Chapter 422 The third time, the gate of destruction (for subscription)

  The huge green leather gourd spins in mid-air.

  A large amount of Xunfeng Qi condensed into a terrifying wind blade, and shot towards the core of the Ten Demon Sect's team.

  The purpose of such a large-scale attack is to force out the real strong among the Ten Demon Sect monks.

  In the world of practice, the strong may not be in power, but the one in power must be the strong.

   This rule is an iron rule within the Mozong.

  Ke Xiaoliang has neither patience nor wait.

   Within one breath, the matryoshka is completed.

  The huge body stood between the undulating mountains of the beautiful and sad scene, and then looked down at the monks who looked like ants under their feet.

  A large amount of Xunfeng Qi turned into wind blades fell on his Dharma image, but the energy on the surface of his body was not even erased.

  In Zhenwu Sect, a total of seven 'small' giants manifested.

  Obviously, in the Zhenwu Sect, many of the remaining elders have practiced martial arts.

   It’s just that compared with Ke Xiaoliang’s transformed giant body and the martial arts he used, he’s still a dwarf.

  Body size is not everything, let alone absolute strength.

  However, Ke Xiaoliang's changes are by no means empty shells.

  Punch down fiercely like the sky is falling, and the wind pressure like a storm has already fallen from a high altitude in advance, tearing apart the already broken mountain protection array arbitrarily.

  At this moment, the entire Zhen Wuzong trembled under Ke Xiaoliang's fist.

  Boom!

   Without mercy, without the slightest hesitation.

  The fist print fell, and a huge deep pit was pressed out among the undulating mountains.

  The loss of personnel is not too much, but it is extremely insulting.

Zhenwu Boundary Monument, Wu Pavilion, Zhending Cliff, Zhenlongbi, Cloud and Sea Boundary, Heaven and Earth Line Gorge...these famous treasures, blessed places, symbolic signs, and buildings in Zhenwu Sect are all made by Ke Xiaoliang's arrogant and unreasonable punch. Underneath, everything was destroyed and collapsed.

   Those seven short 'giants' were kicked away by Ke Xiaoliang.

   It's like kicking seven small **** away.

   More attacks focused on Ke Xiaoliang.

   But Ke Xiaoliang couldn't break through the physical defense of Ke Xiaoliang's body.

   "Sovereign! You have a large number of elders, please be merciful! Don't break them all, what are we going to grab?" A disciple of the Ten Demon Sect laughed wildly in the ruins of the Zhenwu Sect.

  Ke Xiaoliang stopped as expected, and then his eyes swept across the entire Zhen Wuzong.

  The next second, he punches the air.

  He was greeted by a transparent flying awn.

  In the setting sun that was gradually fading, a primordial spirit with three heads and eight arms, and a green-gold body, suddenly emerged holding various magic weapons.

  Most of the Yuanshen monks of the Zhenwu Sect returned now and went out with the team to destroy the Blood Demon Palace.

  Even so, there are still Primordial Spirit monks left behind in the mountain gate.

   "Arrogant devil, how dare you destroy my Zhenwu Mountain Gate!"

"I can't say it today, but I will kill you here and eliminate a great harm for the world." The three-headed and eight-armed Yuanshen said so, and the next moment the bell, golden bell, pagoda, copper ring, The dharma sword and the precious talisman all bloomed with twilight, and the effects of calming the soul, trapping the body, tearing the body, and calming the spirit fell on Ke Xiaoliang's martial arts at the same time.

  At the same time, Jin Zhong protected the Yuanshen, preventing Ke Xiaoliang from getting close.

  In Ke Xiaoliang's altar, there was an unprovoked storm.

  But in an instant, he was calmed down by the reflection of the primordial spirit.

   Knife and sword flew out of Ke Xiaoliang's cuff.

   Then, a piece of meta-magnetic force field was laid in an instant.

   Not only that, the sword and the sword spontaneously form an array, and the Yuanci Yinlong and Yuanciyang Tiger are respectively transformed by the sword.

