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Haotianzong sect, outpost village.

At this time, this small village in a quiet corner broke the tranquility of the past because of the sudden visit of a group of outsiders.

"Quickly, catch these people quickly, don't let them run away to inform the Clear Sky School."

A well-known soul master in the uniform of the Wuhun Hall had a solemn face, and constantly shuttled through the village, grabbing an unarmed villager from the simple houses, and placing them in the middle of the village.

The villagers here are almost stunned. Where did they think that Wuhun Palace would suddenly be in trouble

However, even if these villagers are willing to resist, it will not help.

Because they were horrified to discover that the spirit masters of the Wuhun Hall present had the weakest level of the 50th-level Soul King!

In the face of absolute strength, the little resistance in the village was nothing but a trivial wave, which was quickly pressed down.

A pool of blood was left on the ground, the bodies of the rebels were buried on the spot, and the remaining villagers were panicked and uneasy, their hands and feet **** with twine, and they were at a loss for what to do.

"DaDaDa..."

There was a sound of horseshoes from far to near.

Soon, a group of unique spirit masters from the Spirit Hall descended.

Most of this group of people are dressed in golden robes, which means that they come from the consecration in the elder's hall.

Three of them were Yang Ming's old acquaintances, a blood-haired Caesar, and two twin Douluo holding a coiling dragon stick.

Both of them were old men with white beards and hair. They looked like cloned by a cloning machine. They looked the same, and their martial arts were exactly the same, holding a two-foot-long Panlong stick in their hands.

But at this moment, these two Title Douluo with soul power as high as ninety-sixth rank, they respectfully guarded the person in the middle like two generals.

This is a very tall man, slender but not sturdy. His simple gray robe is too simple compared to the group of golden robes around him. It can even be said to be simple, but no matter the look of awe from the people around him, As far as his position is concerned, it can be seen that this man is in an absolute leading position.

Long black hair was scattered behind his head, combed very neatly, bumping up and down with the horse.

He is sitting on the saddle alone, giving people a very peculiar feeling. He seems to be a tall seraph statue itself, the incarnation of a god, and the sunlight falling from the gap in the forest is all focused on him. On his body, although he is not that tall, he still gives people a feeling of worshipping.

Yes Yes.

He is the chief worshipper of the Elder Hall, Qian Daoliu!

In charge of the elder hall and the most powerful force in the elder hall, its own strength is also unmatched in the world. It is one of the three peerless Douluo known in the Douluo Continent in the past, and now it is one of the four peerless Douluo, and its soul power has reached The horrible ninety-nine level is only the last step away from the hundred-level becoming a god.

But now, this man who hadn't stepped out of the Spirit Hall for many years has stepped into the spirit master world again.

The first stop he chose was also the first battle, but he chose Clear Sky School.

So, not only to settle the personal grievances of the year, but also to make a small amount of power for the forces in the spirit hall, mountains and rivers, to re-declare the strength of the spirit hall to the world at the cost of bloodbathing the Haotian Sect. !

When the main force arrived, a member of the Spirit Hall bowed to the ground and asked:

"Report!"

"We waited for the vanguard army to capture 234 villagers and beheaded 18 rebels on the spot. Excuse me, my lord, what should I do with the captured villagers"

Qian Daoliu held the reins and sat on the saddle, just like a **** on the top of the cloud. His eyes did not contain the slightest smoke and fire, and the extremely cold pupils swept away the soul master who was kneeling on the ground in front of him. Road:

"Kill them all."

Throwing this sentence aside, Qian Daoliu took the lead to leave.

The soul master of the Wuhun Temple who bowed down to the ground was in a cold sweat.

The 234 unarmed villagers said they would kill, they were really ruthless!

Soon, the villagers' curses, begging for mercy, and crying came from behind.

The village of Ninghe instantly turned into a **** on earth, with blood flowing into rivers.

But what does all this have to do with Qian Daoliu?

It was them who killed people, not him.

Zongma left the outpost village, Qian Daoliu and his group stood on the cableway, looking at the iron rope in the cloud and mist, a pair of eyes seemed to be able to penetrate a distance of thousands of meters, and saw the location of the Haotianzong sect far away. , There seemed to be a flash of memory in his eyes.

But this emotional change was only fleeting, and soon returned to the calmness of the past.

He waved his hand and ordered:

"Enter!"

With an order, the masters of all parties that Qian Daoliu had brought from the Palace of the Elders immediately followed the iron rope and moved forward quickly.

The chain can stop ordinary people, but they can't stop them.

The villagers who were lucky enough to escape from the outpost village were already too late to inform the Clear Sky School.

When Yang Ming and a group of people from the Clear Sky School rushed from the front yard to the end of the chain, a group of worshippers in golden robes were already waiting here to avoid the people from Clear Sky School from destroying the ropeway, causing the people behind to not follow. Come up.

The contemporary suzerain Tang Xiao stepped out of the crowd, righteously scolding:

"People in the Spirit Hall, our Haotian Sect has always been with you for more than ten years and has not violated the waters of the rivers. You sent the army over today, what is it?"

A blood-haired Caesar stood up, put his hands around his chest, and sneered:

"Didn't you see it? Our Spirit Hall came here today, just to remove you Clear Sky School from Douluo Continent!"

Tang Xiao glanced at Caesar coldly, and saw that he was only a soul emperor of more than sixty levels. He didn't lose face at all, and said coldly:

"When I was born, you little guy hadn't been reborn yet! It's not your turn to intervene here yet!"

"you!"

Caesar was so angry~lightnovelpub.net~ I didn't expect that the Haotian School was down and still, this suzerain Tang Xiao was just a middle-ranked Douluo, so he dared to look down on people so much!

"What are you! You are really not big or small, just get out of me!"

As Tang Xiao's voice fell, a force of spirit power turned into a violent wind, sweeping Caesar away.

The strange thing is that the worshippers in the surrounding elder hall stood aside and watched the good show. They didn't mean to stop them. They watched Caesar fall to the ground by the wind and ate a dog.

Obviously, Caesar betrayed Pope Bibi Dong in the Wuhun Hall and worshipped Qian Daoliu. Even if these people didn't say it, they would still despise it in their hearts.

Just as Tang Xiao was about to demonstrate further, a nonchalant voice came.

"Tang Xiao, I didn't expect that after so many years, you still haven't made any progress, you will only bully the small with the big."

Tang Xiao paused, watching the man coming from the chain in horror.

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