Luo Xuanju also fell into a shock that is indescribable in words, although he had guessed that Zhou Liang's strength had risen sharply, but he never expected that he would be so strong that it was simply the Demon God who came into the world. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Behind him, Jiang Changyi, Lu Yongchun, Zhuo Ziyan and other Xinyun Sect disciples who came out of the blood prison also grew up one by one and didn't know what to say.

Zhou Liang's strength is far beyond their most optimistic estimates.

Some people who were still a little pessimistic and apprehensive at this time were so excited that they almost wanted to roar.

At this moment, they were extremely excited, and they could even be completely sure that the tribulation of the Heart Cloud Sect was going to end, it was really going to end, and with a master like Zhou Liang, all enemies would pay the price of blood!

"Kill, kill all the enemies, not a single one is left!"

"Go and rescue your brother in the mine!"

The crowd roared excitedly, like an unstoppable torrent, and rushed towards the cliffs in the crypt in front of them.

All those who tried to stop it were torn to pieces at the first time, and the angry and frantic crowd was like a flood.

Jiang Changyi, Yan Guiyi and the others all recovered their strength, and they were unstoppable, and they came to the edge of the cliff for the first time.

On the edge of the cliff of the crypt, there are countless cables with a diameter of half a meter, which have been hanging down to the depths of the bottomless cave mine, and huge winches pull the cables through the rotation of steel arms and grease-soaked pulleys, and continuously transport the underground amethyst ore up.

In addition, there are dozens of exquisite close-range teleportation pattern formations, which are used to transmit some top-grade spirit stones.

The winch was driven by the disciples of the Xinyun Sect who all wore special Dao pattern shackles, about four or five hundred people, driven by the overseers, like cattle and horses, working day and night, all without covering their bodies, and their bodies were full of whip marks.

Ding Ding Ding!

Jiang Changyi and the others carried their swords like flying, cutting off the shackles on their hands and feet.

"Brothers, the time for revenge has come, pick up the sword in your hand and fight!" Jiang Chang raised his arms and shouted, his body jumped, and he jumped down the cliff of the crypt first, to save the others in the mine below.

And Yan Guiyi stayed, took another part of the people, and continued to rescue these people, and at the same time unlocked the Taoist true qi seal in their bodies.

Suddenly, the entire edge of the crypt cliff was boiling.

The disciples of the Xinyun Sect, who had finally regained their freedom and strength, suddenly understood what had happened after the initial sluggishness, and they picked up magic weapons one by one, and under the command of Luo Xuanju and other masters, they began to join the battle in an orderly manner to rescue others.

This process was like a snowball, more and more disciples of the Heart Cloud Sect regained their strength and faced the enemies who rushed to meet the news, and there were roars and fights everywhere!

Too much anger and hatred has accumulated, and at this moment begins, to vent like crazy.

At this time, most of the people stationed on the mountain gate of the Xinyun Sect were cultivators who participated in the siege of the Xinyun Sect at that time, about thousands of people, who were powerful and vicious on weekdays, and did not treat the disciples of the Xinyun Sect as human beings, tried their best to torture and destroy, and even took pleasure in it, at this time, in the face of the angry disciples of the Xinyun Sect, they were almost torn to pieces!

It's like a spark spilled in a pan of oil, and it has a tendency to become a prairie fire in an instant.

Thanks to the painstaking management of Qiu Chuji, Zhang Sanfeng and others when they were alive, the overall strength of the disciples of the Xinyun Sect was very strong, and those who survived this catastrophe were all extremely elite and loyal cultivators, once they regained their strength, they turned into fierce tigers, and the stragglers left behind by the other major sects were not their opponents at all, and they were quickly defeated......

The format has shifted in an extremely favorable direction!

"Monkey!"

With a flash of white streamers, the little silver monkey flew up from below the cliff of the crypt.

The spirit monkey instantly came to Zhou Liang's shoulder and said lazily: "Hey, the garrisons below who are stronger than the Innate Dao Spirit Realm have all been eaten by the monkeys...... You really can't let me do this kind of thing anymore in the future, the human flesh is so unpalatable that the monkeys who eat it want to vomit......"

"Cannibalism, idiot, did I let you eat people? It's because you're tired of eating your own magic herbs, and you want to change your taste!" Zhou Liang bounced a chestnut with a black face.

The little silver monkey was released by Zhou Liang in advance, and the enemy master in the crypt and mine may as well be aware of the situation, and first find out the shape.

