Lin Xi lowered his head and looked at the little fat man with a flattering face below, and after a moment of slight silence, he waved his hand and said: "Since you call me Uncle Shi, for the sake of the fate of the same sect before, I, as an elder, will not embarrass you, you can leave no storage bag, but no one else can make an exception!"

When the little fat man heard this, he suddenly felt embarrassed, and bowed respectfully to Lin Xi in the envious eyes of tens of thousands of monks, and then turned to look at the fellow elders and brothers beside him with a proud expression, and reprimanded him with some dissatisfaction: "Didn't you hear the words of your seniors, do you want to die or a storage bag?"

Anyway, what is lost is only other people's resources, and it has nothing to do with himself, so the little fat man spared no effort to persuade the fellow disciples next to him, and after persuading thousands of disciples of the entire sect to leave the storage bags, he even pointed his toes and shouted at other sect families arrogantly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Fight, you can't fight, run, you can't run away, my Uncle Lin has a good heart, he is kind to let you go, and agree that you spend money to buy your life, what do you mean by being so sluggish?

As soon as the voice of the little fat man Wang Youcai fell, the tens of thousands of surviving monks in the auction hall suddenly felt that the air suddenly cooled down, and a murderous aura lingered between their necks, as if the controller of that murderous aura would fall to the ground and separate their heads as long as their thoughts moved!

"Damn little fat man!"

"Damn Jin Hanzong!"

"Damned traitor, coward!"

At this moment, the tens of thousands of monks present already hated Wang Youcai to death, and all the monks were fighting in their hearts with the idea of delaying time, after all, most of the monks carried their lifelong cultivation resources in storage bags, and no one wanted to leave their life's roots like this.

But now that this little fat man is so agitated, who would dare to delay any longer? Didn't you see that the terrifying killer above was already impatient? Maybe as long as everyone dared to delay for a moment, it would not only be a matter of leaving storage bags!

"My little ancestor!"

A middle-aged elder of the Jin Han Sect hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold the little fat man who wanted to continue to give a speech, and then bowed to Lin Xi and bowed with his fists, and then couldn't bear to look at the storage bags left on the ground, and then flew towards the exit of the auction hall with the little fat man in one hand.

And behind him, the disciples of the Jin Han Sect with a look of pity on their faces reluctantly glanced at the storage bags on the ground again, and then they also turned into a rainbow light, followed behind the elder, and came to the exit of the auction hall in the blink of an eye.

Lin Xi did not stop the disciples of the Golden Han Sect who obeyed his orders to leave the storage bags, and the purple-gold sword filaments hovering above the exit did not react until the disciples of the Golden Han Sect disappeared before blocking the entire exit again.

"The old man counts three times, and after three sounds, he has not left all the storage bags on his body, and there will be no mercy!"

This time, Lin Xi no longer talked nonsense with them, the purple-gold sword qi was like a surging river, all over the entire auction hall, and if you looked closely, on top of those dense purple-gold sword qi, there was also a layer of gray death aura attached, that was the fluctuation of the law of death!

"One"

Everyone in the hall trembled, but no one put down the storage bag, as if they were not giving up until the end, and were still on the sidelines.

"Two"

Lin Xi's eerie voice came out as if it came from the Nine Hells, and finally a monk couldn't stand the pressure of death, his eyes were full of tears, and he left the storage bag with a look of pain.

And with the first person taking the lead, the monks of those small sects and small sects are no longer holding on, looking at this posture, if he doesn't carry out his orders, then Lin Lao Wei is really going to kill!

"Three!"

As the third voice sounded, countless monks threw the storage bags in their hands on the ground like avoiding snakes and scorpions, and then sat on the ground with a dead heart, hugging their heads and crying like dead fathers!

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The sound of the sword qi cutting through the body sounded, and the monk who hadn't put down the storage bag after the third sound suddenly ushered in Lin Xi's death trial, the purple-gold sword qi that was sharp and condensed to the limit coupled with the death law that directly attacked the soul, even the elders of the Yuan Infant Stage of the various factions had no power to parry at all, and turned into a blood mist under the sword qi in the sky!

"Gross!"

In the face of this hellish scene, many monks who had been patient before finally couldn't hold back at this moment, squatting on the ground one by one retching, and many of them even vomited out the withered yellow bile.

But Lin Xi's killing did not stop there, he was extremely indifferent at the moment, he had already given them a chance, since he didn't cherish it, then he couldn't blame him Lin Wuya for being ruthless!

It was enough for nearly 10,000 monks to cut into a blood mist, and the purple-gold sword qi that filled the sky stopped, and instantly condensed together, forming a hundred-zhang giant sword, which stood in the sky above the auction hall and was trampled under Lin Xi's feet.

"Okay, you can leave, the grievances between the Ziyun Sect and the sect families are over, if there is anyone who is not convinced, you can come to the Ziyun Sect at any time to find the old man to take revenge, of course, you must also be ready at any time to be slaughtered by the old man if the revenge fails!"

At this moment, where do everyone still have the heart to care about whether to take revenge, those are things that can only be decided by the top level of the sect, what they have to do now is to leave this Shura Hell quickly, for fear that if they take a step late, they will usher in the thunderous blow that kills the gods.

They have seen murder, and they have seen many battles between sects, but it is the first time they have seen the scene of tens of thousands of monks turning into blood mist with a wave of their hands like that killing star, and even the Blood Demon Sect, which advocates bloody violence, is a little unable to accept this terrifying killing method!

Waiting for the monks to leave, Lin Xi collected and sorted out the nearly 100,000 storage bags in the auction hall, and concentrated the resources needed for the immortal cultivation realm, such as spirit stones, medicinal materials, pills, exercises, and various ores, into dozens of storage bags, and then divided half of them into the hands of the Purple Furnace Danshi An.

"There are nearly 10 billion spirit stones here, and countless other resources, is it enough to rebuild the mountain gate?"

"It is naturally impossible to restore to the previous scale of the Purple Yun Sect, it will take billions of spirit stones just to rebuild the Purple Yun Sect's mountain protection array, but now counting the surviving disciples of the Purple Yun Sect and other disciples who have gone out to perform tasks in the east, it should be less than 20,000, but there is no need to build such a large scale! These resources, within a hundred years, are enough for my Purple Yun Sect to use!"

Master An put away the storage bag in his hand, pondered for a moment and replied, in the face of this unfathomable Lin old monster who killed decisively, he didn't dare to hide it, especially this was the Dan Sword Master who was above him, and he felt extremely admired while being afraid in his heart!