Chapter 93 The Taiyin Sect is destroyed and the Duanmu Clan is empty (4K2)
In the land of the Duanmu tribe, the ancient Taiyin religion was in ruins.
The murderous aura here is boiling, sweeping up into the sky, the clouds in all directions have collapsed, and in the distance there are mountains collapsing, and one meteor after another slides down from the sky on a desolate trajectory, unable to fall down, just like the ethnic groups that live here.
, the energy is exhausted.
People are watching, watching from a distance, with mixed emotions of sadness and joy.
Xiang Yufei looked down indifferently, witnessing a battle spirit stained with blood, expressing the resentment in his heart.
There is no mercy, no mercy, blood is everywhere, and bones are flying everywhere.
"The days will end, but the manpower is endless. The Taiyin Sect is just the beginning." He whispered, raised his foot and walked past the headless body of the Duanmu clan leader. The blood flowed along the feet and soaked the dry earth.
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He knitted his knuckles together, and every time he fell into the void, the dragon's energy rolled around and killed them all. It was extremely sharp and could penetrate more than a hundred people. It harvested ruthlessly, as if entering an uninhabited land, and the place where it was killed was filled with blood and broken into pieces.
Bones splattered everywhere.
Outside the body, the red halo is getting stronger and stronger, absorbing blood and resentment. The fallen Duanmu tribe is also generating will power, but all the resentment is being absorbed, making the halo become deeper and burning.
It has flame-like texture and luster.
"How many lives must have been massacred before this killing intent could be gathered together. The thirty-six cities of the Golden Crow Clan and the twenty-seven strongholds of the Taiyin Sect earlier, coupled with the current genocide, may have reached tens of thousands of lives, and they are all
A strong person and resentment are enough to create a fierce ghost." An old leader of the Shimo Sect looked away, feeling a little chilly in his heart.
Such a killing was carried out in a short period of time, even though they were a little shocked.
I don't know how many forces came to Luzhou, and people from the remaining three states and overseas were paying attention and became bystanders on the bloody night.
It was a bloody night, and even the stars and the bright moon in the sky couldn't bear to see it, and chaos spread in all directions; but people were surprisingly unified, with no regrets, only endless joy and relief, and they deserved it.
Phew~
After a long time, the wind blew up among the ruins, blowing through his white hair. Xiang Yufei slowly lowered his arms. There was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood at his feet. The broken limbs and broken arms were mixed with flesh and bones at his feet. The blood and fire transformed by red clouds were rising.
Burning, there are ferocious faces undulating inside, crying and roaring.
He avenges the Renhuang clan, eliminates the cancer of Ziwei, and repays the debt of inheritance. He has no wavering or intolerance at all.
This place has been purged, the Duanmu tribe has been completely wiped out, and the remaining ones have their bodies taken over by heroic souls. They look back at the familiar mountains and rivers with nostalgia, and scream in the sky. The great revenge has been avenged.
And in the ancestral land, all the holy ancestors of the Duanmu family were stunned. They witnessed their descendants being slaughtered and could not interfere. They were extremely aggrieved and angry, and some were so depressed that they spurted blood. They were helpless.
Like a small bubble wrapped in another big bubble, they were isolated in another cage and could only watch helplessly.
Humans and demons walked in this world, swinging the bone-falling sticks in an ordinary way, simple and direct, smashing the heads of saints one after another, without struggling or shouting, they could not even move, in the face of the suppression of the great saint level
, everything is in vain.
Now, they are like docile lambs waiting to be slaughtered. Their eyes are full of fear, resentment and unwillingness, but their bodies are extremely honest and motionless, waiting for the bone rod to be knocked down and their bodies to die.
"Destroy my tribe, mess up our land, Xiang Yufei, I and you are sworn in!" At this moment, a roar came from far and near, and a figure emitted a terrifying light. Black light penetrated the sky, and all the clouds in the sky were struck.
Dispersed.
It was actually a half-saint of the Duanmu tribe who was out there. He was inspired by his body outside the heaven to attack a few days ago, but who knew that he was directly attacked by Huanglong and destroyed the tribe's territory.
The terrifying holy power swept away and washed away, causing all living creatures within a hundred thousand miles to prostrate themselves, limply on the ground, and wailed; they encountered the fundamental gap in life and could no longer resist.
"It's him. Duanmu Ming, who was thousands of years ago, has indeed achieved the status of semi-saint. I thought it was someone from the Taiyin Sect who came out with holy soldiers, but I didn't expect that he would take the initiative."
Everyone suddenly realized that they had the answer to the original argument. It was indeed a saint-level existence that stepped out, rather than a holy soldier attacking.
But at the moment, his return has no meaning. The clan territory is empty, and the Taiqing Lord has also slaughtered half-saints. His fate may not be much better.
"You know I'm not enjoying myself to the fullest, so you deliberately came here to add another dish. Unfortunately, it's a humanoid dish, which really disappoints me."
Xiang Yufei looked back, and a brilliant purple-red flame suddenly erupted from his body. It was like a torch and lighthouse that stretched across the sky and the earth. It was more majestic and huge than the mountains, covering half of the sky.
boom!
