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Chapter 838: A smile after life will be too early

Xia Yunzi once again blocked them and said with difficulty: "Uncle Master! It's not that time yet, don't..."

Xia Yunzi's uncle shook his head gently and said, "Old ancestors and the others can fight with their lives. What's wrong with us? The most important thing is to last forever in Taichu Buddhism! When you go back and continue to heal your wounds, you must keep Taichu Buddhism worry-free! Give you and the monkeys some time. We're going..."

"Walk!"

A group of nineteen elders walked out of Butian Pavilion, turned into more than a dozen rays of light, and rushed towards the crowd of people in Xiji.

"Someone is out!"

A casual cultivator kept staring at the Taichu Sect. Seeing more than a dozen lights flying out, he quickly shouted at the people who were forming the formation.

Xiaoyu went to see it carefully, and it turned out that only a dozen people rushed out. What does this mean?

After a brief doubt, even the IQ of Xiaoyu's real person was launched! This is a desperate effort!

"Stop them! Don't let them get close! These bastards are going to self-destruct..."

The true man Xiaoyu shouted quickly, the spiritual methods of the people in Xiji were faster, and thousands of spiritual methods immediately took off...

Xiji's spiritual magic is fast... but it is still faster than Elder Taichu who burns life...

"The coward of Xiji! Come on! Take your grandpa Taichu's sword!"

No! Xiaoyu Zhenren retreated with a large number of Xiji members at high speed, but the eighteen small arrays could not retreat. They had just linked the spiritual energy between each other and had just generated the same frequency fluctuations of the spiritual energy. If they were to be dispersed at this time, no one needed to take action. Many people would explode and die in the next moment, and the meridians that could survive would also suffer severe damage.

More than a dozen sword lights running against the sword were rushing through the spiritual magic, and the faces of more than a dozen old men showed a happy smile. The golden light suddenly flourished, and a terrifying force erupted from these old men, like a scythe that reaped life.

The old man smiled and looked back at Taichu. This was the last time he saw Taichu in his life.

This smile is attachment.

This smile is also satisfying!

Taichu... Meet again in the next life

Boom!

The earth shook, the mountain swayed, and the powerful explosion turned eighteen formations, thirty-six immortal tree masters and two immortal wheel masters into blood mist.

The blood mist soared into the sky! It soared into the sky!

The formation, which had been completed most of the time, was instantly annihilated!

The faces of the Xiji Cult were extremely ugly... The excitement of the plundering before disappeared without a trace with this fierce self-destructive behavior.

At this moment... Master Xiaoyu suddenly felt that Taichu, who had passed the sect disaster, was not as easy as imagined.

At this moment... many people from Xiji began to doubt that when Taichu was conquered... would they still be alive? How much will Xiji lose in this battle?

An unknown cloud enveloped the hearts of the entire person who attacked Taichu.

"Uncle Master!"

Xia Yunzi roared wildly.

Looking at the nineteen elders who were completely broken in the golden light in the sky, everyone was silent...

This silence... in just a short time, there was an endless murderous intent burst out!

"Kill these beasts!"

"Kill them!"

The hatred in Butian Pavilion was filled with murderous aura, and everyone's chest was about to be broken by this grief and anger, and their eyes were red. Looking at the group of bastards outside the mountain formation, their eyes were full of bloodthirsty madness.

Real person Xiaoyu knew that he had no turning back when he opened the bow. He took a deep breath, and the confusion in his eyes was quickly dispelled by the killing, and he shouted: "Everyone obeys the order! The Star Falling Array!"

The three forces came to him and began to use the Star Falling Array, one of the Xiji Sect’s Town Formations!

Xiaoyu's hands clamping tricks were slowly sliding, as if he was drawing a star. He only used the starting posture, and the wind blew everywhere, making his gray hair dance.

The disciples of the Western Ji Cult behind him were as usual, and a terrifying force erupted from them, roaring like waves, hitting the sky.

"boom!"

A star actually appeared above the heads of these Western Ji disciples! Suddenly, an indescribable depression enveloped everyone's chest, and the powerful pressure crushed the person's spine.

The disciples of Xiji Sect all showed surprise in their eyes. This was one of the formations of Xiji Sect Town, and it may not be used once in a few hundred years. Unexpectedly, in order to conquer the Taichu Sect, the deputy leader actually used this formation.

Another big star! Before Taichu, he was almost destroyed by a big star!

Xiaoyu’s true man has a hard time! For the Taichu people, the big star is now like an inner demon! The moment they see the big star, their spirit will collapse!

The star produced by the Western Ji Sect is not as huge as the star that came from the last blow of the Taichu Sect, but the terrifying pressure shows an unparalleled momentum, with countless spiritual methods flowing on it, and all spiritual methods are entangled and repel each other, and the energy is even greater with the blessing of the formation.

This huge star was carried by the disciples of the Xiji Sect. Before it was shot out, it pushed the Taichu Sect’s guarding formation downwards. The terrifying energy fluctuation caused the guarding formation to shake.

"fall!"

The deputy head of the Western Ji Cult shouted, and the star that condensed countless spiritual magic fell with an unstoppable power, carrying the energy that could tear apart the human body.

Several disciples under the Taichu Sect formation vomited blood on the spot under this terrifying pressure, and their bones were shattered.

"boom!"

The terrifying power roared towards the Taichu Sect's mountain guard formation like a big river breaking through the dam. It hit the Taichu Sect's mountain guard formation with one blow, exploded with a bang, and broke out a gap in the Taichu Sect's shaking mountain guard formation!

