The two cave masters of Jiuxuan Cave looked horrified. Their power was completely absorbed by the World Tree, and their life energy was also flowing away rapidly. In the blink of an eye, their bodies became shriveled up, like two mummies.
.
When these two people entered the Purple Dragon Space, Huo Long couldn't let them live. This was his biggest secret and trump card.
Huo Long came out with a calm and airy face. He took back the Purple Dragon Sword and stepped into the mountain gate. The Mine Cult disciples worshiped each other as gods and all knelt down. The combat power displayed by a strong man with a human emperor body made them
I am convinced. If some people used to think that Huo Long only relied on Ji Bokao, but now, they have changed their minds and feel that the saint son and saint girl will not be stronger than him.
After taking off the mecha of the formation, Huo Long entered the pavilion. This battle was a complete victory, but his energy was also exhausted. He needed to recover quickly, because there were masters from the other three sects, no less than six Immortal Emperors.
Strong ones, these people will retaliate against the Mining Cult at any time.
These people will never give up just because the two cave masters of Jiuxuan Cave died. Instead, they will become even more crazy. They are absolutely unwilling to see Huo Long grow up, let alone be neighbors with the Mining Cult, because they have already torn off their dignity.
There is no room for conversion.
For two days, the weather was calm, and everyone in the Mining Sect had no intention of relaxing. This was the calm before the storm, but the undercurrent was surging, and the other three sects had already announced that they would eradicate the Mining Sect and create a better future for the old leader Jingxia and Jiuxuan.
The cave master takes revenge.
The day before, Li De came back, and he came with him, but he still had some time to wait.
Although only Shi Buwai came, he brought a magical weapon, the incomplete bronze tripod. Of course it was a replica, but it was very powerful. It was a protective magical weapon given to him by Shi Buwai's father.
Kill the Immortal Emperor.
"Take the initiative and defeat the three sects!" Huo Long was overjoyed when he heard this and shouted loudly.
"Okay, let's have a vigorous fight with Brother Long!" Not waiting is not a fuel-saving lamp, there is no timidity, but excitement on his face.
Instead of letting them unite, it would be better to attack with lightning, defeat them one by one, and move the battlefield to the mountain gate of the three factions!
boom!
The door plaque of the mountain gate of Baiyun Tower was suddenly split into two pieces by the Huolong Purple Dragon Sword. The huge force of the knife contained purple energy and smashed the climbing steps into pieces, causing rocks to collapse and clouds to fly.
The top of Baiyun Mountain is a huge pavilion. From a distance, it looks like a huge Buddhist pagoda, which is Baiyun Tower. Huo Long and the other three turned into light and shadow and rushed straight to the top of the mountain. When the disciples of Baiyun Tower were slightly blocked, they immediately transformed into
Rain of blood.
"Who dares to break through the mountain gate of Baiyun Tower?" A shout came from the Baiyun Tower, and at the same time two figures rushed out, blocking Huo Long and the others from going up the mountain.
"Mining instructor Huo Long, Li Bo, don't wait for time, today we will bloodbath Baiyun Tower!" Huo Long shouted coldly, and his voice was sent out with mysterious energy, which made the white clouds tremble, the ancient skills swayed, branches were broken and leaves were destroyed, and birds were frightened and beasts fled.
"What an arrogant boy, I'm here to kill you!" A middle-aged man glared angrily and shouted. A pagoda appeared behind him and moved towards Huo Long and the others.
Huo Long and the other three sneered and exerted their strength at the same time to activate the bronze cauldron. Although the bronze cauldron was a replica, it was extraordinary. An ancient aura spread, and the blue light was dazzling. Wherever the blue light passed, the ancient trees in the sky were cut off.
If the sword of the Divine Weapon cuts like a cut, with a smooth cross-section, the ordinary disciples of Baiyun Tower will be covered by the green light or become a blood mist, and they will not even scream.
"Killing innocent people indiscriminately, I will not spare you today!" Behind the middle-aged man, an old man also presented a pagoda with thousands of golden lights, covering and protecting the remaining disciples.
However, this green light seemed to be indestructible and indestructible. When the golden light came into contact with the green light, it quickly disintegrated, and the disciples covered by the golden light were killed again.
"You guys retreat into the building and let us take in the three murderers!" The old man was furious, his profound energy shook, the golden light became thicker again, and finally resisted the green light, allowing some disciples to have the opportunity to enter the white clouds behind him
Inside the building.
The pagoda offered by the middle-aged man continued to rotate in the air, getting bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a mountain, with a large number of majestic pagodas colliding with the fist-sized bronze tripod.
boom!
The terrifying energy didn't know how to explode. The mountain-like pagoda was actually pierced by a copper tripod the size of a fist. With a final bang, it turned into fragments and fell to the ground.
"How is that possible?" The middle-aged man was in a daze, looking at the bronze tripod flying towards him with fear in his eyes.
"Get out of the way!" the old man yelled, causing the middle-aged man to wake up and retreat at the same time. The old man's pagoda stood in front of the middle-aged man, trying to resist the small copper tripod.
clang!
There was a crisp sound, and the bronze tripod, whose momentum was slightly supported, erupted again with a burst of green light, and five rays of light shot out from its three legs and two ears, like flying swords from the sky, rushing into the pagoda offered by the old man. The pagoda was a
It shook, and the old man's mouth turned red. Then with a bang, the pagoda turned into nothingness!
