The mountain gate of the Purple Sun Divine Sect.

It is in Changling County, the thirteen counties of Tiannan, on the outskirts of Ziyang City.

Of course, this Ziyang City was not originally called Ziyang City, but they forcibly changed it after the Ziyang Divine Sect developed.

Ziyang City, the scale of the population is not lost to the city of forgetting.

Unlike the City of Forgotten Sorrows, the number of monks here is still far less than that of the City of Forgotten Worries, and most of them are mortals who serve the monks.

Of course, it's not like Forget Worry City like a unified immortal cultivation kingdom with its own rules and regulations, but just an ordinary big city.

Within the scope of Ziyang City, of course, the Ziyang Divine Sect is the dominant family.

There are other immortal cultivation families, and the sects are basically attached to him, but the Wei family and the Xue family are not here.

At this time, it was the middle of the morning, the weather was clear, cloudless, and the sun was shining warmly on everyone.

Ziyang City looks vibrant, with shops lined up and pedestrians coming and going.

"Hey, what's that?"

"Look!"

Many people in Ziyang City found something and looked up at the sky one after another.

I saw a figure in a green shirt stepping into the air from a distance.

But that's not the point, the point is that behind him, leading a corpse, covered in blood, with a large black hole in his chest.

"It's ......"

"Is it ......?"

There were many Ziyang City monks with good eyesight, and when they saw the face of that corpse, they couldn't help but rub their eyes.

Then I saw the corpse's costume, and the robe was embroidered with a round of purple sun inlaid with gold thread.

But the owner of this robe, what he usually presents in front of everyone is a mythical existence, high up, he is a god in Ziyang City, and only a few people in Ziyang City have seen him from afar.

"That's Sect Master Lin!" At this time, there was a Purple Sun City monk who had seen Lin Qianchou at close range, and after confirming it repeatedly, he finally couldn't help but exclaim.

"No way, you're crazy!" shouted incredulously from the people around him.

"That is, Sect Master Lin is a powerful person in the middle stage of the merger, and he is a figure who is overwhelming with a wave of his hand, how can he die so miserably. ”

"You must be mistaken!"

Many people shook their heads, but they were still stunned to look at the handsome young man who slowly stepped into the air, and of course more carefully identified the corpse.

"It seems to be really Sect Master Lin. ”

For a while, everyone looked into the air, and the doubts in their hearts were increasing.

The next moment, the actions of the young man in green shirts verified their conjecture.

With a loud bang, Zhao Junyu's fist power fell from the sky like a huge meteorite.

smashed the headquarters of the Ziyang Divine Sect in Ziyang City, a magnificent eight-story palace, to smithereens.

"Sect Master of the Purple Sun Divine Sect, Lin Qianchou is dead. ”

"Why don't you come out and get your death soon!",

Zhao Junyu was like a killing god, standing proudly in the air, and the vast coercion spread far away in Ziyang City.

"What? ”

"My mother, Sect Master Lin is dead!"

"Run!"

At this time, the disciples of the Ziyang Divine Sect in the headquarters of Ziyang City had only one Yuan Infant Stage in charge.

The others are all middle and low-level disciples.

Zhao Junyu's punch went down, and the middle and low-level disciples were almost killed and injured, and the few who survived also scattered and fled.

And that Yuan Infant was like a desperate death, desperately shooting towards the mountain gate of the Ziyang Divine Sect outside the city!

And in Ziyang City, there is also a big chaos.

confirmed the conjecture in their hearts, and everyone looked at Zhao Junyu in the air in horror.

From before, he slowly came with Lin Qianchou's corpse, and then smashed the headquarters of the Purple Sun Divine Sect with one punch.

All this has a great psychological impact on everyone.

At the same time, in everyone's minds, the past was unstoppable, and the authority of the high-ranking Purple Sun Divine Sect had completely collapsed.

Feeling the frightened emotions of everyone below, a grim smile hung on the corner of Zhao Junyu's mouth.

That's what you want.

He just wants to smash all the authoritative position of the Purple Sun Divine Sect in the hearts of everyone!

