Si Ze held Zong Sunye's body and turned to look at Su He: "Save...save him!"
Su He was silent. He was a divine beast, not a god.
The water flowed, washing away the stains on the body, and then condensed into ice to make an ice coffin, and put him inside.
He turned to look at Size: "Wuxiang Sword Sect and Qingyuan are from the same sect, so why are they fighting to the death?"
Most of the disciples of Wuxiang Sword Sect come from Qingyuan, so why do they kill people for no reason
Si Ze shook his head: "I don't know, I don't know! Junior brother helped me hunt exotic beasts to get fangs, and we ran into them, and it was just a few quarrels. They said that the Qingyuan lineage protected the dragon turtle and took away people's wives and daughters. Junior brother refuted that we also had quarrels in normal times, and at most we had a fight, but...but...why did they kill..."
Scholar! Zhu Yan!
They are the only ones who are sowing discord and plotting to cause chaos!
Su He's face darkened, and the water waves beneath him rolled up the cheese and the ice coffin: "Follow me."
Tsukasa looked at him.
"Take you to kill someone!"
For some reason, Su He felt panic in his heart and suddenly wanted to kill someone!
Si Ze stopped talking and even stopped crying. He let the waves roll in and silently wiped the barrel. Talismans fell on the barrel, and the barrel emitted the light of a treasure.
A feeling of "who else but me will die" rose up from her. This girl was thinking of dying together with him, rather than living in disgrace.
The waves rolled above the clouds, stretching across the eastern clouds and piercing straight into the Wuxiang Sword Sect.
When Gui Fang arrived, Si Ze had already fired a cannon, which hit the Wuxiang Sword Sect's protective formation, causing ripples but without any effect.
The third level of heaven.
This formation can block the attacks of ordinary third-level Tiandi. Feng Yiju's work
A cannon landed in the Wuxiang Sword Sect, and disciples immediately flew out: "Who dares to attack the Wuxiang Sword..." When they saw the dragon turtle behind Size, they could not say the rest of the words, and only turned around and timidly said to the sect: "Elder Xu..."
An old man inside flew up, but did not leave the sect's formation. He looked at Su He from across the formation, flicked his sleeves, and said gloomily, "I wonder why the dragon turtle came here to attack my formless formation?"
Su He glanced at him. He thought he was an elder of the previous generation like Qiao Changlun. However, the moment he appeared and saw Su He, Su He could sense the fleeting hostility in his eyes.
Su He was too lazy to talk nonsense with him: "Kill people and seize the foundation!"
Don't you think I'm stealing someone's property, wife, and daughter? Okay, here I come!
Su He opened his mouth and threw out a Mountain God Seal, which landed heavily on the sect protection formation. The elder's expression changed instantly, and the battle emitted endless light, blocking the Mountain God Seal.
The first strike of the Mountain God Seal had only the power of the ordinary third level of Heavenly Stepping.
Elder Xu, whose face was pale, slowly recovered his composure, and then he became furious: "Longgui, according to seniority, you should call me uncle, but you are so rude! How could Ge Jiansan teach such a person who betrays his master and ancestors? He should be taken to the ancestral temple and kneel for three hundred years!"
Mythical beast? Who doesn't have one? At this moment, a Zhuyan was being worshipped in the sect. That Zhuyan was already over 20,000 years old. It was more than 10,000 years older than the Qingyuan Sect. How could a little dragon turtle that was only born a few years ago be able to provoke it
If the elders of the Dragon Turtle Clan are ignorant and dare to show up here, do they really think that the Zhuyan Clan has no elders? The scholar once said that the Zhuyan Clan is the natural enemy of all the divine beasts in the heavens and the worlds.
Dragon turtle, what is there to be afraid of!
Su He didn't say anything. The attack he just made shook the formation, and the aura of Zhu Yan inside it flashed away.
A familiar smell, he has fought before!
The Mountain God Seal was cast again, boom!
Power ×2
The mountain protection formation trembled violently, but it stubbornly blocked the Mountain God Seal.
Can't break it! The formation trembled, but Elder Xu relaxed a little. This time, the dragon turtle's attack was much more powerful than last time. Obviously, he had tried his best, but he couldn't break the formation.