"this..."
The two were shocked and looked at the bronze tripod in disbelief.
The bronze tripod rotated very fast and hit the middle-aged man's chest. With a scream, the bronze tripod came out of his body and continued to hit the old man.
"Could it be a sacred weapon?" The old man was horrified. In his opinion, a sacred weapon would definitely not be so powerful. It continuously shattered the magical weapons of two powerful Immortal Emperors, and even penetrated the body of an Immortal Emperor.
, and its power continued unabated, attacking him.
"Who are you?" the old man yelled in horror, because he sensed that he had been locked by the bronze cauldron and it was difficult to move his feet.
"bump!"
The old man was like a middle-aged man who was pierced by the bronze cauldron and died an unexpected death.
In Baiyun Tower, the disciples of Baiyun Tower were trembling. The strongest master in the sect and the most powerful magical weapon could not escape a small cauldron sacrificed by three emperors. This subverted their cognition. This was
What kind of magic weapon is it? Is it really a sacred weapon? How can you resist?
Many people are filled with frustration. What is the meaning of their own cultivation? Even if they spend their whole life to achieve the Immortal Emperor Body, they are not killed by the Emperor Body disciples of the great cultivator who possesses the sacred weapon. If they know, this
The bronze cauldron is just an imitation of a broken cauldron. I don't know if I'll drown myself in a mouthful of foam.
Huo Long was also shocked. The power of this small bronze cauldron was astonishing to him. At the same time, it also made him aware of the extraordinary power of the greater holy land. In the future, he must be extremely cautious when facing the saints and saints. No wonder Shi
The children of the Don't Wait Big Thief dare to walk in the Kuhai Building so brightly and truly for no other reason than their father possesses a sacred weapon. In a sense, these nine great thieves are also quite a great cult!
"Hmph, today I will only kill the evil leaders, not the innocents. If you report the morally corrupt ones among you, I will spare your lives, and even include you in the Mining Cult!" Huo Long shouted loudly.
Speaking of.
There were a lot of discussions in Baiyun Tower, but no one dared to come out, and no one responded to Huo Long.
boom!
Without saying a word, Huo Long raised his body and used the Purple Dragon Sword to make a sweeping sweep. The top floor of Baiyun Tower was directly taken over by him, and then he said coldly: "Didn't you hear what I said?"
The people in the building no longer dared to huddle in the Baiyun Building and ran out, all kneeling down to beg for mercy.
"It's useless to beg for mercy. Tell the evildoers among you. If you don't tell me, then don't blame me for being ruthless. Based on the principle of not letting go of the wrong one, I will kill you all!" Huo Long
Said coldly.
Many of these disciples were human emperors. Facing Huo Long, who was in the same realm, no one dared to show any dissatisfaction or resistance. They were all slightly acquiescent.
An hour later, Huo Long and others killed many guilty people, and the remaining people either let them go or were accepted as members of the Mining Cult. Huo Long naturally knew that there might be many fish that slipped through the net.
But he was not Ji Bokao, and he did not have the ability to search these people's spiritual consciousness, so he had to give up.
After destroying Baiyun Tower, Huo Long turned to the next sect, Kanshui Sect. The elder of Kanshui Sect was defeated by Huo Long a few days ago and was recovering from his injuries. His combat power was not as good as Baiyun Tower. Within an hour, he was destroyed by Huo Long and the others.
Okay, beheaded the villains and dealt with them like Baiyun Tower.
When Huo Long came to Luoxia Sect, all the upper echelons of Luoxia Sect ran away, leaving only some ordinary disciples who didn't know anything. Huo Long was speechless. In order to survive, these guys just threw away their many years of foundation.
It was really easy to pick them up and put them down. At the same time, it made Huo Long frown. If these people escaped, they might become a disaster in the future. But now it was obviously too late to pursue them, so they had to deal with these ordinary disciples and at the same time dig through the treasure house of the mountain gate.
Towards the sky.
In the Jiuxuan Cave, two cave masters were killed. These ordinary disciples had long since dispersed, and the treasure house had also been looted. Huo Long was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother.
After destroying the four sects, Huo Long and the others naturally got a lot of things, crystals, old medicines and countless other things. There is no need to describe these too much. To put it bluntly, the mining sect disciples, not counting Fourth Master Li and others, already have nearly
There were more than 600 people. Huo Long arranged for Liu Yong to have a good education and formulated religious rules. In this remote place, he became the largest religion. The surrounding bandits fled in all directions and did not dare to cause trouble here, which made the surrounding residents very worried.
gratitude.
In the Jiuxuan Cave, there is a remote cave with a stone cliff. Time is like water, the void is like sound, and it is like a great road flowing out. Huo Long stood with his hands behind his back, standing in front of the stone wall, carefully observing the two lines of ancient characters left behind.
The silent cave gives people a feeling that time flies by and never ends. Huo Long's Purple Dragon Sword spontaneously emits a purple light, caressing the back of the knife, making Huo Long seem to travel through time and space, and his heart is throbbing with an unspeakable feeling.
Thoughts were lingering in his mind. He seemed to feel that in the distant past, someone was here alone, writing his own thoughts with a pen.
What height did you reach back then? Why are you so powerful, but you are as helpless and helpless as I am now?