The next moment there was a loud noise, and what was left behind had become an afterimage. The real body had already collided with the semi-saint. The mountains flew into the sky, the magic cloud covered the sun, the stars swayed, and the murderous intent cut through the nine-layered sky.
"Only when you see it do you realize how terrifying it is to slaughter the Half-Saint." People were in a daze. Earlier they had only heard about the Taiqing Lord's slaughter of the Half-Saint. It was difficult to have an intuitive impact and expression. They knew the horror, but they had no clear concept.
Now, this scene is really unfolding. It is so shocking that everyone holds their breath and concentrates, not wanting to miss any moment of the confrontation.
"Traitor! Evil thief! Executioner!"
"Are you describing your own ethnic group? It is indeed appropriate."
Long chants echoed, Duanmu Ming was filled with grief and anger, Xiang Yufei was indifferent, the figures of the two sides intertwined into two clusters of lightning, passing through the sky, tearing open hundreds of large cracks, and the stars from outside the area poured down, reflecting the
The mountains are desolate.
This was a violent collision. The five elements were turned upside down with one blow. The world seemed to be overturned. The earth, fire, wind and water were rotating. It was like the creation of the world. The prototype of a small world was really opened up among the chaotic energy.
Come out and stand in the void.
"I told you, you can't do it!" In the roar, Xiang Yufei crossed his arms up and down, and spiritual particles suddenly rose up all over the sky. He was performing the boxing technique that Yu Yuan realized. All things have spirits, and the boxing is the same as the sky and the earth.
Buzz! In an instant, there was a bright light in all directions. Mountains, rivers, vegetation, insects, fish, birds, and beasts, and even the sun, moon, and stars all poured down their spiritual light, becoming part of the fist light. It merged into a brilliant force and struck Duanmu Ming, directly piercing him.
's physical body.
Poof! Duanmu Ming coughed up blood. It was not a loud sound, and his flesh and blood shattered into pieces. His right arm and half of his body collapsed and then broke. He was injured by the punch, with a look of horror on his face.
Xiang Yufei's white hair was dancing wildly, and his golden armor was emitting bright flames. He looked up to the sky and earth, more than a thousand feet high, like picking up the stars and the moon. He displayed his boundless power and wielded the Holy Emperor's Mace to strike at the mountain with all his strength.
He was so angry that he smashed the half-saint over.
Duan Muming was beaten to the point where his head was bruised and bleeding, and he couldn't resist at all. The continuous slaps on his right palm turned into a big bell of flesh and blood, echoing the holy power, and hit him directly between the eyebrows, denting his forehead, and his mind was even more depressed.
He was defeated and fell straight into the sky.
People's hearts trembled, knowing that the cruel history was about to happen again. Another semi-saint fell and was beaten to death by the Taiqing Lord, struggling miserably.
ah!
Finally, a scream echoed across the heaven and earth, making the moonlight become even colder by three points. Xiang Yu flew across the mountains and rivers of the world, killing the half-saint again, screaming with blood, and the Qi machine expanded rapidly.
Duanmu Ming's corpse was trampled under his feet, and his unwillingness and resentment seemed to be real, but in the end they were meaningless and all became empty.
Over the ancestral land, Dongfang Taiyi walked out. The bone stick was still smooth and not stained by any drop of blood. He nodded, indicating that the Duanmu clan's heritage had been wiped out. They were all defeated and there was no more saint-level existence.
It can be said that the things they did in the past happened to them tonight. This is a reincarnation.
A moment later, Duan De also emerged from the robbery hole and had finished cleaning the battlefield. Not a single property was missing.
Even the treasure house of the Duanmu tribe was opened by him, and he took Yin Tiande and Kun Pengzi to loot it and dug it out completely, not a single brick or stone was left.
Xiang Yufei watched this scene quietly, his white hair dancing in the wind. Too much happened that night. The sky in the distance seemed to be filled with fish belly white, and there were rosy clouds like the dawn falling on him.
"Is it over?" Yin Tiande murmured, feeling as if he had been sitting all night watching the changes in the sea.
"Maybe it's just the beginning." Xiang Yufei let out a long breath, turned and left, walking into the distance; the heroic spirits of the Human Emperor clan followed behind.
They stepped through the boundless night and disappeared in the light of the rising sun, as if they were walking towards tomorrow and returning to the historical picture.
Unable to see clearly, people look into the distance in confusion until they are out of reach.
Tonight is an unforgettable bloody night. The picture of conquest, the roar, the begging for mercy, and the bones of death are intertwined and lingering in people's minds. They are destined to be recorded in the annals of history.
An unrivaled overlord emerged from the collapsed ruins of the great church.
Someone set off and came to the ruins, showing a horrified look.
Surrounded by gray fog, the originally vast ancient religion has turned into smoke and dust, but it is still eerie and murderous.
"The religion has really been exterminated, and nothing will be left." Even the overseas demon tribes were frightened. The Duanmu tribe was completely wiped out, and all of them were killed. This huge religious sect became a thing of the past.
