The sound of bones shattering was endless, and Gu Tianlin's chest and shoulders were blasted out of the blood hole, dripping with blood, and it was extremely tragic.

Gu Tianlin was bombarded by Ren Jiuge's huge force on the cliff of the high mountain not far away, the force was too great, and the mountain was blasted out of a big hole. Rubble fell, accompanied by a rain of blood.

All the disciples were stunned, shocked one after another, and almost a little numb. However, I was still shocked to see this scene. The head of the dignified second-order sect was seriously injured and dying under one move.

Yu Caiying and other disciples muttered, "Oh my God, it's terrible. "It's simply invincible!"

Jingyang Wan'er was not too shocked, but worried about Ren Jiuge's back. What did you say just now, it was also a sneak attack by the Martial Saint!

However, looking at Ren Jiuge's appearance, there should be no big deal.

In Ren Jiuge's dantian, there is the supreme Chaos Yuan God, and in addition, it has been tempered by the Qionglin Immortal Liquid and the Qi Immortal Ink Pool. At this time, his body, that is extremely tough.

The blow of the Martial Saint was not enough to seriously injure him.

However, Gu Tianlin's matter delayed for a few breaths. Taking advantage of this gap, the Dusty Ancestor had already rushed over. In the depths of his dantian, the brilliance is already extremely prosperous.

Ren Jiu Ge hurriedly cast his true trick and urged the nine golden runes in mid-air!

At the same time, he shouted: "Xiao No, protect everyone!" Time is a little urgent, his Yuan Shen is about to explode!

The immortal Vermilion Bird is below, and it has long been prepared, and its golden giant wings are tightly guarding Jingyang Wan'er and the others.

"Boom!" There was a bang, and the sky was shattered! The power of the frenzied explosion, together with the endless gale, formed a huge whirlpool and spread out with a bang!

"Ahh All the disciples of the Lonely Cloud Painting Sect did not run far, and they all affected! The power was huge, like a thunderbolt descending into the world!

The disciples screamed and hysterical, some were killed on the spot, some had their arms broken, and some had half of their bodies destroyed!

All the disciples of the Lonely Cloud Painting Sect were present, and almost half of them were wiped out by such a wave of bombardment, and the remaining disciples were either seriously injured or stunned.

In the blink of an eye, on the square of the Lonely Cloud Hall, blood flowed like a river, like a netherworld blood refining dojo, and mourning was everywhere.

The power of the self-explosion of the dusty ancestor's primordial spirit was far from dissipating, and the grand pressure that had not slowed down blasted towards the attic of the nearby hall.

The cardinal of Ren Jiuge's formation urged up, and the nine golden runes shone brightly. The great array of clouds in the heavens is changing rapidly. The Dao Flowing Cloud Light Curtain, with the Lonely Cloud Hall as the axis, together with several nearby halls, were all wrapped.

"Boom!" The small buildings and halls in the distance were all blown into powder. However, these halls in the core, with the protection of the heavens and clouds, are all safe and sound.

At the same time, several flowing clouds erupted from the top of the Heavenly Clouds, directly wrapping the remaining explosive aftermath. The peerless divine power of the incomparable world was completely annihilated in the clouds of the heavens.

It was only now that the self-explosion of the dusty ancestor came to an end. Originally, the golden and brilliant, grand and magnificent Guyun Painting Sect, at this time, the mountains and rivers withered, the halls were broken, and the stone slabs in the square were all turned into powder.

Everywhere is the aftermath of battle, the ground is pitted, the spiritual power remains, and the flames of war are burning. Countless streams of blood gathered and flowed to the stream below the mountain, all of which were dyed red.

Jingyang Wan'er and the others, under the protection of the wings of the immortal Suzaku, walked out, and when they saw the surrounding scenes, they were all stunned.

Gui Bai Zhi was also stunned, the original dignified second-order sect, the strongest sect in Yong'an Mansion, turned into such a down-and-out appearance in the blink of an eye.

The disciples of the Guyun Painting Sect were killed and injured, the core disciples were all destroyed, the head of the sect was seriously injured and dying, the dusty ancestor blew up the Yuan Shen, and the great array of the Protector Sect was broken.

Shen Lin looked at everything around him, and he felt like he was in a dream. Chen Yan's face was also shocked, looking around, his legs were a little trembling, standing in place, he didn't dare to move.

Ren Jiuge landed very indifferently, looked at everyone, and said, "You guys, are you all right?" ”

Shen Lin's voice was a little hoarse, and he said, "Your Excellency, no, it's okay." ”

Immortal Suzaku snorted and said, "With this seat guarding, this group of boys, what can happen." ”

"It's okay. Ren Jiuge smiled, saw a person, and then walked forward.

Next to a mountain rock, is the elder Si Wuji. His whole body was also stained with blood, and he was trembling by the aftermath of the ancestor's self-explosion.

Relatively speaking, he was lucky. At this moment, Gu Tianlin was seriously injured and dying, and Qiong Yeming and Yunshang Palace died directly. In the upper echelons of the Lonely Cloud Painting Sect, only Si Wuji remained.

Ren Jiu Ge said with a smile: "Elder Si, let's talk about compensation. ”

Si Wuji was still in shock, he didn't come to his senses, he barely stood up, and retreated again and again. He looked at Ren Jiu Ge as if he had seen a demon god.

"Compensation, compensation?" Si Wuji reluctantly smiled bitterly and said, "Guyun Painting Sect, you don't need to compensate." Let's go, guys!"

At this moment, how dare he let Ren Jiuge compensate, he only thought in his heart, how to send away this plague god.

Ren Jiuge held the folding fan, shook it, and said with a smile: "No, I will compensate you." It's your sect, how can you compensate me?"

Si Wuji's face was ugly, his whole body was shocked, and he said: "Our Lonely Cloud Painting Sect has become like this, and we have almost been wiped out by you." What will I compensate you!"

Ren Jiu Ge shook his head and said, "You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense." You Lonely Cloud Painting Sect, you have nothing to do with me at this end. ”

"Am I going to need to give you a new look at the ins and outs of things?"

Gui Bai Zhi and the others also came over and looked here.

Ren Jiu Ge looked at it and said, "It's just right, the young city lord is also here, and the disciples of Gu Xi City are also there, everyone can see it." ”

"At the beginning, the Lonely Cloud Painting Sect invited me to the banquet on the grounds of the Zhuyun Immortal Banquet. After that, the high-level leaders of the sect set up a plan to lead me into the backmountain magic circle, intending to kill me. ”

"After I broke the formation, the Guyun Painting Sect invited the ancestor again, and activated the Protector Sect Formation to kill me. ”

"Everyone has seen the rest of the story. The head of the house is dying, which is caused by a sneak attack. As for the destruction of the sect, it was all caused by your sect's dusty ancestor and self-detonation. This has nothing to do with me. ”

Chen Yan was also filled with righteous indignation, and said: "Your sect has been destroyed, and your disciples have died, all of which are to blame! We are now going to calculate with you the price of plotting to kill our throne!"

Si Wuji only felt helpless for a while, the Guyun Painting Sect lost his wife and soldiers this time, not only did he not get any benefits, but he fell into this step!