Zhang Biyao's pretty face was no longer colorless, and she gritted her silver teeth: "How to die?" Lack of talent? Too weak? Why did he die while he was still alive? ”

The tone is aggressive.

Zhang Jiuying hesitated for a long time and said, "Fight in the secret realm, die at the hands of Xin Zhuo!"

"Xin ......"

Zhang Biyao's whole body froze.

In the crowd, Liu Qingfeng and his wife, Ma Feng and others glanced at each other, their faces were extremely weird, saying tyrannical, is it really tyrannical?

"Actually......"

Zhang Jiuying hesitated again, Xin Zhuo can't be blamed for this, he is about to speak,

Haotian Sect Shen Wumen glanced around and asked coldly, "What about my disciple Xie Wujiang?"

It was still Zhang Jiuying who said: "Dead, killed by Xin Zhuo, in fact, this matter is ......"

Shen Wumen's breath was short, and his body trembled violently.

Dao Zhen and Zong Laoqiu spoke almost at the same time: "What about Bai Zong/Ximen blowing rain?"

No wonder a group of old guys are so worried and out of shape, it is really the great disciples of each sect who are very important, they have been cultivated for countless years, and they are the faces of each family, once they are all broken, countless years of hard work will be wasted, and no one is willing to bear it.

Zhang Jiuying closed his eyes and said: "Bai Zong and Ximen Fuyu are also dead, and they were also killed by Xin Zhuo!" But the disciple needs to explain that he is not to blame ...... for this matter."

No one listens anymore.

Zong Laoqiu's face turned red and white, and he staggered back.

Dao Zhen seemed to be dozens of years old for a while, he and Bai Zong were called masters and apprentices, but they were actually father and son, and the things in it spanned hundreds of years, and it was really difficult to explain.

And the other sect masters couldn't help but feel deeply shocked, Xin Zhuo was so strong, how many of the great disciples of the various sects died at his hands?

What did you just say? Compare whose disciples are outstanding, excel in a ball, and die!

What a huge contrast between before and after?

The next moment, all the sect masters and masters looked at Liu Qingfeng one after another, with anger and resentment in their eyes.

Liu Qingfeng's face was a little happy at first, but he only felt that he raised his eyebrows, and then reined in, he also felt that something was wrong, Zhuo'er not only killed the big disciples of the sects, but also killed his own senior brothers?

I have the heart to explain a thing or two, but I really don't know how to speak.

"This matter, this matter ......"

Nangong Wentian, Zhang Jiuying, Shen Huansha and others were anxious and tried to explain, but they were forced to retreat by the terrifying momentum of the rampaging elders of the various sects.

"Thousands of elite disciples of each sect were killed by Bai Zong, Ximen Blowing Rain, Xie Wujiang, the four people who were flying and lying on the ground, as well as the masters of the evil sect, especially Bai Zong, at least twenty of his own fellow disciples and brothers died at his hands!

If it weren't for Xin Zhuo, in order to stop the killing, he fought alone against Bai Zong and other twelve Lingtai Nine Heavens masters, and defeated them with serious injuries, and finally forcibly smashed the sage tablet, then the disciples of each sect would not be able to return, and in the end, only a few disciples would be left, where would the anger of the sect masters come from? ”

Not far away, Lord Zhao Yi, who was dressed in white and stood out from the crowd, looked directly at the sect masters and reprimanded them coldly.

Nangong Wentian and a group of people also immediately responded: "That's right, that's it!"

Outside the huge hall gate, there was silence again.

Liu Qingfeng glanced around, and suddenly reacted: "That's right! What about Sindra ? ”

Nangong Wentian shook his head and said, "Master Hui, Senior Brother Xin seems to have been injured in order to stop those twelve people from killing innocents indiscriminately, and the forbidden land has been shattered, he ...... Not yet returned! ”

Liu Qingfeng was stunned, his body trembled slightly, and he glared at the sect masters fiercely, and said, "The good disciples you have taught have indiscriminately killed innocents!" My disciple saved the Eighteen Sects for the second time, and now his life and death are uncertain, and you owe him a lot of money......"

……

Forbidden Nothingness.

Xin Zhuo's life and death were indeed uncertain at this time, but he was not worried.

He was standing quietly under the huge statue of the evil god on the altar, looking at the ten young men and women in front of him, and his first reaction was that these people should be the sons of the Eighteen Sects and the Evil Sect's main sect, Da Luo and Da Yan.

These people actually ran together and fell asleep?

Unexpectedly, I was fortunate enough to see them for what they really are.

Subsequently, he breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, the final abacus of these ten people failed, and without the ten final people as mediators, they had been sleeping for countless years, but I was afraid that they would not be able to move.

