The scorching white light made this huge bronze mirror look like the second scorching sun in the sky, and then it suddenly burst out. The condensed beams of brilliance struck straight down from a height of 100,000 feet. They swept across the sky and arrived instantly.
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Even with the spiritual cultivation of Wei Wang Yanxiu, he felt his eyes sting slightly at this moment. But what was more important at this moment was the chill rising in his heart. It took a lot of effort to suppress the coldness deep in his heart.
The instinctive fear that arose was the fear of this vast power.
The demonstration was a naked intimidation without concealment. Zhuang Wudao's purpose was to use this technique and the man's life to intimidate and warn everyone here.
Only a moment later, Yan Xiu saw that those gelatinous birds had completely melted and destroyed the nine-day magneto-optical meridian that descended from the sky.
——This major cultivator in the Tianyi cultivating world, who can at least enter the top forty, still failed to escape. The nine-day magneto-optical Ziwu method from the dust is famous all over the world, and it can hurt people hundreds of millions of miles away, but it seems like Zhuang Wu
Such majestic divine power has never been heard or seen in thousands of years.
In fact, it is not just the bird transformed by this Yuanshen monk. All living creatures in the surrounding area of a hundred miles have disappeared. The originally lush and dense jungle has completely turned into white ground, and no one knows what is needed.
How many years will it take to recover? There are also fires caused by the heat, which are also spreading in all directions. The entire land, even part of it, has turned into molten lava.
Fortunately, Zhuang Wudao did not want to cause too much damage to Nanlinhai that day. After executing the man, he immediately made a magic decision, and immediately there was raindrops falling from the sky, with more and more raindrops. After a while,
It turned into heavy rain again and began to extinguish the flames here.
Calling wind and rain was a common Taoist method, but Yan Xiu could not help but raise his eyebrows again. As far as he knew, the Lichen Sect was best at the three elements of fire, earth, thunder, and Taixu magic. Everything else was mediocre.
The thing I'm worst at is the water element.
However, today Zhuang Wudao summoned the rain with ease and ease.
According to Yan Chengwei, it was said that during the battle at Shiling Cave that day, Zhuang Wudao used his sword to control the road, and the people and the entire Zangxuan River became one. It seems that this is not a lie.
After finishing the finishing touches, Zhuang Wudao returned the 'Nine Hills Reflecting Mountain Mirror' to Yun Lingyue's hands.
Then he smiled half-heartedly and looked at somewhere in the crowd. Although he had been pulled away from the lock by Yuan Chen's killing technique just now, the words of the people up and down Xiaoshang Mountain were all heard. Especially among them.
The words spoken by this person are most harsh and unpleasant to listen to.
"Just now, my Taoist friend said something about retribution, and the results of the Assassination Demon Sect did not disappoint people?"
Everyone followed Zhuang Wudao's line of sight and saw that it was Ning Xuankong who was behind him. Many people could recognize it. That was Ning Ji, a golden elixir cultivator from the Ning family. He was ranked one hundred and seventy-seventh on the golden elixir list.
, is one of the golden elixir cultivators trained by the Ning family.
Those who can enter the top 300 on the Golden Elixir List can all have the hope of taking a further step forward and becoming a Yuanshen.
Ning Xuankong's face turned pale, and he wanted to come forward to save his clan brother, but he was forced by Zhuang Wudao's gaze and could not speak at all. His thoughts became even more oppressive and overbearing. It was as if he was being controlled by a desire to choose.
The beast that devours people stared at him, and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.
Ningji was suffocated, but now that the matter had come to this, although he regretted in his heart, he refused to bow his head to Zhuang Wudao and admit defeat in front of the public. He immediately sneered: "So what? You Lichen Sect, but
You’re so domineering, you can’t even let others say anything to you?”
"It's fine if fellow Taoist said so. I, the Lichen Sect, naturally can't help but let others speak——"
Zhuang Wudao's eyes suddenly turned cold, and then he raised the corners of his lips slightly: "It's just that this sentence of retribution does not feel good, but it makes me very interested. I want to see if I, Zhuang, will suffer retribution for my fellow Taoist in the future."
Na Ningji was stunned at first, a little confused about what he meant, but then he understood what Zhuang Wudao meant. His face suddenly changed, his blood faded, and he suddenly jumped up, trying to run away far away.
He didn't know why he did this. He knew clearly that Zhuang Wudao wanted to take his life, but it was just a matter of seconds and there was no way he could escape, so he did it instinctively.
Sure enough, he saw a shrill and sharp sword energy flashing around him, and then Ning Ji felt something was wrong again. Not only was his physical body at this moment, but also dozens of bodies were torn into pieces by the sword energy that passed by.
Duan, Ning Ji’s soul, was also divided into countless remaining pieces at this moment.
Seeing Ning Ji being dismembered on the spot, Ning Xuankong's face turned black, and his eyes were shocked and angry. He had long thought that Zhuang Wudao might be dissatisfied with Ning Ji, and he might have an attack on the spot.
