"Everyone has also heard that Huang Wu knew that this beast was a taboo that caused trouble in the ancient times, but he still wanted to rescue it. What was Huang Wu's intention?"
Tianji asked calmly.
"Amitabha, the donor of Huangwu, this matter is of great importance. If this taboo grows up, I am afraid it will cause countless bloody storms on the Tianhuang Continent!"
The monk of Wuxiang Temple shook his head slightly.
"That's right, we can't let it go!"
"This beast is cruel and cruel, and has a murderous streak. If we let it go, there will be trouble in the future. Who in the Tianhuang Continent will be spared!"
The mood is fierce.
In fact, many monks have no understanding of the taboo clan at all, and they have no deep hatred for Ye Ling.
Standing out now is nothing more than fear of Eidolon.
Su Zimo suddenly laughed, looked mockingly, looked around, and said: "You said he was cruel and cruel, and had a murderous nature. I want to ask you, back in Wanxiang City, the Rakshasa and God tribes massacred human monks. Who stands in front of the human race and suppresses the alien race!"
"Is it you? Is it you?"
Su Zimo pointed at the group of cultivators and shouted loudly!
The group of cultivators remained silent.
No one responded.
Although most of the monks present had never experienced the battle in Vientiane City, they still had a general idea of what happened in Vientiane City.
In that battle, if it weren't for Su Zimo and Ye Ling, the genius of the human race would have wiped out the entire army and buried their bones in Vientiane City!
"Even if the ancestor of Ye Ling was a murderer in the ancient times and was cruel and unscrupulous, what does this have to do with him?"
Su Zimo said: "I have watched Ye Ling grow up since I was a child. Although he is good at killing, he never kills without reason!"
Still no one spoke.
Su Zimo looked around.
There are densely packed monks standing in the Valley of Heaven and Earth. There are many sects and forces gathered together, but most of the monks have disapproval on their faces.
No one wanted to listen to what he had to say.
In the hearts of many monks, they have already preconceived ideas.
Su Zimo shook his head slightly.
He knew that there was no need to explain any more.
"Haha, that's easy to say."
The Tiangang Sect's great master sneered: "Kings and mountains are easy to change, but temperament is hard to change. Killing and blood flow in the blood of this beast. By the time he starts killing, it will be too late!"
"Huangwu, you have to think clearly and don't be confused for a moment!"
Out of good intentions, the Great Master of Piaoxue Valley said in a deep voice: "Even if you can't bear to see him in trouble and want to save him, it's simply impossible."
"Today, all the heroes are gathered together, not to mention the Dharma Prime Minister present. Look at the Immortal Sect, the Buddhist Sect, the Demonic Sect, and the five major left sects. How many powerful combined powers are there in these super sects?"
"Don't say you can't save Ye Ling, even if you rescue him, you can't escape!"
Not only Ji Huo, but also the great master of Piaoxue Valley could see it.
This time, so many powerful combined experts from the Sword Sect, Hunyuan Sect and other immortal sects came, probably just to deal with Su Zimo!
A dragnet has been set up here long ago, and not even an ant can escape!
As long as Su Zimo dares to take action, he will definitely die!
The most important thing is that killing Ye Ling today is the general trend.
Anyone who stands up and stands in the way will be crushed to pieces!
Extreme fire will not do.
Neither can the Bailian Sect behind him!
Under the general trend, those who follow the trend will prosper, and those who go against it will perish!
"Keep an eye on Xiao Ning, don't let her leave even half a step!"
The great master of Danyang Sect said slowly.
"Yao Yan, you are not allowed to take action either."
The prime female sect leader said slowly.
What Su Nu Sect and Danyang Sect can do is not help each other.
The current situation has become extremely obvious. Whoever dares to help Huang Wu will become the enemy of super sects such as Jian Sect and Hunyuan Sect!
What's more, this matter is presided over by Xuanji Palace.
The Xuanji Palace has a transcendent status in the Tianhuang Continent, and most monks will not question it.
Jihuo looked solemn.
He didn't expect that what happened today would turn into a situation with absolutely no room for maneuver!
"Brother, you... let's go."
At this moment, Ye Ling's throat moved and he said something.
The iron hoop that was originally tied around his neck shrank again, and the sharp thorns penetrated deeply, and blood flowed out.
Under the restrictions of the God Lock, Ye Ling must endure endless pain every time he speaks a word!
However, he still raised his head, regardless of the tear of the wound, looking at Su Zimo in the distance, and said: "Brother, they are just going to deal with you. Don't be fooled!"
"Ye Ling, don't worry, I will definitely take you away!"
Looking at the blood stains on Ye Ling's body, Su Zimo's eyes became colder and colder, and the murderous aura around his body had almost condensed into substance!
In the sky, huge stars appeared faintly.
"Tsk tsk tsk, brotherly love is deep."
Xian Jian smiled coldly and said: "It's just right, I'll send you two to hell together today!"
"Everyone who has nothing to do with today's matter, please get out of my way!"
Su Zimo's whole body had become murderous, and he said in a cold voice: "Today, I am taking Ye Ling away. I will kill anyone who dares to stop me!"
"What a loud tone!"
The powerful Hunyuan Sect sneered: "Who do you think you are, just because you want to be the enemy of the world!"
Tianji said calmly: "I also want to say that whoever helps Huangwu will be the enemy of the entire world of cultivation, the entire human race, and all races in the world, and the world will punish him together!"
"Hahaha!"
Xian Jian laughed and said: "Huang Wu, you can't even protect yourself, but you still want to kill people. It's really ridiculous!"
"Xianjian, it's time for you to pay with your life."
At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from outside the crowd. It was a little hoarse, a little deep, but it conveyed a kind of terrifying magic!
"who!"
Xian Jian looked panicked and shouted subconsciously.
This voice sounded familiar, but he couldn't believe it.
"Who dares to stand up at this time?"
The group of cultivators also looked sideways and followed the sound.
In the void not far away, a monk in black robes slowly walked over. His white hair hung down his shoulders, his eyes were dark, his hands were hanging down, and in his right hand, he was dragging a long sword filled with demonic energy.
"Ah, it's Shura!"
"What Shura, it's Yan Beichen!"
"Isn't Yan Beichen the only one who died? The Shura swords have returned to the Shura Sect, and now there is another Shura."
There was a buzz among the crowd.
Su Zimo glanced at Shura and felt a pain in his heart.
After not seeing each other for nearly a hundred years, Shura's hair has turned gray. I wonder what kind of pain he has endured alone over the years!
"You, your soul is injured...how is this possible!"
Xian Jian looked at Yan Beichen, who was walking slowly, in disbelief, with disbelief in his eyes, and screamed.
He suddenly discovered that Yan Beichen's soul had recovered.
"Yan Beichen, stand down! You are a monk of the Shura Sect. Don't implicate the entire sect because of you!"
A Taoist Master from the Shura Sect stood up with a cold look on his face and scolded Yan Beichen.
The great leader of the Shura Sect did not stop it and seemed to think that this matter should be taken for granted.
"Who are you?"
Yan Beichen turned his eyes and asked expressionlessly.
"I am Shura in this world!"
The Dharma Prime Taoist looked proud, flipped his palm, and already held the Shura Sword in his hand.
"Are you also worthy of being called Shura?"
Yan Beichen struck out with his backhand sword and struck it on the head of the Dharma Prime Minister!
Black light broke through the air, bursting out with a suffocating breath of death!
Poof!
Before the titled disciple who called himself 'Shura' could react, he was cut in half by Yan Beichen's sword, and his body and soul were destroyed!