Most of the monkeys who repair the formations in the Taichu Sect were monkeys. No matter how smart these monkeys were, they could not stop the enemy rushing in like sea water.

The formation! It's broken!

Taichu’s mountain guard formation! It’s broken!

"Kill!"

The wandering cultivators and the remnants of the sect took the lead in rushing into the Taichu Cult, which was full of confusion and the blood of the dead disciples remained on the ground.

After entering Taichu, the group of scattered cultivators and the remnants of the sect scattered and worked their own businesses, like inhuman robbers, without any organizational discipline, killing people when they see them and robbing things when they see them.

The disciples of Taichu Sect had just passed a year of heavenly tribulation, and none of them were intact. Everyone was covered with scars and blood. Facing the crazy casual cultivators and the disabled people, even if they were determined to kill the enemy, they were unable to resist.

Blood once again covered the entire Taichu Sect!

Man-made disasters... are even more terrible than natural disasters!

At the beginning, they have arrived at a stage of weakness that they have never had before!

The top of Huangdi Peak.

Huanglong's head was full of white hair dancing with the wind, and blood flowed out of his chest, but he didn't care. His eyes swept across the Taichu Sect without any intact, his lips were pursed tightly, and he looked coldly at the group of beasts who were killing wildly, and his whole body exuded a horrifying evil aura.

Hua Yizhen was in Butian Pavilion and closed his eyes and frowned. He had fought against the big star before... The strength he put in was beyond the sight of ordinary people! If it weren't for the strength he put in... Taichu would have been destroyed long ago...

But that effort brought heavy physical damage!

Huang Long turned his head and looked at Zhang Kuang and Xu Yu behind him, and then said to Gu Yunzi: "You protect the two purple seeds and go to Butian Pavilion to find Qin Haoxuan, bring the disciples with the best physical strength in each hall, and be ready to evacuate at any time, and keep the last incense of Taichu Sect!"

Huang Long paused, turned to look at the Taichu Sect, which was like the Shura battlefield, and said in a deep tone: "As long as these two purple seeds can grow up, even if my Taichu Sect is destroyed today, it will be the supreme sect in the future!"

"You two, remember everything today! Avenge us in the future! You are immortal! Taichu is immortal!"

Gu Yunzi burst into tears and said to Huang Long: "The head teacher..."

Huang Long shouted: "Go!"

Zhang Kuang was in a state of fighting, his robe was windless, and he looked at the blood-stained Taichu Sect and said murderously: "I won't leave! It's not time to abandon the sect! My five thousand years of teaching have been here, how can I withdraw it? I am a purple seed! It's not a porcelain doll that can only be protected by others! I have the strength to fight for Taichu!"

Xu Yu's blood-stained face was also full of fighting spirit. Her eyes were red and she looked at the group of random cultivators who were killing people wildly, and said ruthlessly: "Disciples... don't leave! The ancestor of the founding school on Yingling Mountain is watching us. How can we leave at this time and let them rage? These beasts, kill them all!"

"Where is Brother Huanglong?"

The real person of the head of the Western Ji Cult, the Taixue, finally appeared.

The real person of Taixue was wearing a black Taoist robe and stood tall majestic above the Taichu Cult. His face was always plain, and he still had a gentleman's face.

"Qin Haoxuan, your Taichu Sect, once killed two elders of the Immortal Wheel Realm of our Xiji Sect, one elder of the Immortal Tree Realm and six disciples, a total of nine people. The Xiji Sect came this time to seek justice for these nine disciples."

The head of the Western Ji Cult, the real person of the Taixue, spoke with great righteousness, as if he was really here to seek justice.

"The Taichu Sect refused to hand over Qin Haoxuan to cover up such evil people. Today we will calculate our new and old robbery together!"

The yellow dragon raised his sword and soared into the air, and the murderous intent as deep as the sea was hidden under the faint words.

"Since the first day of my Taichu Cult, your Xiji Cult has been ambushed around you. Now you tell me that you are here to seek justice, don't you think it's ridiculous? The behavior of a robber and the face of a villain, don't pretend to be a gentleman anymore. Let's talk with a sword!"

"What are you talking about with these beasts? You obviously want to take advantage of the situation!"

Hua Wangu is a violent temper. The words of the head of the Western Ji Cult really disgusted him. He immediately sacrificed his black flag without saying a word. When he was inserted into the sky, terrifying energy rushed out, the earth shook, and the black air rolled in. All the skeleton ornaments on his body, the empty eyes were filled with faint green fire, and the chill was awe-inspiring.

Hua Wangu shouted violently, and the black air covered the sky, like thousands of ghosts coming out, and the gust of cold wind rushed towards the group of people in the Western Ji Cult.

Hua Wangu took action too suddenly, and the thick black and gloomy aura rushed in like a flood that broke through the dike.

"ah!!"

The hundreds of casual cultivators who rushed in front were instantly flooded by the thick black ghost energy. Screams came from the thick ghost energy, accompanied by the "swish" sound of flesh and blood corroded, and the unbearable screams came frequently.

The black waves were surging and getting thicker, and the hundreds of people were no longer visible. The ghost energy was like a violent poisonous gas, with a powerful corrosive force, and the smell of rotten blood instantly spread throughout the Taichu Sect. After the hundreds of scattered cultivators were corroded, the black energy became stronger and stronger.

"This old monster..." Huang Long stood in the air, shook his head, but felt relieved in his heart.
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