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[What else?] What else did the old man not think of? 】

Suddenly, Qu Tongjiang's eyes lit up.

"Hurry up and add one, and ask for help from all the middle and above sects within five thousand miles nearby! Also, ask for help from all the monks at the peak of the Yuan Infant within 200,000 miles, whether they have a sect or a loose cultivator, whether they are a human race, a demon race or a ghost race, all ask for help! Tell them that after the Wuji Sect is saved, eighty percent of all the resources of the sect will be divided among them. ”

"However, inform us that the monks of the Wuji Sect outside, no matter what their cultivation is and what their power is, except for the Yuanying peak stage monks, none of them are allowed to come back! And the more scattered the better, and the farther you run, the better! For 20 years, he is not allowed to return to his hometown. Within a hundred years, they are not allowed to return to their ancestral places en masse! ”

"Also, after the classics of the sect are copied, the original version will be destroyed, and not a single word will be left. Inform all the remaining Jindan Yuan Infant Stage monks to follow me and deal with the enemy together! ”

The master of the palace guard immediately transmitted these messages to the Heavenly Mirror, and spread them all over the world.

"This is Aoki Mine? But their peak master, Mato Aoki, is still in my sleeve now. ”

Tang Zhu looked at the verdant mountains in front of him, green bamboos were one after another, and the breeze was coming slowly, so comfortable.

Of course, if you ignore the corpses all over the mountains, the mountains with rivers of blood, and the strong smell of blood.

"Master, I heard that the three great elders of the Wuji Sect are rushing back with all their might, and they have also borrowed three thousand demon soldiers from the demon clan, which is menacing."

Di Yuan was on crutches and killed a late-stage foundation monk near Tang Zhu on the spot.

The sleeve of his right leg was empty, and his entire right calf had been amputated. Di Yuan found a crappy doctor in a market not far from Wuji Sect, bandaged the wound, and removed the rotten and pus-draining right eye.

Now that his left arm has no palm and only three fingers left in his right hand, Di Yuan can only rely on his spiritual sense to fight remotely.

"Di Yuan, we admit our mistake."

"How about we uncover this matter? Although my Wuji Sect said that he killed your whole family, but this is also the first time you killed my son, so we don't owe each other, how about it? ”

To the north of Aoki Peak, dozens of high-ranking monks appeared. At a glance, except for Qu Tongjiang, who is in the late Yuan Infant period, the others are just the peak of Jindan.

"Admit mistakes? No, no, you guys are not wrong. It's my fault, if I have enough strength, how can I not protect my relatives? How could I not protect my eighty-nine-year-old grandfather and my seven-month-old little sister?! ”

"Wu Jizong, today is your death and my death, and there is no need to delay time, let alone quibble. Everyone understands people, so there must be no need to talk too much. ”

Di Yuan pulled his hoarse throat and said word by word.

Qu Tongjiang and the only two elders and the three Dharma Protectors glanced at each other and closed their eyes helplessly.

"Kill!"

Tang Zhu poured ninety percent of the spiritual power of his body into Di Yuan's body, making him temporarily possess the cultivation of the peak of the Yuan Infant. And he only kept one percent, just to protect himself in this world.

"Ahhh Even the right leg, which had just been amputated and roasted, was oozing blood again because of the excitement.

I don't know how long it took, maybe a quarter of an hour, maybe a hundred years, and there were only two living people left in front of Tang Zhu's eyes, Di Yuan and Qu Mingjiang.

Qu Mingjiang's appearance was even worse than Tang Zhu's, all his limbs were amputated except for his right hand, and all the fingers of his right hand were cut off by Di Yuan one by one, and even his ears and eyes were not spared.

Now, the once glorious Martial Pole Sect Grand Sect Master has become a one-man man.

"Stop!"

Tang Zhu followed the voice and looked over, and found that the Supreme Elder of the Wuji Sect, the two Yuan Infant Peaks, had already rushed over.

At this time, Di Yuan's spiritual power was already overloaded, but he could no longer give birth to even a little spiritual power.

His spiritual power has dried up, and his spiritual roots are shrinking.

"Huh!"

Tang Zhu sneered and grabbed Di Yuan: "Good apprentice, remember what the teacher told you." If you can break through the barrier of this realm on your own and come to me in the Zichen Immortal Domain, the name of Tang Zhu will be. ”

After speaking, Tang Zhu launched the formation that had already been arranged, and teleported Di Yuan to a place 70,000 miles away at the price of nine top-grade spirit stones and one immortal stone.

Then he looked coldly at the two foundation building peak monks in front of him.

"Huh? This light? It's not good, he's going to blow himself up! ”

One of the monks was so shocked that he didn't care about the sect master lying on the ground, and immediately made a gesture to leave.

It's a pity it's too late.

With the self-explosion of Tang Zhu's clone, everything within a radius of five hundred miles turned into powder, and even the entire Aoki Mountain Range was blown up into a big gap.

Maybe in tens of millions of years, people in the end of the Dharma era will think of it as a product of a meteorite impact.

However, before Tang Zhu blew himself up, he didn't see Qu Mingjiang lying on the ground, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Old fellow, you've been tricked!"