But he never thought that Zhuang Wudao would kill Ning Ji on the spot in front of him, in front of 700,000 people in Xiaoshangshan.
This son actually didn't put the Ning family in his eyes at all.
"Zhuang Wudao——"
As soon as the voice came out, Ning Xuankong regained his composure: "I don't know what this means? I am a guest from afar, and I am here to attend the funeral of Master Jiefa. Is this how you, Lichen, treat your guests?"
"Since you are guests at the funeral, why do you make loud noises and speak ill in front of my master's soul? Brother Ning, are you here to play football with me, or are you here to pay homage to my master?
Zhuang Wudao didn't care. He just made a move as insignificant as killing an ant. His tone was casual and he asked sarcastically: "Since this guy still remembers what happened to Ning Zhen, I will send him down to meet Ning Zhen.
If you, the Ning family, are dissatisfied, you can always come to me and I will be waiting for you at any time. Speaking of which, does Brother Ning really want to be my enemy?"
Some people are born to be friends, and there is no need to show off. But some people, no matter how kind you are to them or how much you try to win them over, will never be friends and are born to be enemies. Just like Ning——
Therefore, he is really too lazy to deal with this hypocrisy. If Ning dares to get angry and seek revenge, then he will start a war.
The so-called third noble family in the world, why should they be afraid of Lichen at this time? This little golden elixir will be killed if he is killed.
"you"
Ning Xuankong's face turned red again, and he looked at Yan Chengwei and Yan Xiu for help.
After all, the Ning clan also belongs to the Great Ling lineage. The clan leader is granted the title of prince and vassal state. There are not many people who serve as ministers in the court.
However, these two people avoided his sight and had no intention of showing up. Yan Chengwei even sneered, his eyes full of ridicule. The implication was self-evident, this is your Ning family's business.
, has nothing to do with the Great Spirit.
Ning Xuankong's eyes suddenly darkened. He knew that the two of them would never help each other this time, which was also a warning to him. Recently, the Ning family and the Sansheng Sect have gotten too close, and they have formed a sect to respect themselves. This kind of attempt to play both sides,
The move to protect the family's property has long made the Daling Yan family extremely dissatisfied.
Zhuang Wudao was probably aware of this, so he dared to take action boldly, using Ning Ji's head to establish his authority. It seemed reckless, but in fact it was a careful calculation. He was so angry that he did not dare to say anything at this moment.
Say the word 'Yes'.
This statement shows that once the war breaks out in the Central Plains, the Ning family will definitely be the first family to be crushed and destroyed.
His eyes changed, and Ning Xuankong's face also changed from blue to white several times, and finally returned to his normal look, and his tone also returned to calmness.
"It doesn't matter, my brother has his own way to die. What he said is indeed inappropriate. This person's words do not represent my Ning family, and my family has no intention of being an enemy of Li Chen. What happened today is
My Ning family is not disciplined properly, it’s the first mistake.”
As he spoke, Ning Xuankong sighed slightly in his heart. Ning Ze thought that if Zhuang Wudao died, he would be in such danger that he would not be able to take care of himself and would not dare to offend the Ning family, so he could act unscrupulously.
But I'm afraid I have never thought that others would look at him like an ant. If Zhuang Wudao were still there, it would be easy to crush his golden elixir to death. If he died, he would be dead. Even Ning Xuankong, the whole
The Ning family is helpless and has no thoughts of revenge for the time being.
Just because this person is also beyond the ability of the Ning family to fight against.
However, in front of nearly a million people, this blood feud was forged to hurt Ning's face. It will not be resolved within hundreds of years.
If Li Chen's power is strong, the Ning family can only tolerate it, but if it is weak, the Ning family will definitely liquidate today if there is a chance.
——However, the seeds of this result had already been planted when the Ning family was threatened by Lichen in the Central Plains. Zhuang Wudao probably saw this, so Yu Jian first made the enemy and ourselves clear, so that it would be easier to deal with and deal with them.
He prefers family disputes.
Zhuang Wudao was also slightly surprised and looked at Ning Xuankong carefully in surprise. He retreated so decisively and gave up as soon as he could. This person was quite a character.
However, he had no intention of letting it go, and he didn't know how to write the words "enough is enough."
"Really? But I still remember what this person said, the Demon Thorn Sect has not disappointed anyone. This sentence has a profound meaning."
Zhuang Wudao's eyes were as cold as a sharp sword as he glanced at Ning Xuankong.
"What did Brother Ning know beforehand? This matter still needs to be explained to me. Where did it come from and what kind of information is it? If I don't explain it clearly, Mr. Zhuang will not let this matter go."
Behind Ning Xuankong, a lot of cold sweat broke out again. At this moment in my heart, I only hated myself for sewing Ning Ji's mouth shut before he died.
Even if Ning Ji was not dead, he still wished he could kill this clan brother with one sword.
Not enough success, more than enough failure
He just said this, but he had to answer it. Ning Xuankong was angry and depressed, but at this moment, even if the stalemate was delayed for a moment, it would be another moment of embarrassment. It would be better to solve it as soon as possible and completely remove the Ning family from this turmoil.