Chapter 715: The Calculations of the Six Underworld Sects (Page 1/1)

At this moment, not only the people of the Lanxue Sect were afraid, but the monks of the Six Netherworld Sects couldn't help but gasp and feel cowardly.

"Ahem, you... What kind of magic weapon are you, terrifying. ”

"The water family is finished... Haha, Lan Xue Sect is also completely finished. "The aura around Shui Yankong's body fluctuated, the aura of decay became more and more intense, and the fire of life was about to be extinguished.

Wang An vaguely felt that the fire of life in Shui Yankong seemed to be weakening rapidly, which was a sign that Shouyuan was exhausted.

Shui Yankong had stopped burning Shouyuan at this time, his head was full of white hair, and he was covered in blood, embarrassed.

"Hmph, I don't know if Lan Xue Sect is finished, but you must die today!" Wang An once again urged the Ancestral Witch Chaos Technique, danced the Pangu Axe, and pounced towards Shui Yankong.

As a monk who had transformed into a god, Shui Yankong hated Wang An to the core, and he didn't want this kind of enemy to survive.

An axe splits out, the axe shadow overlaps, the rhyme is vertical and horizontal, the golden light is thousands, and a huge force swept through, the limit is invincible, and there is a burst of slaughter in the heaven and earth.

"Boom!"

Shui Yankong did not dodge, his hands formed a magical power, and the law was agitated, and he slammed into the Pangu Axe fiercely.

The void was shattered, the aura was rolling, the laws were intertwined and surging, and in the chaos, Wang An actually saw a strange smile on Shui Yankong's face.

"Oh, that's not right!"

At this time, Wang An realized that Shui Yankong had come to his three feet away.

White hair fluttered in the wind, and murderous energy rolled all over his body.

"Hehe, little ghost, slaughter so many god-transforming cultivators of my Shui family, go and die!"

Shui Yankong's body flashed, and he came directly to Wang An, and a tyrannical aura erupted from Shui Yankong's body, like a volcanic eruption.

"You... It turned out that Yuan Ying blew himself up!"

Wang An's expression changed, and he finally knew what Shui Yankong was going to do, it turned out that he wanted to pull himself to the end.

"Boom!"

In the limelight, Shui Yankong's whole person exploded, and a mighty force erupted from it, rolling like a torrent, endlessly.

A vacuum suddenly formed around the void, and the space continued to shatter.

A huge mushroom cloud rose up, and the waves of qi shot in all directions, completely drowning in the rolling aura together with Wang An.

The mighty waves of qi swept in all directions, and everyone felt a huge force rushing towards them.

Xiao Ruoli and Pan Jingchen both lost their faces and flew towards the ground where Shui Yankong exploded.

I saw that the power of the surrounding space was raging, and there was chaos, and I didn't see Wang An's figure, as if he had disappeared out of thin air.

"Ancestor, you can't leave us!"

"Senior brother, don't!"

At the moment when Shui Yan Kong Yuanying exploded, all the monks of the Shui family saw it, and suddenly the chickens and dogs jumped, and they wailed miserably.

A cultivator of the twelfth layer of the gods, no matter how low his cultivation is, has a pivotal role for a sect or family, at this moment, Shui Yankong actually chose to blow himself up, and everyone felt a kind of despair that the sky had fallen.

However, at this time, some people knew that things were out of control and fled the scene one after another.

Immediately afterwards, the disheartened Lanxue Sect, many monks began to flee in all directions.

When the catastrophe came, they flew separately, and at this moment, whether it was the outer disciple or the inner core disciple, all began to escape.

"Hmph, don't let them run away, especially those Avatar Cultivators, all of them have been killed, lest the Lan Xue Sect have a chance to make a comeback!" At this time, Yu Wenlong, who had been watching coldly, suddenly said to the Avatar Cultivators of the Six Netherworld Sect.

"Brother Yuwen, what about those little ghosts?" Feng Wuxian put away the folding fan with a snap, glanced at Xiao Ruoli and the two, and his face was cloudy.

"Hmph, ignore them for now, and take advantage of the fact that the Lanxue Sect is leaderless now, and try to weaken their strength as much as possible. Yu Wenlong's eyes flashed, with a hint of ruthlessness on his face, and he said coldly.

This move can not be described as not vicious, even if the Six Underworld Sect cannot take over the Lanxue Sect in the future, I am afraid that after this battle, I will no longer be able to compete with the Six Underworld Sect.

In fact, at the beginning, Yu Wenlong didn't have the idea of killing, but after seeing Wang An and a few people, he felt a potential threat in the dark.

After Yuwen Long finished speaking, his body was light, and he flew out first, and hit a monk in the early stage of transformation with a divine power.

The rest of the monks of the Six Netherworld Sect had their eyes flickering, and they also flew out.

These people don't care what kind of cultivators they cultivate, a spell falls, and countless disciples turn into powder, Yuan Ying, Jin Dan, and even the monks who build the foundation and refine qi, all of them are shattered by the spell.

Every move of the gods, the laws roll, and no one can resist them.

"Help!"

"What a terrifying god-transforming monk! It's over, and the Lanxue Sect is completely finished. ”

"Run, get out of here!"

Countless monks were wailing and crying, and in the blink of an eye, the Lan Xue Sect turned into a human purgatory, with rivers of blood flowing on the ground, and a bloody breath that made people vomit in the air.

"Whoosh!"

At this time, there was a surge in the space outside the hundred zhang away from Shui Yankong's self-explosion, and Wang An flew out of the space with a gloomy face.

It's a long story, but it just takes a few breaths.

However, at this moment, most of the monks of the Lanxue Sect had already been slaughtered.

The monks of the Six Netherworld Sects seemed to have killed their eyes, and each of them was surrounded by a thick blood.

"Stop, Six Underworld Sects, Wang is here, you dare to wantonly slaughter the disciples of the Lanxue Sect and seek death!" Wang An saw the scene in front of him, and he was furious and roared angrily.

"Yuwen Michiyu ....." Feng Wuxie's body stagnated, glanced at Yuwenlong, and stopped talking.

After Wang An roared, most of the monks stopped fighting, but there was still a small group of people who seemed to be red-eyed and were still chasing the monks of the Lanxue Sect.

"Die!"

Wang An's body flashed, wielding the Pangu axe, and shot out.

"Boom, boom!"

The three axes fell, and the three gods of the Six Underworld Sects had no power to resist, and were directly killed by Wang An, and the Yuan Ying was turned into powder.

At this moment, the face of the Transformation Cultivator of the Six Netherworld Sect changed greatly, and he finally stopped fighting, staring at Wang An and the three of them with an angry face, and his murderous aura was surging.

"Hmph, little ghost, you are looking for revenge from the Shui family, you and I didn't want to do it, but you just want to die, then you can't blame us!" Yu Wenlong's eyes flashed, staring at Wang An and said fiercely.

Almost at the same time, the ten late-stage cultivators of the Six Underworld Sect seemed to have already discussed it, and directly surrounded Wang An and the three of them.

"Boom!"

The power of the laws was vertical and horizontal, the coercion was rolling, and the mighty spiritual pressure made Wang An and the three of them almost suffocate.

At this moment, all the monks of the Six Netherworld Sect shrouded the spiritual pressure on Wang An and the three of them, and they did not hide the killing intent in their hearts at all.

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