Chapter 371 Blood casts the way to kill Next

Within a radius of more than ten miles, it was blood red, and everyone was shocked. At this moment, everyone felt that their bodies were imprisoned. The people of the big faction were pale one by one. Being sealed in such a place is undoubtedly one foot into hell.

"What's going on? Why can't Zhenyuan be used?"

"Oh, there's something wrong here!"

Long Chenxuan stood behind the owner of the Long family and had a cold war in his mind. He finally remembered it. No wonder he was so familiar with this place. At the beginning, he accidentally broke into this place and was captured by Zhuge Fuliang and Su Xiaobai.

Thinking of this, Long Chenxuan's face turned even more pale.

The people who came to this place were all the leading figures of the major factions, and the masters gathered, but no matter who was at this moment, they showed panic. Even a few masters of the divine period are no exception.

"Don't panic!" The owner of the Long family shouted in a low voice.

The people hiding in the distance couldn't help but be stunned and didn't understand what had happened. Within ten miles, there was no entry and no exit, and all the people who went in were sealed in it.

Zhuge Butiao stood on the nine tripods and seemed to merge with the ancient tripods. The whole person showed a detached state, glanced at everyone present and sneered, "Welcome."

"Zhuge is not bright, what are you doing!" An old man in Tianchi was shouted.

Zhuge Fuliang jumped down from the ancient tripod, and the ancient tripod floated above his head, and the road was natural. He walked to the crowd step by step, and his voice was cold: "All the people here today... They all have to die!!"

There is endless killing in the voice, as if it is the magic sound of Jiuyou, and everyone's spirit trembles.

The King's Hall is a slender man who is nearly middle-aged. At this moment, his cultivation has been sealed, and the black gas on his body has also dissipated, revealing his true face. He said in a low voice, "There are strange things here. Everyone retreat!"

But soon, the news came from the people behind, and the surroundings had been completely blocked and there was nowhere to enter. At this moment, their real yuan is sealed, which is not much different from mortals. How can a mortal break out such a powerful seal?

"You... So you came here on purpose because of us!" Some people have seen the clues in it and looked at the approaching Zhuge Buliang in disbelief.

"You son of God!" Many people showed resentment.

Zhuge Buriliang's face was indifferent. The brick appeared in his hand. The gold chain wrapped around his arm and shouted coldly, "At the beginning, you chased me all over the world, and no one can leave alive today!"

"Humph!" A big old man sneered: "Do you really regard yourself as a saint? In this Jedi, everyone's cultivation is sealed. Even if your body is unparalleled, you can't stand the war of attrition of so many of us. Don't be afraid, everyone. Let's go together, and we can definitely kill this son!"

"I would like to fight with my predecessors!" A young man stood up and said, "With so many of us, one spit is enough to drown him!"

"I am determined to get rid of this scourge for Kyushu!" Another old man stood up.

Not long after, more than a dozen people stood up and slowly turned closer to Zhuge Fuliang.

At this time, the old man of the big faction said, "I have something to say first. Who can kill this son? Who owns the nine tripods?" With that, he glanced at Tianchi and Dugu's house. This old man is a master of the semi-divine period, but at this moment, in the Jedi, everyone's cultivation is sealed, everyone is equal, and he will not be afraid of the power of Tianchi and Dugu.

"Kill!"

The old man should kill Zhuge Buliang first. The weapon in his hand is cold and bright. Although he can't use Zhenyuan, the system of immortals is a hundred times stronger than that of mortals. The old man quickly pulled out a shadow in place.

At the same time, another senior figure and more than a dozen practitioners also rushed up, and more than a dozen cold weapons were chopped at Zhuge Fuliang.

Zhuge Buteng suddenly opened his eyes, and two purple air spewed out. The bricks smashed his head down and went straight to the old man who rushed in front of him.

"Puff!"

The brain was splashed and bloody, and the old man's head was directly smashed. The body also turned into a pool of mud under the bombardment of bricks.

But he did not stop there. The purple light in the palm of his left hand turned into a magic sword and cut into another old figure. The two corpses to the end, the old man was split from the top of his head, and his internal organs were all over the ground.

"What! Why hasn't his real yuan been sealed!" Everyone was surprised, but it was too late. Zhuge Buteng rushed by and patted the bricks mercilessly. More than a dozen practitioners turned into corpses all over the ground in an instant, lying on the ground.

Everyone took a cold breath and looked at Zhuge Bright in horror. In the Jedi, even the Huashen period can't use the true element, but Zhuge Butliang can squander it at will and kill a master of the semi-shen period and an old figure in the blink of an eye. He even killed several elite figures of the big faction in an instant.

"What's going on!? Why hasn't his cultivation been imprisoned!" Everyone exclaimed.

Zhuge Buleang sneered and waved his big hand. The purple big hand fell from the air and smashed dozens of practitioners into blood fog. His face was ferocious and he smiled, "I said that everyone has to die!"

"This..." Many people's faces are full of panic. How can they fight? Just like mortals competing against powerful immortals, even the people of a country are not enough to slaughter.

"It's the nine tripods. It must be the reason for the nine tripods on his body!" An old man from the Dugu family shouted loudly.

