Chapter 362 Shenzang-Killing 2

If you want to say that there are the most sects among the four continents, the highest ranking of comprehensive strength is Liuzhou! In Liuzhou, there are three most powerful sects, Shendan Sect and Jianzong, needless to say, the other sect is the only sect.

This is the only sect with two immortals, which can be called a first-class sect. In those years, when the Haoyue Gate was besieged, only our sect sent a heavenly immortal and two Mahayanas, which was most impressive. Who called him the only sect to be a major sect? Therefore, it is easy to be written down by Uncle Geng Hui.

Standing in the void and staring at the Buyuan faction that had bleed into rivers under his feet, Mu Lingfei sighed slightly, and then his face turned cold. He looked in the direction of Weiwozong in the north. It took 500 years to think back on Geng Huibo's list, and his eyes rippled with strong blood:

"This Buyuan faction is extinct, let's go! When I get to the Heavenly King Gate, I will negotiate. If they are obedient, they will take their head. If you don't hand it over!" Mu Lingfei's look is terrible:

"The old rule, the immortals will be handed over to me, and those below the Huashen period are allowed to stay. Below the Mahayana period, above the Huashen period will be handed over to you, and none of them will be left."

"Yes, Lord!"

Two figures and meteors generally cut through the sky and went to the mountain gate of the next target Tianwang Gate.

Gu Xiaoran, the suzerain of our sect, suddenly woke up from practice and was worried for a moment, and there was a little uneasiness:

"Did I cultivate a fork? You're going crazy?"

Temporarily stop the reiki turn and get up and walk out slowly. Gu Xiaoran walked on the mountain road and felt the lush aura of Mount Liu. He couldn't help but feel good and praised:

"The ancestors chose this Pingliu Mountain as the foundation of the mountain gate. The aura here is by no means comparable to the Wangxianling of the Shendan Sect!"

Only the I sect can become the same sect as the Shendan sect and the sword sect, which has some advantages. And the rise of the We Sect came with great fluke. At that time, we and Wuji Sect jointly controlled the Pingliu Mountains. However, since the Dream Capital War thousands of years ago, the Wuji Sect declined and was finally directly annexed by the Only Sect. In this way, within a thousand years, the Only Sect has become stronger and stronger. If you take down several declining old sects around, including Lian Yunzong, it is bound to become the existence of Liuzhou beyond the Shendan Sect.

And with the rise of the status of Weiwo sect, Gu Xiaoran is extremely satisfied. Walking to the martial arts arena of the sect, countless disciples stopped to worship and salute:

"Disciples have met the elders."

Compared with the super sect with thousands of disciples, only our sect is still a little worse, but there are still one or two thousand disciples. Dozens of people survived the disaster period, and eight people sat in the Mahayana period, which was enough to run rampant for a while. Even if the eight Mahayana joint formulas fight against ordinary immortals, they may not have the power to fight.

What's more, Gu Xiaoran is not worried at all that there will be immortals coming to make it difficult for me. Even if there is, the two elders will definitely take action.

At this time, Wang Ran, the patriarch who participated in the opening ceremony of the God Gate, and six other elders suddenly appeared. After Wang Ran asked his disciples to retreat, he said worriedly:

"Big elder, you are out of the customs! Just came the news that the Buyuan School, Tianwangmen, Peiyuanzong, etc. have all been destroyed, and none of them has been spared above the Huashen period!"

"Oh? What's going on?" Gu Xiaoran looked solemn.

"The elders don't know that during your retreat, a divine door suddenly appeared in the true immortal continent. In just one year, all the four evil sects were wiped out. A ceremony was held half a month ago, and I also went to watch the ceremony."

Speaking of this, Wang Ran felt a slight bitterness in his mouth and continued to say:

"The terrible and frightening strength of the god's door in front of each sect is actually stronger than my sect. The cultivation of that god's cultivation is estimated to be comparable to that of the elder Taishang!"

Wang Ran stopped saying so much in one breath. Gu Xiaoran looked surprised and said puzzledly:

"Is this related to the extermination of those sects? Does this god want to be a dominant family? Isn't this a big taboo for the real fairy continent! Didn't Shendan Sect and Jianzong say? Righteous alliance, Ling Fu faction, Wushuangmen let them mess around?"

"What does it mean? The elder, the righteous alliance and Lingfumen have long stood on the side of the Shenzunmen, and they used the flag for the matter of Haoyuemen 500 years ago... Within a month, if the murderers who participated in those years are not handed over, the Shenzunmen will take action to destroy the whole family!" Wang Ran talked about how Mu Lingfei coerced each sect to admit what happened in that year, and handed over the original things of the people involved in that year

Gu Xiaoran listened and laughed instead:

"The murderer, I think this god's head was kicked by a donkey! However, even if those small sects are destroyed, it is better for these sects to compete with this divine sect. At that time, we can go further in this area, won't we?

