Chapter 280: The Sorrow of the Ants
The Yin Bone Elder savored it and devoured the flesh and blood of thousands of people in one go, as if he had just eaten a plate of hors d'oeuvres.
"The elder is really advanced in cultivation, and his magic skills are invincible!"
The Blood Demon Daoist patted his ass flatteringly, but after the Yin Bone Elder's eyes swept over, he was instantly frightened and trembled.
"Who is so bold as to dare to be wild and reckless in my Spirit Sword Sect!"
An angry roar rang out.
The head Liu Zhengyang took more than a dozen elders of the Spirit Sword Sect to kill them in a rage.
No matter how small the Spirit Sword Sect is, it is also a sect of immortal cultivation that has stood in this place for hundreds of years, and it is deeply rooted, and it is the emperor of the soil in this area.
Now, the Spirit Sword Sect has been invaded in broad daylight and has broken through the city protection array, which is simply riding on his Liu Zhengyang's neck to and pee!
"Blood Demon Dao Man, do you actually dare to come to my Spirit Sword Sect, do you want to die?" Liu Zhengyang was obviously slightly stunned when he saw the Blood Demon Dao Man.
However, he immediately appeared, and there was only one Blood Demon Dao and another black-robed person with unknown identity in front of him, and his courage immediately increased.
"Looking for death? That's right, I'm here to find death today. Today, I'm not only looking for death, I'm also going to send you to death, to send you to death!" the Blood Demon Daoist said coldly.
"Blood Demon Elder Dao, you've come just in time. Don't worry, I'll send you on your way right away to avenge my son's revenge!" Elder Gu Yang said through gritted teeth.
The green poison boy is dead, it is impossible for him to find a dead man to take revenge, and that 6 Zheng has become an enshrined elder, and his status and strength are above him, and it is impossible to take revenge.
Now, the only thing that could make Elder Gu Yang vent his resentment in his heart was the Blood Demon Dao person in front of him.
Syllable!
A white bone claw fell from the sky, instantly blasting Elder Gu Yang down from mid-air.
In the dull sound, Elder Gu Yang's whole person was deeply trapped on the cliff wall of a mountain peak, and he smashed out a human-shaped pit more than twenty zhang deep.
"Noise!"
Elder Yin Bone took out a white cloth and carefully wiped his palm. Then, he frowned, as if he was dirty, and casually burned the white cloth into nothingness.
Silent!
After seeing this scene, none of the more than a dozen elders of the Spirit Sword Sect dared to speak up, let alone go up to avenge Elder Guyang.
That's an elder in the middle stage of the Yudan, just a face, I'm afraid that he hasn't even seen the appearance of the opponent clearly, and Elder Guyang was directly slapped to death.
This kind of strength has reached an almost terrifying realm, making these dozen elders in the Dan Stage extremely frightened, neither daring to attack, nor daring to turn around and flee for their lives.
They are like a group of petrified statues, motionless in mid-air, and even swallowing saliva have become very careful, for fear that any movement may lead to death.
"I am Liu Zhengyang, the head of the Spirit Sword Sect, if there is anything about the Spirit Sword Sect that offends the seniors, please inform the seniors, and I, Liu Zhengyang, will personally apologize, and I will definitely make the seniors all over the ground. ”
Liu Zhengyang said in a very humble tone.
In the face of absolute strength, he can only choose to surrender.
Otherwise, Elder Gu Yang's tragedy would be repeated again.
Shameless, you can die!
In the cruel world of cultivating immortals, face and dignity are things that only the strong can have. And the humble weak can only prostrate at the feet of the strong and survive in secret.
"You want to live?" asked the Yin Bone Elder with a playful smile.
Liu Zhengyang's face was ugly, and he nodded helplessly.
The black-robed man in front of him, since he was able to slap the Gu Yang Elder in the middle stage of the Jiedan, I am afraid that he would not waste too much strength to kill him, the late stage of the Jiedan.
The entire Spirit Sword Sect looked fragile in front of the black-robed man, just a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered, which could be slaughtered at will.
"Kneeling down, Elder ******* Bone stretched out a foot, the tip of his boot cocked arrogantly, and said slowly.
In front of all the high-ranking members of the Spirit Sword Sect, let Liu Zhengyang, who is the head of the sect, kneel down and lick one of his boots, what a cruel humiliation?
Even if Liu Zhengyang can survive, will he still be the head of the Spirit Sword Sect in the future?
How can a sect that even kneels and licks its boots for people, how can it continue to survive?
Liu Zhengyang's brows suddenly turned into pimples.
If he does not kneel, he will die, and all the elders will die.
Maybe even the entire Spirit Sword Sect and the entire people of Liuyun City will be buried together!
But if he knelt down and licked the black-robed man's boots, where would he lose face?
What other face does he have, to be the head of the Spirit Sword Sect, to lead the sect, and to face the ancestors of the Spirit Sword Sect?
Not only will his Liu Zhengyang's face be wiped out, but the entire Liu family and the entire Spirit Sword Sect will also have no place in the immortal cultivation world from now on, and will become the laughing stock of everyone.
"Hahaha...... It is worthy of the Yin Bone senior, this method is really clever, it is really too clever, the villain is ashamed of himself!" The Blood Demon Daoist laughed wildly.
Being able to see the head of the dignified Spirit Sword Sect kneeling down and licking his boots in front of him was something he never dreamed of!
"Yin Bone, dare to ask the seniors, but the Yin Bone Elder of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace?"
Hearing these two words, Liu Zhengyang's pupils suddenly constricted, and he asked in shock.
"If it's not this seat, who could it be?" said the Yin Bone Elder with a sneer.
After confirming the identity of the black-robed man, the last glimmer of hope in Liu Zhengyang's eyes was completely shattered.
Hall of Ten Thousand Demons!
Elder Yin Bone!
Liu Zhengyang didn't even have to think about it, he knew that the black-robed man in front of him must be a small giant through the ages who had stepped into the Jindan period, and even if he gathered the power of the entire Spirit Sword Sect, it would be difficult to contend with it.
"Alas!"
He sighed faintly, grabbed his knees with both hands, and began to bend slowly.
In front of a strong man in the Jindan period, the only thing Liu Zhengyang can do is to beg for mercy and beg for mercy by all means!
In the face of the strength gap that is difficult to make up, the Spirit Sword Sect has no hope!
"Daddy, don't!"
A terrible cry sounded, and Liu Ruoyi, who was dressed in green, rushed over with rain.
She really couldn't watch her father throw away all his dignity in front of others and kneel down and beg for mercy.
"Ruoyi, you, you let me go! Get out, get out of here!"
Seeing his baby daughter rushing over, Liu Zhengyang's eyes were red with anger, and he wanted to slap her out.
"Yo, I didn't expect you to be a waste, and you have a daughter who looks like a water spirit?"
Elder Yin Bone laughed meaningfully, as if he was thinking of a more interesting way to play, so that this group of humble ants could make him happy for a while.
(End of chapter)