If the mountain protection formation cannot be broken in one blow, then it is invincible.
He spoke more and more recklessly: "You gave birth to me Qing Yuan, raised me Qing Yuan, and it was not me Qing Yuan who guided you to practice. At this moment, I don't know where you are in the quagmire. Your master doesn't dare to be presumptuous in front of me, how dare a mere child be rude!"
As he spoke, a huge dice fell from the sky with a loud bang.
Power ×3
Under the pure gold dice, a crack appeared on the light curtain of the mountain guarding formation, and then a dense spider web spread out with the crack as the center.
The sound of eggshells shattering came one after another. Elder Xu's face changed, and he saw that the formation was completely shattered.
The aura of the dragon turtle rushed towards him, and the crisis of life and death suddenly hit him. He was about to suffocate, and then he suddenly remembered that Zhu Yan was not afraid of the dragon turtle, but he was not Zhu Yan...
I never thought that the dragon turtle could blast open the mountain protection formation! This was set up by the sect master himself and blessed by Zhu Yan, how could it be smashed by a dice in two or three strokes
Who in the world would use dice as magic weapons
He turned to ask for help from the sect, but was slapped by the dragon turtle on the roof of the hall, which penetrated him completely, leaving only the part above his chest exposed.
Seriously injured, but not dead. The dragon turtle did not kill him, but only shattered his dantian and meridians with a slap. Elder Xu's face changed instantly, and his thousand years of practice were instantly gone. He spat out blood foam and begged to the hall below him: "Master Zhu Yan, save me..."
Then, a giant ape with white head and bare feet jumped out of the hall and fled outside without any hesitation, as if he was afraid that if he ran too slowly, he would meet with an accident.
Elder Xu, who was in pain, was stunned for a moment, and didn't know what to do.
Zhu Yan said nothing. This dragon turtle had already severely injured him before the Heaven Opening, and he was facing several beasts at the same time. It had been two years since the Heaven Opening, so he must have already consolidated his realm and was not running away to die.
Zhu Yan’s speed was extremely fast, and his afterimage covered a hundred miles in an instant.
But Su He was faster. He flashed in front of it and attacked it with the Fourfold Mountain God Seal.
Despicable! Don't use your space magic if you dare!
Zhu Yan roared, and swung his arms in a circle of waves, smashing forward like a whip or a gun, colliding with the Mountain God Seal with a loud bang. The space at the collision point collapsed, and a circle of lightning flashed, striking its fist.
Su He's Mountain God Seal not only has the effect of impact and suppression, but also contains half of a thunder pool given by Su Huanian!
Zhu Yan came quickly, and he returned even faster. The entire giant ape's body was covered with waves, and it flew back at a faster speed than when it came, crashing into the Wuxiang Sword Sect, and half of the sect collapsed.
In the hall, Elder Xu was stunned.
But the dragon turtle flashed and landed inside the sect. It raised its claws and created a barrier to protect Size.
Looking down at Zhu Yan from a high place.
"Who gave you the courage to provoke the Dragon Turtle?" The Zhuyan clan wanted to practice in war, especially in the war they started, the gains would be even more extraordinary. Perhaps they wanted to provoke a fight between the Wuxiang Sword Sect and Qingyuan, so as to practice
But using him as an excuse to spread rumors will affect the qi.
court death!
Su He at most disliked the Wuxiang Sword Sect, but he did not hate them. However, Zhu Yan, who provoked the dispute, deserved to be killed!
When two armies fight, kill the one who talks big first!
You want to plot a war? Fine, I'll satisfy you. One side is me, the other side is you! You'll end up in the end.
Zhu Yan in the pit did not answer. The distance of the Dragon Turtle Divine Machine became longer. During the Dragon God Festival, the maximum distance was many miles, but at this moment, the Divine Machine could overtake it in an instant with two times.
At that moment just now, it must have escaped more than a hundred miles away.
If you can't escape, then you have no choice but to fight.
Zhu Yan put his hands on the ground, looked up at Su He, and jumped up. The moment he jumped up, the entire Wuxiang Mountain gathered up and merged into his body.
A bloody and fleshy Zhu Yan instantly turned into a ten-foot-tall rock Zhu Yan, which looked down at Su He.
