When Cheng Yu released all the people in the fairy tower, the Kunlun, which had already towered into the sky, had disappeared. Only one huge tiankeng was seen in the eyes of everyone.

"Yuan Yangzi, I have already said that the destruction of Kunlun is not killing me, now you believe it!" Cheng Yu said with a smile.

"Why? Why! Why can't you kill you! You...you...hey..." When looking at Cheng Yu and all the Cheng Yu disciples and the Promise Palace behind him Disciples, and even some Kunlun disciples, Yuan Yangzi first roared, and then completely collapsed, a blood spit out, the whole person fell straight down!

Kunlun’s destruction was his last refuge. Although Cheng Yu had vowed, he could not believe that Cheng Yu’s magic weapon could really resist the power of destroying the big battle.

But now, Kunlun no longer exists, but Cheng Yu and his people have all survived. What is the significance of all this?

Others saw that Yuanyangzi was alive and mad at himself. He couldn't believe it when he widened his eyes, but the people on the ground had no interest. This is indeed dead.

"Be a self-made! Can't live!" Cheng Yu shook his head and looked at Yuan Yangzi who was dead. There was no pity in his eyes.

After all, a person who wants to die at a moment, now dying in front of himself, has any good pity.

"Yu Shidi, there are so many Kunlun disciples now, are we going to kill them all?" Xinhe said in front of Cheng Yu.

"Cheng Jiazhu! You just let us go, we are all innocent!"

"Yes! Cheng Jiazhu! Whether it is the case of Akasaka, or the matter of destroying Cheng Jia, it has nothing to do with us. Let the Cheng Jiazhu let us live!"

"Cheng Jiazhu, now Kunlun has not existed, we are not a Kunlun disciple now, you have a large number of adults, let us live a life, we will never be enemies with Cheng Jia!" This moment, all The Kunlun disciples woke up, where they dared to fight with Cheng Yu, all kneeling on the ground for mercy.

Most of the high-ranking monks in Kunlun have been solved by the masters of Chengjia and the masters of the Promise Palace. The rest of these people are not high in strength. Even if it is powerful, it is a few distractions.

And now Kunlun disciples are only less than 20,000, most of them have been killed by Cheng Yu, and some have died in the destruction of the big battle.

"Let them go! The people who killed it are also killed. Now Kunlun does not exist. Even if they kill them, it makes no sense!" Cheng Yu thought about it.

The evils that Kunlun made were all done by Yuanyangzi, the masters of these Kunlun people. These disciples, especially those who were not high-ranking disciples, even if they were involved in some things, they only listened to Kunlun’s orders.

This is also the reason why Cheng Yu refused to bring the elders of Kunlun, because they are damned people.

Although Cheng Yu is not a saint, he feels that the **** people, as well as the Kunlun's scent and the robbery period, have been killed by him. This Kunlun is no longer there. These shrimps and crabs will have nothing to do with them.

"I have no opinion!" Xinhe nodded and said.

"What about you?" Cheng Yu asked some of the principals of Cheng Jia.

"We all listen to the owner!" said the crowd.

In fact, Kunlun can be wiped out today, all of which are the credit of the family. If the owner does not kill so many catastrophic periods and scattered scent of Kunlun, this Kunlun cannot be destroyed.

At this moment, everyone looks to Cheng Yu as if they are looking at the gods. Although they have long known that the strength of the owner is not simple, they have not thought that his strength is already strong enough.

"Home! Thank you! Thank you for washing up the sensation for me, for my red ancestors to report a hatred!" At this moment, the old man squatting in front of Cheng Yu, the old tears said.

"Get up! Your enmity will let it disappear with the destruction of Kunlun. You will help me take care of Cheng Jia in the future!" Cheng Yu said with emotion.

Everyone saw the look of the old man, and he was filled with emotion.

It turns out that the old man has always been shackled by Kunlun, but he silently carried the pot for Kunlun for hundreds of years. What is even more tragic is that those who died are still his same door.

"Thank you, my home, Cheng Jia is my home. I will not let down my family's expectations. I will use my own life to guard the Cheng family!" The old man said firmly.

"Well, I believe in you!" Cheng Yu nodded.

Looking at the Kunlun's disciples, Cheng Yu did not want to kill them. He said: "From today, Kunlun has ceased to exist. You are no longer a Kunlun disciple. Today I will put you a life.

You should not use the name of Kunlun to provoke the right and wrong in the future. If you let me know, I will take your life. Let's go! ”

"Thank you Cheng Jiazhu!"

"Thank you......"

The Kunlun disciples who were squatting on the ground heard that Cheng Yu really wanted to let them go. Everyone was excited and straight, and then got up and left in different directions!

"Kunlun will stop here!" Cheng Yu looked at the huge pit in front of him. He once witnessed how brilliant Kunlun was here, but now there is nothing left.

This may be like the holy city of the year, the past of the Holy City is so brilliant, but now, who still remembers having a holy city?

This also makes Cheng Yu awkward!

However, just when Cheng Yu was still counting the number of people, there were many forces in all directions who rushed toward them.

"Look, somebody is here!"

"It seems to be a Kunlun person!"

"How is this possible? Kunlun has anyone still alive?" Seeing those who rushed over turned out to be Kunlun costumes, everyone was shocked.

Such a terrible destruction of the big battle, even many of these great Mahayana masters feel terrible ~lightnovelpub.net~ dare not say that they can survive this big array.

However, the cultivation of these Kunlun disciples is still only Jin Dan Yuan Ying, how can such a low cultivation survive in the destruction of the big battle.

Some curious people rushed to stop several Kunlun disciples.

"Predecessors spared!" These Kunlun disciples have been scared by Cheng Yu, thinking that Cheng Yu has regretted again, to kill them, and hurry to kneel on the ground for mercy.

"How did you survive?" But these people asked what they care about and asked directly.

"It's Cheng Yu let us leave!" Kunlun disciples only looked at these people and found that these people were not Cheng family, nor the people of the Promise Palace. They suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Cheng Yu? He is not dead?" The crowd suddenly burst into shock.

"Yes, everyone is not dead, it is his usage treasure to save us!" said the Kunlun disciple.

"This..." Everyone was smashed on the spot, so horrible to destroy the big battle, and as a result, no one died?