  Amidst the roar of dragons and tigers, the power of the magic weapon falling towards Ke Xiaoliang was expelled and resisted.

  Ke Xiaoliang held the huge Dharma image and started another jump.

   Flying through the Yuan Magnetic Formation, Ke Xiaoliang's knives and swords are sent and received freely, freely and freely.

  In the blink of an eye, the three arms of the primordial spirit were cut off, and a large number of wounds were cut on the body of the primordial spirit.

  The light gathered by the power of the primordial spirit leaked out from the wound.

   Each 'light' is the 'fruit' that can only be gathered after years or even decades of hard work.

   Ke Xiaoliang did not directly absorb the three severed arms of the primordial spirit this time, but affixed a sealing talisman to suppress them temporarily.

   "The villain of the Ten Demon Sect! Do you know what the consequences of what you are doing now will be?"

"The Zhenwu Sect's mountain gate is broken, and the battle between righteousness and demons will be completely detonated. At that time, people will be devastated... No one will be happy. You ten demon sects will also be crushed into powder in the conflict between righteousness and demons." The Yuanshen monk of Zhenwuzong who was cut off and suffering endless pain began to talk nonsense.

  Ke Xiaoliang laughed when he heard the words: "The loss of life? Is there such a good thing?"

   "That's right! If you don't want to lose your life, you True Martial Sect might as well suffer this loss, and then heal your wounds in silence. Don't hold any demon-elimination conference, convene and gather a large number of so-called righteous ones, and come to criticize my ten demon sects."

   "If you really do this, then you are really disregarding the life and death of the common people, acting on the righteous way, and not thinking of mercy."

   As soon as the voice fell, the Yuanshen monk of Zhenwuzong was beheaded by Ke Xiaoliang.

   Then the body of the primordial spirit was cut into dozens of parts, sealed up and suppressed separately.

   "Is there only one Yuanshen monk stationed?" Ke Xiaoliang smacked his lips, feeling a bit at a loss.

   "There should be more than one, but... are you afraid to go up?"

"That's right, the Yuanshen of Zhenwuzong who was killed by me just now has three heads and eight arms, and he holds so many magic weapons. He should be a high-level role among the monks of Yuanshen. Such a guy was also chopped up by me. If you kill them the same way, how can the other Primordial Spirit cultivators... dare to show up?"

"If I knew this was the case, I should have fought hundreds of rounds with that three-headed and eight-armed Yuanshen, playing that kind of life-and-death contest, which is dangerous and dangerous, and dangerous and dangerous. The tragic atmosphere of victory. Only in this way will other Yuanshen monks have the courage to come up to make up the knife!"

   "It's still sloppy! Now these primordial spirits want to hide, but I can't find them. I am not a primordial spirit, and I am still a little powerless in searching for other primordial spirits." Ke Xiaoliang thought.

  Of course, it is only one of Ke Xiaoliang's basic goals to become Zhenwuzong and harvest Yuanshen.

  His biggest purpose is to cause a chain reaction.

  This huge reaction will involve both righteousness and evil in the whole world.

   In turn, it affects the development and changes of the three worlds of Wasteland, Gaowu, and Weird.

  As for the individual...Ke Xiaoliang also wanted to see how Song Qingwen would deal with such an emergency.

  Song Qingwen has been probing Ke Xiaoliang's details.

  At this moment, the collapse of Zhenwuzong's mountain gate was Ke Xiaoliang's answer to him.

  Ke Xiaoliang, Ke Zongzhu, Ke Tiandao... they have a temper!

   Don't kill Song Qingwen, it's because he is valuable, Ke Xiaoliang is generous.

  But it doesn't mean that Ke Xiaoliang won't fight back against Song Qingwen.

"No matter how many calculations, it will inevitably fall on the bright side. And the real confrontation on the bright side can smash too many meaningless calculations and calculations. Song Qingwen... Facing the accusation that Aunt Li will soon arrive, you Will he turn his face directly, or... there is still a way to get out, and continue to be a double agent between the two factions, using his special status to benefit himself?" Ke Xiaoliang suddenly became very interested in this result.

  (end of this chapter)