Zhu Yan Shan Tu. He had escaped underground during the fight before the Dragon God Festival. But he did not use such a method that day.
You were already seriously injured at that time, but you still wanted to avoid exposing yourself and instigate others to fight
"Roar!" Zhu Yan roared, raised his fists above his head, intertwined his fingers and clasped his hands together, and smashed towards Su He on the head.
"Roar!" Su He roared back, and his divine power blasted out, heading straight for Zhu Yan's head. At the same time, his figure flashed, and he was already above Zhu Yan's head. He fought with Su He, and was unable to seal the space, so he was in a position to be beaten.
The Mountain God Seal instantly smashed down towards the head.
Power ×5
Boom! The space shattered, and the ten-foot-tall giant ape seemed to shatter in the mirror, with a piece of rubble in every piece of space.
The giant ape shattered into pieces but Zhu Yan's real body was nowhere to be seen. Instead, numerous pieces of rubble spurted out blood at the same time, breaking through the broken space and pouring straight towards Su He.
Shedding blood has always been Zhu Yan's only way to defeat the enemy.
Su He's eyes flashed with a gleam of light. You still want to use blood to block my magical power? How can you use the same method again and again
Smelling Zhu Yan's breath, all kinds of ways to be covered in blood flashed through Su He's mind. How could he not have a countermeasure? The water waves below him gathered into a ball and wrapped him up, and at the same time rushed in all directions.
No matter how much blood there is, how can it be stronger than water
The blood hit the waves but did not disperse. Instead, it pierced Su He like a gun.
Su He sneered, and with a flick of his claws, the water waves gathered into a tornado, instantly twisting the bloody spear together and circling out of the mountain.
All the blood disappeared, Su He looked down, and did not see Zhu Yan among the shattered giant apes.
On the contrary, nearly ten thousand disciples of the Wuxiang Sword Sect were like zombies, staring at Su He, gritting their teeth and wishing they could eat his flesh and blood alive.
They were not lost, but under the influence of Zhu Yan, their hatred towards Su He instantly increased. Some of them who could fly on swords had already flown up, gathered into a formation, and slowly approached Su He.
Zhu Yan sent a voice message: "Tens of thousands of disciples are all from Qing Yuan's sect. Do you... want to kill them?"
There was a hint of gloating in his tone.
Whether Zhu Yan is killed or not, he will make a profit!
Killing, this is war, just take the opportunity to absorb a wave. Not killing, these Wuxiang Sword Sect disciples, deeply bewitched, will reverse and kill the dragon turtle.
"The Wuxiang Sword Sect is short-sighted. Are you Zhu Yan not short-sighted? You want war, fine, I'll give it to you!"
Su He roared and looked up to the sky and chanted: "Netherworld!"
The witchcraft of the netherworld is similar to the magical power but not the magical power. It opens the netherworld passage to attract the ghosts of the netherworld. When Su He killed the Teng Snake, the breath of the netherworld floated out and was thrown by the dice to get three points, and the volume expanded three times.
The passage to the underworld opened by Su He is not comparable to that of Teng Snake.
A team of old soldiers in broken armor ran out from the darkness, with missing arms and legs, and half of their bodies. They ran out roaring and waving rusty iron swords to kill the Wuxiang Sword Sect.
The murderous intent rushed through him in an instant, and the sword-wielding disciple flying in the air fell to the ground with a crackling sound, like a sparrow whose wings had been cut off.
They couldn't even withstand the aura of the ghosts.
The breath of war rose from the ghost and rushed straight into Zhuyan underground. This breath was not much, but it was extremely strong, and it went straight into Zhuyan.
Zhu Yan was not happy but frightened.
There was an inexplicable fear on his face, this breath was poisonous!
Where had these ghosts fought before? What kind of war was this? It was not something that a small Zhuyan could subdue. It would have to be at least an adult Zhuyan! This aura entered his body, but instead of improving his cultivation and replenishing his consumption, it corroded his body like a poison. At this moment, it was as if a battlefield had been opened up in his body. The newly entered aura of war was rampaging and killing in all directions.
Zhu Yan jumped out from the ground, lay on the ground, beat his chest and stamped his feet: "I lost! I admit defeat! Take away the ghost!"
