The hundreds of thousands of monsters from all over the world who gathered on the ruins all gasped and looked in shock at the old woman dressed in luxurious clothes and holding a deadwood cane.
No one could have imagined that this was the legendary blood-clothed killing god flower blood-cloth...
"It's really the bloody god of death. It's a purgatory gourd. It's rumored that the purgatory gourd is a gourd that flew from the sky. There is a natural independent small world in the gourd. Later, a strong man placed several extremely ancient objects in the gourd.
And the terrifying formation... Rumor has it that this purgatory gourd can refine the ancient saint..."
"Wait a minute, Hua Xueyi is the great elder of the Heavenly Demon clan, but he calls that woman the Young Saint... Could it be that that woman is the Young Saint of the Heavenly Demon clan??"
"Young Holy Master? This... I heard that the Holy Master of the Demon Clan is old and has closed the door to death, and now the blood-clothed killing god calls this woman the Young Holy Master... Could it be..."
"No, if that's the case, now the Supreme Royal Family and the Preaching Sect will not only be losing a handful of rice, but provoking powerful enemies... If this young saint becomes the next Holy Master... It is unimaginable that the Supreme Royal Family and the Preaching Sect will meet
What kind of disaster happened."
"The young saint of the Heavenly Demon Clan... is actually a Taoist companion with this crazy demon. Now the child is being forced to death by the Supreme Royal Family and the Preaching Sect... One Heavenly Demon Clan is enough to cause headaches for the two major forces, plus a young crazy demon..."
Many monks were extremely frightened. Although the young madman does not pose much of a threat now, if he grows up... he will definitely become another madman.
And the millions of monks from the Nine Great Immortal Realms who gathered at the outermost periphery were all surprised and pricked up their ears. Although they had never heard of it, they also wanted to know the origin of this bloody-robed murderer and how terrifying it was.
Can ignore the third elder of the Preaching Sect.
Not only that, but the third elder of the Preaching Sect put too much pressure on everyone. He ignored all sects and acted arbitrarily, making everyone feel even more oppressed.
But now, such a powerful and terrifying existence has been directly taken over by this old woman... How can we not frighten everyone?
The old woman put the three people behind the purgatory gourd and slowly returned to Ji Jinxiu. She glanced at Qin Yu with her cloudy eyes, and a strange color flashed deep in her eyes.
"Young Saint, what should I do with him?" The old woman looked at Qin Yu in the giant bronze bell and asked.
Ji Jinxiu's dark eyes stared at Qin Yu, and her beautiful face showed a look of struggle. After a long time, she said ferociously: "You can't even protect him, you deserve to die!!"
Then, she looked at the old woman and said, "Give him a good time!!"
Qin Yu looked at Ji Jinxiu and did not answer. Instead, he silently crushed Zhong Tianyan's disbelieving soul into pieces. Not even the remnants of the soul were left behind. They were all crushed into pure soul power.
This is considered too dead to be dead anymore.
Tian Yan didn't kill Zeng before, he was just worried about Huang Jinniu and others, but now that the three elders of the Chuan Dao Sect have been taken in, Qin Yu no longer has any worries.
Afterwards, Qin Yu scanned the crowd around him and said resentfully: "There is another person you need to kill. If he is not him, he will not die if you forget him. That person's name is Zhuhuang, and his pseudonym is Wang Zijie. He is a servant of Emperor Futian.
, Senior can search Huang Futian’s memory and find Zhuhuang!”
The old woman nodded, opened the Purgatory Gourd, and captured Huang Futian.
"Ah ah ah!" The painful screams echoed in the sky like the howls of ghosts and wolves, making all the monks around them tremble with fear on their faces.
Less than half a quarter of an hour after being thrown into the gourd of purgatory, Huang Futian was almost like a man, and the flesh and blood in his body almost melted... The old woman pressed her head directly on Huang Futian's head without changing her expression. After a while, she threw Huang Futian into the gourd again.
