Large mouthfuls of blood spat out from the mouth of the Shengwu Sect ancestor.
His clothes were in tatters and he was covered in blood.
His face was pale and his expression was ferocious and painful.
He was curled up and lying on the ground, his whole body trembling slightly.
And his appearance can no longer maintain the same appearance as before when he was in his thirties.
He turned directly into a bad old man with wrinkles on his face and ugly facial features.
Only those eyes could still manage to keep calm.
Staring at Wu Yun, calm but full of shock and disbelief.
Of course, there are regrets.
Probably, he was thinking about what if he pretended not to know anything at the beginning.
Continue to retreat in the underground palace of Sheng Wuzong.
If he turns a deaf ear to the outside world, then he will not need to die.
But no matter what, the result is already determined.
Wu Yun was also looking at him.
But what Wu Yun paid attention to was not his eyes.
But his appearance.
At this moment, Wu Yun finally understood why this old monster, who had lived for hundreds of years, wanted to practice that bullshit beauty-preserving technique.
Really ugly.
too ugly.
Moreover, what he has cultivated is probably not just the beauty-preserving technique. The beauty function is also extremely powerful.
"Rare, spare, spare..." Suddenly, the ancestor of Shengwuzong, who was curled up on the ground and shaking violently due to pain, tried his best to open his mouth and wanted to say something.
However, he didn't say anything.
Maybe it was because he couldn't tell, but maybe it was because he knew that in his current state, even if Wu Yun didn't kill him, he wouldn't be able to survive.
There is no point in saying anything! But the sudden voice he made was equivalent to a death warrant for Wu Yun.
He took a few steps forward and chopped down the killing sword in his hand.
There was a crash.
Directly cut off the head of the Shengwuzong ancestor.
Kicked away.
A generation of strong men, the ancestor of the Shengwuzong who had lived for hundreds of years, died just like that.
Of course, Wu Yun did not leave just yet.
He bent down and took off the storage ring worn by the ancestor of Shengwuzong from his finger.
I thought to myself, this old monster must have a lot of good things in his storage ring.
But the result made Wu Yun very disappointed.
This old guy probably had been in seclusion for too long and had just come out of seclusion. Not to mention that his storage ring was empty, but it had the same meaning.
"Damn, is this old bastard so poor?"
Wu Yun spat and threw the storage ring away.
Of course, Wu Yun was not prepared to stay here any longer.
After all, his original purpose was not just revenge.
After taking revenge, you still have to go to Shengwuzong to plunder.
There is nothing in this storage ring belonging to the ancestor of the Shengwu Sect.
But there are definitely a lot of good things in Sheng Wuzong's treasure house.
Although his cultivation method is different from Tianlongxing.
And he may not be able to use the treasures collected by Sheng Wuzong.
However, no matter what the method of cultivation is, it will ultimately lead to the same goal.
There is always something that can be used.
For Wu Yun, who needs to improve his strength the most now, he will not miss any opportunity to obtain treasures.
Inevitably, the next stop is to return to Shengwuzong.
But before leaving, Wu Yun also intentionally paid attention to his surroundings.
Calculating, if those people from Sheng Wuzong behind are really chasing after them, they should be there soon.
And this is actually true.
He could already vaguely notice it.
In the distance ahead and to the left, there is a mighty force of cultivation heading towards this place.
There are a lot of people.
Inevitably, they were the Shengwuzong disciples who were chasing after them.
"hehe!"
Wu Yun smiled indifferently, but did not stop. He flew up and dived into the clouds under the sky.
Conceal the breath and hide it.
He did not leave, intending to stay and see how these Shengwu Sect disciples would react when they saw the body of their ancestor.
Moreover, while hiding, he deliberately left a trace of aura next to the body of the ancestor of Shengwuzong.
In this case, those Shengwuzong disciples who rushed over would not get lost and lose their place.
As for the rest, Wu Yun is not worried.
These people didn't arrive until now, so they wouldn't know about his use of the sacred weapon.
as expected.
Soon, the mighty and roaring large number of people arrived.
Looking for Wu Yun's aura, they quickly found the battlefield.
I also soon saw the body of the Shengwuzong ancestor.
At first, they didn't dare to recognize each other.
After all, the head of the Shengwuzong ancestor had been kicked off by Wu Yun.
But there are too many symbols on this corpse that can prove his identity.
"Ancestor, Ancestor, you are dead, how could you die..." First there was a wailing cry that cried to the heavens and the earth.
Although everyone knew that their ancestor was killed by Wu Yun, no one said anything like seeking revenge against Wu Yun.
The next scene made Wu Yun even more amazed.
I saw these people scattering in all directions one after another.
He had no intention of returning to Sheng Wuzong at all.
Did it dissolve on its own?
However, when I think about it, I feel relieved.
The sect leader was seriously injured and no one knows where he went.
Of the four destiny elders, two are dead and two are stupid.
The ancestor who had just come out of seclusion was killed again.
Under such circumstances, does it still make sense for their Shengwu Sect to disperse?
After these people completely dispersed, Wu Yun shook his head and smiled.
For some reason, the actions of these Shengwuzong disciples always made him feel ridiculous.
But he didn't stay any longer.
He turned around and flew towards where Sheng Wuzong was.
Soon, Sheng Wuzong arrived.
The martial arts arena was empty except for corpses.
After all, everyone who deserves to leave is gone, everyone who deserves to die is dead, where is anyone left?
"Um?"
Suddenly, Wu Yun's pupils shrank slightly.
He was wrong. Not all of them were corpses, but a few were still alive.