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"Elder Supreme, what should we do now?"
"Are we going to die?"
"Where is the master?"
"I don't want to die!"
Tens of thousands of Mang Cangshan disciples were clamoring, but unfortunately they only saw despair in Xuan Yuanzi's eyes.
brush!
The great power of the Xiantian Wuji Sect fell down, and his eyes swept across. At this moment, more and more disciples of Mangcang Mountain were arrested, dozens of Dharma figures were able to do it, and the only master of the Primordial Spirit of Mangcang Mountain was suppressed. Because, now Mangcang Mountain has no resistance at all.
The entire Mangcang Nine Peaks fell into despair, and an atmosphere of sadness permeated the air.
"Master Li, are you still not coming out?"
Just at this moment, the Primordial Spirit Da Neng of the Xiantian Wuji Sect suddenly yelled into a corner of the void, and after a while a figure emerged from the void, it was the magnificent Li Qingcheng.
At this moment, Li Qingcheng's white clothes fluttered like a fairy in the sky. He looked down, and the hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Mangcang Mountain Sect had all been captured.
Xuan Yuanzi stared at Li Qingcheng, wishing he could tear Li Qingcheng alive.
But Li Qingcheng, who descended from the sky the next moment, only glanced at him lightly, without any reaction, as if he didn't see the hatred in Xuan Yuanzi's eyes.
Something happened that made Xuan Yuanzi even more desperate and resentful. Li Qingcheng flicked his sleeves suddenly, and a dozen figures fell out. It was Xu Jingyang and a group of Mang Cangshan elders, all of whom were from the main hall of the Sword Gourd Palace.
At this moment, Xu Jingyang and others were all sealed in their cultivation bases. Li Qingcheng made a move. It was not difficult to take down these monks who did not achieve primordial spirits, it was very easy.
"Li Qingcheng, are you crazy! How dare you! How dare you collude with the Xiantian Wuji Sect and destroy my Mangcang Mountain! You are not afraid of spreading the word and ruining your reputation!"
Xu Jingyang no longer had the arrogance he had before. He looked remorseful and more fearful. He never imagined that Li Qingcheng would dare to make a move, and it would be a thunderous means to destroy the sect!
Li Qingcheng smiled lightly: "It won't spread. Mangcang Mountain was attacked by Netherworld Demon Sect and Da Xinghai jointly, so that it destroyed the sect. Presumably all the ancient sects in Xingyun Prefecture will accept this reason, don't you think?"
Seeing the smile on the corner of Li Qingcheng's mouth, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.
"Ling Xiao, let's do it!"
Li Qingcheng greeted, and Ye Lingxiao, who had already been boiling with killing intent, stretched out his hand, holding the scarlet sword in his hand.
"What do you want to do? No Headmaster Li, I was wrong. I shouldn't be obsessed with coveting the innate spirit stone veins, and I ask Headmaster Li to spare me. I swear, I swear that the entire Mangcang Mountain can become a sword gourd palace." The subordinate sects are for the sword gourd palace to drive!"
Sensing the killing intent erupting from Ye Lingxiao's body, Xu Jingyang's expression changed in shock, and he shouted hastily.
"Enough!" Xuan Yuanzi shouted suddenly, he looked at Xu Jingyang fiercely and shouted: "Xu Jingyang, it's useless even if you beg, you still don't understand, Li Qingcheng is trying to make an example of others, we shouldn't think about it Mangcang Mountain is hopeless, since he is going to die, why beg this kind of person!"
"Shut up, you are a majestic old man, you have enjoyed everything, and now your lifespan is coming to an end, and you don't have a few years to live, of course you don't care, I haven't lived enough, I haven't achieved Yuanshen, I haven't "
Puchi!
Without waiting for Xu Jingyang to finish speaking, Ye Lingxiao swung his sword down and chopped off his head, a gust of hot blood gushed out, and Xu Jingyang, head of Mangcang Mountain¡ªdead!
Roar!
After killing Xu Jingyang with a sword, Ye Lingxiao roared to the sky with a happy face, as if a huge obsession had disappeared.
