Billions of thunders spread across the heaven and earth.

Luo Guan stands with a sword, as if the God of Thunder came to the world!

"Old dog, who wants to kill me?!"

Raise your hand and strike a sword.

"ah!"

The ancestor of Wuliang Mountain screamed, his body was torn apart by the shadow of the sword, and Nascent Soul fled frantically.

But under the thunder curtain, there is no hiding place.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, I know I was wrong, please spare my life!"

The perfection of the Nascent Soul is only one step away from the soul. He has paid so much to get to this point. How can he be willing to die like this?

It’s useless to beg for mercy!

Under the thunder, the ancestor of Wuliang Mountain's Nascent Soul shattered into pieces while screaming.

"Ancestor of the Shenxiao Sword Sect, you danced very happily too!" Luo Guan sneered and struck out with his sword again.

boom--

Ancestor Shenxiao was blown to pieces on the spot.

"Save me! Save me quickly!"

Around his Nascent Soul, there was a sword shadow protecting him, blocking the thunderous blast.

Screaming horribly, he tried his best to escape.

"snort!"

Luo Guan snorted coldly, and the source of the imperial sword in his body began to vibrate.

Buzz——

This is the Wrath of the Emperor Sword!

Outside Shenxiao Ancestor Nascent Soul, the shadow of the sword that was circulating and protecting suddenly fell into a stagnation.

"ah!"

Thunder surged forward and annihilated his Nascent Soul.

"Ancestor!"

The monk of the Shenxiao Sword Sect exclaimed, his face pale.

Their ancestor is dead!

It’s over…

Shenxiao Sword Sect is finished!

As the great enemy of Qingxiao Sword Sect, the two sides have long had a deadly feud. Now that Luo Guan is in power, he will never let them leave alive.

"Everyone, we have no way out. We must kill all the Qingxiao Sword Sect monks to avenge our ancestors!"

A strong man from the Shenxiao Sword Sect gritted his teeth and roared.

"kill!"

"Avenge the ancestor!"

But just as other Shenxiao Sword Sect monks rushed out, this man changed direction and fled directly.

Rumble——

A burst of thunder fell, and all the monks of the Shenxiao Sword Sect screamed and threw themselves on the street.

The person who escaped secretly was given extra care and turned into charcoal.

"Lord Zongzi is mighty!"

"I, the Qingxiao Sword Sect, have stood up again!"

"A bunch of bastards want to destroy our Qingxiao Sword Sect. Let's see who dies today!"

Everyone in the Qingxiao Sword Sect cheered and felt proud.

How desperate I was before, I am so excited now. I looked at Luo Guan with eyes full of ecstasy and... unbelievable!

Master Zongzi is really too strong.

The ancestors of the Twelve Nascent Souls were all directly suppressed, killing each one with one sword!

Even those who exist in the divine soul realm may not be able to achieve this kind of power.

The remaining ten Tianmen ancestors were almost driven crazy by fright.

This Luo Guan kills people without blinking an eye, which is really terrifying.

"Luo Zongzi, please be noble and wait for me a way out!"

"Yes, as long as Luo Zongzi nods, we will agree to any conditions!"

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Luo Guan was silent.

Thinking that seeing Hope, all the ancestors of the sects were even more eloquent, and each one of them talked about it in a colorful way.

Flattery rolls in, flattery rolls in.

Face?

This thing, in the face of life and death, is just a pile of stinking shit!

"It seems that you are just a group of pawns being used. No one cares about your life or death." Luo Guan sneered, "A waste of time!"

boom--

A thunderstorm suddenly broke out, and the dazzling lightning instantly drowned everything.

When the thunder dissipated, the ancestors of the Ten Heaven Clan were reduced to ashes!

Luo Guan's face did not relax at all, he turned around and raised his sword.

Rumble——

The thunder is overwhelming!

"Come out... I want to see what conspiracy you are hiding!"

Below, everyone was stunned and stunned after hearing the words.

What's the meaning?

There are also those behind the scenes. Are they really just pawns?!

"Luo Guan, you are really smart!"

Amidst the sneer, the air suddenly became heavy.

Like invisible mountains, it’s hard to breathe!

A figure appeared in the line of sight. He looked to be in his thirties or forties, and his eyes were shining. He was originally in the prime of life, but he gave people a feeling of being old and decayed.

Extremely weird!

But now no one has the intention to care about this. Astonishing aura erupts from the body, overwhelming the world.

Soul monk!

This kind of coercion is at least that of a person in the realm of divine soul.

Luo Guan sensed a cold, destructive energy. This was... the breath of the devil!

At this moment, he suddenly realized that things today were by no means simple.

The Twelve Heavenly Clan Competition was deliberately held in the ancestral court of the Qingxiao Sword Sect, for fear of having a deeper meaning.

In the Cloud Sea Continent and the surrounding sea areas, there are giants in the Divine Soul Realm.

Luo Guan had never seen this person before, so he thought, "Ancestor of the Asahi Sect?"

Opposite me, the middle-aged man looked surprised, "Luo Guan, can you guess my identity?"

really!

In the fragments of the small world, Yu Peng, a monk from the Asahi Sect, was actually a demon species.

Luo Guan's heart sank. It seems that the power of demons has eroded the world more than he imagined. One Yu Peng, plus today's ancestor of the Asahi Sect... perhaps, the entire Asahi Sect has fallen!

Devil, what on earth are you going to do?!

The black turtle's voice suddenly sounded, "It is collecting fragments of the Emperor Sword!"

Under the bones of Tongtian, it looked solemn, "The devil is sealed by the great road, and it is almost impossible to escape. Only the strongest sword in the world can cut through all methods!"
To be continued...