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Chapter 317: Endless Starry Sky

Jiang Yangyun punched out, like a mountain pressing down directly. Before the punch could reach, the blood on the two men's bodies gushed out like a tide, and their bodies began to break.

Clang....

A sword cry resounded through the sky, and a vast force was like the surging sea. The waves were rolling like rainbow thunder, and there were thousands of rays of light. There was a surging murderous intention in the auspiciousness. The sword intention was raging crazily, and in an instant it destroyed several people in the void.

People were beaten into blood mist.

Jiang Yangyun's body flew out uncontrollably, and his body began to break apart inch by inch. In an instant, it turned into flying ashes and was annihilated on the spot.

"A group of insects hiding in the dark also want to kill people?"

A voice that seemed to come from the Nine Netherworlds of the Abyss reverberated between heaven and earth, carrying supreme power mixed with rolling magic power, as if it was going to hook their souls like hell.

Bai Shang and Mo Qian slowly opened their eyes, their smiles became even brighter, and then they lay heavily on the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

The remaining seven people were extremely horrified. They looked into the formation and saw that the people inside the formation had disappeared without a trace.

"Run!" Zhan Changfeng shouted, his voice echoing like thunder in the field.

After everyone heard this, they all fled back desperately. They didn't care even if they were hit by the enemy and ran away like crazy.

"Can you escape?" Another voice came, and then blood flowers began to bloom in the void.

In just one breath, most of those people were already dead.

Clang...

A ray of sword light flew from an unknown direction, slashing straight at the seven people fighting Mo Qianbaishang. The sword seemed to be able to cut through the void, which frightened people and caused their souls to tremble uncontrollably.

puff....

The sword light instantly flew in front of the seven people, and then split into seven, killing all seven of them.

Puff puff puff....

The seven people used their weapons to resist, but it was in vain. The weapons were instantly chopped into pieces, but their power remained undiminished and they killed again.

Puff puff puff...

The sword light was like a spirit, shattering their defenses and the arms blocking them in front of them, causing blood to flow like a fountain.

As he approached, the sword light instantly turned and struck towards their Dantian.

Bang bang bang....

The seven people were like leaves blown up into the sky by the wind. They couldn't stop falling and hit the ground heavily, making huge holes in the ground.

"You deserve to die!" The seven people wailed feebly with all their strength. They lay in the pit, spitting out blood and dying.

"I won't kill you for now!" The voice came from the void again.

Immediately afterwards, a figure suddenly appeared in the void, dressed in black with a hunting sound, with a little bit of light shining in his hair, and a pair of eyes that were so cold that there was almost no emotion at all, and he just looked at the person who was escaping quietly. It wasn't Mo.

Who was it at the beginning?

"They all have to die!" Mo Chu slowly closed his eyes and patted his sleeve gently with one hand.

Then the green bamboo sword suddenly flew up, and then split into dozens of terrifying killing swords, trembling incessantly.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh….

Dozens of killing swords began to circle, and then, like arrows shot from a full-moon bow, they shot directly at the fleeing people.

Puff puff puff....

Dozens of killing swords were like wolves entering a flock of sheep, constantly harvesting the lives of those people, and strange flowers bloomed one after another.

Mo Chu stood tall against the sky, gazing coldly at the scene without any emotion.

After a few breaths, the buzzing sound of the killing sword and the wailing sound disappeared.

The entire sky was stained with a strange blood color, and the smell of blood echoed between heaven and earth.

The originally green and beautiful mountains and rivers were devastated, and the tall mountains were turned into rubble. There was no living thing for dozens of miles around. Broken limbs and remains could be seen everywhere, blood was everywhere, and countless weapons were broken into pieces.

Mo Chu crossed a hundred miles in one step, and quickly formed seals with his hands. Dots of fire began to appear around him. There were thousands of them, and then they suddenly fell onto the corpses on the ground and began to burn violently. After a few breaths, only ashes were left on the spot.

Drifting away in the wind.

Mo Chu nodded, and the sword palace hanging on Bai Shang's waist flew up and fell into Mo Chu's hands.

The disciples of the Lin Kingdom on the ground looked up at the man who was already out of reach in the sky. There was yearning in their eyes, but more of them were filled with wonder.

I'm amazed at this young man's extraordinary talent. If he hadn't broken through quickly enough, I'm afraid all of them would have died here.

"Thank you for your hard work!" Mo Chu steadied himself, bowed heavily towards them, and then quickly made seals with his fingertips. The sword palace suddenly grew in size, reaching a length of thousands of feet.

"Go in!" A gentle smile appeared on Mo Chu's lips, "I'll take you home!"

"Okay!" The leader of the White Tiger Legion spoke first, turned into a stream of light and rushed into the Sword Palace. He sat down cross-legged and began to heal his wounds. Seeing this, everyone also rushed into the Sword Palace dragging their tired bodies.

"I'll take you home!" Mo Chu's eyes suddenly became moist, and his heart suddenly began to tremble when he looked at those people lying on the ground wearing Lin Guo costumes.

Mo Chu sat cross-legged and clasped his hands, "I am willing to use the wonderful Buddhist method to save you from death!"

With that said, Mo Chu began to recite silently, and the majestic Buddha's voice instantly spread throughout the world, and the brilliant Buddha's light bloomed instantly, carrying unparalleled Buddhist principles, like a Milky Way pouring into the world, absorbing the essence of the dead souls in the world.

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The whole world fell silent at this moment, as if sinking into the vast sea of ​​Buddha. Like a Bodhisattva, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, he lowered his eyebrows and chanted together with Mo Chu.

After half a day, the sound of the Buddha slowly dispersed, and the sound of chanting gradually became calmer.

Mo Chu stood up slowly and walked towards the corpses, "I'll take you home!"

Mo Chu's voice was a little hoarse, then he stepped forward, and a mysterious light suddenly appeared in his hand, wrapping the corpses inch by inch so that they would not rot in the short term.

Then began to transfer them one by one, placing them all in the Sword Palace.

Even fallen leaves must return to their roots, let alone people?

It took half a day before Mo Chu moved them in. Mo Chu did not dare to stop and put Mo Qian and Bai Shang, who were sleeping, into the Sword Palace.

Immediately afterwards, one person began to clean up the battlefield and collect the loot.

After Mo Chu took back those people's storage bags, he distributed them all to everyone participating in the battle, leaving nothing behind for himself.

After that, he took out hundreds of collected Taoist medicines and some pills, and distributed them to everyone again, which was considered a small amount of compensation.

After doing this, Mo Chu slowly set off, walked to the seven huge potholes, and looked inside with cold eyes.

"I won't kill you because there are still many innocent souls that cannot be appeased. When I get back, I will use the blood of the seven of you as lamp oil to commemorate the innocent souls who died in your hands!"

After saying that, thousands of divine patterns appeared in the palms of their hands, intertwined into chains, and tied them into rice dumplings one by one, hanging on the top of the Sword Palace.

Several rays of sword light flew out and penetrated their veins.

The seven people all let out a scream.

"You deserve to die, and your whole family deserves to die!" Zhan Changfeng roared loudly, "Kill me if you dare!"

"No, this will make it easier for you!"

Mo Chu glanced at the seven people, then Sword Palace flew back, and then he disappeared between heaven and earth, leaving only a broken scene of mountains and rivers.


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