that he couldn't last long. He grinned and threw the flame from his fingertips at the Sanmiao Palace disciple.

That Sanmiao Palace disciple was none other than Pu Licheng, the third disciple of the Xuanxin lineage.

Pu Licheng's hair was scattered, covered with blood, and his eyes were blood-red, like a mad demon.

He never imagined that those righteous paths in the world who came to visit would instantly transform into the most terrifying demons, killing anyone they could.

Several of his senior brothers had already died in front of him, and the third junior brother had directly detonated his cultivation and died with the enemy.

Pu Licheng fell into endless madness, and all he could think of was - kill! Killing one is enough, killing two is profitable!

Although he was a little crazy, Pu Licheng did not lose his vigilance, he felt a fiery true qi projecting towards him, he turned his head suddenly, saw the real fire, sneered, and with a split of the long sword in his hand, the flame was cut into dozens of scattered small flames, and after jumping slightly in the air for a moment, it was completely extinguished.

That day, the Gongfu disciple smiled, and the copper hammer in his hand was thrown again, and the copper hammer instantly became larger and larger, pressing towards Pu Licheng.

Pu Licheng didn't care about the copper hammer first, but turned around and slashed the golden shield of the Tiangongfu disciple holding the shield in front of him into pieces with a sword, and the disciple spit out a mouthful of blood, and before he could react, he was already killed by Pu Licheng with a sword.

But Pu Licheng also paid a painful price, his back was directly hit by the copper hammer, and he immediately felt that his body was light, and then all the organs in his body burst, and the blood vessels and tendons were also created by the agitation of true qi, and the cost was huge.

That day, when the disciples of Gongfu saw that their junior brother was killed in front of him, he was immediately angry, jumped several times in succession, and fell in front of Pu Licheng, who fell to the ground and vomited blood, and raised the copper hammer and smashed it.

"Senior brother!" a young disciple of the Sanmiao Palace roared angrily and rushed towards the copper hammer, using his body to help Pu Licheng block the sturdy hammer.

Pu Licheng looked up at the figure that blocked the smashed copper hammer, looked at the immature face, looked at the blood mist in the sky, and watched the thin figure turn into pieces of nothingness under the hammer.

Pu Licheng's forehead was bruised, his eyes were protruding, and a beastly roar came out of his throat, tearing his heart and lungs.

Of course, Pu Licheng remembered that young man, who was his little junior brother, and he was still humbly asking him for advice on Bagua Bu this morning.

At that time, when he was answered, his expression was so simple and happy......

was blocked by the little junior brother like this, Pu Licheng got a chance to escape, but he didn't escape.

He roared angrily and rushed forward, hugging the disciple of the Heavenly Crafting Mansion, no matter how the disciple of the Heavenly Crafting Mansion struggled, how he tore through the cracks in his body, he never let go - and then he was like his third junior brother, and all the true qi in his body was gathered towards the Qi Sea!

The surging true qi rushed into the sea of qi along the nearest meridians, completely ignoring the burden of the meridians brought by it, at that moment, the true qi of a person's body gathered here, constantly squeezing each other, squeezing the true qi to a terrifying concentration!

Even if the sea of qi was responsible for storing excess true qi and was the core of the turnover of true qi, it was simply unable to withstand such a terrifying amount of true qi, and under the squeeze of the continuous impact of true qi, the sea of qi finally expanded to the limit-

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the billowing smoke and dust rose up, and after the smoke and dust dissipated, there was only a large pit with a radius of more than ten zhang and a depth of several zhang left, which was smooth and smooth.

A disciple of Star Island, who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, held his sword, tremblingly looked at the enemy in front of him, who was also a girl, and said with a cry: "You go quickly, I don't want to kill anyone...... I don't know why I want to kill people......"

The disciple of Sanmiao Palace, who was also a girl, glanced at her gratefully, and saw that no one around was just about to flee, when suddenly a meteorite fell from the sky, directly piercing a huge hole in the girl's chest. The girl spat out a mouthful of blood and fell forward, her dark eyes widening, but there was no trace of life in them.

