Lu Jing held the Taiyin Battle Banner in his hand, his mind was connected to the Taiyin Battle Flag, and he immediately sensed that the power of the Taiyin Battle Banner was about three times stronger than before the Tribulation. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Moreover, the various types of negative aura that the Taiyin Battle Banner had devoured in the past had basically disappeared.

However, there was an extremely pure Yin and Cold power in the Taiyin Battle Banner.

Almost instantly, Lu Jing knew that this cold power was the power of Taiyin.

"All the mixed forces have been evaporated by the Thunder Tribulation, and only the purest power of Taiyin remains." Lu Jing sensed the pure power of Taiyin inside the Taiyin Battle Banner, and was very satisfied with the transformation of the Taiyin Battle Banner.

"Congratulations to Patriarch Lu for successfully surviving the thunder tribulation."

The surrounding Yin Demon Sect disciples and elders all congratulated Lu Jing one after another.

Lu Jing smiled slightly and nodded to all the Yin Demon Sect disciples and elders, and with a flicker of his figure, he returned to the mountain gate with the Taiyin Battle Flag.

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"Zizhumen, this is it."

Lie Wuya appeared in front of a spiritual mountain covered with purple bamboos with five Vientiane Realm elders, twenty Purple Mansion True Beings, and more than a hundred Inner and Outer Sect disciples.

As soon as he raised his hand, he made the people of the Yin Demon Sect behind him pause.

"In the past, I have always heard that the scenery of Zizhumen is the most beautiful of all the sects in Tiannan, and now I have witnessed this scene with my own eyes, and it really deserves its name."

"Unfortunately, this place quickly became a bloodstained land."

Lie Wuya looked at the bamboo forest filled with purple light in front of him with admiring eyes, and sighed with some pity.

"Hehe, Lieshouza, our Yin Demon Sect is lacking a piece of purple bamboo, if Lieshou likes it, it is completely possible to migrate this spiritual mountain and the purple bamboo in it back to our Yin Demon Sect together."

Elder Miao Shan touched the white beard on his chin and said with a smile.

"Elder Miao Shan's proposal is good, this piece of purple bamboo should indeed be relocated back to our Yin Demon Sect, it must be able to add some scenery to our Yin Demon Sect."

Lie Wuya smiled and nodded.

Immediately, he thought of the death of his master Jin Fanshi, and also a "credit" of these betrayers of Zizhumen, and two cold lights suddenly burst out of his eyes.

The next moment, Lie Wuya summoned the Gengjin Sword Fetus, raised his hand and slashed towards the mountain gate not far away, and in an instant, a huge sword qi with a width of hundreds of meters slashed towards the mountain gate not far away.

Thousands of purple bamboos swayed, and a trace of purple light burst out from each purple bamboo, and all the purple light gathered together, forming a thick layer of purple light barrier.

"Boom!"

The huge sword qi slashed at the purple light barrier, and in an instant, countless cracks appeared on the purple light barrier, and the entire spiritual mountain also shook.

"It seems that what should have come has come after all, and it's useless to dodge."

A bitter exclamation came from the depths of the purple bamboo forest, and then an old man with yellow hair, a wrinkled face, and a thin body like a bamboo pole walked out with three or four hundred monks dressed in purple.

And the faces of the three or four hundred purple-clothed friars showed a look of fear and despair on their faces.

"Old man withered bamboo?"

Lie Wuya clasped his hands to his chest and stared coldly at the old man opposite.

"It's old age." The old man of the withered bamboo looked at Lie Wuya pleadingly, and said, "Lie Shouza, I know that our Purple Bamboo Sect has made a mistake, and we should never be tempted by the six holy sects to betray the Yin Demon Sect. ”

"However, our Purple Bamboo Gate has been following the Yin Demon Sect for tens of thousands of years, can the Lieshou Seat read on the friendship of the past and bypass our Purple Bamboo Gate once?"

"Some mistakes can be forgiven, but some mistakes can never be forgiven." Lie Wuya ignored the pleas of the old man of the withered bamboo, and said, "You can make a move, as long as you can survive the three moves in my hands, I can be the master of leaving some seeds for your Zizhu Gate to continue to pass on." ”

When the old man heard this, his face turned pale, and his body was verbose.

