Piaomiao Taoist Courtyard.

The forests collapsed, the palaces were broken, and the surging blood flowed by, silently. Among the thousands of mountains and valleys, there were indelible blood. The red wild grass danced with the wind, causing a wave of waves, and the crows flew and rattled, forming a prelude to the undead.

Endless dry bones were floating, and the remaining limbs were everywhere, and there were white flowers, including old and young, regardless of gender. The monks above the fasting period were fine, but they could barely keep the corpses; those young disciples were not spared.

The energetic young people never thought that they were still thriving just now. Even if they entered the Taoist temple of Qingzhou's first-class power, they suddenly encountered a catastrophe. Before they died, they had no time to react, so that their scattered heads were filled with joy.

Can people be conscious after death? There is.

Most of the ghosts and ghosts came because of this. These tens of thousands of disciples did not die at the first time. They still remain in the world, unclear and indescribable, and still retained the joy that they had just been happy. It was not until now that they turned into ghosts and came back to their senses.

The great blow to the great fall made it difficult for everyone to accept. Suddenly, there were shrill and gentle wailing sounds sounded between the world, and the resentment that filled the world seemed to be ignited and exploded. With the howling of ghosts and wolves, this blessed land immediately turned into a ghost creature.

In secret, countless monks were watching and were in an uproar. No one expected that this Piaomiao Taoist Court, which was famous in the local area and no one dared to provoke, would become like this in an instant.

Looking at the Changfeng Army who was re-arranged after the killing, the people did not feel the awe-inspiring murderous intent from their dignified and solemn faces, but deep fear arose in their hearts. The wisps of flames were like burning in the hearts of everyone, suffocating.

Looking at the only living person in Piaomiao Taoist Palace, countless eyes were filled with pity.

Even Taoist Qingxu himself was trembling with difficulty, and he had no calm expression just now. Listening to the continuous wailing in his ears, he felt inexplicably that the originally continuous cold wind became more and more harsh, like a sword, shaving his face full of pain.

"General...General..."

The image of the master of Taoist Qingxu was destroyed. In the face of death, his desire to survive was unprecedentedly high, and his luck in his heart disappeared. In the face of cold wars, he repented—for Kunlun, Piaomiao Taoist Courtyard is not worth mentioning at all.

Recalling his original thoughts, Taoist Qingxu was extremely ashamed and felt chest tightness and uncomfortable, but he didn't have the heart to pay attention to these things now and just wanted to survive!!!

Taoist Qingxu tried all his skills, first of all, he was willing to take out all the foundation of Piaomiao Taoist Court, just to exchange for a glimmer of hope, but Ji Changkong did not respond; he promised to be a cow and a horse, a slave and a servant, but what he got was still cold-faced.

There was no choice but to pray, Taoist Qingxu began to bow and do everything he could. Seeing the great power, everyone was sighing and sighing for a moment, and their admiration and fear of Kunlun were unprecedentedly raised.

Some forces who were still planning to drink soup with Piaomiao Taoist Court were sweating coldly and were very happy.

Taoist Qingxu was still begging for mercy. Seeing that Ji Changkong was unshakable, a resentful look flashed in his eyes. His expression suddenly became fierce and his wrinkles all over his face looked a little ferocious. He suddenly summoned a three-foot green peak and stabbed Ji Changkong.

The whole person turned into a sword light, sharp and decisive.

Ji Changkong snorted coldly and suddenly grabbed it with one hand!

His realm has been raised to the eighth level of the Purple Palace, so he naturally doesn't care at all.

I saw flames gushing around, forming a giant palm covering the sky, snatching the blue sword light!

The giant palm is destroyed and destroyed, and everything goes wrong. Wherever you pass, all plants, trees and soil are destroyed, and the sword energy is burned into nothingness, which covers the figure of Taoist Qingxu in the blink of an eye.

Ji Changkong then pressed his palm hard, and the giant flame palm followed suit, and with a "bang", he put Qingxu Taoist on the ground.

After a few breaths, accompanied by the convergence of flames, the flying sand and stones were calm, and only a huge charred pit was left on the spot, and the figure of the Qingxu Taoist was not seen.

Both body and spirit are destroyed!

Everyone was frightened and couldn't bear to look at them.

"Walk!"

Ji Changkong didn't even look at the mountains again, and then took the army away. As the flags fluttered, the red torrent disappeared into the horizon.

After a long time, monks came forward one after another to inquire about the situation in the mountains and wandered around, thinking that they could find some treasures, but they found nothing. They thought that they were captured by the Changfeng Army, so they couldn't help but curse the "robbers".

Suddenly, I heard the sound of shock coming from afar.

Everyone was stunned and looked at it quickly. It happened to be where Changfeng Jun left.

“Isn’t there… not the Eagle School’s mountain gate?

Everyone suddenly realized and felt cold all over. He realized that this killing would never be so simple, and it would not be possible that this world would cause another storm.

As expected.

Just one hour later, after Piaomiao Taoist Temple, the Ghawks were once again baptized by the Changfeng Army, and the whole family was destroyed without leaving any chickens and dogs. Even the disciples who were outside were wanted and became rats crossing the street.

Later, there were Xuanyuan Sect, Changqing Sect, and Hu Xiaomen...

The power layout of the entire Kunlun region ushered in a major change. Any suspected of being lip service and conspiring to murder Kunlun's interests will be chased by the Changfeng Army. No matter the size of the force, even the monks of the Zifu Palace will be killed!

Local natives were frightened by the news, and foreign monks did not dare to show up.

For a time, all six counties and regions were in a reshuffle, and the news of Kunlun's reorganization was in a disadvantage, sweeping like a strong wind, bringing great shock to the major forces. They all abide by the rules and dare not make any mistakes.

After all, the lessons from the past have become a mountain of dry bones.

The cleaning lasted for a full ten days. Ten days later, all the forces and monks who had the suspicion of the God's Decree, who were not allowed to leave, turned into smoke and dust under the Changfeng Iron Cavalry.

When the major forces breathed a sigh of relief, a more explosive news came out, but a new decree jointly issued by the commander of the Changfeng Army and Kunlun Gu Feng - each sect must send elite disciples and several elders to serve the Changfeng Army and serve Kunlun.

Those who violate the order will be killed!

Although they were particularly resistant, because the pearls and jade were in front of them, everyone dared not to violate them. They soon sent their disciples and elders to Kunlun according to the law.

In addition, there are many people speculating on Kunlun’s intentions, and as time goes by, the truth is gone. After all, the news that Zhou Tianming was attacked by a strong man some time ago could not be hidden. Kunlun’s move was already a bit like recruiting soldiers...

As expected, not long after the disciples and elders of many forces went to Kunlun, Ji Changkong took a slight absorption and sent troops to the imperial capital!
Chapter completed!