"Is this your only plan?" The cold and indifferent voice came from the sky.

Two black figures flew straight over. It fell not far in front of Gu Xiaoran and others. After Luo Dingbang's automatic station, Mu Ling's eyes were clear, and he slowly swept over the eight people in front of him:

"It seems that it's a pity that I don't do business. This calculation is really loud!"

Wang Ran took a step forward and sneered:

"Two, who are you? How dare you break into my sect? I'm afraid you have to explain it first!"

Mu Lingfei didn't even look at Wang Ran. He was cold and motionless, and there was no sadness or joy on his face at all. He said word by word:

"Five hundred years ago, who was the only one who participated in the Battle of Haoyuemen? Hand over the people and I'll let you go."

"You are disciples of the gods!" Mu Lingfei regained his original appearance. Wang Ran didn't know him. He only said that it was a new disciple of the God's family. He was inevitably a little panicked, but he looked up behind Mu Lingfei, but he didn't see anyone coming, so he was relieved.

"Not bad! I will give you ten breaths to consider. After ten breaths, if I don't hand over to others, I will not leave an inch of grass!"

"What are you? How dare you be wild in me!" Gu Xiaoran and Wang Ran were extremely angry and scolded at the same time.

Mu Lingfei's face was like an iceberg, his eyes were like iron, and he waited silently without saying a word. That indifferent look made people feel a chill from the bottom of his heart:

"Good! Very good! Since you are self-destructive, I will send you a journey. Dingbang, no one left!"

The sonorous words were like knives and swords, and the strong murderous intention shot at Gu Xiaoran and other eight people. Feeling the breath of Mu Lingfei, the souls of all eight people are immortals!

"Okay!" The black magic gas opened, and the soul stick was in his hand. Luo Dingbang shook his body and swept to the top of the eight people's heads in the blink of an eye.

Gu Xiaoran and others' faces changed greatly and blurted out:

"You are all immortals!"

For more than two years, Luo Dingbang can't talk about the cultivation of the other three demon kings. He has enough top-grade fairy stones to transform the magic aura in his body into magic power much faster. In the past few days, after the battle of Buyuan School, Tianwangmen and Peiyuanzong, the full transformation of the magic power has finally been completed, and now it is the cultivation of the early stage of the magic immortals!

Gu Xiaoran's face suddenly turned pale and said angrily:

"Two predecessors, even if only our sect participated in the siege of Haoyuemen, when did they offend the divine sect and treat this sect like this!"

The fire in Mu Lingfei's eyes became more and more fierce, and the murderous spirit in his heart almost boiled out, saying word by word:

"I forgot to tell you!"

"Ye Xuanzi of Haoyuemen is my master!"

"Ye Xuanzi, Ye Xuanzi, Ye Xuanzi, who was able to kill the Mahayana period 100,000 years ago!" Gu Xiaoran and Wang Ran were already dumbfounded and blurted out:

"It's impossible. Haven't you practiced for 100,000 years!"

"Kill!" Thinking of Ye Xuanzi's thin appearance and Ye Xuanzi's various instructions, Mu Lingfei's eyes were fierce, and his anger turned into a killing word. He stepped forward into the void and punched out. It can be said that the sky collapsed and the earth were like a sea of anger.

The must-kill of Iron Fist - Breaking Fist!

A rain of blood spilled out. Looking at the three elders who slowly fell in front of him, Gu Xiaoran's face was incredible. In the middle period of killing three Mahayanas with one punch, even the elders may not be able to do it. Is the Mahayana period so vulnerable in the eyes of the immortals? What's the difference between this and paper?

Just when Gu Xiaoran was shocked by Mu Lingfei's horrible punch, he only felt a sweet throat and a tingling pain in his chest. His body couldn't help but step back and sprayed a mouthful of blood. Gu Xiaoran looked at his chest, and his clothes were broken. Even if there was a mind protection device, the bones in his chest seemed to burst. The pain, I couldn't help it, and another blood arrow spewed out of my mouth!

In the shadow of Luo Dingbang's gun, Wang Ran and the other three elders beside Gu Xiaoran were not so lucky. Several people had just dodged the long gun, but they were stabbed with a chill! So far, only eight Mahayana masters have died inexplicably in a short period of time!

A few feet away, Mu Lingfei opened his eyes angrily and shouted to Gu Xiaoran like thunder:

"Get down on your knees!"