Chapter Seventy-Seven: Kill!
"Crazy!"
"This willow tree is crazy!"
The Holy Son of the True Dragon Hall clenched his fists and communicated with a few people beside him: "Didn't he think about the consequences? With more than 15,000 monks in this hall, how many Immortal Dao Sects and how many family inheritances are standing behind them?
It is impossible to bury so many monks from the world, and it is only necessary to deduce the consumption of Shouyuan by the great supernatural powers, and you will see some killing pictures to some extent. ”
"That's why he asked us to do it!" The Holy Maiden of the Hundred Flowers Palace snorted, and said without anger: "He knows that there is an extraordinary Dao system standing behind us, and there is a vast amount of luck on our bodies, and with this layer of protection, even if it is a great cause and effect, it is also blessed to us." ”
"Despicable!" the Holy Son of the True Dragon Hall was furious.
“...... Let's not talk about cause and effect. Dongfang Bai, who was dressed in white, was as rich as jade, and was like a fairy who came out of the dust, and said with a heavy face: "Although several of us are the kings of the Dao realm, Tianjiao, we also have the Great Dao magic weapon in our hands.
But even if we have exhausted our vitality, it will be difficult to kill the more than 15,000 monks present, among these people, there are more than 1,000 or so Dao Realm cultivators of the same level as us, and there may be some people who hold Dao magic weapons of the same level as us. ”
The Nine Shadows Holy Son nodded and said, "If you don't do it, that's a dead end." The murderous aura of this willow tree is too heavy, and the Holy Son of Da Luo will kill it when he says it, and in its eyes, there is no difference between him and the Holy Son of Da Luo. ”
The atmosphere was silent for a while.
The fall of the Holy Son of Da Luo still dealt a blow to several people.
"Lord Willow. ”
The Holy Maiden Lotus of the Hundred Flowers Palace took a step forward and said, "If you want us to kill all the monks present, you can also do it yourself." These Xuanhuang motherly qi outside your body can crush a mountain with a wisp, and it is easy and effortless to kill all the monks in the temple. ”
Liu Ziyu sneered: "Are you questioning my orders?"
"Nope. The Holy Maiden of the Hundred Flowers Palace shook her head and explained: "It's just that there are many monks in this hall, and the five of us are combined, and they can't be killed, and they can't be killed, so it's better for Lord Dryad to do it." ”
"Don't do this with me. Liu Ziyu was unmoved, and reprimanded: "Follow my will, and it has nothing to do with whether you can complete this thing." ”
The girl frowned.
This dryad is determined to kill them.
"Then let's do it!"
A pair of eyes as deep as an abyss, the Nine Shadows Saint Son, who was beating with the symbol of the Spirit, was full of murderous intentions, and said with a hideous face: "The more than 15,000 monks present, from the Jindan Realm to the Dao Realm, the Jindan Realm, the Yuanying Realm, and the Cave Heaven Realm, can be ignored, they are all just shrimp soldiers and crab generals, we only need to strike a little bit, we can destroy them."
The real trouble was still the more than 1,000 cultivators at the level of the Dao Realm. ”
"That's it!!!!!
Liu Ziyu's oppression made him hold back the fire in his belly, and now he is about to vent it all.
......
"That's not right. ”
"This Holy Maiden of the Hundred Flowers Palace, the Holy Son of the True Dragon Palace, and the Young Master of the Sword Palace, they seem to be having some kind of communication with that willow tree. ”
"Also, this True Dragon Hall Holy Son is full of murderous intent, and the Nine Shadows Holy Son is also cold-eyed, how can I have a bad premonition?"
The monks outside the altar were faintly in a commotion.
Brush!
It's too late, it's too soon.
The five figures on the altar landed strongly in front of the crowd.
The Holy Son of the True Dragon Hall took the lead, and thousands of dragons flew outside him, the golden light under his feet was blazing, and when he stepped out, the avenue appeared, and the sky and the earth cracked.
The scale of that kind of meteorology is many times more fierce and terrifying than that of an ordinary Dao Realm monk!
Boom Boom!
The sky-swallowing storm swept out, and the phantom of the real dragon soaring and dancing in it was dense and shining like the sky!
Such an offensive fell into the crowd, and in an instant it set off the sound of each other's undulating wails and screams.
Under this blow of the Holy Son of the True Dragon Palace, hundreds of people were killed, to say the least.
There were even a few monks at the level of the Dao Realm, who were caught off guard and turned into ashes.
Zheng!
The sound of the sword roared, and the anger rushed to the sky!
The young master of the Sword Hall made a move.
He was dressed in white and snowy, and his hair was crystal clear and stood upside down, like a divine heavenly sword that was indestructible and indestructible!
With the recovery of the young master of the Sword Palace's cultivation, the vision heaven and earth that continued behind him erupted nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine Heavenly Sword Divine Lights.
Poof!
Poof!
Under this round of attacks, I don't know how many monks died.
"Did they be bewitched by that willow tree, so they went on such a killing spree?"
With the killing act of the Holy Son of the True Dragon Hall and the Young Master of the Sword Palace, the remaining more than 10,000 monks also came back to their senses and shouted.
Those monks of the Jindan Realm and the Yuanying Realm sequence, looking at the whole audience, belonged to the weakest level of monks, and at this time, nine times out of ten, fled in the direction outside the Imperial Palace.
Liu Ziyu transmitted: "Let them escape." No one can leave this Imperial Palace without my permission. ”
The Holy Maiden of the Hundred Flowers Palace nodded slightly: "This is the best." ”
If those Jindan Realm and Yuanying Realm level monks were to unite and compete with the more than 1,000 great cultivators who had entered the Dao Realm present, this would also cause some burden.
"True Dragon Hall Holy Son, Young Master of Sword Palace!"
"You two are crazy!"
Someone shouted.
This person has a dignified appearance, handsome appearance, as if he is a disciple of the inheritance of the ancient great sect, but his cultivation is still shallow, and he is one level worse than the king Tianjiao like the Holy Son of the True Dragon Hall and the Young Master of the Sword Palace.
"Crazy? Hahaha! Ben Holy Son is crazy!"
The Holy Son of the True Dragon Temple, who let go of his killing intent, roared like a humanoid beast and reprimanded: "If it were you, I am afraid that it would be even more crazy than this Holy Son!"
The young master of the Sword Hall bathed in the vision world behind him, and he dragged the sword path divine light to the sky with his hands.
He said, "It is useless to say more. ”
The Sword Hall inherits the way of the sword and was created by the ancient Sword Venerable.
The vision of the sword path of the young master of the sword hall, the slaughter and the training, the invincible eyes, under the light, the figures in the hall trembled.
“...... Are you really confused by that willow tree?"
The old man who spoke was about a few hundred years old, standing at the peak of the Dao Realm.
His cultivation is the strongest in the audience.
"This old thing is handed over to this Holy Son to suppress!"
The Holy Son of the True Dragon Hall pounced.
"The incident happened suddenly, but you fellow Daoists still joined forces with me and suppressed a few of them first!"
The old man greeted the Holy Son of the True Dragon Temple.
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