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Everyone thought in silence, but their minds were still observing what was happening in the distance.

The Eighth Elder walked out of the ruins, and when he saw the appearance of the Sixth Elder and Wu Liang, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he couldn't hide the coldness on his face.

He looked up at the man in the void and reprimanded coldly: "Jin Wuyuan, are you really no one in my Scattered Cultivation Alliance?" ”

Jin Wuyuan chuckled, feeling that the anger in his heart was soothed a little, and only then did he have the leisure to talk nonsense with him.

Looking at the Eighth Elder, his blood-stained sword pointed directly at the heart of the Eighth Elder, and his voice had the bookish flavor of a literati and inkman, and said, "Then you are ruthless, are you preparing to be no one in my Kendo Sect?" ”

"Your granddaughter destroyed the three palaces of my Scattered Cultivation Alliance and killed one of my palace masters!" The Eighth Elder said with a gloomy face.

A trace of rich blood flashed in Jin Wuyuan's eyes, and he said unceremoniously: "So what? They were the ones who provoked first, and they deserved to die. Even if my granddaughter destroys your Scattered Cultivation Alliance, you have to be honest with me. Whoever upsets my granddaughter, I will make his whole clan unhappy. ”

"Jin has no chance!" The Eighth Elder roared angrily: "You are still unreasonable, do you want to be shameless? ”

"If you don't talk about it, you don't want it." Jin Wuyuan said categorically: "When you make a move against the juniors, you no longer have any position to talk to this sect!" ”

The cold Shura sword aura in his eyes swayed, and the strong smell of blood on his body silenced the monks within a hundred miles.

A monk frowned unaccustomed to it, and shouted in a low voice: "Jin Wuyuan is really shameless, only his granddaughter is allowed to kill, and others are not allowed to kill his granddaughter......"

Before the words fell, the monks who were cultivating during the out-of-body period directly turned into a pool of dirty blood, which made the faces of the monks around them change greatly.

With such murderous intent and might, they still don't step forward to brush their beards first. Jin Wuyuan is not easy to mess with at all, if he is not careful, he will die, and the lesson from the past is still a puddle of dirty blood.

In this moment, the powerful pressure around them made people's chests tight, and all the monks retreated ten miles without a trace, and then they got better.

They watched in amazement as the thick blood-red clouds gathered from all directions, pressing down on their heads, and they only felt ridiculous.

Thunder Tribulation, it's actually Thunder Tribulation!

Jin Wuyuan really didn't want to die, and actually held a thunder tribulation on the territory of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

This is a deliberate attempt to destroy the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

Wait, Thunder Tribulation?!

The monks who came to their senses turned and fled into the distance, only hating their father and mother for missing a pair of legs.

If this is demarcated within the scope of Jin Wuyuan by the Thunder Tribulation and becomes a resistance force, they will definitely be wiped out.

Jin has no chance of this madman!!

Scattered Cultivation Alliance Haotian Palace, Rong Shu hurriedly packed all the disciples into the huge flying machine, hurriedly came to the Jialan Palace, and then contained the disciples from the fifth to the ninth palace, and before he could reach the Futu Palace, a thunderclap exploded in his ears.

The Great Elder's hurried voice came: "Rong Shu, the old man of the Thunder Tribulation above your head is blocking for you, you go and save the people of the Futu Palace." ”

Rong Shu responded with a stern expression, and in a gloomy darkness, he rescued the panicked disciples of the Futu Palace.

Click!

A bolt of lightning lit up the surroundings, and as soon as Rong Shu turned around, he saw a shadow in front of him, and as the light of the lightning flashed, he clearly saw that the man was standing with a sword, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was bloody and cold.

"Jin, none, fate!" Rong Shu gritted his teeth and shouted.

Jin Wuyuan's gaze fell on the flying machine in his hand, and said with interest: "Your speed of saving people is not slow, why don't we try it, is it your speed of saving people or the speed of my killing?" ”

"Jin Wuyuan, don't do too much, if you don't give us a way to live in the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, don't blame us for breaking the net!" The Third Elder roared angrily.

In order to prevent the Thunder Tribulation from completely destroying the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, they completely ignored the turbulent cage in the mountain range, and hurriedly came to block the Thunder Tribulation with magic weapons.

Unexpectedly, Jin Wuyuan used their strength to cross the catastrophe, and he also took the time to destroy their foundation, which must not be forgiven.

Jin Wuyuan didn't pay any attention to their meaning at all, raised his hand and cut off Rong Shu's arm holding the flying machine with a single sword, and he also turned a blind eye when he saw the flying machine fall to the ground.

"Rong Shu, four years ago, you and the Buddha Sect Xugu came to my Sword Dao Sect to show off their might, forcing me to destroy my granddaughter's sword bones with my own hands, do you know how much I want to kill you?"

Jin Wuyuan's voice was still faintly bookish, but at this moment, it was stained with blood-splashed ink: "That's my granddaughter who hurts to the tip of my heart, I can't wait to give her the best things in the world, but you forced me to destroy her with my own hands, do you know that she was still pregnant with a child at that time?" ”

Jin Wuyuan's eyes were red, no one knew how happy he was when he noticed the faint breath of life in his granddaughter's stomach the night before, he obviously let Ru obediently stay at the first brake peak, but in the blink of an eye, everything changed.

The breath of life that was weak and surprising was gone, and how much pain he had endured, he would have to ask for it from the people who had come to the Kendo Sect back then!

Why is it his family who suffers, his son and daughter-in-law, his granddaughter and great-grandson......

He has endured too many partings, all from this cultivation realm, from a group of monks who are insatiable and have repeatedly forced them!

Jin Wuyuan's crazy killing intent and bloodshed flashed in his eyes, and he slashed the flying machine to pieces with a single sword, and the monk with weak cultivation inside didn't have time to scream before he could smash it.

Those who survived were also full of despair when they saw the thunder and lightning in the sky.

"Jin Wuyuan, you madman, madman!" Seeing that all the disciples were wiped out in the blink of an eye, the five elders scolded furiously, didn't even care about the magic weapon, and pounced directly towards Jin Wuyuan.

"Don't, Old Five!" Several elders shouted.

Old Five, come back quickly, there are no lives in the range of the thunder tribulation, come back quickly......

The Ninth Elder closed his eyes and said in a fierce voice: "A few old fellows, the reconstruction of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance in the future depends on you, I and Lao Wu can't kill that madman Jin Wuyuan, but the Thunder Tribulation can." We would rather die, but also double the power of the Thunder Tribulation, so that Jin has no chance to die and have no place to be buried! ”

After that, under the sad gaze of everyone, he followed the footsteps of the five elders and stepped into the range of the Thunder Tribulation.

Thundered!

The thunderstorm suddenly stopped, but no one thought that the tribulation had been successful.

Looking at the increasingly thick clouds, the slightest electric current flashed in it, and occasionally a few muffled thunders made people's hearts beat, and within a radius of thousands of miles, there was a dead silence.

Everyone only dared to watch from afar, and they didn't even dare to use their divine sense, for fear that the Thunder Tribulation would liquidate themselves into it.

They looked at Lei Yun with extremely solemn faces, and scolded Jin Wuyuan in their hearts for being a madman.

If he dies this time, it's fine, if he lives - no one will dare to provoke him in the future, this is simply a murder weapon.

By the way, plus a dance like this, they definitely have to hide and go, and if they provoke Wu Ru, they will provoke Jin Wuyuan, and the grandparents and grandchildren are both crazy people who can't be provoked.

Click!

The lightning suddenly pierced the void, and a thunderclap kicked off the thunderstorm. (To be continued.) )