The stone statue was mottled, stained with blood, and scattered with corpses, but it was rare that there was not much damage.
The Hill of Light has been destroyed, but this stone statue will still exist.
The strong wind blew wildly, ruffling Su Xuan's long hair.
Looking at Jian Jiukuang who was choking and pleading, Su Xuan suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.
Is this the current Shanhe sword cultivator?
Is this the sword cultivator from the Mountain and River Sword Religion that Su Xuan was once so proud of?
Changed, everything has changed!
Jian Jiu choked up wildly, not knowing whether he was really crying or pretending to cry.
But listening to Su Xuan's rampant laughter, he couldn't help but lower his head in shame!
As the ancestor of the sword sect, he knelt down in front of a junior to beg for mercy. He would feel embarrassed if he wanted to continue living.
"Jian Beichen! You evildoer!" He was roaring in his heart.
Laugh!
Just laugh!
Su Xuan laughed, but he felt that there was hope.
And as long as you are alive, everything is possible, and it would not be a bad idea to have Su Xuan kneel in front of him like this in the future.
but.
"Chi!"
Jian Jiukuang suddenly felt a pain in his chest, raised his head suddenly, and his face suddenly became distorted.
He saw Su Xuan's sword thrust into his chest, inch by inch, causing him to feel extreme pain.
"Why? I've already begged for mercy, why do you still want to kill me?" Jian Jiu's eyes were full of anger.
"You beg for mercy and I have to let you go? Are you going to live like a dog for the rest of your life?" Su Xuansen said coldly.
"Jianbei..." Jianjiu roared wildly.
but.
"Shut up!" Su Xuan shouted harshly, and slapped Jian Jiu Kuang's head almost to bits.
He drew out his sword and thrust it in hard, his eyes full of cruelty: "Do you know that I'm not happy at all if you beg for mercy?"
Plug it in and pull it out.
Su Xuan is like a ghost crawling out of the underworld, terrifying and ruthless.
Jian Jiu's eyes were full of shock and anger, but his mouth was so rotten that he couldn't scream a single word.
Su Xuan continued to shout: "I would rather you die harder!"
Su Xuan grabbed his hair and moved slightly closer.
Jian Jiukuang could even see the boundless ferocity and blood in Su Xuan's eyes.
"Jian Zong won't kill Jian Zong? Are you worthy?"
"Are you worthy of mentioning my master?"
"Are you worthy of being my ancestor?"
One word, one sword.
Su Xuan's face was slightly ferocious: "Why are you begging for mercy? Why do you want to make me think that Jianzong is hopeless now? Why do you dare to appear in front of me so confidently?"
Su Xuan squeezed Jian Jiu Kuang's head tightly, his breath was crazy.
"Woooooooo..." Jian Jiu sobbed crazily, full of despair.
Soon, his eyes began to become lifeless.
In this short period of time, Su Xuan had inserted countless swords into his hands.
at last.
He gently let go of Jian Jiukuang, and when his body fell to the ground, it was already covered in black dust.
The wind blows and the ashes scatter.
Su Xuan's eyes became lifeless, as if the crazy and slightly sad look before was another person.
…
Outside the stone statue.
Monk Tiannan and others looked at him worriedly.
The blood here is pouring into the stone statue, and the light emanating from the stone statue is getting brighter and brighter.
They had no idea what was going on inside. Although they had confidence in Su Xuan, they could not help but worry.
"What's going on inside?" Mu Xiaochan remembered walking around.
She knew that Su Xuan was crazy and just ignored him, not even caring about her own life.
"Let's go in and take a look!" Xie Shuzhen, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, not wanting to wait any longer.
But before they could make any move, the light surrounding the stone statue and the ancient Nanming beast began to gradually dissipate.
"The battle is over!" Wei Wangquan shouted, feeling the power of Jiuyou Tomb flowing back.
Gradually.
Everything is dispersed.
They looked at it and were shocked.
Among the corpses on the stone statue, only Su Xuan was standing.
Everyone froze for a moment, and then took a breath of cold air.
Killed them all!
Hill of Light, Hunting Wilderness, Giant Crow, Lingxiao Jiuhuang, Blizzard Zhanzu, White Phoenix Qingluan Sect, Sword Sect...
All the powerful men from the seven major forces were killed by Su Xuan!
If this were to spread, the whole world would be shocked.
They couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
"Who dares to underestimate Su Xuan in Donghuang now?" Nalan Tianming said to himself, his heart full of surprise. Along the way, Su Xuan has undoubtedly created too many miracles!
"Holy shit, Big Brother is so fierce, I feel like I'm going to fall in love with Big Brother." Monkey and the others' eyes were filled with brilliance.
"Master is becoming more and more invincible..." The embroiderer's eyes were full of fascination and pride.
"This is a perversion..." Yaoguang trembled all over, suspecting that he had seen it wrong.
Did he kill more than a dozen Half-Step Spirit Emperors?
Even Yao Guang never thought that one day he would capture the Hill of Light under the leadership of this man!
They ran over one after another.
Mu Xiaochan, understand that they are leading the way.
"Su Xuan, are you okay? Hey, there are so many treasures, I'm making a fortune!" Mu Xiaochan first glanced at Su Xuan, and then her eyes lit up.
After this battle, the treasures left here will all be theirs.
Mu Xiaochan glanced at it and her eyes turned green.
She looked up at Su Xuan with an excited expression.
But looking at Su Xuan's cold, paralyzed face as always, Mu Xiaochan was suddenly startled.
Shouldn't you be happy after killing so many enemies?
But why did Su Xuan make her feel so sad at this moment?
…
Outside the Hill of Light.
Gray fog filled the air.
As the Fengzong Devouring Yunming Destruction Formation unfolded, everything was already isolated.
Not only can't a fly fly in, but the wind and clouds are completely isolated.
There are still some righteous monks surrounding here.
Some of them don't want to participate, but they also want to see who wins and who loses.
And some people just arrived and were stopped outside before they had a chance to go in.
"A large number of spiritual beasts entered before!"
"The corpse has also entered!"
"This time Guangming Qiu and other forces want to kill the evil master!"
Many people are discussing it.
Of course they think that the spirit beasts are from the hunting lineage, and the suffering corpses are from the corpse of Hades!
They even felt that the strange gray fog covering the Hill of Light was caused by these righteous forces.
"It's a pity that this gray mist has isolated everything. We can't sense anything at all, and we don't know how miserable this evil lord will die..."
In their view, this time Tiannan cultivator is already a turtle in the urn and will undoubtedly die.
On a hillside.
Two young men stood.
Different from other righteous monks, their eyes have vortexes flowing, as if they can penetrate the gray mist!
"No, I still can't find out exactly what happened inside!" A young man sighed in shock.
"However, there are at least one hundred thousand dead creatures inside! My cavernous eyes can sense the blood energy like purgatory!" Another young man's eyes were horrified, and beads of sweat could not help falling from his forehead.
The two of them were the disciples of the military commander, Qingshan and Feixue.
At this moment, they looked at each other, and they could see the horror in each other's eyes.
"Is the Eastern Wilderness so dangerous today? One hundred thousand creatures can easily die in battle?"
"And the power inside is almost at the level of a Spirit Emperor!"
"fear!"
"It's too scary. Why did the master ask the two of us to investigate? Isn't this looking for death?"
The two looked at each other again, then turned and left in unison.
"Let's go back and tell the master!"
They left quickly.
but.
Five days later.
"boom!"
The two people passing by a large mountain shook violently, and an irresistible and terrifying evil power erupted, directly knocking them down to the ground while they were flying in the air.
"Who is it?" they were shocked and angry.
Soon, a man in black robe walked out.
"Evil Lord?" The two of them were shocked, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
Having seen the portrait, they recognized this face!
"Death!" The man in black robe shouted, evil spirit rising into the sky.
"Wangzhi, do you know who we are?" The two of them looked fierce and inwardly angry.
"A disciple of the Martial Palace." The man in black robe sneered.
"How dare you take action after knowing our identities? Who gave you the courage to do so?"
"If you touch my martial arts disciple, you will definitely die even if you run away to the ends of the earth!"
The two of them shouted angrily.
"Quack! All disciples of the Martial Palace should die!" The man in black robe remained indifferent and launched a terrifying killing spree.
In just a few breaths, the two of them were dying.
"My master will not let you go!" The two of them roared in despair, and then they were killed to pieces.
The man in black robe looked indifferent, turned around and left.
"Jian Beichen, you should be able to destroy the Hill of Light. I will congratulate you in advance and give you a special gift." The face of the man in black robe, which was exactly the same as Su Xuan's, was full of gloom.