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Chapter three hundred and ninetieth

With no more obstacles ahead, the group of cultivators walked straight towards the old village chief of Qingshan Village, preparing to take action and kill him.

Many mortals showed worries and anxious expressions on their faces, but they were only mortals, and the power of mortals could not compete with the powerful monks.

Suddenly, two figures flashed out and came to the old village head of Qingshan Village.

"Master Tianlang, why don't you save his life and give him to the Demon Sect as a cultivation resource." The seventh lady and her fiancé blocked the group of cultivators and looked at Master Tianlang.

"In my eyes, you are just training resources. You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me. Go away!" Master Tianlang's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

First, kill the chicken to scare the monkeys.

Secondly, there are thousands of mortals here, and one less mortal will not affect the overall situation at all. What's more, the old village chief of Qingshan Village is old and his energy and blood are declining. Even as a cultivation resource, it is also the lowest quality cultivation resource. It will not affect the overall situation at all.

You won't get many faith stones if you enshrine them. Just kill them, there's no regrets.

The seventh lady and the man remained motionless.

"Hmph! Since you two are looking for death, you will go on the road with this old guy." Master Tianlang said coldly.

"Kill!" The group of cultivators shouted, and they used spiritual techniques to kill the three people in front of them.

"Are you still watching?"

"Let's stop them together!"

The seventh lady and the man looked at the other monks who had not surrendered to Master Tianlang and shouted.

A group of monks who had not surrendered pondered for a moment, their expressions became firm, and they came to the side of the seventh lady and the man, working together to protect the mortals behind them.

Now that you have made your choice, make it thorough.

Master Tianlang's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said quietly: "Do you really think that I don't dare to kill all of you?"

This group of monks did not surrender and submit to him just now.

At this time, he even stood up to stop his subordinates from doing things.

This group of monks challenged his authority again and again!

It has completely angered him and made him murderous.

"Anyone who blocks his path will be killed without mercy!" Master Tianlang said coldly.

"I will obey the decree of Master Tianlang!" The cultivators under Master Tianlang promised with a loud voice. They all mobilized and swarmed up, each condensing powerful spiritual skills and killing Xiang Qi Madam and others.

Hundreds of spiritual arts burst out together, with different rays of light, covering the sky and the sun, instantly rendering the sky above everyone's heads into colorful colors, magnificent and gorgeous.

The expressions of the Seventh Madam and others suddenly changed drastically. Only by being in the midst of it can one understand the terrifying pressure that the spiritual arts from the sky were attacking their faces.

However, the Seventh Lady and others did not sit back and wait for death. They concentrated their spiritual skills and crashed into the surging torrent of spiritual skills.

Boom boom boom!

The spiritual arts collided, rays of light radiated, spiritual energy surged, and a powerful spiritual storm erupted.

Many mortals behind the Seventh Lady and others were knocked around by this spiritual storm and were all injured.

More than 80% of the monks surrendered to Master Tianlang. Although the Seventh Madam and others fought back hard, there was a huge disparity in the numbers of the two sides. The spiritual arts of the Seventh Madam and others were instantly swallowed up by the torrent of spiritual arts that erupted from the monks under Master Tianlang. The torrent of spiritual arts was slightly

After a pause, he continued to attack the Seventh Madam and others.

The torrent of spiritual arts covers a very wide area. Once it hits, not only the seventh lady and other monks will die, but also all the warriors. The seventh lady and others and the mortals behind the warriors will also die in large areas.

A group of monks enveloped by the torrent of spiritual magic looked desperate.

"My life is at an end!" Some monks sighed as they looked at the spiritual arts that were about to fall from the sky.

The Chinese warriors are not afraid of death. Facing the torrent of spiritual arts coming towards them, the eyes of the warriors are full of unwillingness. If their strength has not been restored, how could they allow the monks from the inner world to be rampant and wanton! They must fight with these monks, even if they have not yet recovered. Even if it means death, the monks from the inner world must pay the price with blood.

Monks feel despair, let alone mortals.

Many mortals looked frightened, pessimistic and desperate.

"Child, don't be afraid, it's okay." Many women hugged their children tightly and covered their children's eyes, but there were tears in their own eyes.

"Mr. Su!"

Facing the torrent of spiritual arts, the Seventh Lady was powerless. At this moment, a figure in black suddenly flashed in her heart, and she couldn't help shouting.

At this time, only Mr. Su can save everyone.

But Mr. Su has not shown up yet, and may not show up at all.

A torrent of spiritual magic descended on everyone's heads, and the next moment everyone's corpses were gone.

"Disperse!"

A voice suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.

The sound was not loud, it could even be said to be very light, but when it sounded, the torrent of spiritual arts that had descended on everyone's heads dissipated instantly.

Wow!

The torrent of spiritual arts turned into a spiritual wind and blew past, making everyone's clothes rustle.

"It's Mr. Su."

"Mr. Su is here."

"Everyone is saved!"

"Child, look, he is our great benefactor, Mr. Su." The women let go of their hands and let their children remember Mr. Su's appearance.

It's just that Mr. Su is wearing a mask and his face cannot be seen clearly.

The old village head of Qingshan Village and many mortals looked at the man in black walking with excitement, and pious respect appeared on everyone's face.

"Mr. Su." The seventh lady and the man breathed a sigh of relief, with surprise in their eyes. Since Mr. Su has appeared, everyone will be fine.

The expressions of the cultivators under Master Tianlang suddenly changed. Is this man in black who suddenly walked over a god?

The man in black could annihilate all the torrent of spiritual arts they had erupted with just one word. This method was so terrifying that even alchemy monks could not do it.

But everyone didn't know that Zhang Yao had obtained the Nine Heavens Star Technique and had successfully practiced it, so he was the master of the first level of the star sea.

On this living planet, he is a god!

When words are spoken, the law follows.

"Are you Mr. Su?" Master Tianlang frowned, his face showing solemnity, this man in black is not simple!

He was a monk in alchemy, but he had no idea when the man in black appeared. The man in black had just resolved many spiritual techniques, and Master Tianlang couldn't understand them either.

"It's me." Thunder Law Body said calmly.

"Did you lift the eternal curse on us?" Master Tianlang looked at the Thunder Dharmakaya.

"It's me." Thunder Dharmakaya nodded slightly.

Master Tianlang's eyes lit up, and there was actually someone who could lift the eternal curse. If he mastered this method, he would not even be afraid of anyone in the Eight Realms!

"Where is this place, how did we get in, and how do we leave?" Master Tianlang asked again.

"A living planet, I brought you in. If you pass through this star gate, you can return to the inner world." The Thunder Dharmakaya summoned the star gate.

"Haha! What the hell, Mr. Su, he turns out to be a fool!" Master Tianlang sneered in his heart. Whatever he asked, Mr. Su would answer whatever he asked. If not, he was a fool.

"Very good, now tell me all your secrets, and I can accept you as my true disciple." Master Tianlang looked proud.

He is an alchemy monk, and if he is in any major sect, he is at least an elder.

"I'm afraid not." Thunder Dharmakaya shook his head.

"Why?" Master Tianlang raised his eyebrows.

"Because you are going to die soon." Thunder Law Body said calmly.


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