Unexpected effects.
But Su He not only did not take away the ghosts, but expanded the passage to the underworld.
You're making this mistake again. You say you want to admit defeat? Su He didn't even bother with Zhu Yan's admission of defeat during the Dragon God Festival game, let alone now!
“Stop! Stop!” Zhu Yan’s eyes were red, and he held his head and roared: “All the people from Wuxiang Sword Sect are Qingyuan disciples, and they are from the same sect as you. So you want to kill them?”
Su He looked down at it. Begging for mercy was useless. He started to play the emotional card? Unfortunately, in the entire Qingyuan Sect, how many people were worthy of Su He's care
However, they were only a dozen people who had attended classes at Nanyuan together, plus some elders and a few chief monks with whom they had a good relationship.
He gestured to Size and the ice coffin in the barrier: "It is unfortunate that one of the people I care about in Qingyuan Sect was besieged to death by your people, and the other one wished to perish with you all."
On the roof of the hall, Elder Xu, who was inserting green onions, stared blankly at Zhu Yan rolling on the ground, and the faith in his heart suddenly shattered.
Hearing Su He's voice, his eyes suddenly widened and he looked at Zhu Yan in disbelief: "You... asked the Wuxiang Sword Sect to kill Qing Yuan's disciples?" He seemed unable to believe the news and instinctively thought it was false, but seeing Su He's expression, he had to believe it, and a string in his heart was suddenly plucked.
Why? Didn't they say they were going to encourage the Wuxiang Sword Sect to merge with Qingyuan and set up a large formation to attack the Dragon Turtle? Why did they want to kill Qingyuan's disciples
He was wheezing and panting.
In the distance, Su He and Zhu Yan were confronting each other, but no one paid any attention to him.
Zhu Yan's hair began to fall off in pieces. He stared at Su He with blood bubbles coming out of the corners of his mouth: "You, want to kill me?" He grinned back, revealing a mouthful of fangs: "You dare not! You are attracting enemies to the Dragon Turtle Clan!"
It wheezed and panted: "My Zhuyan clan is not like the Teng Snake, a loach that has been lingering for hundreds of thousands of years! I have seventy Zhuyans in my clan, do you know the consequences of killing me?"
Su He lowered his head and looked at Zhu Yan. Are all the Zhu Yan clan members so self-righteous? They frame people at will, cause wars, and admit their mistakes when they can't handle it. How did your clan pass down this tradition
It was the same last time. He admitted defeat when he couldn't win. Perhaps the lesson Su He gave him was not enough. This time he dared to provoke him. It was not enough to admit defeat, but he also wanted to threaten him.
Want to stop when you can't win? Where does your confidence come from
Su He suddenly had an idea in his mind. Yes... This is Zhu Yan! A divine beast! Immortal! There is a huge tribe behind him. Even if he designs to cause a war between the two major sects, in the end, at most he will apologize and pay money and property. There is no risk of his life.
No force would offend Zhu Yan easily. Su He could look down on their bloodline, but others could not.
When one reaches adulthood, he opens the fifth level of heaven, which is equivalent to the seventh step of a cultivator into heaven. There are seventy members in the clan. Which force can afford to offend them
In the Mysterious Realm of Mountains and Seas, Su He let out a long roar towards the direction of Qing Lei.
"Uncle Lei, can Zhu Yan be killed?"
Qing Lei's consciousness shook its head and waved its claws to remove the shielding of Suhe Island.
"Yeah~"
What did you say? The shielding was not done well, and Su He was cut off from external contact.
"Can Zhu Yan be killed?" Su He groaned again.
Qing Lei smiled and replied with a long voice: "Guess what I am doing?"
Su He: “?”
In the Wuxiang Sword Sect, the space rolled and a passage suddenly appeared. On the other side of the passage, Qing Lei stepped on an adult Zhu Yan. With a flash of violence in his eyes, he looked at Su He and said, "Remember, no matter which race or force, if they provoke you, they should be killed! Even if they are the crown prince of the Feng Palace, the Buddha of the Buddhist world, or the Taoist of Guiwang Mountain, they will be killed without mercy!"
