Chapter 6 10,000 Beheadings
Since then, the suzerains of the four major sects have all died.
Chu Yan's eyes swept over the disciples of the four major sects, and in addition to horror on their faces, all that was left was a blank look and a trembling body.
The suzerains are all dead......
How dare they stay in this place that terrified them, especially since the first three sect masters didn't even have their bodies left.
You must know that in the Daling Empire, the four major sects can be regarded as among the strong, even in the face of the strong in the Jindan period, although they can't be defeated, but they are more than enough for self-protection.
But in the face of the mysterious predecessor of the Immortal King Sect in front of him, he couldn't even hold on to a face.
Oh my God, what kind of realm is the other party.
"Withdraw. ”
"Retreat. ”
"The sect masters are all dead, let's run away, stay and wait for death. ”
I don't know who shouted, the disciples of the four major sects couldn't bear this pressure anymore, and they went crazy, trying every means to leave this place.
All kinds of life-saving spells, magic weapons, and talismans emerge one after another.
Some summoned paper cranes to fly away, some fled to the ground, and some put invisibility charms on them......
Chu Yan's face froze and said, "Since you have come to my Immortal King Sect, then don't think about leaving." ”
Then with a flick of his finger forward, the air around him exploded again.
Puff ~ puff ~ puff ~
One by one, the bodies of the four sect disciples exploded, and blood spilled the earth, leaving patches of blood.
"No, no. ”
Some timid female disciples were directly frightened and collapsed on the ground, and Huang Baizhi flowed to the ground.
But at this point, who cares about this.
Every second, nearly a thousand people die.
And everyone who died turned into a blood mist without warning, evaporating in an instant, leaving not even the wreckage, only a pool of blood on the ground.
"Oh my God, it's cruel. Huang Yu, the second elder of the Immortal King Sect, frowned and said.
"Well, but the ancestor is right, the grass needs to be removed. Although Cheng Xianyun said this, his scalp was still numb when he saw the scene in front of him, even as a sect master, he had never seen such a bloody picture.
And the disciples in the square of the Immortal King Sect exploded, they were so excited, in addition to the pleasure of escaping death, there was also an inexplicable sense of pride.
"Hahaha, that bastard who was still showing off his power in front of me just now, when I saw him, I was scared to pee, and then he poofed, it was so comfortable. ”
"Isn't it, this is the power of our Immortal King Sect Ancestor. ”
With this disciple's words, everyone's eyes were focused on Chu Yan.
Chu Yan's eyes were slightly closed, and the power in his heart was still moving.
The screams and wails were endless, but soon, in less than three breaths, the world was silent.
Nearly 50,000 disciples of the four major sects were wiped out almost instantly.
Except for a few disciples who escaped by chance, all the others were ambushed.
The soil is stained blood-red, and the blood quickly melts into your dirt, and it is bloody. Except for those who died earlier, there were not even corpses left behind those who died.
"This battle, is it over like this......" Cheng Xianyun was shocked, this was a battle between one person and tens of thousands of people, and the winner was the one who stood proudly in the sky, he was the ancestor of the Immortal King Sect.
"The strength of the ancestor must have reached the Jindan stage, and this kind of extremely large-scale lethality can only be achieved in the Jindan stage. ”
The feeling of rebirth made Cheng Xianyun feel good.
I thought that the disaster of the Immortal King Sect could not be avoided, but I was saved by a mysterious ancestor of the sect.
Not only Cheng Xianyun, but everyone's eyes looking at Chu Yan were full of admiration.
"I'm going to talk to this ancestor. Cheng Xianyun took a deep breath, calmed down and said.
Under the gaze of everyone, Cheng Xianyun took out the flying magic weapon: Flying Feather Feather, a huge peacock feather. If you want to fly in the sky, you must reach the Jindan stage, so Cheng Xianyun can only rely on foreign objects to fly over now.
Finally, under the watchful eye of everyone, Cheng Xianyun flew to Chu Yan's side with a nervous mood, and then knelt down on one knee on Fei Ling Yu:
"The junior Xianyun Sect Master Cheng Xianyun welcomes the ancestor out of the customs. ”
Chu Yan nodded: "The seal was lifted by you." ”
"It's the junior, if you disturb the ancestor, please punish it. Cheng Xianyun didn't dare to slack off, and immediately replied.
"Yes, you're good. Chu Yan nodded.
After Cheng Xianyun confirmed the identity of the other party, his eyes rolled and he smelled again: "Dare to ask the ancestor Zun's name." ”
Chu Yan frowned, he asked the name of the original owner of this body, but he didn't have it in his memory, but fortunately he reported his name: "My name is Chu Yan, a thousand years ago, I guarded the Immortal King." ”
Chu Yan's surname is Chu?
Hearing the other party's name, Cheng Xianyun's heart moved, he remembered that ten thousand years ago, the Emperor of the Immortal King Sect - the Immortal King, his surname was Chu, but his name was Chu Yun, could it be that the one in front of him was the descendant of the Great Emperor.
Although the Immortal King Sect has declined, it has stood for 10,000 years and has its own historical records, and as the sect master, of course, he is very familiar with the history of the sect.
According to the play, Chu Yun, the emperor of the Immortal King Sect, once gave birth to a son with the Emperor of the Gods, but then this son disappeared mysteriously and disappeared without knowing where to go.
Thinking of this, Cheng Xianyun's body trembled excitedly, even if the son of the Great Emperor was dull, he would still inherit some of the talents of the Immortal King and the Divine Queen, and he would be much stronger than ordinary geniuses.
In addition, the ancestor who has lived for so many years still maintains his eternal youth, and his strength is naturally not to be underestimated.
If this is the case, then the day of the rise of the Immortal King Sect is just around the corner.
Before Cheng Xianyun could think about it, Chu Yan immediately asked.
"I've been in retreat for too long, and I've been sealed by an inexplicable force, so what year is it? ”
"Ancestor, the cash is the year 9986 of the Immortal Yuan calendar, that is, the year 9986 after the end of the era of the end of the law. ”
Chu Yan nodded, thinking in his heart: It seems that this Great Emperor has fallen for at least ten thousand years. At the same time, he said, "Well, I am out of the customs now, but my strength has not fully recovered, so you can take me to the library and I think I can find in the books what has happened to me during my years of retreat, and how to restore my strength." ”
When Cheng Xianyun heard this, he immediately said respectfully: "Obey." ”
"Come on, take the ancestor to the library pavilion, and the others will clean up the corpse with me. Cheng Xianyun drank.
"It doesn't have to be so much trouble. Chu Yan glanced at the remains of the corpse left during the battle and said lightly.
"Eh, Ancestor?" Cheng Xianyun looked puzzled.
Immediately after, Chu Yan's gaze was fixed on these corpses, and at the thought of it, the entire earth trembled violently.
"The earth cracked. ”
Cheng Xianyun's face was full of shock.
At the same time, the cracks in the earth instantly expanded, and they were a hundred miles long across the entire battlefield.
One by one, the corpses sank into the cracks in the ground, and the money, treasures, rings, etc. on those corpses all flew up one after another, and then flew towards the main hall of the Immortal King Sect.
But who cares about these supplies.
Because what everyone felt was the violent coercion that erupted from Chu Yan's body.
Strong, too strong, the divine consciousness moved, and the sky fell apart.
This kind of monster, Cheng Xianyun felt, was not an existence that a small sect like them could reach.
Perhaps, the strength of the ancestor can already compete with the sect masters of the big sects above.