"Yes, it must be the reason for the nine tripods. We just need to take away the nine tripods from him and kill him with no effort!" Another senior figure also contributed to the flames.

This shout undoubtedly focused everyone's attention on the nine tripods above Zhuge Fuliang's head. In the face of this Kyushu treasure, everyone's hearts became hot again.

"Do you think I dare not kill you?" Zhuge Buo shook the golden chain, and the bricks roared out and hit the head of the old man of the Dugu family.

The old man's head collapsed on the spot, and the headless body collapsed in a pool of blood.

Dugu Bingyu and Dugu He, the genius figures of the two family, were pale. Zhuge Fuliang bombarded the elders of the Dugu family in front of everyone, which was like slapping the Dugu family in the face.

"Huh, young man, you should leave some room for life, or you will die miserably!" Another elder of the Dugu family frowned. Although he was frightened, he still had to say something out of the dignity of the family.

"Wow!"

The only thing that answered him was the sound of breaking the sky. The bricks flew directly over, as if there was a great force, which bombarded the old man of the Dugu family into mud.

"You died worse than I did..." Zhuge Buleang sneered.

"Sss~~" and all the people are inhaling cold air. In this case, they have no resistance at all and can only watch Zhuge Fuliang slaughter.

Zhuge Buliang waved his hand and showed no mercy. The purple palm pressed down again, and the elite children of dozens of the Dugu family who followed him were crushed into blood fog, and the lives of dozens of people were buried in his hands in an instant.

He is going to take the Dugu family again to shock everyone.

Dugu Bingyu and Dugu He retreated, because Zhuge Buteng had already walked towards them. Facing each other's cold and murderous eyes, they couldn't help trembling from their souls.

"Next is you!" Zhuge does not refer to two people.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a black light swept over, and Hua Lingxiao, the leader of Zixiao, stood in front of the two people. He held a big black clock in his hand and covered Zhuge. The bell mouth of the black clock was like a horrible black hole, black and breathless.

Everyone was immediately shocked that Hua Lingxiao could still use his magic power. Wasn't his Zhenyuan imprisoned?

Under the black clock cover, Zhuge's cold eyes were like electricity, and he raised the bricks and patted them.

"Dang!"

The bell was loud, and the big black bell shook and flew back. Hua Lingxiao staggered back a few steps and forcibly stabilized his body.

"That clock is a heavenly magic weapon! Hua Lingxiao must have been able to barely put forward some real yuan by relying on the heavenly magic weapon to protect himself. Someone saw the clue in it.

Zhuge Buleang looked at him coldly and sneered, "If you want to be a head bird, I will fulfill you!" After saying that, the whole body rioted and rushed to Hua Lingxiao, covering the other party's head with bricks.

"Dang!"

Hua Lingxiao's face was solemn, and the black clock was blocked above his head. After all, it is a heavenly magic weapon. At this moment, Hua Lingxiao Zhenyuan was imprisoned, and he can still exert some of his power.

The dark light rippled, mortgaged most of the prestige of the bricks, and Hua Lingxiao retreated. As soon as the black clock turned, the clock mouth went up, and the horrible black hole appeared again and devoured Zhuge.

Zhuge raised his hand, and his purple big hand appeared out of thin air and patted on the big bell. The bells seemed to be a burst of heavenly sounds, stirring out. Zhenyuan, who was present, was sealed and could not withstand the shock of Tianyin. Immediately, many people's faces showed pain.

Some people have even collapsed on the ground, with blood overflowing from the corners of their mouths.

"Dang!"

The purple big hand patted it again, and this time, Hua Lingxiao flew out backwards. Although he is a master of the Huashen period, at this moment, he is just relying on this heavenly magic weapon to barely put forward a trace of true yuan, and he can't compete with Zhuge's arrogant attack at all.

Zhuge Bu Liang raised his hand, and his purple hand grabbed the black clock, and then bombarded Hua Lingxiao hard.

"Puff!"

Hua Lingxiao's face turned white, spitting out a mouthful of blood and collapsed on the ground.

"Father!" Kirin shouted and rushed up.

"Get out!" Zhuge Biao shouted loudly, raised his hand, and his purple hand moved the black clock and hit Qilin. The big clock did not hit him, and the swinging wind made Kirin turn back.

With two shouts, Hua Yuteng and Jian Piaohong rushed up and stood in front of Hua Lingxiao.

"Dang!"

The big bell shook and flew the two people out without any suspense. Zhuge Bureang walked into Hua Lingxiao step by step. Hua Lingxiao lost the black clock, and a trace of Zhenyuan, which was reluctantly proposed, disappeared. At this moment, his face was pale, and there was a trace of despair in his eyes.

"Die!" Zhuge didn't brightly shout, urged the bricks to come out, and turned into a vast pressure of the ancient magic mountain.

"Boom!"

Under the pressure of the magic mountain, Hua Lingxiao's sad screams sounded, and half of his body had completely collapsed. After all, he is a master of the divine period, and his body is tougher than ordinary people. If he is an ordinary cultivation, he has completely turned into ashes under this pressure.

"Boom!"

Zhuge Butang shook the chain, and the magic mountain fell again. This time, Hua Lingxiao was completely crushed into minced meat. A generation of hegemons, the leader of the Zixiao School, has fallen since then.