The monks of all races present were stunned by the huge news that Yunlan was born again from the Immortal Tree. Their brains were not yet clear enough, and they did not react much to the words of the young female monk who said that the Kan family had the courage to challenge Tianwei.
The Kan family's Mahayana catastrophe-transformed monks were still suffering from the torment of the thunder and fire. When the second thunder fell on the ancestor Kan Sanchong, the last trace of luck in their hearts was disillusioned and their souls collapsed.
The shattered souls of the monks of the Kan family were swallowed up by the thunder, and each of the monks lost their souls.
The thunder from the sky burned away the monk's soul and also contained the thunder.
Kan Sanchong's soul struggled in the thunder and fire for more than ten breaths, and finally was overwhelmed and turned into clouds and smoke and was burned by the golden thunder.
The bodies of the monks of the Kan family fell from the air one after another. After landing, they were scattered all over the ground. Some of the bodies were cooked by the thunder, and some were half-cooked. There was a smell of barbecue coming from the scorched corpses.
Compared with the arrogance of monk Kan during his lifetime, his death was simply extremely miserable.
To describe it in one sentence: live arrogantly and die miserably.
The monks from the vassal family of the Kan family saw the fate of the monks of the Kan family, and half of their three souls and seven souls were lost.
Le Yun, who has a pair of magical eyes, knows that all the children of the Kan family hidden in the Ruyi Houses carried by the monks of the Kan family have all died from thunder punishment, and there is no need for her to eradicate them.
She was not in a hurry to collect the spoils of war. She glanced at the family group of followers of the Kan family and walked over with the plum-blossom gun.
The eyes of the Mahayana and catastrophic monks from the nine major families that vassalized the Kan family slowly became focused as the female cultivator moved.
When the female cultivator came very close, Gui Shi Mahayana leaned down in pain and said, "Please forgive me, Fairy!"
The Gong family, the Cheng family, the Shuang family and other Mahayana families showed struggle in their eyes, and they also bowed their heads: "Please forgive me, Fairy!"
"Kan's crime is unforgivable, and the same goes for your family. Heaven's law will remember what you have done. If you are lenient, ask Heaven's law and ask the Yunlan tribes who have been oppressed by you.
My hands have just touched the leaves of immortality. I don’t want to be stained with blood. Please leave behind the various minerals, spiritual plants and heavenly materials and earthly treasures you carry. Things such as talismans, magic weapons, etc. cannot enter my eyes.
Take it yourself.
Leave what needs to be left behind and you can leave.
Of course, the decision is in your hands whether you want to hide it from others, half hidden and half taken out to fool others. Whether you can hide it from me or not depends entirely on your luck.
This fairy is referring to you, including those you hide in Ruyi House, as well as the contracted beasts of all of you."
The little female cultivator asked to keep everyone's storage containers. The monks from the nine major families were stunned for a moment. The female cultivator... was this robbery or fighting with open fire?
The little female cultivator did not want to let go and give their clans a life. The Gui Family Mahayana still had a glimmer of luck, so she leaned down and begged: "Fairy, the Gui Family has a population of tens of millions, and millions of them are just mortals. Gui Family Monk
Maybe it happened. Mortals are innocent. Please forgive me for a moment or two from the fairy!"
If the little female cultivator really planted the tree of immortality with her own hands, she is a person favored by heaven. If she feels compassion and is willing to intercede with heaven for the tens of millions of living beings of all races who follow the Kan family, and give them a way to live, then all their races can
Escaped catastrophe.
"Pfft, don't do this. Now you are saying that the mortals of the Gui family are innocent. How many families did you destroy in order to seize the treasure? Are the mortals who died at the hands of your clans not innocent?
The mortals of the Gui family enjoyed the resources brought by the monks when the Gui family was strong, and naturally they had to bear the corresponding consequences. This is the case with karma.
Besides, what does the life and death of your Gui clan have to do with this fairy? Not to mention that each of your clans has a population of more than 10 million, even if more than 100 million of your people die, you will still deserve it."
Le Yun originally didn't want to see blood again, but someone saw her bad temper and wanted to bully her, so she suddenly felt bad. She flicked her wrist and used a fishing net, and caught the Mahayana monk who wanted to take advantage of her.
She didn't show any mercy, she would kill the person she caught in the net with her spiritual consciousness, and then throw the body out with a flick of the net.
Feeling a flicker of light, a group of Mahayana monks raised their heads, just in time to see a fishing net trapping the Gui family's Mahayana monk, but the Gui family's Mahayana monk was captured without even having time to dodge.
The Mahayana monk of the Gui family was already a corpse when he came out after being trapped.
The whole process from the moment Gui's Mahayana was caught in the net to being thrown out took less than a breath and a half.
Several other Mahayana people who were traveling with the Gui family watched helplessly as their Mahayana ancestors were killed on the spot, but there was nothing they could do.
A group of Mahayana and calamity-level monks looked at the little female cultivator who killed a Mahayana monk with one move. They were extremely frightened... Gui's Mahayana... He lost his soul on the spot just because he said a few more words. The little female cultivator was too cruel.
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The body of Kan's Mahayana fell from the air and hit the bluestone foundation with a bang. There was a clear sound of fractures when it hit the ground, and blood came from all the orifices after it hit the ground.
Le Yun threw away the extra things in the net and looked at the monks from several major families, "My fairy's hands don't want to be stained with blood, but that doesn't mean that they can't be stained with blood, and it doesn't mean that they can't kill.