What's even more weird is that after killing Xu Jingyang, Ye Lingxiao's coercion suddenly increased, and his cultivation level actually had a breakthrough, directly from the early stage of Jindan to the middle stage!
Seeing this scene, Li Qingcheng's eyes flashed, and he said coldly: "Ling Xiao, if you want to kill, you need to have a heart like a stone and be unparalleled in perseverance. The lives of hundreds of thousands of Mang Cangshan disciples are in your hands, and you decide!"
Hearing this, Ye Lingxiao's eyes showed wild excitement. He waved the divine sword in his hand, let the blood flow from the sword, and pointed the divine sword at the elders of Mangcang Mountain.
"You threatened me back then, did you ever think of today!"
Ye Lingxiao smiled ferociously, there was no kindness at all, and he didn't think that the reason he was able to survive that day was because of the luck of Mangcang Mountain. The elder who had no power to resist was cut into pieces, and blood flowed all over the floor!
"Ah??! "
"Help!"
"Forgive me!"
Seeing this cruel scene, hundreds of thousands of Mang Cangshan disciples were terrified to the extreme, and few of them remained unchanged.
In the world of practice, there are very few people who want to find a loyal body and are willing to die for the sect. The higher the cultivation level of the monks, the longer the life span, and the weaker the moral constraints of the world. Secular moral bondage?
As each monk's cultivation level increases, the more he will pursue freedom and freedom, so that he will not be bound by anything. It is impossible to simply use moral restraint.
Now that Mangcang Mountain is about to perish, hundreds of thousands of disciples have already had different thoughts, only thinking about how to save their lives. As for those who die generously, how many are there?
After killing all the elders of Mang Cangshan, Ye Lingxiao turned around suddenly, and stared at Xuan Yuanzi, whose eyes were like ice.
Seeing Xuan Yuanzi's captivating gaze, Ye Lingxiao twisted his smile, reached out and grabbed Xuan Yuanzi's neck, lifting him up.
"Old man, are you not convinced? Hahahaha, I won't kill you first, I know that watching hundreds of thousands of disciples die in front of you will make you more painful!"
Boom!
He threw Xuan Yuanzi aside and across from hundreds of thousands of Mang Cangshan disciples.
Xuan Yuanzi didn't say anything, he only hated that he didn't have the power to open the sky, and he couldn't let go of the boundless hatred in his heart!
He tried his best to agitate his dantian, trying to break free from the cage-like five-color seal in his dantian, but it didn't work at all. The cage seal was indestructible, as if the rules had manifested and could not be broken at all.
Even because Xuan Yuanzi hit the dantian seal with all his might, his five internal organs were injured, and the corners of his mouth kept bleeding, which stained his beard red.
What made him desperate was that at this moment, hundreds of thousands of Mang Cangshan disciples were all trembling, begging and begging, and even fell to their knees. As for those who dared to resist, there were none!
He could even see many disciples looking at him with resentful eyes, which clearly meant resentment, resentment that if it wasn't for his decision with Xu Jingyang, the current catastrophe would not have happened.
"This is the Mangcang Mountain that I have guarded all my life? Hahahaha!"
Xuan Yuanzi felt dizzy and buzzing in his forehead.
Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi!
On the other side, Ye Lingxiao looked at the disciples of Mangcang Mountain who were kneeling on the ground, and licked his lips. The sword rainbow erupted, and thousands of disciples died in an instant, in a terrible state of death!
Hundreds of thousands of Mang Cangshan disciples had no power to resist, and their cultivation bases were sealed. Where is Ye Lingxiao's opponent? After a while, his whole body was completely stained with blood and turned into a bloody man, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell to take revenge on the world. Plunging into the crowd, the Excalibur moved freely and horizontally, accompanied by screams and wailing all over the sky, the disciples of Mangcang Mountain fell down in pieces.
"It's a good seedling!"
The great power of the Xiantian Wuji Sect looked at it steadily, looking calm and calm, and even praised him.
As the branch elder of the Xiantian Wuji Sect, he has experienced scenes ten times and a hundred times more tragic than the one in front of him, and he shows no signs of embarrassment. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com