Su Yang's voice was like a thunderclap in the silent night sky, and when that momentum had already made the position of nearly two thousand disciples of the Nine Mist Sect tremble.

"Hahaha, Su Yang, you underestimate my Nine Mist Sect too much, even if we are exterminated, we will not surrender to anyone's feet."

In the city, all the disciples didn't even dare to gasp, only the Venerable Fog Yun, his face pressed against the cold city wall, the laughter, hysteria.

"Really?"

Su Yang sneered: "You are not like Maoyue Zhenren, you don't cooperate at all, then okay, I'll let you see where the qi of the Nine Mist Sect is." ”

As he spoke, he turned to look at Qingshanzi and the others: "Kill me, kill until someone surrenders!" ”

"Obey the Ancestor's orders!"

Qingshanzi nodded, didn't dare to salute anymore, just turned around, and rushed to kill again with Lu Yi and the others.

"Ah, as a member of the Nine Mist Sect, I swear to live and die with the sect master!"

An old man screamed, his chest pierced, and his body exploded, turning into a pile of flesh.

"Look, keep your dog's eyes open and see, this is the integrity of my Nine Mist Sect."

The old man's unyielding death made Master Wuyun laugh hoarsely.

"Hahaha, boy, you're going to kill me, there's no door."

Half a minute later, a middle-aged man laughed wildly, and before Lu Yi could make a move, he had already blown himself up, fortunately Lu Yi escaped quickly, otherwise even he would have been taken away.

"How? Well? Want my Nine Mists Sect to surrender? ”

Master Wu Yun questioned one after another, saliva and blood spurting out together.

"As a human being, no one has died, and the old body is standing and dying today, which can be regarded as worthy of the ancestors and ancestors."

An old woman gave up resistance, and under the fist of a young man from the Eleventh Department, there were no bones left.

"Okay, good, good, this is the Nine Mist Sect, I, Master Wuyun, even if I die today, even if I bring the Nine Mist Sect to the endless abyss, I have no regrets."

Facing the calm death of a strong man from the Nine Mist Sect, Master Wuyun only felt that this life was worth it.

As for Su Yang, he didn't answer Master Wuyun from beginning to end, and just pressed her against the city wall, his expression indifferent, as if anything that happened at the moment had nothing to do with him.

"Ah, don't, don't kill me, I'm a real person in the quicksand, willing, willing to surrender!"

It's just that after the death of two more Yuanying powerhouses, when Qingshanzi slashed at an old man with a sword, the old man knelt down in vain.

At this moment, Wuyun Zhenren was stunned, Qingshanzi was stunned, the remaining ten Yuanying powerhouses of the Nine Mist Sect were stunned, and all the disciples were also stunned.

Only Su Yang smacked his lips and smiled: "Master Wuyun, I have seen the integrity of your Nine Mist Sect." ”

"Ahh......h

After a few seconds, the Master of the Mist, who could not believe this fact, struggled desperately, like a wild ghost from hell, his hair scattered and screaming.

"Quicksand, you're not from my Nine Mist Sect, you're just a coward, a trash, a mongrel, ahhhhh......h

Facing the shrew scolding the Venerable Master of Wuyun on the street, the quicksand real person lowered his head and bowed down again: "I just broke through the Yuanying not long ago, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want the Nine Mist Sect to be gone like this, I surrender, surrender!" ”

"Good!"

Qingshanzi smiled, and Lu Yi and the others turned to the rest of the people who were already seriously injured.

"I surrender!"

"Me too, the bloodline of the Nine Mist Sect must be preserved!"

"All of this is because of Wu Yun's personal stubbornness, she only cares about her own selfish desires, thinking that the Yin family will return, he will have the hope of breaking through the Yuan Infant and reaching the out-of-body body, but she doesn't know at all that there are thousands of innocent ordinary people in Huaxia."

"Yes, he is not worthy of being the sect master of the Nine Mist Sect, and I will also surrender!"

Someone took the lead, and the remaining seven or eight old men and women all bowed down, and as for the nearly two thousand disciples in the sect, they were confused.

It's just that the fear in their hearts tells them that they can only survive today if they compromise.

Moreover, the strong people who are still alive in the sect have all knelt down, and they can only follow.

"Surrender!"

"Surrender!"

"Surrender!"

In less than a minute, the word surrender in the city echoed in the void, and everyone's roar formed a wave of Dao Dao Yin, shaking the city wall, and they all made a buzzing sound.

"Ahh......h

Master Jiuwu laughed miserably, but Su Yang didn't need to give her a chance to speak again.

He looked at her with pity: "Nine Mist Sect, from tonight, it has changed its name and surname, it is called, Qingluo Sect, the second branch!" ”

When the last word fell, Su Yang's fist had already hit the head of Master Wuyun, the plasma and brain flowers collapsed, and the blood gathered and flowed down from the edge of the city wall.

Leaving the Nine Mist Sect, Su Yang and the others rushed to the next battlefield faster and faster.

And his means of solving those sects are becoming more and more powerful, and there is even a sect that they surrender in less than five minutes from the time they arrive until they leave.

Of course, no matter which sect, the strong person who has reached the Yuan Infant Stage will have a wisp of life soul in Qingshanzi's hands.

By the moment dawn came, Qingshanzi had more than eighty jade boxes in his hand containing the souls of the Yuan Infant Stage powerhouses, and in the entire Qingluo Sect, there were only more than ten Yuan Infant powerhouses, including himself.

In other words, the strength of the Qingluo Sect has suddenly increased by nearly ten times compared to before.

Following Su Yang, he only felt that letting Su Yang unintentionally break into the Qingluo Secret Realm was not a disaster for the Qingluo Sect at all, but a creation greater than the sky.

Su Yang, he should have been the ancestor of Qingluo!

True to its name, there is not a trace of moisture!

When the first rays of sunlight sprinkled on the land of China, Su Yang and others came to the Ailao Mountains in the southwest of China.

Ailao Mountain, in China is difficult to compare with Wuyue, and there is no earth-shattering legend about this mountain.

It's just that among the local population, such a saying circulated.

In the depths of the mourning prison, the stone tablet of Zhentian!

I don't know when it was handed down, who originally passed it on, and what exactly it means......

In short, the locals only read it, and they don't know what it means.

I only guess that it should be in the depths of Ailao Mountain, there is a stone tablet called Zhentian.

"Ancestor, this is the Stone Tablet Gate!"

At about half past six in the morning, Su Yang and the others came to the depths of Ailao Mountain, standing between the two mountains, Qingshanzi pointed to the valley road a few kilometers ahead.

"Don't be verbose, if you can reveal this stone tablet door, get it quickly."

Su Yang was already impatient, every time he went to a sect, Qingshanzi would always explain for a long time, this time, he would no longer give Qingshanzi a chance to talk more.

"Okay......"

Qingshanzi only felt that his erudition was useless, so he flew up in vain, and with a move with both hands at the same time, two shiny long swords had already appeared.

(End of chapter)