In the gourd of purgatory.
The old woman slowly turned her head and swept around. The deadwood cane in her hand slowly turned, and a light curtain bloomed from her palm. The light curtain grew larger and larger, spreading in all directions...
It seems like you are trying to find a needle in a haystack.
About half a quarter of an hour later, the old woman seemed to have found something. Her slender jade-like hands grabbed her, and a figure flew from a very far distance and landed in front of the old woman...
However, this is a corpse.
Qin Yu in the giant bronze clock looked at Wang Zijie, who was lying on the ground lifeless, with a ferocious look on his face. Unexpectedly, Zhuhuang had already anticipated that a golden cicada would escape from its shell.
The old woman frowned slightly and said indifferently: "The people who killed me, the Demon Clan, do you think they can escape with this method?" As she said that, the old woman raised her hand, and Wang Zijiang's body was attracted to the old woman's hand.
The old woman checked for a long time, then suddenly raised her head to look at Fang Fang, and said: "That man has escaped, but I have memorized his breath. No matter how big the world is, I will be able to find him out in the future. Young Saint, I am sure to kill him."
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Ji Jinxiu's dark eyes were filled with tears, and she was heartbroken. She glanced around and murmured: "Senior...can you collect the forgotten souls..."
The old woman swept around, shook her head, and said: "There are no remaining souls around..."
Ji Jinxiu took a few steps back, clutching her chest, choking with sobs, and said, "Can you... let me see him for the last time?"
The old woman raised her head and glanced at the giant sword hanging in the sky, and said calmly: "Friend Hai Dao, I'm sorry to bother you." Then, the old woman turned her head and looked around, and said indifferently: "In ten breaths, I don't want to see anyone irrelevant...
"
As soon as these words came out, everyone gasped and fled in all directions at extremely fast speeds...
In just ten breaths, all the millions of monks who had gathered together fled completely, leaving only Qin Yu who was covered by the giant bronze bell.
The strong man who saw injustice on the road seemed to be worried that the old woman would kill Qin Yu, so the giant bronze bell was never canceled.
Then, a rickety old man in golden clothes stepped down from the giant sword. The old man raised his hands, and a pure power of rules filled the world.
What is frightening is that the main city of Zhulu, which has been reduced to ruins, reappears, like a mirage, reflected on the ruins, and what happened not long ago is all reappeared...
If anyone were here, they would be extremely shocked. This method alone is beyond the reach of ordinary people... Even those who have understood the Tao of Time to the level of a saint would find it difficult to achieve.
The scene changed rapidly, and soon it came to the scene of Huang Futian's protector holding Ji Xiangwang. Ji Jinxiu's tears almost solidified, and she stared blankly at the struggling Ji Xiangwang...
At this time, in the picture, Huang Futian has walked behind Qin Yu and inserted the heavy sword into Qin Yu's head...
This scene sent shivers down the spines of the young men and women on the giant sword above, and the old woman looked at Qin Yu with a hint of unbearability.
When Emperor Futian shot Ji Xiangwang into a mist of blood with one hand, Ji Jinxiu's cloak condensed with demonic energy instantly tumbled... and she fell into madness again.
"The Supreme Royal... The Supreme Royal... I want no more Supreme Royal in this world..." Ji Jinxiu looked up to the sky and screamed...
Then, Ji Jinxiu's eyes shed tears of blood as she looked at the old woman and said, "Senior... take me... back to my clan!"
The old woman nodded, with a look of ecstasy in her eyes, and flew directly towards the giant sword above with Ji Jinxiu...
"I will never forgive you in this life or the next!!!"
Qin Yu fell down helplessly, curled up and burst into tears!
At the same time, somewhere in the world.
When Qin Yu crushed Zhong Tianyan's soul, an angry roar came from a certain abyss.
"who is it!!!"
ps: There are only two updates today. This scene has come to an end. I want to take a rest and sort out the subsequent plot. The second update should be in the evening!
