Chapter six hundred and seventy-two, the greatest crisis
Under the tomb of the immortal.
Making a mess.
Although it is said that the Immortal Tomb was divided by the ten major sects, there are actually only the six families of Shengjing Immortal Palace, Yaochi, Jianzong, Confucian Sect, Baidi Sect, and Jueqing Valley.
Qingyun Sect was forced to evacuate.
Dawei Temple has no interest in the immortal tomb.
The Ziji Sect and the Meteor Palace chose to be low-key.
The six major sects each occupy one side, and the remaining places are occupied by the forces of the large sects and large families. Only the powerful casual cultivators can barely get a share of the pie.
Over the past three years, major sects and families have gained great benefits from the immortal tombs.
Because there are too many ancient ruins remaining here.
Not to mention that the concentration of spiritual energy here is comparable to that of the Blessed Cave Heaven. All major sects will send the best disciples to the Immortal Tomb to practice, so there have been endless genius monks in the past three years.
The world of immortal cultivation seems to usher in a prosperous era.
A holy place like this is enough to transform the entire era.
And today, the Immortal Tomb ushered in chaos.
All disciples of major sects were brutally massacred.
Whether it is a top sect like the Shengjing Immortal Palace in Yaochi or some small sects, there seems to be no rule of death or injury.
The disciples were slaughtered, and the gods and immortals were robbed.
The person who started was a very strange person.
He claimed to be the little god Qin Zhao, who came from outside the domain and came here to seize the immortal tomb. He had to take action if he had a disagreement, and his methods were extremely cruel.
Its magic weapon is an umbrella-shaped magic weapon made of white bones. It is extremely violent and has a strange evil spirit. It is an extremely evil weapon or even an evil weapon.
If this person’s inheritance is an evil cultivator.
That is definitely the most top evil cultivator.
It is reported that the genius monks who died at his hands now have exceeded double digits, including the Saint of Yaochi, the Chief of the Sword Sect, and the Senior Brother of Shengjing Immortal Palace.
As soon as the news came out, it caused an uproar.
Too miserable, really miserable.
The genius disciples of various major sects were slaughtered by the demon girl three years ago, and their vitality was severely damaged. Finally, a new generation of outstanding disciples were cultivated by the Immortal Tomb.
But now they are all killed again.
Especially Yaochi.
It is said that Yao Chi is the worst.
Not only were all the disciples of Yao Chi in the Immortal Tomb killed, but all the disciples of Yao Chi who were close friends and subordinates were killed.
It is even a coincidence that it is not a coincidence.
However, this mysterious man who claims to be the little god has never heard of the Dharma that has been shown by this mysterious man, and has never seen it before. Perhaps he is really not a person in this world.
The Immortal Tomb is very mysterious. Even if it is explored by major sects, there are still many undiscovered areas.
So it is normal for any special situation to occur.
But normal does not mean it is acceptable.
All major sects are almost mad.
However, due to the laws of the Immortal Tomb, monks with high realm cannot enter at all, and this little god Qin Zhao had no intention of dealing with it.
Therefore, each sect can only deal with this matter in the immortal tomb.
But the problem arises.
Even disciples of the top ten sects have been killed, who can solve the problem?
So many sects chose to cooperate in unison.
They began to encircle and suppress.
In addition to sending out a large number of disciples, he also specially invited some powerful cultivators who were less than the Nascent Soul to form a demon-slaying alliance to hunt down this top evil cultivator.
For a moment, the storm was surging under the immortal tomb.
Qin Zhao felt very confused.
Why are there so many people in the holy land?
The holy land he had found was now full of people when he saw that it was already crowded. Naturally, he felt very frustrated.
Although these people cannot pose any threat to themselves, even the so-called Saint of Yaochi is just a little troublesome and can be killed at will.
But this made him feel very happy.
So he met a monk along the way and killed him.
Until a team of hundreds of monks appeared in front of me.
The leader was a white-haired man with a bit of evil aura, but his temperament was very extraordinary and did not cause secular cause and effect. Two kinds of contradictory feelings were filled with him.
This person is not a disciple of a major sect.
But a famous casual cultivator.
The real person Zhuo Yihang of the Treasure Hair.
It is said that it is powerful, no less than that of the disciples of the top ten sects, and is actually not very old, just because of love, he turned white overnight.
However, it was a blessing in disguise, and the mystery was understood and the strength improved by leaps and bounds.
This person has never come to the immortal tomb.
It seems that he is not interested in the Immortal Tomb.
But today he came, and it was Shengjing Immortal Mansion that cost a lot of money to invite him, because under the Nascent Soul, there was almost no random cultivator who could be more powerful than him.
His strength is even comparable to the former Wei Wuhen and the five sons of Shengjing.
More than half of this team of 100 people are casual cultivators.
It is true that all the powerful disciples of all major sects have almost died. Those who are not powerful are no different from seeking death.
The white-haired man Zhuo Yihang's voice was indifferent: "You are the little god Qin Zhao?"
"Who are you?" Qin Zhao did not answer, but instead question.
With his proud personality, this kind of question is simply disdainful to answer.
But he had a little doubt.
Why did the other party know his name, even his nickname?
You should know that after entering the holy land, he never took the initiative to mention his name.
After all, it is too strange to call yourself a little god.
"It seems that I admit it, that would be better." Zhuo Yihang said calmly: "Since this is the case, there is no need to waste time. Did you kill the disciples of Shengjing Immortal Palace?"
"Disciple of Shengjing Immortal Palace?" Qin Zhao frowned.
He didn't know who was a disciple of Shengjing Immortal Palace.
After all, there are many monks who are killing them along the way.
Zhuo Yihang curled his lips: "It seems that it was too easy to be killed, so I don't have any impression. Did you kill the Saint of Yaochi and the Chief of the Sword Sect?"
"So what?" Qin Zhao disdained to deny it at all.
Although he had no idea who the chief of the Sword Sect was.
But the Saint of Yaochi was indeed dead at his hands.
Zhuo Yihang nodded: "It's great, that's not because he's looking for the wrong person, and there won't be any misunderstandings."
"What the hell do you want to say?" Qin Zhao's face darkened.
"It's nothing, I just want to kill you." Zhuo Yihang's body instantly burst into white light, and a strange force emerged, and his whole body turned into a ball of white light and galloped away like a sword.
Seeing this, Qin Zhao certainly couldn't sit still and wait for death.
Anyway, so many people have been killed.
Then it doesn't matter if you kill more.
"Get out." Qin Zhao roared low, then a hot ocean of energy burst out from his whole body, colliding with Zhuo Yihang.
boom!
boom!
boom!
The two fought and terrible fluctuations broke out.
Everyone changed their expressions.
Because Zhuo Yihang was at a disadvantage under Qin Zhao's offensive, this is really rare. After all, he has almost no opponent in the same realm.
"I claim to be the little god, and I am indeed a little powerful." A cold light burst out in Zhuo Yihang's eyes: "It's a pity that you are about to die."
He didn't come alone.
As a casual cultivator, he has no stupid arrogance.
"What are you waiting for? Get on." Zhuo Yihang growled.
So hundreds of monks all used their means to attack and kill.
The little god Qin Zhao's face suddenly changed.
These monks are not weak in strength.
If it were normal, he wouldn't even look at it, but now he is suppressed by heaven and earth and cannot exert all his strength. It would be fatal to face such a situation.
This was almost the biggest crisis he encountered in his life.