However, most of them here are not accomplices of the Ziyang Divine Sect, and Zhao Junyu will naturally not go on a killing spree.

Instead, he continued to lead Lin Qianchou's corpse, and unhurriedly flew towards the mountain gate of the Ziyang Divine Sect, which was more than two hundred miles away from the city.

At this time, the mountain gate of the Ziyang Divine Sect had already turned into a pot of porridge.

Hundreds of rays of light rose into the air one after another, and although they had heard the report of the Yuan Infant Stage before, everyone still couldn't believe it.

Zhao Junyu's divine sense was just swept away, and he saw it clearly.

The Purple Sun Divine Sect dispatched this time, thinking that it had an army of foreign races and the Holy Palace as a backer.

Therefore, it is so big, and there is only one distracted mid-term guard left in the entire mountain gate.

There are also more than a dozen yuan infancy.

Presumably, Lin Qianchou thought that this trip was a sure success, and it was already a dominant power in the Tiannan Region, and no one dared to offend the Purple Sun Divine Sect, so he was so big.

"Who the hell are you, who dare to invade our Purple Sun Divine Sect, don't you want to die?"

The mid-distracted monk exclaimed in a fierce voice.

The rest of the hundreds of middle and high-level cultivators of the Purple Sun Divine Sect also clamored one after another.

They had already seen the corpse floating behind Zhao Junyu, but they still couldn't believe that it was their sect master.

Until the snap!

This handsome man in green shirt directly threw Lin Qianchou's body over and smashed it on the mountain gate!

Everyone finally saw the appearance of the corpse clearly, it was clearly the former sect master they were familiar with, and they couldn't help but feel the ghosts of the dead one by one.

"The army of the Purple Sun Divine Sect has been completely annihilated, Lin Qianchou is dead, and there will be no Purple Sun Divine Sect in the world from now on!"

Zhao Junyu's cold voice, like a magic sound from hell, slammed into everyone's heart.

"The Sect Master is really dead!"

"The army is over!"

"Mom, run!"

Up and down the sect, thousands of low-level disciples scattered and fled.

"Give me all back, this person is spreading rumors, he is lying!"

"This is not the corpse of the sect master, the sect master is not dead at all, the Ziyang Divine Sect is the same as heaven and earth, how can it be dead!"

The distracted monk shouted loudly.

"Watch me kill this kid and let him spread rumors...... Distracted by the mid-stage monk, he couldn't stop his subordinates from fleeing, so he turned around and pounced on Zhao Junyu.

"Mole ant!" Zhao Junyu sneered, and the crystal flying sword burst out with an incomparably brilliant brilliance, twisting the mid-stage distraction monk into pieces along with his spirit treasure.

"Quick, quickly return to the sect and open the mountain protection array!" some of the remaining monks shouted one after another.

However, it was useless, Zhao Junyu rushed into the mountain gate of the Ziyang Divine Sect like a fierce tiger like a flock of sheep.

The crystal flying sword above his head hovered rapidly, like a sharp blade.

At the same time, the dragon phantom roared out, and the surging and ferocious fist power bloomed everywhere like a meteor cannon!

Boom, boom, the earth shook, the mountain gate collapsed, and the remaining Purple Sun Divine Sect monks were powerless to resist.

I saw the blood rain of stumps flying all over the sky, and the terrible screams kept ringing out, like a hell!

And from beginning to end, the monks on the other side of Ziyang City just watched silently from afar.

............

Zhao Junyu turned around and looked at the monstrous fire with an expressionless face, and the entire mountain of the Purple Sun Divine Sect was submerged in this raging flame.

More than a dozen spatial rings on his body were already filled.

It is a treasure obtained from the treasure house of the Ziyang Divine Sect, the spirit stone and the spiritual material spirit treasure that can be seen, the more the better, and the more that he can't look down on, he can't take it away, he is not distressed by the fire.

The middle and high-level monks left behind by the Purple Sun Divine Sect were wiped out by him.

And many low-level disciples who fled in all directions, Zhao Junyu didn't bother to kill them.

Of course, that's not all.

The next target, the Wei family and the Xue family, no one is missing!

(End of chapter)