This spirit monkey didn't know how many divine herbs it devoured in the "Ten Thousand Souls Battlefield", Zhou Liang got the opportunity, it didn't fall either, and it had already ignited its own immortal fire, becoming more sloppy and hateful, and faster, elusive, if it really worked hard, even the peak Dao Emperor couldn't help it.

This time he sneaked into the crypt, and he was actually very ferocious, and all the masters of the various sects below who were stationed in the supervision were bitten to death.

This is also a great achievement.

According to what the little silver monkey said, the master of the "Tongtian Sword Sect" was obviously not stationed in the mine.

That's easy to do.

Looking back, the entire Daniu Village under the mountain was basically under control, and a large number of materials and spirit stone mines were all under the control of the disciples of the Xinyun Sect.

That's when it happened

"Who are making trouble? You lowly ants, don't you want to live?"

A thunderous voice, far away from the higher staircase area, majestic, mixed with the vast Taoist true qi like the ocean, instantly came to the cliff of Da Niu Village at the foot of the mountain, the figure was like a round of dazzling Haori, condescending, releasing an incomparable strong aura, looking down on everyone.

This is an extremely powerful existence.

In his rage, he has a destructible aura like a demon god.

This is one of the four "Tongtian Sword Sect" sword cultivators who came to the Great Yan Xiuzhen Kingdom with Wu Xuandu.

He rushed to the first time, and after taking a look, he understood what had happened, and laughed angrily: "What a group of ants who don't know whether they are alive or dead! It is already a great gift to let you survive for a long time, and now you dare to make trouble, everyone immediately throws the magic weapon to me, and the leader obediently stands up and leads the death, otherwise, all of you will die!"

The cheers of Daniu Village at the foot of the mountain gradually stopped.

Everyone felt the strength of this sword's cultivation.

This is a Dao Emperor pinnacle-level existence, the strength is far from the collection of all of them, if you can't defeat this person, then everything before will be in vain, not only will a large number of people die, but the rest of the people will be more difficult to survive, and they will still become slaves!

But no one was afraid.

Everyone held the magic weapon tightly and looked up at this sword cultivator.

This time, even if it is death, it will never bow to him again.

"Hehe, it seems that you have made a choice, a group of lowly ants, do you really think that your humble power can resist my will?" In the sky, the sword cultivator smiled fiercely, "Since this is the case, then you all go to die!"

He waved.

Countless sword lights burst out, bursting towards the people on the ground.

Any sword light is as bright as a meteor, which is equivalent to a Dao Emperor-level master's full blow, which is not at all something that everyone in the Heart Cloud Sect can resist.

But

There is Zhou Liang.

Zhou Liang just spread his palm, and an invisible force poured out.

In the next moment, the unthinkable happened

Like a magnet attracting broken iron filings, it instantly attracted the thousands of sword lights, instantly condensed and compressed them in Zhou Liang's palm, becoming a hot and dazzling silver light cluster, which instantly melted and disappeared like ice and snow!

In the sky.

Only then did Jian Xiu notice Zhou Liang's existence.

This method of decomposing and naturalizing sword qi made him extremely shocked in his heart, and he said in disbelief: "You...... Who are you?"

"Heart Cloud Sect, Zhou Liang. ”

Before Zhou Liang's words fell, the figure flashed, and he came to the sky in an instant.

Syllable!

A slap in the face.

The pure physical power of the Dao Sect realm exploded.

That sword cultivator felt the danger coming, his face changed greatly, in a panic, the Taoist true qi surged all over his body, a flying sword was blocked in front of him, and he retreated for the first time, but everything was in vain, this was not the power he could resist at all, only to hear a sudden bang, the Taoist true qi collapsed, and the flying sword burst out.

His whole being turned into a splatter of blood mist.

It's like a watermelon that has been shattered by a hammer, fragile and falling in an instant.

A silver spirit flew out of the shattered corpse, screaming in terror and fleeing.

Zhou Liang had no intention of making a move.

Because the little silver monkey had already turned into a streamer with drool, he caught up with this divine soul in an instant, swallowed it with one mouth, and then smacked his lips as if he had tasted a peerless delicacy.

Below.

Everyone in the Heart Cloud Sect was taken aback.

Although they believed in Zhou Liang and knew that Zhou Liang could defeat the opponent, they didn't expect that it was actually such a way to destroy the withering and decaying, this was not a heavyweight duel at all, just like strangling an ant, with a wave of his hand, killing the master of the peak realm of the Dao Emperor.

