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Chapter 752 Kill

"Boom!" In the open space outside the living room, a wave of spiritual energy surged and struck in all directions.

Wherever the shock wave passed, countless elite disciples and elders of Tiandao Sect were all thrown away. Corpses flew out one after another, collapsing the surrounding walls, causing rubble to rustle, and blood to splash all over the ground.

"Run, run quickly, activate the sect-protecting formation!" The third elder of Tiandao Sect suffered serious injuries and stumbled out.

Among the broken limbs and broken arms on the ground, Chen Yu's black clothes were soaked to the skin, covered with the blood of Tiandao disciples.

"Ah, what a familiar and nostalgic scenery!" Chen Yu took a deep breath, and his nose was filled with the pungent smell of blood.

Buzzing, suddenly, a strange sound came from the sky, and a thick curtain of light enveloped the Tianshan Mountains.

This is the Tiandaomen's sect-protecting formation. The reason why Chen Yu chose to enter Tiandaomen as a guest before was mainly to prevent himself from being blocked by the sect-protecting formation.

These days, Chen Yu has liquidated too many third-rate small sects. These sects have sect-protecting formations, but in Chen Yu's eyes, they are as fragile as paper, including Piaoyun Valley. The sect-protecting formations can only passively defend.

However, the level of the Tiandaomen Sect Protecting Formation is much higher. It can not only defend, but also launch attacks.

With Tianshan Mountain as the center point and a radius of thousands of miles, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth flows towards the Tiandao Gate one after another, like the Milky Way hanging on the wall.

This is the sect-protecting formation absorbing spiritual energy, and the originally solid light shield becomes thicker and thicker.

All sounds in the sky and on the earth disappeared. The next moment, a brilliant beam of light crashed down like a god in anger.

Chen Yu, who was standing in the clearing, had a pair of long and narrow eyes flickering with light. The blood in his body was finally getting warmer.

Clenching his right fist, Chen Yu slammed towards Qing Ming, and a huge fist light penetrated the sky and collided with the bright beam of light.

Boom! The sky collapsed and the earth shattered. Whether it was the fist light or the dazzling light beam, everything exploded.

The scene was extremely majestic, with auras of light like falling stars, shining brightly on the towering Tianshan Mountains, and scattering the white clouds in the sky.

"The power... is acceptable!" Chen Yu smiled lightly, and the tips of his black hair hanging down from his shawl were dripping with blood. This was the blood of the elite disciples of the Tiandao Sect who were killed by him.

In the main seat of the reception room, Chu Tianxia was in a state of despair. He thought that Chen Yu would be injured under the full blow of the sect-protecting formation.

But the result was unsatisfactory. This lunatic's body seemed to be made of immortal gold, and was so hard that it was shocking.

Outside the main hall, on the White Jade Square, there were many disciples of the Tiandao Sect, but none of them dared to rush in and challenge Chen Yu head-on.

The third elder of Tiandao Sect roared out of fear: "Launch the sect-protecting formation and attack again!"

Chen Yu didn't want to waste time anymore. He held the hilt of the Chunjun sword at his waist with his right hand, raised his arm, and waved violently.

A brilliant sword energy soared into the sky, the momentum was majestic, the sword was fierce, devastating, and cut open the sect-protecting formation that Tiandao Sect was proud of.

The thick light curtain shattered, and pieces of bright light crystals fell like white snow.

Holding a long sword, Chen Yu walked out of the hall with bloody footsteps step by step.

On the White Jade Square, thousands of Tiandao Sect disciples were like a swarm of frightened ants. Some female disciples with weak psychological endurance even shed tears, and their delicate bodies were shaking uncontrollably.

"That's enough!" In the living room, Chu Tianxia suddenly shouted in grief and indignation.

"Not enough!" Chen Yu said coldly: "The bones have not yet become a mountain, and the blood has not yet become a river, it is not enough!"

In his hand, the pure Jun sword emitted a bloodthirsty sword cry, and Chen Yu rushed into the crowd like a god and demon breaking out of hell.

"Kill!" This was a big melee, with the destructive light of magical powers and magic everywhere, and magical weapons flying all over the sky. Chen Yu fought bloody battles.

The magic weapon was exploded, the light of the magic was extinguished, and corpses fell one after another like waves of wheat blown by the wind.



Chen Yu did not break his promise, and in less than a stick of incense, he resolved the battle.

On the white jade square, corpses were laid out, and sticky blood flowed along the ravines and gaps.

Those who died wanted to kill Chen Yu, but those who didn't take action, Chen Yu gave them a chance to escape.

Stretching out his blood-stained right hand, Chen Yu smoothed his messy long hair to avoid blocking his sight.

There were too many corpses and blood, too thick, but Chen Yu's heart gradually became cold, and he felt a little empty.

"It's really boring to trample on ants. Only fighting with a real dragon can make me feel that I am still alive!" The Chunjun sword was slowly sheathed, and Chen Yu turned around and entered the living room.

Chu Tianxia's head was lowered and his eyes were empty, as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant.

"Elder Chu, in the underground space of the Ancient Ruins World Mountain, from the moment you attacked me, you should have expected that such a day would come."

"Death has long been doomed, but I will not destroy your three souls and seven souls. You still have a chance to be reincarnated, so there is no need to despair."

"Now, please take me to the treasure house!" Chen Yu said coldly.

"The casual cultivator surnamed Chen, I... curse you!" Chu Tianxia suddenly raised his head, and blood as black as ink spilled from his mouth and nose, exuding a stench.

"Did you swallow the poison while I was distracted?"

Chen Yu's face looked a little ugly, "I said that your fate in the world belongs to me. If you go to hell, many undead souls on the road of reincarnation will tell you that you will be lucky to die in my hands!"

Zheng, the Chunjun sword was unsheathed. The moment before Chu Tianxia was poisoned to death, Chen Yu pierced his heart with the sharp edge of the sword.

If Chu Tianxia dies, he will never die in peace! yyls

Pulling out the Chunjun sword, Chen Yu turned around and walked out of the living room, "I, Chen Yu, act and keep my word. If I say I will keep your whole body, I will keep your whole body."



Five minutes later, Chen Yu stood in front of the Tiandaomen Treasure Pavilion!

The Treasure Pavilion was shrouded in a terrifying light curtain. Above the light curtain, there were flashing formations, which were extremely complicated.

"It will take five hours to break through with brute force. It will take three hours to find the formation's eye and close the formation!" Chen Yu touched his chin, his eyes flickering.

He was certain that Zhu Shiji was definitely on his way back to Tianshan at this moment, but he didn't know how long it would take.

With a playful arc at the corner of his mouth, Chen Yu suddenly raised his head and looked towards the back of Tianshan Mountain.

"Ji Jianting likes to rob and dig graves the most. He should have a special formation-breaking weapon in his hand that can be used to break formations!" After making up his mind, Chen Yu turned into a giant and flew towards the back mountain.

Ji Jianting didn't know that the ten storage rings he stole that belonged to Chen Yu had a ray of Chen Yu's consciousness attached to them.

Chen Yu originally planned to go find Ji Jianting after destroying the Tiandao Sect, but he sensed the aura of the fat Taoist priest in the small town at the foot of the mountain.

Well, it’s better to come early than to come late!

Ji Jianting, who is so accomplished in battle formations, is not even worthy of holding up Chen Yu's shoes. He has too many ways to break the treasure pavilion's formations.

However, those methods were too sophisticated and required realm support. Chen Yu was only in the late stage of Jin Dan and could not use them, so he was helpless.

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