At least I don't have to worry about my life for a short time.

It's only a trouble to be locked by the momentum of ten people, and the body can't move.

He looked at the young man with glowing eyes and said with a smile, "Where am I bold?"

The young man didn't seem to expect that this person would dare to speak to himself with a hippie smile, his anger disappeared inexplicably, and his voice was still old: "Looking at your fluctuating heart, you should be a descendant of the disciples of the Xuantian Temple of the Great Luo Sect, do you know where this is?"

Xin Zhuo replied, "It should be the forbidden place of trials shared by Da Luo and Da Yan."

"Altar of Reincarnation!"

Another girl with phoenix eyes, a face like beautiful jade, and a flawless girl, as if she had not said anything for a long time, her voice was a little hoarse, but it was difficult to hide the crispness and softness in it: "There is death and life here, the end of death is life, the end of life is naturally death, the living have the creation of Da Luo Dayan, and the dead will naturally return what they have learned to the ancient master, which is the cause and effect ......"

"Paradox!" Xin Zhuo took the initiative to interrupt, "What our juniors have learned is the courage to sacrifice life and forget death, it is our own talent, and it is the result of hard practice, what kind of cause and effect? ”

The woman was stunned, obviously not expecting the kid to refute her.

The young man with glowing eyes said, "Very good! Let me ask you, where did you learn that breaking the Monument of the Saints is the way to live? The altar of reincarnation here has never left a single word! ”

Xin Zhuo smiled: "Isn't that just an eye?"

All ten of them were silent, their eyes exuding fierce murderous intent.

Xin Zhuo simply closed his eyes and did not look at them.

He felt that if these people didn't mention whether they had the ability to kill themselves, they shouldn't kill them, and they might have asked for themselves, otherwise why would they nag with themselves?

Therefore, after a while, he opened his eyes and said with a "simple" face: "The younger generations can't speak, so ...... Kind of fucking you're going to hit me! ”

He needs to see what the hell these people are trying to do?

The faces of the ten people were stunned.

A man with a blood-red face and a domineering aura smiled strangely: "Si Ying, the descendant of your Da Luo disciple is an interesting person, I like it, hahahaha......"

The young man with glowing eyes pondered for a moment, and asked in the tone of an elder, "Is Gu Shouxun still there?"

Xin Zhuo replied, "It's been dead for thousands of years."

Gu Shouxun was the first founding ancestor of the Xuantian Sword Sect.

The young man sighed and said, "Thousands of years have passed in a blink of an eye, and things have long been wrong, I still remember the time when we followed the Jiang clan to fight the decisive battle against all the clans in the world, but I don't know where Shizun and Uncle Dongfang are now?"

Xin Zhuo's face changed when he heard the words "Jiang's" and "Dongfang".

The young man sighed for a moment and looked at Xin Zhuo: "You defeated ten junior geniuses with a mortal body, but you are also a talent, and try to knock on the altar of the evil god, there is a great opportunity and inheritance to send you!"

As soon as the words fell, the other nine people stared at Xin Zhuo with burning eyes.

Xin Zhuo said: "But, I can't move!"

After speaking, the shackles of the body suddenly disappeared, and he returned to freedom.

He moved his muscles and bones and walked towards the three-headed and six-armed "Evil God Statue", and as soon as he approached, he felt that the overwhelming evil qi, true qi, violent qi and massive life and death qi rushed to his face, and he couldn't help but tremble.

The eyes of the ten people were as secretive as they were.

The young man with glowing eyes said gently, "Do you see that spar at the heart of the evil god?" Use all your body martial arts to hit, but whenever you knock ...... You are now the Nine Heavens of the Lingtai, you can immediately enter the ruins, and it is not difficult to even break through the Hun Yuan Void! ”

The woman who spoke earlier also said: "That's right, not only that, but there are also many martial arts magical powers in the Middle Ages and the final inheritance to you, this is definitely your luck, and you will enter Daluo in the future, and you will have all kinds of beauties, resources, realms, and fame."

Xin Zhuo's eyebrows tightened, he found that this group of people had taken themselves for fools, this evil god statue seemed to be some kind of seal, or it could maintain the immortal seal of their group of transcendent martial artists for countless years.

Not only that, but the breath of all the previous dead warriors was only stored here.

If this group of Yuan Extreme Realm martial artists wants to recover completely, someone needs to break the seal, preferably ten Lingtai Nine Heavens masters!

Now that they are the only ones left, they have no choice.

It's just that the seal of this evil god statue is not so easy to knock, and the power of the counterattack is very strong, and his life is likely to be lost.

He glanced back at the teleportation aura that was still spinning in the distance, fifteen feet away.

How can you get some benefits and then quickly slip away without being locked in by these people?

(End of chapter)