That night, many forces and people came to investigate and searched in the broken mountains and rivers. They found ruins, desolate, and rubble everywhere. There was not a single intact building preserved.
There wasn't even a single weed in this area. The soil was black and red, stained by blood, and smelled fishy. There was even holy blood that had not dried up.
The strong wind blew, wild leaves flew, and thousands of layers of sand were rolled up, leaving people speechless and confused for a moment.
It was a shocking night, and they haven't come back to their senses even now, immersed in it.
In this battle, there are still too many questions. How did Lord Taiqing summon those heroic spirits? Why did the sages and ancient ancestors of Taiyin Sect not show up?
People were puzzled and began to suspect that there were unimaginable beings taking action in the dark; just like the destruction of the Taiyin Ancestral Court, it was simply history repeating itself.
Amidst the commotion, the news of this battle spread rapidly in the four major states and overseas. Xiang Yufei once again became famous in Ziwei Star, making all the major religions fearful.
Before, although they were afraid, they had the foundation and the confidence to rely on it; but this night was different. The Taiyin Sect's foundation was completely destroyed before they were even born, which cast a layer of gloom on everyone's mind.
"This is a major event that shocked the world. A great force that overlooked the eternal mountains and rivers was reduced to ashes. The descendants of the Holy Emperor obtained all the assets and can already create a strong inheritance."
There was even more uproar in Shenzhou, Hezhou, Luzhou and other places. The Duanmu family, which once rebelled against the blood-slaughtering emperor clan, has been evergreen to this day. It ended in this world and was ruined like this. The ancestral land was picked over, which shocked the whole world.
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Many people added insult to injury and took action one after another. The major forces and some powerful casual cultivators were looking for trouble for the Duanmu people and the forces under the Taiyin Sect outside, raising the banner of righteousness to make profits.
As for the vassals and subordinates of the Duanmu tribe in various places, they were naturally attacked and divided up by all parties. This is the reality. When a tiger fell, a pack of wolves attacked together. All the important places that the Duanmu tribe had ruled were destroyed.
Uprooted, without any possibility of revival, and removed from the world forever.
Many people have mixed feelings when they see this scene. What is the difference between the profit-seeking actions of all parties and the destruction of the Taiyin Ancestral Court in the past? After all, the majority are insensitive. They can only see the benefits and fight for them, and do not care about the fallen.
who is it.
Xiang Yufei, who had attracted much of their attention and talk, was bathing in the morning light and stood quietly in front of the Taiyin Ancestral Court, worshiping the Human Emperor and the heroic spirit.
After all, these heroic souls are obsessions and remnants, they cannot last forever and will disappear after today.
"The power of vows originates from all living beings. I will build a temple for you and worship it together with the Emperor. You can enjoy the purple incense and it will last forever."
Xiang Yufei opened his mouth to recite sutras and redeemed all the heroic souls. From among them, gray-white golden light of virtue and merit continued to shine, dance around, and sink into his body.
The old man, the demon, took action and built the temple with the blood, bones and souls of the saints of the Duanmu tribe as the foundation stone and paved the floor tiles. They will be trampled under the feet of every Ziwei creature and cast aside and despised for life after life.
There is nothing better than blood debt to be paid with blood. The lives they slaughtered will be continued with their lives.
Boom! The extraterrestrial stars were extracted and fell down together. The Great Sage Way burned into the sky, and it was transformed into a furnace here, tempering and shaping a simple palace.
When it was born, it shone brightly in the four states and overseas. Everyone saw the birth of this palace of flesh and blood and understood its purpose.
"This will make the Duanmu clan unable to hold their head high for life after life. They will always be trampled under people's feet and become an artifact to worship the Taiyin Emperor and the clan."
"More than that, what's more important is that it nourishes those heroic souls and allows them to live forever with the power of their wishes."
"We should go and worship. Our ancestors have all been blessed by the Holy Emperor and the Human Emperor."
There was a heated discussion all over Ziwei, and countless monks rushed to the Taiyin Ancestral Court to trample the Duanmu clan and worship the Human Emperor.
The temple is made of dark gold. The surrounding bricks and stones are all red and bright red. Ancient divine patterns are engraved on the surface of the temple, recording the achievements of the Taiyin Human Emperor and his clan, which will be immortal for eternity.
In the center of the palace, there is a row of kneeling sages. Their lowered heads and arched spines hold up the tablets of the Human Emperor clan. The Taiyin Human Emperor statue is rolled up by the endless black light, floating in the air.
Xiang Yufei and others came forward to burn incense and pray to pay homage to the sages, thus settling a grudge.
Among the tablets, heroic spirits appeared one after another and bowed to him. They were very grateful and turned into a kind of power from the underworld to bless and protect him, allowing him to turn misfortune into good fortune.
"I'll do my best." Xiang Yufei smiled and felt that his thoughts were clear, his body and mind were relaxed, and his Taoism had improved again.
Maybe in less than two years, he can take another step forward and achieve the eighth level of Dao Zhan. This is already considered to be very fast. After more than ten years at this level, it is common for him to reach a small step in decades.
So what is the difference between Mala Xiangguo and Mala Ban?