One hundred and eight thousand swords vibrated in unison, emitting endless killing intent, and condensed into a huge divine sword.
A sword thousands of meters long slashed at him. This terrifying killing intent was terrifying.
Those who had the guts to come over to help, they all rushed over.
The three gods of the Taoist Palace no longer retain their power, and use their full strength to operate the One Hundred and Eight Thousand Swords.
With a pop, the young master who was running at the front was chopped into a ball of blood mist and disappeared into ashes.
Ahhhhhh...
Screams continued to be heard, and the dozen young masters who rushed up could not escape the pursuit of the black divine sword.
The first figure was shattered, the second figure was shattered, the third figure was shattered...
The dozen or so practitioners who rushed over were all wiped out in ashes, and no one could stop them.
No matter what secret techniques they used, they were all useless at this moment.
No matter what weapons they refined, they were all smashed to pieces by the Beng, unable to stop the black sword that the crow feathers fused together to form.
The disciple of the Shaking Light Holy Land did not accept his fate. Instead, he became even more crazy and struck out one after another with big flaming palms.
However, all this is in vain, just like a mantis trying to use a chariot. If someone gives him face, he will naturally let him go. If he is not given face, he will naturally be crushed and his body will be smashed to pieces without leaving any bones.
Everyone was killed with one sword, except for the child of the Ji family. Although his body was cut in half, the upper half of his body was still alive.
"You guy, you actually lived to the end. Looking at your broken waist, it's better to die, right? Why don't you let me help you and relieve you?"
Dao Palace God No. 1 said coldly.
"You can't survive. Several strong men from my Ji family are in this oasis. They will come to kill you soon."
"We actually killed someone today, are we still afraid that we will be hunted down?" Daogong No. 1 said with deep ridicule.
"Are your Mingyue, Ji Haoyue, Ji Biyue, Ji Haiyue and others here?"
"To kill you, do we need experts from my Ji family's fourth-level secret realm? Even if the disciples from the Tao Palace secret realm come, killing you is as easy as crushing an ant!"
"You talk a little too much, why don't I help you and send you on your way!"
As soon as he stretched out his hand, a golden golden crow's claw flew out and scratched his head.
Ah...
This child of the Ji family has been screaming his whole life. He can't believe that Daogong No. 1, who was talking just now, changed his face and killed him in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, Zhang Wenchang had quietly arrived twenty miles away. The three Taoist gods deliberately left behind the aura of the Fire Crow clan after killing the people.
Then they used their secret technique and merged into the void almost instantly, disappeared into Yunduan Mountain, and returned to Zhang Wenchang's body.
Zhang Wenchang felt the information they sent back and felt very satisfied. The only drawback was that there were no people from the Zifu Holy Land.
Watching the three Fire Crow Clan masters flying across the void, the scene was completely silent. No one dared to come forward, stop them, or question them.
After they left for a while, the scene immediately became an uproar.
Something big happened in Quzhou!
Originally, a gathering of young practitioners was broken up by three masters of the Fire Crow Clan. They went on a killing spree, made false claims, and chopped up all the disciples of the Ji family and the Yaoguang Holy Land. p>
He also killed a dozen local young masters.
This stirs up a hornet's nest.
This is explosive news.
Those young cultivators in Quzhou who survived were unable to calm down, and they had already stirred up turbulent waves.
What happened today must be earth-shattering, causing waves like a storm. If you stay here, you will inevitably face endless suspicion. Everyone dispersed and spread the news.
The Ji family and the Yaoguang Holy Land couldn't suppress this embarrassing incident even if they tried. There were so many people at the scene, and in full view of the crowd, the news had already been spread by the locals who fled immediately.
Eight true disciples gathered here, but they were served a pot by three Firecrow masters who came to the door.
This is to stamp their faces on the ground and rub them hard, and they must fight back.
Under Zhang Wenchang's feet, green lotuses bloomed, and he left here quickly.
The reason why he did not use the void mirror and teleported directly to a hundred thousand miles away was because he had already sensed the mark on Ye Fan. He wanted to find Ye Fan and steal the origin of the ancient holy body under the pretext of saving Pang Bo.<
/p>
Suddenly a warship flew over, and the five-colored divine light pierced the sky, and rushed into the depths of Yunduan Mountain in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Wenchang took a look and saw the words and imprints of Yaoguang Holy Land written on it, making a hunting sound on the big flag, which was mighty and domineering.
Soon Zhang Wenchang saw another warship passing by in the sky. It was the warship of the Ji family.
Soon people appeared from all directions, constantly intercepting the practitioners who were about to leave.
"Stop!" A strong man from the Shaking Light Holy Land said loudly.
Obviously, the extremely fast Zhang Wenchang attracted their attention.
Zhang Wenchang changed his appearance several times, and it was no longer his original image. When he saw someone blocking the road, he immediately realized that these guys, in order to pretend to investigate, began to arrest and question irrelevant people.
This man from the Holy Land of Light is also very young, only in his 20s. He is already a master of the fourth level of the Dao Palace Secret Realm. He asked with a sullen face: "Don't leave yet, follow me back to the clouds."
A trip to the Broken Mountains, I need to ask some questions clearly before leaving."
"Why? Is there something you can't say here? Why should I follow you?" Zhang Wenchang asked as he walked forward.
"Don't talk nonsense. This is an order from the top of my Yaoguang Holy Land. You just need to follow me and don't ask for trouble."
It seems that this disciple of the Shaking Light Holy Land is in a very irritable mood. It is obvious that he was very dissatisfied with being mobilized here to perform the task and wanted to take the opportunity to vent his emotions.
"If you don't want to die, turn around and go back to the Yunduan Mountains immediately!"
The more the boy talked, the angrier he became, and by the end he was looking ferocious.
"Okay, I'll go with you, and you can lead the way."
Zhang Wenchang nodded happily and walked towards the young strong man in the Holy Land of Light.
He suddenly raised the white bone stick and threw it out with a whoosh.
It was like a crystal white lightning that instantly struck the young strong man.
This man was almost defenseless. His attention was all on Zhang Wenchang. Looking at Zhang Wenchang's cultivation in the third level of the Taoist Palace, he didn't take it seriously at all and did not put this big bone stick on his body.
A bang.
This bone-white stick sucked up his blood in an instant. With a bang, his body was turned into ashes, and all his clothes and weapons were shattered to pieces.
Zhang Wenchang took back the white bone stick, gently stroked the crystal white bone stick, and sighed in his heart, the high-level weapon is so easy to use, it is like a fully automatic combat robot.