"You'd better not do it again. A young female disciple of Star Island, who looked more mature, walked up to the girl and said coldly, "Otherwise, no one will be able to protect you." ”

The girl folded her hands and covered her lips tightly, squatted down weakly, and let the tears wash over her cheeks, crying silently.

She didn't dare look at the corpse, it made her tremble and fear, she was afraid that she would recall the scene in her dreams and never find peace.

She didn't know why this was happening, she could only watch a young life fall in front of her.

"Don't be naïve. The young female disciple scolded in a low voice, and then killed on other battlefields, "This is the reality. ”

The girl still covered her mouth and crouched against the wall, retching and crying.

Ignorant and ignorant, she didn't even see a teenager holding a brick quietly approaching her behind, walking up to her and holding the brick high.

Her pupils constricted, but she turned around and slammed the boy to the ground.

"I'll kill you!" the boy roared and smashed a brick on the back of the girl's head, with only endless hatred and bloodshot in his eyes. He knew that he was about to be killed like his sister, so he screamed like crazy and kept lifting the brick and smashing it, not noticing that the brick in his hand had become shattered after a few hits.

When his arm was so sore that he could no longer lift it, he realized that he was not dead.

He looked blankly at the girl who threw himself down, only to find that the girl's head on his chest had been smashed by himself, and white brains were splashed everywhere, especially on his face, and there was a hot sticky feeling.

He felt very uncomfortable in his stomach, something was about to come up along his esophagus, he struggled, got out from under the girl's body, leaned against the wall, covered his mouth and stood up, only to find that the girl's back had a slanted depression, obviously hit by the true qi in the distance, and blood was still pouring out of the depression.

He looked at the sunken angle, only to see the departed young woman standing in the air in a daze, the galaxy around her was still running, but her hands were stiffly maintained in a position, her hands were clenched into fists, her nails were sunk into her palms, and blood was overflowing, and her teeth bit her lower lip to a sparse sparse bite, but there was not even a trace of trembling.

The young man seemed to understand something, he was a little depressed, he staggered to his feet, leaned against the wall and walked a few steps forward, and suddenly saw the senior brother with a cloak and a dark red blood stain.

"Senior brother......" he shouted weakly, and as soon as he spoke, the suppressed nausea could no longer be recovered, and he squatted down and began to vomit.

He vomited so badly that he vomited bile, but he still refused to stop, as if he had witnessed hell on earth.

He suddenly felt a heat in his throat, and a stream of heat no longer gushed out through his esophagus, but directly erupted from his throat.

He watched in a daze as the ground was instantly dyed blood-red by the jet of heat, and suddenly felt funny.

The boy was amused, but he only hissed "hehe", as if the sealed pipe was leaking.

He slowly raised his head, looked at the senior brother standing in front of him, and fell down with a smile.

The young man looked blankly at his junior brother falling in front of him, shook his sword, shook off the blood on the sword, and then looked at the wood-carved Star Island disciple in the air, and said flatteringly: "Fairy, fairy, I killed him, you see, I killed him, I beg you not to kill me...... I beg you not to kill me......"

The young man fell to his knees and began to cry, crying and begging bitterly: "I beg you, my mother is the only one in my family, and my mother is not in good health...... I can't die...... I beg you...... I'll be a cow and a horse for you......"

Before he could finish speaking, a sword aura pierced through the young man's chest and abdomen, and then crushed the young man into several sections, and blood and flesh flew all over the sky. Yun Pu coldly looked at the blood stains left by the young man and sneered.

Finally, the woman who had been petrified for a long time also fell to her knees, slammed her fists on the ground, and smashed the blood on the ground and the blood flowing from her palms in all directions, before she cried bitterly: "Sister...... Sister ......"

It's not hell, but it's more painful than hell.

Here, hell.

A word to readers:

This chapter is also a little difficult to write, why write such a cruel chapter...... Because Zushita is a stubborn person, for these young people, killing people is never easy, and it is a matter of course, and the same is true for Zushita.

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