In just a few moments, a group of human race masters were killed and wounded.

And Ant Huang only used three or four percent of his strength.

These people don't even have the qualifications to make him serious.

"This defeat is my own fault!"

"I, Lushan Spring, am ashamed of my ancestors and ancestors, and I am ashamed of Hanshan Sect!"

The Sect Master of the Cold Mountain Sect looked at the mutilated corpses all over the ground, his eyes full of despair.

I wanted to take advantage of the situation to sneak attack the Small Instrument Sect and capture the fake demon king, but I unexpectedly planted a big heel, so that it was difficult to protect my life today!

Swish!

Lu Shanquan flipped his wrist, and a dagger with silver light flashed in the palm of his hand.

Poof!

The next second, without hesitation, he slit his throat.

Blood splattered seven or eight meters high.

Lu Shanquan lay on the ground, slowly closed his eyes, and soon, he was out of breath.

Knowing that he would die today, he chose to commit suicide in order to finally gain dignity.

There was no expression on Ant Huang's face.

Even if Lu Shanquan didn't do it, he would give this person a ride.

As long as you go against the Little Instrument Sect, no matter who you are, the price you pay is death!

"Kill!"

"Rush!"

"Stepping on the flat does not lift the mountain!"

"Raze the Little Instrument Sect to the ground!"

……

On the mountainside of Buju Mountain, there were countless shouts of killing.

In the bloody battlefield, human beings have stimulated the bestiality in human nature!

Kill the red eye, not afraid of death.

"We don't have as many people as the other party, if we continue like this, I'm afraid that the family of the Little Instrument Sect will be wiped out!"

An Lan propped his hands on the ground and struggled to get up from the ground.

The deaths of Song Wude and Lu Shanquan did not cause too many waves in An Lan's heart, on the contrary, those young disciples on the mountainside have always been involved in An Lan's heart.

"Your injuries haven't healed yet, even if you go, you won't be able to help, now call the high-level leaders of the sect to wait for me in the Qiyu Palace, Song Wude and Lu Shanquan are already dead, and the remaining group of cats and dogs are nothing!"

After a simple sentence, Ant Huang stepped into the air and shuttled among the clouds.

"Ant Huang seniors, be careful!"

An Lan shouted loudly, his eyes full of worry.

……

Sou!

When Ant Huang came to the halfway point of Buju Mountain, he found that it was crowded with people, almost more than 20,000 people!

The deaths and injuries of the disciples on the side of the Small Instrument Sect were more tragic, and at the preliminary glance, there were about nearly 3,000 people dead, of course, the Rakshasa Sect and the Hanshan Sect did not take advantage of anything, and the casualties were even greater than those of the Small Instrument Sect.

This is all thanks to the assistance of the demon beasts of the 100,000 Great Mountains, otherwise, the Little Instrument Sect would not be able to survive until now.

Thundered!

Ant Huang held the Zongyun Tablet and planted it diagonally on the ground.

The attribute blessing instantly shrouded the disciples of the Small Instrument Sect in an area of one thousand meters.

Similarly, the disciples from the Rakshasa Sect and the Hanshan Sect were counterattacked by the Zongyun Monument, and their combat power dropped several times!

"That's not enough!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Ant Huang's hands opened and closed widely, and 600,000 catties of strength exploded the surrounding airflow!

Airplanes!

The people who were on the edge were all driven to within a thousand meters of the Zongyun Monument by the terrifying energy of Ant Huang.

More than 20,000 people were squeezed into an area of 1,000 meters, and it is conceivable that it is almost a state of overlapping people.

"The disciples of the Small Instrument Sect listen to the order!"

"Song Wude and Lu Shanquan are dead!"

"Bloodwash all the enemies who come to attack, and leave no one behind!"

Ant Huang held the heads of Song Wude and Lu Shanquan and shouted in the air.

Looking at the two human heads in Ant Huang's hands, all the disciples of the Small Instrument Sect were shocked!

Of course, what shocked them even more was the sudden appearance of Ant Huang.

