The people on the scene were silent, one by one was frightened by the means of the ancestors in the sky, and the emperor fell, and killed the avatar of Baizhang Mountain Headmaster, too domineering!

After a while, the sky was covered by dark clouds, thunder and lightning flashed, and the void disappeared, as if the end of the world was coming, followed by a rain of blood.

The emperor fell, and the sky wept.

The ancestor Volley stood in the void with a grinning corner of his mouth.

at the same time.

Thousands of miles away.

Baizhang Mountain.

Inside a stone house.

Sitting cross-legged, King Zhuo's body trembled, opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, the clone was killed, and his real body was also injured.

"Brother, I'm sorry!" Zhuo Wangsun showed sorrow, then, with tears in his eyes, said: "It's extraordinary, when the time is right, I will kill the ancestor Volley myself and avenge you."

Then he closed his eyes again and began to heal his injuries.

...

In the city.

After killing Zhuo Bufan, the ancestor Volley did not leave. He scanned the audience and ordered the saints of the Sword God Temple, saying: "You should check carefully for me to see if there are any other friends of Zhuo Bufan. I would rather kill one by mistake. Thousands, don't let one go."

"Yes!"

These people in the Sword God Temple got the order and rushed into the crowd of onlookers, indiscriminately, they shot and killed.

Suddenly it was a **** storm.

"Old ancestor, you can't make it. Killing innocent people like this will offend the people of the world." Xiao Wuhen's protector hurried to the side of Old Ancestor Lingkong and persuaded.

"What's wrong with offending the people of the world? Our Sword God Temple is the number one sect in the realm of cultivation. Is it possible that some people dare to find us to seek revenge?" The voice of the ancestor of the sky spread thousands of miles, and everyone heard it and shouted at the Sword God Temple. .

"What a Sword God Temple, killing like this, if I don't die, I will destroy the Sword God Temple in the future!"

"Me too. If you are not lucky enough to die today, if you see one of the Sword God Temple in the future, you will kill one, and if you see two, you will kill a pair!"

"From today, I will never die with the Sword God Temple!"

"I never die!"

These people are all people who watch the excitement, and most of their cultivation bases are in the Longmen Realm and the God-Telling Realm. At this moment, they were slaughtered by the saints of the Sword God Temple.

"In front of the Sword God Temple, you people are all ants! Waste!" The ancestor Volley again ordered: "Kill!"

The ten saints rushed into the crowd and slaughtered them.

"My ancestors, never do it. Although our Sword God Temple is the number one power in the realm of cultivation, we are now in full-scale war with Ku Zhuzhai. We must not offend the people of the world, and we must not lose the hearts of the people. If the Lord of Sword God knows, we must You will not be allowed to do this."

"Master Sword God?" Old Ancestor Volley interrupted Xiao Wuhen's protector and said, "What can the Sword God know?"

"Ancestor, you are harming the Sword God Temple by doing this, so stop quickly, otherwise I will truthfully report your actions today to Lord Sword God."

"call out!"

The ancestor Volley suddenly killed him. Xiao Wuhen's guardian was caught off guard for a while. He suffered heavy injuries and exploded. The soul wanted to escape, but the ancestor Volley held him in his hand.

"Ancestor, what are you going to do?" The old man was shocked.

"What are you doing? Don't you understand? This seat is going to kill you." Ancestor Volley had a sneer.

"Killing the same door is a serious crime. If the Lord Sword God blames it, you will be dead." The old man shouted angrily.

"Sword God is a shit! I worked hard and worked hard for his big plan, but he, for an outsider, actually abolished my thousand-year cultivation base. If I hadn't met a noble person, I would be afraid at this moment. It's not as good as you." The ancestor Volley was emotional, holding the old man's soul, with a grinning face, and whispered: "What about killing you? I didn't kill the same door."

"What are you talking about! Have you killed the same door?" The old man suddenly widened, looking at the ancestor Volley in an incredible way, and said, "Wuhen he..."

"I know now, it's too late." Old Ancestor Volley laughed.

"Old thief Volley, you betrayed the Lord of Sword God and killed the same door. You have to die, I will kill you." The old man finished speaking, preparing to blew himself up with the ancestors of the sky.

But he suddenly realized that he couldn't use any strength.

"Don't bother. If I'm not fully sure, how could I easily make a move? Remember, when I arrived at the Yin Cao Hell, I told Xiao Wuhen that he had not died unjustly." After the ancestor Volley finished speaking, his palm released a sharp sword energy, and the old man Yuanshen beheaded.

The saints of the Sword Temple are still killing innocent people.

The city was wailing and blood flowed into rivers.

"Lu Shao, things are not right. The ancestor of the sky killed Xiao Wuhen's protector. Most of the **** has rebelled." Xing Yuanqing said.

"You can't stay here anymore, go right away." Lu Yi's expression changed. If the ancestor Volley finds him in the city, he will definitely die.

At this time.

Three figures in the south flew into the void, with a huge aura.

Lu Yi recognized at a glance that they were the three Tianwu brothers.

"Old ancestor Volley, I hope you stop immediately, otherwise, we won't just sit back and watch." said the three Tianwu brothers.

"With the three of you, you want to be an enemy of our Sword God Temple?" Ancestor Volley looked unhappy.

"There are also poor monks." Monk Guiyuan stepped into the void, folded his hands together, and said: "Amitabha, God has the virtue of good life, and I hope the donor will put down the butcher knife."

"You four saints also want to stop me, it's ridiculous!" As soon as the old ancestor Volley fell, seven or eight saints stood up.

One after another, almost all the saints who came to the city came out.

"The ancestor of the sky, although you are the king of saints, but with so many of us joining hands, we may not be able to compete with you. Everyone is here to get magical medicine, and each has its own ability, but you kill the innocent like this, is it Are you not afraid of being an enemy of the world?"

The three Tianwu brothers shouted.

The ancestor Volley had a gloomy face, was silent for a moment, and raised his hand and said: "Stop!"

brush!

The ten saints of the Sword Temple immediately stopped the massacre.

The ancestor of the sky said: "This seat is here to avenge Xiao Wuhen and clear the door. I have no interest in any magical medicine. If you are uncomfortable or dissatisfied with today's affairs, please come to us in the future. The trouble of the Sword God Temple, I still said that, our Sword God Temple has been standing in the realm of cultivation for so many years, without fear of anyone or any force, say goodbye!"

After speaking, the ancestors of the sky took the ten saints, tearing the void away.

Suddenly everyone looked at each other.

"Just left?" Xing Yuanqing was dumbfounded, and asked Lu Yi: "Lu Shao, do you think the **** volley has any conspiracy?"

"It's hard to say." Lu Yi frowned, the ancestor Volley's behavior was too abnormal.

Xing Yuanqing glanced at the dozens of saints standing in the void, and muttered, "If so many masters are killed, what would be a big means?"

Just at this time.

There was a strong fragrance in the air, which made people feel ecstatic, and there were even a few monks with low cultivation level who were on the spot.

"The magic medicine is mature!"

I don't know who shouted, and everyone flew towards the city.

[Author's digression]: I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!