Do you want to leave your things behind and go, or go on the road together?"
The monks from the nine major families have been shaken by a series of blows. How can they still have the courage to face death or give it a try?
Hearing the last words of the little nun, I was so frightened that my liver and gallbladder burst into tears, and I responded with a trembling voice: "I would like to keep the storage device."
Fearing that it would be too late, the little female cultivator became unhappy and started killing again. They quickly took out the storage containers and moved items such as talismans and magic weapons.
They didn't dare to go against the rules and urged people in Ruyi's house to also count the storage containers.
The doors of the Ruyi Houses carried by each family were not closed, and the doors were ajar. The monks in the Ruyi House also knew what was happening outside and were so panicked that they lost their minds.
The low-level monks who were in such a mess were somewhat reluctant to part with their belongings, but compared with their belongings, life was naturally more important.
The low-level monks of each clan were busy counting their belongings.
A group of scumbags chose to be the heroes who knew the current affairs. Leyun didn't make a move. She threw a flying sword into the air and put a basin on top to serve as a storage container for the scumbags.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! She will not just wait in the air and fly near Kan's charred corpse. She will first find a few wishful houses, then transfer the bodies inside into body bags, and then
Collect the charred corpses separately as well.
Then he picked up Gui's Mahayana body and threw it into a body bag specially designed to store Mahayana and calamity-level corpses.
After cleaning up the garbage and cleaning up the site, Le Yun flew back into the air and walked around Kan's spiritual boat, studying the material and internal structure of the spiritual boat.
The spirit boat can travel at a speed of tens of millions of miles. The material is also good, but the magic circle has some flaws. It could have been refined into a high-speed spirit boat with a speed of 30 million miles, but in the end it could only travel at a speed of tens of millions of miles.
After a rough study, I took it over, shrunk it, threw it into my own space machine and let it sleep first. I will consider whether to rectify it when I have time.
The little Loli looked at the Kan family's vassal family again. The people there had not yet counted their belongings. She walked to the golden bell magic weapon she had thrown away and recalled the golden armor puppet and the golden bell magic weapon.
The Kan family's people are all dead, so there's no need to pretend.
Some of the defensive array magic weapons used by the Kan family and the three surrounding families as a camp formation were thrown on the ground, and some were thrown in the air. There was a bell-shaped magic weapon, a mountain-shaped magic weapon, and two formation disks.
All in all, the defensive magic weapons are all heaven-grade magic weapons, and their defense is acceptable. As long as they do not encounter immortal magic weapons and mortal immortals, they can withstand attacks from the Mahayana realm for a while.
Le Yun quickly found the magic weapons, took them one by one, and went to the east side of the square opposite the monks of various races, standing several hundred feet away in the air.
He said bluntly: "If you have any questions about the true kings of all races, please ask them as soon as possible. If you want to verify the authenticity of the news about the birth of the Immortal Tree, you should also do it as soon as possible. After today, if you bother God, God may not be willing to pay attention."
The little female cultivator came over, and the monks from all ethnic groups looked excited. When they heard that the little female cultivator agreed with all the clans to verify the authenticity of the news about the birth of the Immortal Tree, they all communicated through messages.
Elder Baijin of Taixuan Palace came out and gave a salute from a distance: "Fairy, Baijin has offended me."
"It doesn't matter, you can do whatever you want to do with Baijin Zhenjun."
"Thank you so much, Fairy." Baijin apologized and looked up at the sky: "The emperor and the sky are above, and the earth is below. Baijin, a monk from Taixuan Palace, petitioned to confirm that if the Immortal Tree is born, Baijin is willing to be blessed by three thunderbolts.
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Rumble -
His voice fell, the dark clouds did not appear in the sky, and there was thunder one after another.
In the blink of an eye, a purple thunderbolt as thick as a bowl fell from the sky.
Seeing the thunder falling from the sky, Elder Baijin almost cried with joy. Heaven responded, indicating that the news of the birth of the Immortal Tree was true!
Hundreds of figures flew out of the group of monks from all races, floating in the air, all looking up to the sky, their voices trembling with excitement: "The emperor and the sky are above, and the earth is behind. I also petition to verify the authenticity. If the tree of immortality
I have been born, and I am willing to be blessed by the thunder of heaven!"
The sounds of petitions for people willing to be blessed by the thunder of heaven rolled across the sky like a tsunami.
As everyone expected, purple lights flashed again in the sky, and hundreds of purple thunders fell from the sky.
Everyone stared at him, and the thunder that fell first made a "crack" sound on the top of Baijin's head, and then landed on the head of Elder Baijin's head.
Elder Baijin did not turn on his robes and defensive equipment, and endured the thunder blast with his flesh and blood body.
Purple thunder struck him, and his clothes caught fire. In a blink of an eye, his clothes were burned away and his skin turned black.
The thunder struck him once, then rose again, and then struck him a second time and a third time.
The third thunder struck down, knocking him down more than ten feet from the air, and his whole body was burned black.
When the thunder returned to the sky, the monks from Taixuan Palace shouted "Elder Baijin" one after another and rushed to treat him.
Elder Baijin, who endured three thunderbolts, ignored his body that was scorched black by the lightning and jumped and laughed like a madman.
"Hahaha, it's true, it's true, it's true! The everlasting tree is born again, it's worth the thunder, it's worth it..."
The excitement in the hearts of the monks in Taixuan Palace was indescribable. They immediately took out their Taoist robes and put them on Elder Baijin, and then grabbed him and held him down to feed him the elixir.