Especially the Zhuyan clan, they are abandoned by people and hated by ghosts, so what if they are killed
This Zhu Yan had been watching from afar when Su He's second incarnation was undergoing the tribulation, and now it's making trouble outside the Fengshen World. How could Qing Lei let it go
With a push of his claws, the adult Zhu Yan instantly turned into ashes.
Qing Lei looked down at Su He.
Su He looked at Zhu Yan in front of him. Zhu Yan's face was instantly filled with fear, and the backup plan he had secretly prepared stopped.
How dare you! How dare you! Even if it was a dragon turtle, it dared to ignore the huge Zhu Yan clan and directly kill the uncle.
It was filled with turmoil. The mountain god seal on its head suddenly fell down, and Zhu Yan's soul was about to burst out: "No!"
As soon as the word "want" came out of his mouth, the Mountain God Seal with six times the power was already imprinted.
It hit Zhu Yan's head with a loud bang, and before the blood could spurt out, it was suppressed by the huge force.
A dark bolt of lightning struck from the sky and landed on Zhu Yan.
Zhu Yan raised his claws and watched his body shatter into pieces and turn into nothingness.
When the origin of reverse cutting falls on a cultivator at the second level of stepping into the sky, it means reverse cutting of his natal star. For other things, it means destroying them from the root.
Outside the space channel, Qing Lei nodded, and a strange look flashed in his eyes again: "Turtle, uncle will teach you a lesson. Any divine beast, even just a drop of blood, is a treasure! Before I killed this Zhu Yan, I had already stripped all the useful materials from its body. What about you? If you sell the materials of this Zhu Yan, it would be easy to build seven or eight Qing Yuan Sects for you."
Su He turned around in shock and looked at Qing Lei in disbelief.
Shouldn't I say this before I erase it
Qing Lei laughed loudly and smoothed the space with a wave of his claws.
The Wuxiang Sword Sect fell into an eerie silence. Only the ghosts ignored everything and continued to attack the disciples of the Sword Sect.
Summoned by the underworld, the combat power of ghosts is random, but it can always summon ghosts of similar realm to itself, and kill them at this moment.
On the top of the hall, Elder Xu was completely stunned.
Zhu Yan... is dead!
Not only did this Zhu Yan die, but another adult Zhu Yan was turned into ashes under the claws of a dragon turtle, like a dog, without even a chance to resist.
In the eyes of the Dragon Turtle, the godlike Zhu Yan is just a monkey that can be killed at will? Just like the disciple of the Wuxiang Sword Sect in Zhu Yan's eyes
His heart was chilled. He actually wanted to rely on Zhu Yan to slash the dragon turtle with his sword...
He was silent, but suddenly he looked up and shouted hysterically at Su He: "Dragon Turtle, stop! Stop! These are all Qingyuan disciples, they are not at fault! They are just bewitched! Kill me, kill me! Behead the evil ones and punish those who are disloyal, and leave the rest alive!"
"Even the Wuxiang Sword Sect is not entirely against you! How could anyone who has seen you survive the heavenly tribulation have second thoughts about you! And those who were thrown out of the battle zone between the two worlds and saw the adult dragon turtle, they even advised me, advised me..."
As he watched the ghosts being slaughtered, Elder Xu spat out a large mouthful of blood.
Zhu Yan deserves to be killed! He deserves to be killed! And the scholar, it was he who brought Zhu Yan here, which caused the Wuxiang Sword Sect to have second thoughts!
Zhu Yan saw the dragon turtle and it fled quickly, knowing that he was no match for it, but he managed to lure Wuxiang Sword Sect into having second thoughts.
Su He waved his claws and opened the passage to the underworld. A suction force came, which did not suck in all things, but only sucked in all the ghosts. When the last ghost entered, the passage was immediately closed.
There is no trace left, which is even more perfect than the space channel smoothed out by the green thunder.
The underworld is not in this world!
Elder Xu was panting heavily, and Su He looked at him: "Where is the scholar?"
There are reasons for not killing him. In the entire Wuxiang Sword Sect, only Elder Xu has the strongest scholarly aura. Even Zhu Yan doesn't have such aura.
Within three days, he would treat him as having met the scholar.
For some reason, Su He wanted to kill the scholar more than Zhu Yan.
(End of this chapter)