However, he didn't say anything more, or he knew that it was useless to say anything at this time, he directly stepped out of the purple light barrier of the Zizhu Gate, bowed down and bowed to Lie Wuya and made a deep salute:

"I hope that the Lieshou Seat can keep his word, as long as the old decay can survive the three moves in the hands of the Lieshou Seat, let us leave some seeds in Zizhumen."

After speaking, the old man Zizhu directly burned the essence blood and soul in his body at the same time, and the whole person turned into a humanoid torch, and with a bang, the stormy waves of qi suddenly swept away from his body.

The old man Zizhu was originally only a fifth-layer grandmaster of Vientiane, but at this moment, after igniting his essence blood and soul without reservation, his strength reached the peak of the sixth-layer of Vientiane.

"Zizhu Wanlin Dafa!"

The old man of Zizhu roared angrily, and used the strongest magical power of Zizhu Gate, and in an instant, thousands of bamboo shadows appeared outside him, covering a radius of dozens of miles.

Tens of thousands of bamboo shadows were like steel whips, and they were drawn towards Lie Wuyan repeatedly, and the void was pulled out of pitch-black cracks.

However, just as the overlapping bamboo shadows were about to draw through Lie Wuya's body, two sharp and incomparable sword rays suddenly burst out from Lie Wuya's eyes.

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A white gold sword qi as thin as a hair but incomparably bright, like a streamer, like lightning, passed through the overlapping bamboo shadows in an instant.

The overlapping bamboo shadows were all silently broken into two.

At the same time, a red dot suddenly appeared on the center of the old man's eyebrows, and a drop of blood slowly seeped out.

"So fast, so sharp sword ......"

The old man of withered bamboo turned his head with difficulty, looking at the fierce boundless that slowly emerged from behind him, and the next moment, the whole person lost any vitality and fell downward.

"Door Master!"

When the two or three hundred Zizhumen monks saw the dead bamboo old man's body falling from the sky, they all shouted in panic.

"Kill! Not a single one to stay! ”

Lie Wuya glanced at the corpse of the old man with withered bamboo lightly, and then swung his sword in the direction of Zizhu Gate.

"Kill!"

As soon as the monks of the Yin Demon Sect heard Lie Wuyan's order, they immediately rushed towards the mountain gate of the Zizhu Gate like a wolf and a tiger.

Although the mountain gate of the Purple Bamboo Gate was guarded by a formation, that formation could only resist the ordinary sixth-layer peak powerhouse of Vientiane at most.

With the help of Lie Wuya, a powerhouse whose strength was already comparable to that of a half-step primordial god, the people of the Yin Demon Sect quickly tore apart the formation, rushed into the Spirit Mountain, and opened a killing spree on the monks of the Zizhu Sect.

Soon after, the boiling blood gathered into a stream and flowed down from the top of the Ling Mountain, and the entire purple bamboo forest was dyed blood-red, and none of the monks of the Zizhu Gate survived.

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Bitao Gate!

This medium-sized sect, which was also famous in Tiannan Middle School in the past, turned into a ruin at this moment, and in the ruins, there were corpses all over the ground.

"Why bother? In that battle, even if you didn't help our Yin Demon Sect to resist the great enemy in the end, as long as you didn't make a move on our Yin Demon Sect, thinking about the friendship for many years, our Yin Demon Sect would only punish you a little at most, why would you be wiped out today? ”

The White Bone Cave was the first to seal the river, looking at the corpses all over the ground and sighing.

"Move the mountain gate of Bitao Gate back to the sect, and let's go."

After giving an order to the many Yin Demon Sect monks behind him, Feng He waved his sleeves and stepped on a skull the size of a mountain and left.

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Magic Knife Gate!

Heavy Xuanmen!

Pine Crane Pie!

Feiyun Pie!

Blackwater Pie!

……

In addition to the Zizhu Gate and the Bitao Gate, on the same day, more than a dozen sects were exterminated by the Yin Demon Sect by thunder.

For a time, the entire Tiannan was filled with a layer of oppressive atmosphere.

Everyone knew that the Great Reckoning of the Yin Demon Sect had begun, and the dozen or so sects that had been destroyed before were not over, but had just begun.