122 Kill the disciples of the sect
Feng Qingyang smiled, although the price paid was very high, he was still very happy, this time he killed so many elite disciples in one fell swoop, he was afraid that the entire cultivation world would be chaotic.
"The more chaotic the better!"
He lay on the edge of the pit, his face pale, his seven orifices stained with blood, and he was so weak that he couldn't even move his fingers.
His eyes rolled and looked in all directions, only to see countless people from the Ice Palace Alliance staggering on the edge, all of them were wolves, but their eyes were full of essence, and- and a kind of fanaticism!
The final blow of the 'Bagua Killing Array' is only afraid that it will catch up with the peak of the Jindan Great Power Realm of the Ancient Giant, and only with such coercion can the two thousand sect disciples in the Great Array be killed in one fell swoop!
That coercion made Feng Qingyang feel palpitations when he thought about it now, and he was glad that he persevered, if he didn't hold it at the last moment, he was afraid that the backlash of the big array would let him go to see Hades in an instant!
"Lu Xun, Lu Xun......"
Feng Qingyang weakly turned his head to look at the big crater in the surrounding valley, and a smile appeared on his face.
"You think you're 'Lu Xun' who knows the Eight Formations - I'm not Zhuge Liang, and I'll still kill you in the big array!"
'Whoa!' But at this moment, there was a loud bang in the pit, and then I saw a man with a face covered in blood shot out of it, he was in tatters, and he felt like he was falling at any time when he floated in the air!
I saw him give Feng Qingyang a fierce look, and then took out a golden jade slip from the ring in his arms.
"Red Devils...... Our city lord beckons relatives to see you!"
After saying that, he crushed the jade slip, and a golden arch appeared in the void, and then he stepped in!
I don't know what Jade Jane is, but I can forcibly open this void.
"The first defeat at my hands, then there will definitely be a second time!"
Feng Qingyang's face was extremely ugly, he thought that he had completely killed Lu Xun, but what he didn't expect was that he was still alive, but he was afraid that there would be some magic weapon to save his life.
The people around the big array also watched Lu Xun cross through the golden arch, and originally wanted to stop him, but they all had more than enough strength to do so.
The domineering aspect of the 'Gossip Killing Array' simply sucked them into human beings, and seeing Lu Xun staggering away, he was helpless.
Now they are weak, but they are more weak than ever, and any mortal can cut off his head with a knife.
What made them depressed was that they originally thought that killing these two thousand monks would definitely make a lot of money, but who knew that the big array was too fierce, and they directly blasted it into slag, and they wanted to cry without tears!
After a long time passed like this, Feng Qingyang finally recovered a little bit of his body, struggled to get up from the ground, walked to the big pit in the valley, looked down, and suddenly gasped.
This pit is bottomless, and there is still the turbulence of this riot energy in it.
"Is this Lu Xun so tough?" Feng Qingyang muttered to himself, secretly clenching his fists. It's a good thing to have a strong rival, but a good thing can also turn into a bad thing.
Fierce opponents can spur themselves to keep rising, but bad things will bring endless trouble to themselves.
Shaking his head, even if Lu Xun doesn't die, I'm afraid that he will blow off his hole cards, even if Feng Qingyang meets him on the field after the city lord recruits his relatives, then he is not afraid, after all, there is still a moon bow.
"If I can't kill you, I'll shoot you!"
He staggered to Zhang Kui's position, only to see Zhang Kui falling to the ground on all fours, looking at the wind that came over, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
They weren't zombies, and they didn't have the power of a perverted body like Feng Qingyang, so they suddenly fell into a period of weakness after their mana was drained.
"Your magic weapon!" Feng Qing raised his hand and took out a small flag full of holes, which was Zhang Kui's treasure - the blood refining flag!
"Red Devil, I, Zhang Kui, have been planted in your hands. He said helplessly.
Feng Qingyang also smiled, and as soon as his hand was loosened, the blood refining banner suddenly fell on Zhang Kui's face.
"I'll go see how the others are!"
As he spoke, he walked along the edge of the big pit with his tired body, the valley around the valley was not big, but it was the size of a large football field, and it took him more than half an hour to complete a circle.
Everywhere he passed, he saw the people of the alliance looking at him with a wry smile.
Now they can be described as poor and white, without a single spirit stone on their bodies, but they can't even recover in this mysterious audition battlefield.
Fortunately, the fluctuations here were too great before, and the scattered cultivators where the guide zhì Fangyuan area was located did not dare to come and check it out.
Otherwise, these 1,000 people plus the wind and the clear air will all be lost here.
"Do you regret it?"
The wind cleared and climbed up a high and low in the valley around him, and shouted at the great god below.
"No regrets!"
The valley is secluded, and the echoes resound through the world, and the aftermath is endless.
Feng Qingyang's heart was agitated, although this big array failed to kill Lu Xun, but it also killed two thousand early foundation building monks in one fell swoop.
What a huge number, the Maoshan Zhengtian Sect had lost a hundred early stage disciples in the Zombie King Cave Mansion last time, and its vitality was greatly damaged.
One can imagine how much of a sensation this one-time death would cause in the cultivation realm.
And Feng Qingyang's killing of so many sect disciples in one fell swoop also frightened someone in the dark.
This audition battlefield was originally a conspiracy, a conspiracy against loose cultivation.
There were about 4,000 scattered cultivators who entered the formation, all of whom were scattered in all corners of the cultivation realm.
Originally, he planned to concentrate all of them here, but who knew that he would burst out halfway, and he not only united the previous scattered cultivators to form an alliance, but also killed two thousand sect disciples in one fell swoop.
Castle Lord's Mansion Secret Chamber......
The tall figure loomed in the chaos, raising his hands and feet with an inexplicable charm, as if his every move was secretly in line with the will of heaven.
"Castle Lord...... The Moon Golden Wheel is about to be repaired, but the problem is ......."
"The question is that are we in trouble?" replied the Chaos Clock, the figure in a calm tone, unable to hear a single fluctuation.
It seems that the 2,000 monks who died in the early stage of foundation building were just ants.
"But...... If the news leaks out, I'm afraid we won't be able to explain it!"
"Hmph...... Is this seat still afraid of those old horsemen?"
The figure in the chaos said angrily, and with his anger, the air in the secret room suddenly became cold, as if the heavens and the earth were about to collapse.
"Yes...... Be...... I'm overthinking......"
"Good Student Monitoring Audition Battlefield...... That zombie is interesting!" After saying that, it disappeared into the darkness.
"Castle Lord...... Although I admire you...... But I don't want you to get involved in Guiyuan City......" A thin old man on the ground slowly raised his head, revealing a face full of vicissitudes, only to see that his eyes were extremely firm, and a pair of pupils that originally looked dim suddenly flashed.
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