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Chapter 132 One Hundred Thousand Fireflies Come To Cast(1/2)

A small number of the 20,000 people who were just killed left behind the remains of corpses.

Now that the battle is over, the elders who are still angry are so angry that they run away from their disguise.

But soon, they found something was wrong.

Each of these dead people is true and there is no disguise.

Even if it changes, it should be lifted if you die.

But no matter how they do it, the dead still have their original appearance, without any change.

How is this possible?

Aren’t they from the Holy Land of the Heart?

Why is he my own disciple?

Did you kill the wrong one?

impossible!

They don't want to believe it is true.

However, the facts were right in front of them, and they soon discovered more truths that they didn't want to see.

The spiritual weapons used by these people are also owned.

Some people also have martial arts and martial arts secrets in the rings of the Buyu Holy Land.

Finally, check their meridians and sea of ​​Qi, which also retain the characteristics of the holy land exercises.

All of this points to the fact that the 20,000 people they just killed were their disciples.

He is not an invader of the Holy Land of Mingxin at all.

Master Jingyuan stumbled and rushed to a broken corpse and picked it up. It was his disciple.

"ah……"

"What the hell is going on!"

If you think about it carefully, there are many strange things.

The population of the Xin tribe is not strong, and all of them are only one hundred thousand people, while there were 20,000 people opposite just now.

Besides, how could so many people easily get into it?

And in the end, if Mingxin Holy Land really came in, how could it be so easy for them to be destroyed?

There are five masters of the Heart Division.

The strength is even stronger than them.

They were trapped.

First, their own people were deceived and beaten, and then they killed another group of their own people in person.

Two rounds of killing each other, the sacred land of 100,000 sects, only more than 3,000 living people were killed.

Not to mention those elders, inner and outer disciples, even the 50 saints with excellent talents, only two survived.

The Holy Land of Wushu is really completely collapsed.

Not only the mountain gate station, but also the subordinate forces around the periphery collapsed.

"revenge!"

"Blood debt and blood repayment!"

The Supreme Elder, Venerable Yuju, has not come out of the mountain for many years, but at this time, the aura stimulated by the heart-wrenching pain became disordered.

"kill!"

"I will definitely kill the enemy!"

"If you don't take revenge, you won't be a human being!"

Everyone who lives is full of anger.

But there is a problem before them.

Who should I seek to take revenge?

They don't know who did this.

Heart part?

In fact, they themselves eliminated this possibility in their hearts.

Not to mention that the Heart Department does not have this cunning and scheming, nor does it have this cruelty and cruelty.

Even if they really have it, with their strength, they can definitely destroy all the people present entering the holy realm.

The only enemy that can be confirmed at present is the person who has just pretended to be the Venerable Mirror Ring.

But Jiang Cheng is now dead to death.

In this breath, there was no place to vent, which made them almost go crazy.

puff!

The Master Jinghuan was angry and attacked his heart. In addition to the inner demons from some time ago, he vomited a large mouthful of blood on the spot.

He was hit too hard.

"The Holy Land of Mingxin!"

"We are planning to attack them, so we must have nothing to do with them!"

"Whether they are or not, they must give an explanation!"

His words immediately received a response from other elders.

"We have suffered heavy losses, why are they not doing anything?"

"Contact other major holy places and attack Mingxin holy places!"

"My sect's disciples withered, and only the place where the slaughter of Miaoming can be eliminated!"

Brother Cheng, who had become a soul, was listening to their words silently, and felt very funny.

So these people are really the best.

That is, if you meet him, it would be really hard to cure them if you change someone else.

After all, these people are so dark.

"Ding, the host was killed, and the enemy's strength is being tested and the resurrection plan is being arranged."

The system prompt sound rang without any surprise.

Brother Cheng kept silently reciting, giving him a permanent version of the improvement, big guy, I don’t want any one-minute trial version anymore.

Although the last version of the Word and Spell Experience was very cool and violent.

But it's too short, it doesn't match my brother's temperament.

"Ding, 100,000 monks were killed, and the unconscious soul only had a ray of obsession, which lasted for a long time, looking for the strongest existence that could avenge them..."

"The host's poisonous hero soul is the highest soul body in the entire field. One hundred thousand dead souls are pulled and take the initiative to cast, awaken the host, and avenge them!"

Although Jiang Cheng has become accustomed to the system's bad taste bottom line, this resurrection plan still makes him want to complain wildly.

Where did the dead souls come from?

I have destroyed so many sects before, why haven’t I heard of any obsession with the dead?

And in the final analysis, it is himself who killed those 100,000 people.

They also ask themselves to help avenge them?

Can the system be a little more dominant?

It’s better to just use a big move to pull it off, can you stop playing with me?

However, once this system plan begins, it is not something he can stop.

Everyone present soon saw a strange scene.

I saw fireflies slowly floating above the corpses that were killed, some were light green, some were dark green, some were light blue, some were light purple...

Different colors and beautiful.

And those who had lost their bodies also drifted similar fireflies from different angles.

A total of 100,000 fireflies slowly emerged.

Although it is small, the huge number still looks extremely spectacular and deeply shocking!

All the elders were stunned.

"Is this the soul of our disciples after their death?"

"Yes, it must be!"
To be continued...
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