Above the sky, the six great elders of the six major sects looked at Roge and Fang Zizai who were going on a killing spree, and none of them tried to stop them. Except for Chu Manxian, who was a little intolerable, the rest of Huangfu Feng, Huang Zhanhong, and Lan Tu,
In the world of Chu, Cao and Mu were all indifferent.
This kind of thing is already commonplace for them. This is the world of immortality, not the secular world.
Which famous giant didn't come here stepping on piles of corpses? Including Chen Yu himself!
However, above the tree canopy, Song Qingyun watched as the boys and girls of similar age to her were being slapped by Fang Zizai and Rogge amidst screams of terror, and turned into a mass of blood mist, which could not even be recovered from the corpses.
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Song Qingyun has been through a lot in these years, and she considers herself to be hard-hearted, but when she saw such miserable conditions in the world, she couldn't help but turn around slightly, not daring to look.
"Master, do you have to kill people to make yourself stronger?" Song Qingyun looked at Chen Yu, Qiushui's long eyes were filled with doubts about life and this world of cultivating immortals.
Chen Yu did not answer the question. He gently grabbed Song Qingyun's shoulders and forcibly turned her body around.
Fang Zizai was killing people again. Song Qingyun couldn't disobey Chen Yu, so she could only close her eyes subconsciously.
"Open your eyes!" Chen Yu's unquestionable voice sounded in his ears.
Song Qingyun held her slender jade hands tightly and slowly opened her eyes.
"Carefully, remember all these scenes in your heart... Qingyun, remember, in the world of immortality, being weak is a sin."
"If you don't want to be a weak person like them, do your best to improve your realm."
"Weak people, let alone protecting the relatives and friends around them, even themselves are just ants in the soles of others."
"You have to know that when you walk on the ground, it is difficult to ensure that you don't step on ants."
"If you don't want to become an ant, then work hard to grow stronger so that no one can ignore your existence."
It was the first time that Chen Yu treated Song Qingyun so seriously.
Song Qingyun listened to these words. She tried her best to open her eyes wide, looking at Fang Zizai and Rogge, at these strong people, at those weak people, at their useless tears and pleading tone.
Chen Yu doesn't want to do this, but he must do it. The storm in the Xuanling Realm will eventually pass, and Chen Yu will definitely advance to the Nascent Soul Realm. At that time, he will open the space channel and go to the real big realm.
But what about the disciples of the Jianglin Sect? What should they do if Chen Yu is gone?
The only thing they can rely on is themselves. Chen Yu's life belongs to Chen Yu, and their lives belong to them.
Chen Yu could not finish his life for them. He had to bear the hardships and sins he deserved.
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After killing no less than a hundred people, Rogge and Fang Zizai's brutal methods finally bore fruit. This time, a total of twenty-one elders from small sects stood in front of the stone gate.
If they don't do this, not only them, but also their disciples will not be able to get out of the ancient ruins.
"Everyone, let's get started. Our six major sects are true to their word. The first batch of treasures born will definitely be yours." Rogge wiped the blood on his hands and stared at the twenty-one people coldly.
None of the twenty-one minor sect elders dared to look at Rogge. In some people's eyes, they were demons, but in their eyes, Rogge and Fang Zizai were equally demons.
Rumble! The destructive energy of magical powers surged towards the stone gate. There were various strange phenomena there, as if ancient gods were creating heaven and earth with unparalleled power.
Click! This sound, like the most beautiful sound of nature, shook the spirits of everyone around World Mountain.
"Boom!" As if Qingming collapsed, a majestic force rushed over from inside the stone gate, powerful and devastating.
The twenty-one elders of the small sect closest to the stone gate evaporated instantly, without even having time to let out a scream.
It was a ray of light that pierced the long night and flew to the distant horizon.
"The magic weapon...that's the light of the magic weapon!" Someone on the mountains exclaimed. What was wrapped in the light was actually a magic weapon of high quality.
"Whoosh!" Before everyone could truly calm down, a second ray of light flew out from a corner of the space where the stone door shattered.
Immediately afterwards, the third, fourth, and fifth... In an instant, a majestic wave of magical weapons rose up with endless brilliance in the long night, like a goddess scattering flowers, or like fireworks in full bloom, rushing out of the stone door.
Then he left and flew towards Liuhe and Bahuang.
"The magic weapon is mine!" Someone reacted from the shock and rushed towards the nearest light, trying to seize the magic weapon.
That light was wrapped in an ancient long sword. The monk was determined to get it. Unfortunately, his power was too weak and he could not stop the light. Instead, the light passed through his body.
With a bang, a huge head fell from the sky, blood splattered on it, and everyone was shocked.
"Monks in the Heartbeat Realm, don't block Chang Guang and stay away from this place!" Above the sky, Chu Manxian, the great elder of the Wuliang Sword Sect, warned, but the opportunity was in front of him, and no monk could listen.
Suddenly, a ray of light, with a very short trajectory, rushed out from behind the stone door and flew towards a mountain peak.
Within the light, there was a spear wrapped in it. The sound of the gun was black and murderous. It was so fast that it pierced into the mountain peak in an instant.
The rumbling sound shook the earth and shook the mountain. The mountain peak exploded on the spot. The strong wind roared and rocks penetrated the air. The poor monks on the mountain peak were killed on the spot.
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No one could have imagined that this opportunity would be so unexpected.
The frenzy of magical weapons surged and lit up the night sky, like a meteor shower that was rare to see in thousands of years.
Some monks successfully blocked the light and obtained the magic weapon. Their faces flushed and they were so excited that they couldn't help themselves, so they wanted to get the second, third, and more items.yyls
There are also some monks who are only in the realm of heartbeat. They ignore the warning of Chu Manxian and forcibly block the long light. As a result, their bodies are cut into two by the fierce magic weapon light.
Not long after, Chen Yu smelled the strong and pungent smell of blood, and corpses fell from the sky one after another.
But he said that the nine elders of the six major sects would certainly not be able to keep their promise. They also took action, but the magical weapons they took were of extremely high quality. If they were of poor quality, they were too lazy to take action.
Only Chu Manxian and Huangfu Feng did not take action. Huangfu Feng was disdainful, while Chu Manxian stuck to his own principles.
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In order to avoid being discovered by the nine people from the six major sects, Chen Yu took Song Qingyun away from World Mountain.
A ray of light flew in the direction of Chen Yu, and what was wrapped inside was an ancient sword. Although the quality was not as good as the Tiandao Sect's most precious treasure, the Wanhong Sword, it was at least no worse than the Pure Jun Sword.
Chen Yu reached out with his big hand and held the ancient sword firmly between his fingers.
The sword's blade was like glass, glowing with a soft white light. It looked like the most proud work of an art master. Song Qingyun stared at it intently, and it was obvious that she liked it very much.
"Here it is!" Chen Yu handed the ancient sword to Song Qingyun.
Song Qingyun said excitedly: "Thank you, Master!"
Not long after, Chen Yu had already acquired seven magical weapons, including simple ancient swords, bloodthirsty spears, and ferocious-looking meteor hammers.