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Chapter 1254

Chapter 1254

"Junior brother is already like this, I..."

"Hahaha, you are not worthy of being a human being just living in this world."

He stepped out and went straight to the sixth peak and said: "I, Du Qirui, am not worthy of the Great Elder of Kunlun."

The trembling voice echoed in Jiufeng.

The choking cries spread out in circles.

Ji Xuanqing smiled without saying a word and used his secret technique to open the Demon Killing Pond.

The catastrophe bell rings, heavy and sad.

After Du Qirui descended into the abyss and no one could be seen anymore, the faint smile on Ji Xuanqing's lips gradually faded away.

He straightened his back, regained the magnanimity and majesty that a headmaster should have, and said: "The Thirty-Six Swords of Kunlun obey orders..."

"Accompany me to slay demons."

Above the main hall, thirty-six black shadows flew down one after another.

Wearing thick masks, they all knelt down in the tunnel and said, "Disciple, take orders."

Ji Xuanqing flew into the air and raised his right hand.

Thirty-six candles were scattered in all directions, surrounding him.

It ignites spontaneously without fire and is not disturbed by cold wind.

He sat down cross-legged, holding the Kunlun treasure, the Qiankun Seal, and said: "Ji Qingchi, fifteen years ago, my junior brother Xinglan wiped out the Xuanmen with one sword, killing everyone in all directions."

"The lessons learned from the past are clear to me, and you have always done your duty honestly and never messed with me, Kunlun."

"Just because Meng Bailou is not dead, just because those two bastards faked their deaths and escaped."

"You, your eager heart, your wolfish ambition, can no longer be restrained."

"My precious disciple, I have never scolded her even once since the day I took her up the mountain. I couldn't bear to punish her even once."

"Everyone knows that I, Ji Xuanqing, have a daughter, a little princess from Kunlun."

"But do you know that deep in my heart, Mr. Ji, Lingxi's position cannot be replaced by anyone."

"She is my disciple and my future in Kunlun."

"He is the pride of my life, Ji Xuanqing, and will be the pillar of my mountain sect in the future, and the next headmaster."

"You have targeted her and plotted against her again and again.

"In the final analysis, it's just that I, as a master, am incompetent, which caused her to be bullied."

"The Guardian takes her away, there is nothing I can do."

"But that time was the biggest pain in my life, Ji Xuanqing."

"The pain is as deep as the day Qinghe's mother left me, and it goes deep into my bones."

"So, I made an oath of heaven in the ancestor's ancestral hall. If anyone dares to bully my disciple again, I will kill him."

"I will fight to the death at all costs."

"However, my strength is limited. To bully Xixi tonight, I can only choose one of the three."

"Liu Sansheng, leave it to Suning."

"My identity and his kindness to me make it difficult for me to do it myself."

"As for Yun Zong, leave that half-dead man to my junior brother."

He seemed to be talking for a long time, but in fact he spoke very quickly.

There are tears in the eyes.

There is reluctance to leave this world and nostalgia for Kunlun Mountain.

"I can't break the blood-devouring killing formation."

"But I can kill you, Ji Qingchi, who is in charge of the formation."

"Killing you, the Blood-devouring Killing Formation has no master to control it, will also reduce Suning's burden."

He took a deep breath, spread out his left hand, and slammed it into his chest.

"Wow."

Blood sprayed and fell on the Qiankun Seal.

Ji Xuanqing said with high momentum: "The universe is the eye of the formation, and the nine suns shine on the horizon. Blood coagulates to guide destiny, and you sit and watch the world of mortals."

"There is someone in China, a man named Qing Chi."

"Headmaster of Xuanmen, the zodiac sign is rat."

"The horoscope is unknown, and the Qi number is unknown."

"No heirs..."

"This person's life expectancy is determined by his destiny."

it's very windy.

That night in Kunlun Mountain, the headmaster Ji Xuanqing performed the Kunlun forbidden art of killing people.

Thousands of miles apart, they want to kill all the vitality of Xuanmen headmaster Ji Qingji.


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