There are constant visions of voids.

Thunder and lightning, storm and storm.

The air in the world of cultivation is filled with a strong smell of blood, and the sound of howling is spreading thousands of miles away.

The disciples of the Fang family were in a tragic situation in their fifties and cheered.

A smile appeared on Lu Yi and Lu Wushuang's faces.

"It's finally solved." Huang Wu took a breath, looked up at the ancestor of the Fang family standing in the void, and said, "The Saint King is indeed terrifying."

Lu Luo said: "I believe that Mr. Lu can become the saint king one day."

"I really know how to talk." Lu Yi laughed.

"Strange, everyone has been killed, why did the ancestor stand still!" Luluo continued.

Lu Yi looked up and there was also doubt on his face.

At this moment, the ancestor of the Fang family stretched out his palm and sucked hard at the void. Suddenly, a figure was washed out by him from the darkness of the void.

"thump!"

Qiongqi knelt in front of the ancestor of the Fang family, trembled all over, begging for mercy, "Old ancestor, please spare my life."

"If I had known this, why should I have been there?" After Old Ancestor Fang finished speaking, he pressed his palm on Qiongqi's heavenly spirit cover. In an instant, Qiongqi's screams spread throughout the void.

After three seconds, the ancestor of the Fang family took back his hand. He did not kill Qiongqi, but just destroyed Qiongqi.

"Listen, clean up the battlefield, appease the people, and rebuild your home." The ancestor of the Fang family gave an order, then carried Qiongqi, tear open the void, and disappeared.

"What did the ancestor go? You should go to Kuzhuzhai?" Huang Wu asked in surprise.

Lu Yi and Lu Wushuang exchanged a look, and there was concern in their eyes.

Blood rain spills all over the sky.

The saints fell, as if the way of heaven was crying for them.

That night, many big figures who were in seclusion were alarmed.

Sword Temple.

The Sword God opened his eyes, and the sword light flashed in his eyes. After a while, he smiled and said, "The ancestor of the Fang family took that step, and Kuzhuzhai was completely defeated this time."

The ancestor Lingkong came over again and asked respectfully: "Sir Sword God, since the ancestor of the Fang family has taken that step, do we want to take action?"

"No." The sword god seemed to be sure to win and said, "I just hope that there will be a few more saints in the cultivation world, so that they can fight to the death, and finally we will take action."

"yes!"

"Also, let me continue to instruct my disciples to concentrate on their practice in the near future and do not participate in anything that has nothing to do with cultivation."

"Okay." The ancestor Lingkong bowed and bowed and retreated.

Tiansha Sect.

Ren Xiaoyao hurriedly pushed open a door.

“Master, it’s not good…”

"Who asked you to come in? Get out." The old man in black robe put his hands on a pair of boys. Seeing the originally five or six-year-old children aging in an instant, they finally turned into a mummy. The essence of the child's life was sucked into the body by the old man in black robe.

There is a pool next to it, with hundreds of child corpses lying inside.

Ren Xiaoyao gritted his teeth and continued, "Master, something big happened."

boom!

The old man in black robe waved his left sleeve, and a powerful force rushed over to his face, knocking Ren Xiaoyao out, and said unhappily: "I said, I will not allow anyone to disturb me when I practice martial arts. Do you want to die?"

Ren Xiaoyao immediately knelt outside the door and said anxiously: "The situation is urgent. I hope Master will atone for his sins. A saint in the world of cultivation will die."

"Is that saint dead?" the old man in black robe asked calmly.

"The soul lamp of the third elder is gone, I'm afraid Zhongzhou..."

Before Ren Xiaoyao finished speaking, the old man in black robe appeared in front of him, his eyes as sharp as a blade, and was very horrifying. He shouted: "What did you say just now? The soul lamp of the third elder is gone?"

The huge pressure almost made Ren Xiaoyao breathless.

"Yes. The soul lamp of the third elder is gone." Ren Xiaoyao gritted his teeth and continued: "The blood rains are constantly falling from the sky. It seems that more than the third elder is dead."

"Is the old man in the Fang family dead?"

"It's not clear yet, but I've sent the order. Once I have the news, I'll be delivered as soon as possible."

"Okay." The old man in black robe pondered for a moment and said, "Xiaoyao, I will pass on my decree. From today on, all disciples above the Longmen Realm should practice behind closed doors and not be allowed to leave the customs unless they are promoted."

"yes!"

"You go first!" The old man in black robe waved his hand.

Ren Xiaoyao retreated.

"I just hope that the old man in the Fang family will die, otherwise things will be in trouble." The old man in black robe murmured after a long time, then turned around and walked into the practice room.

Millions of miles away.

Kuzhuzhai.

The great elder who was originally sitting on the Grand Master's chair could no longer sit still.

A face full of horror.

"Master, another saint has fallen. Could it be the Seventh Master and the others..."

Before Qi Tian finished speaking, the great elder said, "Come with me."

After saying that, he took Qi Tian into the ancestral hall of Kuzhuzhai.

In the ancestral hall, there is a lampstand. On the stage, there are five lights on, and the three lights next to them have completely turned off.

This is the soul lamp.

Only the living saints will have the soul lamp on.

Obviously, three saints have died.

"Lao Qi, Lao Ba, Lao Jiu..." The elder was shocked and angry, his body trembled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Master!" Qi Tian hurried forward and helped the elder sit down.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault. If it weren't for me, Lao Qi and the others wouldn't have died." The elder regretted it. This time, not only did he not take down Zhongzhou, but also eliminated the ancestor of the Fang family, but he also took the lives of three saints, and lost his wife and soldiers.

"puff!"

The elder spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Master, Uncle Seventh Master and the others have already gone. Don't be too sad. The sect still needs you now." Qi Tian advised.

Although he said so, he was also very frightened.

All three saints were dead, and Kuzhuzhai suffered heavy losses. I just don’t know what the situation in Zhongzhou is now?

"Before the head sect went into seclusion, he handed me over the sect's affairs to me. You said the head sect had come out of seclusion, how should I explain it to him?"

The elder seemed to have grown up a thousand years in an instant, with wrinkles and ravines on his face, and he said with regret: "Three saints, dozens of sages in the realm of God, and so many disciples in the realm of the Dragon Gate Realm who were killed by Lu Wushuang and Lu Yi. We, Kuzhuzhai, accumulated a hundred years of power and disappeared in an instant. I am a sinner of the sect!"

The Great Elder cried bitterly and beat his knees, regretting it to the extreme.

Qi Tian felt uncomfortable and continued to persuade: "Master, no matter what, you must take care of your health. Before the leader comes out of seclusion, you are the pillar of the sect. If you fall down, the sect will be finished."

"Yes, you're right, I can't fall down." The elder gritted his teeth, stood up, and said, "As long as I'm still alive, the sky will not fall."

"Master, what I am worried about now is, what if the Fang family comes to ask for punishment?" Qi Tian looked worried.

"Lao Qi and the others are all dead, the Fang family shouldn't come to cause trouble..."

Before the Great Elder could finish his words, a disciple of the Tongshen Realm hurriedly ran up and said, "Great Elder, it's not good. The ancestor of the Fang family came to ask for guilt."

What!

The elder shook his body and fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!