Stretching out his hand, Hate Tianqing did not show anger, but raised his hand to stop the little brother who wanted to step forward behind him, and laughed: "Enjoy your last time!"

After laughing, he turned around and walked back, and at the same time said: "Lord Ben is happy today, and your offerings can be reduced by half in the future, and in addition... ”

Halfway through his words, Hate Tianqing suddenly felt a huge aura of danger, coming from behind him. Turning around suddenly, I saw a huge nail rake slashing at the head.

didn't wait for Hate Tianqing to react, and was split in half by the nail rake.

From the Shengchang Sect's violent murder to the death of Hate Tianqing, it completely happened between lightning and fire, and the rest of the cultivators could be said to have watched their own leader being hacked to death.

"Big brother!"

"Big brother!"

"Boss!"

It was only at this time that the group of meditation cultivators reacted and rushed forward one after another.

Just when the cultivators were panicking, Sheng Changzong raised the nail rake high, cast a spell and shouted: "Brothers, kill!"

"Kill!"

"Rush!"

"Kill these imps!"

After receiving the order, the sound of rushing and killing, and the sound of bursting cheers suddenly sounded, and the demon cultivators who were already hiding at the foot of the mountain heard the signal on the mountain, and they also roared up the mountain to participate in the battle.

Seeing that their own leader was killed, and immediately after, the demon cultivators all over the mountains rushed to kill, and all the cultivators suddenly panicked. For a time, there were many dead and wounded.

After the chaos in the early stage, the cultivators gradually came back to their senses, and under the organization of the group of underworld soldiers, they slowly reversed their disadvantages.

For a time, the demon cultivators were also killed and injured.

Since he first made a move to kill Hate Tianqing, Sheng Changzong did not continue to make a move, but hedged his hand with a pestle and rake, and carefully paid attention to the battle between the two sides of the demon and the underworld.

Until the demon cultivators were at a disadvantage, Sheng Changzong raised his hand, pointed forward to kill the most powerful cultivator, and commanded Mo Luo, who was standing beside him: "Old Mo, pay attention to the surroundings, don't let our people die too much!"

"Yes! But big brother, you also have to be careful, the most powerful one is the Lingdu Twenty-four Ghosts of Lingdu City, in Lingdu City, whether it is reputation or strength, it is only under the twelve horsemen of the Netherworld. And the one you just killed is the eldest brother of the twenty-four ghosts. ”

After being reminded by Mo Luo, Sheng Changzong nodded slightly and said, "Then let's cut down this group of self-underworld soldiers first." ”

After that, hand over the nail rake from the left hand to the right hand, and stretch it forward at will, and the nail rake will be like a balloon, rising in the wind, and instantly heading towards a dark rake in the distance.

After splitting the meditation into two, the downward castration of the nail rake did not slow down much, and directly smashed a big hole in place.

Sheng Changzong's heart moved slightly, and he saw that the nail rake in his hand took the nine teeth as the origin and contracted rapidly. The nail rake contracted, and at the same time pulled Sheng Changzong's figure forward and slammed it forward.

Before the footsteps hit the ground, Sheng Changzong spun in the air again, and when he came to the middle of the air, his divine thoughts were running, and the nine teeth that were firmly grasping the ground suddenly shrank and became a regular size.

"Hit a rake!"

"Hit a rake!"

"It's time to hit a rake!"

。。。。。。

Sheng Changzong thought silently in his heart, and his body also rotated with the nail rake.

"Boom, boom!"

As Sheng Changzong's figure rotated, a roar sounded, and with each explosion, it also represented the death of a master of the underworld.

When Sheng Changzong had just broken through the middle stage of the goblin, he was already able to complete four consecutive kills at will. And now that he has steadily stepped into the early stage of the Demon Realm, and after the expansion of the Nine Turns Divine Pill, at this moment, whether it is the mana stock in the dantian or the purity of the mana, it is many times higher than at the beginning.

Now that this stunt is performed again, it is really a god blocking and killing God, and the Buddha is blocking and killing Buddha, and the power is many times greater than before.

In a few moments, on the top of the mountain, which was still densely packed, there were already countless corpses lying horizontally, which could really be described as severed limbs and stumps everywhere. And at this moment, except for Sheng Changzong, who was still standing with a nail rake, there was no one who could stand within his hundred zhang.

One hundred and fifteen kills!

Standing in the middle of the position, Sheng Changzong looked around and silently read this data in his heart.

Killing all the underworld soldiers in the field in one go, Rao was a little out of breath for a while with the incomparably thick mana reserves of Sheng Changzong.

However, even if they saw that Sheng Changzong was exhausted at this moment, they didn't dare to step forward, for fear that the next one to lose their lives would be themselves.

On the other hand, the group of demon cultivators, seeing that such a master appeared on their side, they also forgot about the battle for a while, and they all looked at Sheng Changzong with a demented look, the boss with his mouth open.

At this time, Mo Luo, who was going to take care of the demon cultivators with all his might, reacted first, rolled his eyes, and suddenly shouted: "Boss Pig is mighty! mighty!"

Hearing Moreau's shout, the fat boss who was standing in the corner, covered in blood, also shouted.

"Pig Boss is mighty!"

As the pig boss's voice sounded, the demon cultivators gradually reacted, excitedly raised the weapons in their hands, and shouted loudly.

For a time, the mountains were bursting!

Just when the demon cultivators were shouting, the meditation cultivators who had originally had a scattered formation gathered again, but this time, they didn't dare to make rash moves, they just looked at everything that happened in front of them in a daze.

That's what you want!

Quietly enjoying the shouts of the demon cultivators, Sheng Changzong tried to calm the shock of mana, while silently observing the group of cultivators in front of him.

After feeling that the mana in his body was already stable, Sheng Changzong slowly raised his hands and signaled to the demon cultivators.

At this time, the shouts of the mountain and tsunami gradually stopped.

Stuffing the rake in his hand back into his ears, Sheng Changzong walked towards this meditation camp step by step, and as Sheng Changzong advanced, all the meditation cultivators were as if agreed, and they followed back step by step, and there was no way to retreat.

At this time, Sheng Changzong also stopped just right, silently looked at the monks in front of him, and said, "Your masters have all been ambushed, do you still want to resist?"

As Sheng Changzong's words fell, the group of cultivators suddenly exploded as if they had exploded, and there was a lot of discussion.

After a while, suddenly a cultivator who looked like a leader stood up first, threw the magic weapon in his hand on the ground, bent down, straightened his knees, and bowed to the end. Said: "I'm willing to surrender!

As the words of this meditation fell, the rest of the meditation cultivators also threw down the magic weapons in their hands one after another, and learned to stand up for meditation, bowed to the end, and said in unison: "I am willing to surrender!

Looking at the meditation cultivation of more than a thousand people in front of him, Sheng Changzong suddenly beckoned behind him and shouted, "Mo Luo!"

"Big brother, what's the matter?"

Hearing Sheng Changzong's call, Mo Luo flashed to Sheng Changzong's side, clasped his hands into fists, and asked.

"Clean up the battlefield!"

Blinking at Mo Luo, Sheng Changzong said, then pointed to the meditation cultivator who had just taken the lead, and said in a loud voice: "Take me to find the group of monks who were locked up by you!"

"Order!"