"I've heard you all!"

Lu Qingshan spoke, his voice was very calm, but there was a terrifying coldness in it, which made Jia Zuoren, the ancestor of the Blood River Sect, suddenly become flustered in his heart.

"It's good that you want to kill my Yuanling Sect disciples one by one! Because you told me how to kill your Blood River Sect disciples! Otherwise, I will be really distressed!"

Lu Qingshan stood with his hands in his hands, and a terrifying momentum spread out from his body.

The Blood River Sect Ancestor was even more panicked in his heart.

But.

He forced his composure, sneered, and said, "This seat remembers, you are the Tianjiao Lu Qingshan of the Yuanling Sect, and you have killed many Tianjiao of my Blood River Sect in the Fallen Holy Land! But so what? It's only been a few years, and you are at most the cultivation of the Tianyuan Realm! But this seat has already turned into the cultivation of the fifth transformation of the Holy Throne, do you think you can stop this seat?"

"Of course you can!"

Lu Qingshan didn't have a smile, only spit out cold words from his mouth, and said: "I have probably counted, there are almost more than eight hundred disciples of the Blood River Sect besieging my Yuanling Sect, then, I will kill all these villains in front of you!

"Okay, let's see how you killed my disciple of the Blood River Sect in front of this seat!" Jia Zuoren, the ancestor of the Blood River Sect, laughed out loud, raised his right hand, and immediately grabbed it towards Lu Qingshan.

But.

Lu Qingshan's figure suddenly disappeared.

Follow.

Jia Zuoren saw with his own eyes that Lu Qingshan's figure appeared again, but in his hand he was holding a disciple of the Blood River Sect.

The disciple's expression seemed to freeze!

"The first one!"

Lu Qingshan's voice came out coldly.

The first disciple of the Blood River Sect exploded into a blood mist!

Wow!

Lu Qingshan's figure disappeared again, and another disciple of the Blood River Sect appeared in front of Jia Zuoren, the ancestor of the Blood River Sect, and killed the disciple of the Blood River Sect in front of him!

"Lu Qingshan, you are looking for death!"

The Blood River Sect Ancestor Jia Zuoren finally reacted.

Lu Qingshan's speed is too fast, too fast!

Rumble!

The cultivation in Jia Zuoren's body roared up, and he immediately chased after Lu Qingshan.

But.

With his speed, how could he catch up with Lu Qingshan?

On the contrary, it was Lu Qingshan, who was full of monstrous anger in his heart, captured one disciple after another of the Blood River Sect, and then killed him in front of Jia Zuoren!

"Thirty-ninth!" Lu Qingshan's voice sounded coldly again.

Although Jia Zuoren has the cultivation of the fifth transformation of the saint, he can't grasp Lu Qingshan's traces at all, how can he stop it?

"Lu Qingshan, since you killed my disciple of the Blood River Sect, then don't blame this seat for being unkind, this seat will kill the head and elder of your Yuanling Sect now!"

Rumble!

Jia Zuoren's figure rushed towards the monks of the Yuanling Gate, and the cultivation in his body roared, and he quickly stretched out his right hand, covering all the monks of the Yuanling Gate.

The terrifying existence of the fifth transformation of the saint made a move, once this palm fell, there would definitely not be a living mouth in the coverage area!

But suddenly, Lu Qingshan's figure suddenly appeared, glanced at it disdainfully, and a finger reached out of his right hand, pointing lightly!

Jia Zuoren's attack immediately collapsed!

"The fifth transformation of the mere saint is too weak and too weak!" Lu Qingshan said coldly, and followed, his figure flickered, quickly approached Jia Zuoren, pointed at him, and said: "Your cultivation has been sealed by me, now you should keep your eyes open and continue to appreciate it! If you dare to come and destroy my Yuan Ling Sect, you must be ready to be destroyed!"

Wow!

Lu Qingshan stepped out, and his figure disappeared in an instant, appearing beside one disciple after another of the Blood River Sect, killing them one by one!

"Forty-seventh...... Sixty-third ...... Eighty-ninth ......" Lu Qingshan said coldly as he made a move.

Facing this scene in front of him, Jia Zuoren regretted it to the extreme, he didn't care about the death of his disciple, what he cared about was that Lu Qingshan was too terrifying!

"Run!"

"There are such terrifying disciples in the Yuanling Sect, what are you waiting for?"

"Even the Ancestor is not an opponent......"

The disciples of the Blood River Sect were all desperate, including the elders of the Blood River Sect, and they all began to flee towards the outside of the Yuan Ling Gate.

"Do you have that qualification?" Lu Qingshan suddenly stopped, no longer killing them one by one, but raised his eyes to look at the Blood River Sect monks who had escaped, and sneered and shot again!

Airplanes!

Flying Swords appear!

Except for Lu Qingshan, everyone couldn't see clearly with the naked eye at all, but they vaguely saw an extremely fast light, which appeared in many places in an instant!

When the light disappeared, all the Blood River Sect disciples, as well as the elders, were all motionless!

The next moment!

Their figures fell to the ground with a bang!

Blood stained the Yuanling Gate red!

But.

The blood is from the Blood River Sect!

"Lu Qingshan!"

The ancestor of the Blood River Sect, Jia Zuoren, roared angrily.

The disciples of the Blood River Sect brought this time were all dead!

"Blood River Sect, be destroyed!"

Lu Qingshan's figure appeared, and said coldly: "And you, you should also be destroyed!"

A word fell.

The anger in the eyes of Jia Zuoren, the ancestor of the Blood River Sect, all dissipated, turned into horror, and he directly knelt on the ground and said, "Lu Qingshan...... Lu Gongzi, as long as you spare my life, I have a creation that I am willing to give with both hands!"

As if he was afraid that Lu Qingshan would not believe it, Jia Zuoren hurriedly said: "Three years ago, my cultivation was only in the Tianyuan Realm, but in just three years, I stepped into the fifth transformation ...... of sainthood."

It's just that.

Before he finished speaking, Lu Qingshan had already sneered and said, "It's just refining a few drops of the essence blood of extraterrestrial beings, it really should be creation?"

The Blood River Sect Ancestor was dumbfounded.

Lu Qingshan continued: "On your body, I smell their breath, it's really annoying!"

Rumble!

Lu Qingshan pointed out.

"You...... You actually abolished my cultivation?" Jia Zuoren, the ancestor of the Blood River Sect, widened his eyes in disbelief.

"Kill you directly, it's too cheap for you!" Lu Qingshan sneered.

Follow.

Lu Qingshan raised his eyes and looked coldly at the monks of the Heavenly Wolf Sect.

When Lu Qingshan looked over, the monks of the Heavenly Wolf Sect all felt that their bodies were full of coldness, and they fell to their knees one by one.

Including Zhou Cang!

Facing Lu Qingshan, they didn't even have the heart to escape!

Lu Qingshan is really terrifying!

The Blood River Sect was so terrifying, no one was able to escape, and even the ancestor of its fifth transformation had fallen into the hands of Lu Qingshan, how could there be any hope of escaping with their cultivation?

Among the monks of the Heavenly Wolf Sect, up and down, all of them were as dead as ashes.

Zhou Cang kowtowed, and blood flowed out of his forehead!

Meantime.

His heart is full of despair, full of horror, full of regret!

(End of chapter)