The news of the Great Lotus Sect's spread of the Fake Demon King had already spread throughout the Southern Wilderness, and the Small Instrument Sect was no exception, and Ant Huang did not appear after the war between the two sides, which made many disciples disheartened, and even desperate for a while, could it be that the guardian beast of their Little Instrument Sect was really a False Demon King?

Now, Ant Huang suddenly appeared and killed the two major sect masters, and the previous dazzle was self-defeating!

This greatly boosted the morale of the Small Instrument Sect, and their combat power soared to the peak in an instant!

With the support of Ant Huang, what are they afraid of?

The elder disciples from the Rakshasa Sect and the Hanshan Sect were frightened one by one, and some even had their legs and stomachs spinning and collapsed on the spot.

The heads of Song Wude and Lu Shanquan were like a big mountain pressing on their chests, making them unable to breathe!

At this moment, fear has taken over their hearts!

"Kill!"

Ant Huang rushed into the crowd.

"King Kong Eight Arms!"

The yellow robe and green robe costumes unique to the two sects are very conspicuous in the crowd, and Ant Huang kills a large area, which is simply crazy!

Everywhere you go, you are devastated, and you push it to the end!

The impact of eight arms made it difficult for them to parry!

All those who came to their senses did not look back, and fled frantically!

However, what they didn't know was that in the shrouded area of the Zongyun Monument, their speed had dropped very seriously, and in the eyes of the cultivators of the Small Instrument Sect of the same level, this was no different from a snail crawling.

Under the leadership of Ant Huang, in just half an hour, the monks from the Rakshasa Sect and the Cold Mountain Sect were all annihilated.

On the mountainside, countless corpses were left behind.

Corpses were everywhere, and the air was filled with the smell of blood, blood, staining the entire Buju Mountain.

This is something that has never happened before in history, and everything that happened today is enough to go down in history.

The Rakshasa Gate and the Cold Mountain Sect will be completely removed from the Southern Wasteland from today!

In order to sneak attack the small instrument sect, it can be said that they poured out their pockets, except for some old, weak, sick and disabled people left in the sect, all the elites died on this mountain.

"Everyone, clean up the battlefield, if you are seriously injured, go to the pure yang pure tree to heal!"

Ant Huang glanced at everyone and left the place.

……

An hour later...

The Temple of the Heavens.

The high-level officials of the Small Instrument Sect were all present.

The demon beasts of the 100,000 mountains also came here.

Whether it is a Terran monk or a demon beast, they are more or less colorful on their bodies.

The gate of the temple was destroyed, and the dazzling sunlight illuminated the perennially dark hall.

The injuries on their bodies can be seen very clearly by Ant Huang.

"If you are free, go to the Pure Yang Pure Tree to recuperate."

"Yes!"

"Whew!"

After a while, Ant Huang looked at the sect master of the Small Instrument Sect headed by him: "An Lan, the people of the Rakshasa Sect and the Hanshan Sect are all lost in Buju Mountain, and the resources in their sect are valuable..."

An Lan replied: "The two major sects are four-grade sects, and under the foundation of the sect, each has a medium-grade spiritual vein!" ”

Ant Huang touched his chin, the middle-grade spiritual vein can be regarded as the most precious thing in the four-grade sect.

The spirit stones used by the monks to cultivate are produced by the spirit veins.

For this reason, Ant Huang is also a little moved.

If the spirit veins can be transferred to the Small Instrument Sect, then the output of the Spirit Stone of the Small Instrument Sect will be doubled.

When there are more spirit stones, the pockets of the disciples will be full, and they can practice with great hands and feet without mercy.

"Hurry up and send someone to get those two spirit veins for me, and if you don't have enough manpower, let the Great Raging Bear assist you!"

"Yes! Predecessor! ”

"What other treasures are there in their sect that are worth getting back?"

An Lan pondered: "There are also spirit weapons and spirit runes..."

Ant Huang's eyebrows curled slightly: "Okay!" Except for men and houses, the rest will be brought to the king. ”