Zhou Liang's strength has reached a level that they can't even imagine.

"Zhou Liang of the Heart Cloud Sect is here, Wu Xuandu, get out and die!"

Zhou Liang shouted at the core area in the distance.

With the naked eye, waves of sound can be seen, like a frenzy, stirring the air, starting from in front of Zhou Liang and spreading out into the distance.

The sound like Huang Zhong Da Lu, with this sound wave spread, resounding between heaven and earth, within a radius of hundreds of miles, everyone is not, it should be all living beings, they all hear it really, this voice seems to announce the rise of a certain force, announcing the birth of a certain legend, containing supreme majesty and power, making all living beings tremble.

The next moment.

Dozens of streamers burst out with a powerful aura and flew from a distance.

When they got closer, they condensed the void and revealed their figures, all of whom were masters of the "Tongtian Sword Sect".

For the sake of an old man with a hooked nose with a gloomy face, dressed in a white cultivator's robe, the material is extraordinary, embroidered with golden veins, but it is an extremely delicate defensive treasure, and layers of pale silver are shrouded in the whole body, which is indescribable.

Beside the old man, it was Wu Xuandu who was also wearing a white robe.

After that, there are some other sword cultivation masters of the "Tongtian Sword Sect".

The old man with a gloomy face, with a pair of slightly squinted eyes, stared fixedly at Zhou Liang's body, and sighed faintly for a long time, and said: "Hey, I really didn't expect that such a small mole ant sect would have such a master, yes, yes, even in my "Tongtian Sword Sect", it can be regarded as a little genius." Little one, you're the one who takes the lead!"

Zhou Liang ignored him.

His gaze swept over the men, and he stretched out his hand to count them.

"One, two...... Four...... Eleven, there are eleven in total, I don't know if the "Tongtian Sword Sect" will feel distressed if I kill you? But it doesn't matter, counting the people of the "Tongtian Sword Sect" who are called Wang Shuo and who died in my hands, there are already twenty or thirty people, kill them one by one, collect some interest first, and one day, I can kill all the people of the "Tongtian Sword Sect". ”

Zhou Liang grinned, his snow-white teeth flashing with cold light.

"What are you talking about?" The old man stared: "You said you killed Wang Shuo's nephew? You returned from the "Ten Thousand Souls Battlefield"? Haha, this is impossible, Wang Shuo is the first day talent of the young generation of my "Tongtian Sword Sect", and his strength is not bad, how can you ...... Hehe, little guy, do you want to cheat the old man? Haha, you're still too tender!"

"Oh, it turns out that that waste is actually the first day of the 'Tongtian Sword Sect'? It seems that your 'Tongtian Sword Sect' is really pitiful!" Zhou Liang stretched out his palm, a broken sword appeared in his hand, threw it casually, and sneered: "That so-called first-day genius was blasted by me with a punch, it was really weak!"

A sword cultivator reached out to take the broken sword, examined it carefully, his face changed, and handed it to the old man.

The old man looked at it a few times, his face also changed drastically, and he exclaimed, "This is ...... It's really Wang Shuo's nephew's portable sword...... Do you ...... Did you really kill him?"

This is definitely a bolt from the blue for the people of the "Tongtian Sword Sect".

Losing the leader of the future sect is tantamount to stifling the potential of the sect, and if you want to cultivate such a character again, you don't know how much energy and resources you have to consume.

"It's not just Wang Shuo. Zhou Liang said quietly: "Calculate carefully, the disciples of the 'Tongtian Sword Sect' who entered the 'Ten Thousand Souls Battlefield', except for a guy named Yelu Chucai, everyone else should have been killed by me!"

The old man and the others were a little blind.

Looking at what Zhou Liang said, it doesn't look like a fake, if this is true, then the "Tongtian Sword Sect" is equivalent to a fault.

"Little Zazai, what are you talking about, Senior Brother Wang Shuo is so talented and profound, how can he be defeated in your hands...... a sword cultivator couldn't help but shout angrily.

A smile appeared at the corner of Zhou Liang's mouth, and he suddenly pointed out.

Shout!

A silver light burst from between his fingers.

Lightning-fast.

The sword cultivator only had time to dodge sideways in a hurry, but he couldn't completely dodge, and was shot by the silver light on his shoulder, and blood suddenly appeared on his shoulder, cracking a gap.

"Shameless, you actually sneak attack......" The sword cultivator was shocked and angry, and immediately realized something, and laughed.