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Chapter 810 Soul-destroying, soul-destroying!

"Ancestor, don't worry, this killing formation can definitely..."

"You thought it was so awesome, and this is it?"

Hearing Mu Qianjiu's voice again, Jiang Tian's face instantly stiffened, "How is this possible!?"

The old man sighed, things have come to this point, and there is no point in saying anything now.

In this case, he could only risk his life.

"Take the remaining sect disciples and leave Ziyun Sect and never come back." The old man stepped forward and stood in front of Jiang Tian, ​​saying without looking back.

Jiang Tian was unwilling to leave like this, with a vicious look on his face, "Ancestor, they are just two..."

"Shut up!" the old man yelled, "go away!"

"Have you said enough?" Mu Qianjiu interrupted Jiang Tian, ​​and then took out his mace.

"boom."

The mace just touched the ground, and the entire Ziyun Sect fell apart instantly. This scene almost scared Jiang Tian to the point of peeing.

There was even more despair in the old man's eyes.

It seems that their Ziyun Sect is really going to be destroyed today!!

"Your place is too weak." Mu Qianjiu picked up her mace, "What kind of killing array is this? Is this also called a killing array?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Qianjiu suddenly threw the mace, and the seemingly terrifying killing array exploded into pieces instantly, turning into little bits of spiritual power and dissipating between the heaven and the earth.

"Have you had enough fun?" Mu Qianjiu yawned.

She was still waiting for these guys to come up with some new tricks, but after waiting for a long time, this was it??!

"you you..."

Mu Qianjiu ignored Jiang Tian and raised her hand to catch the mace falling from the sky, "Old guy, you have no chance!"

The old man was silent for a few seconds, "Fellow Taoist, if I am willing to trade one life for their chance of survival..."

Qin Biao looked at the old man coldly, "The sect leader has already said that you only have two choices, and there is no third!"

Jiang Tian was already trembling all over. No matter how stupid he was, he knew that he had offended the wrong person.

It’s not that there are no masters behind the Bandit Sect, then where did these two guys come from!?

If he heard correctly, Qin Biao just called this person the sect master!

He only knew that the leader of the Bandit Sect was very mysterious, and no one, not even the spies who had sneaked into the Bandit Sect, had ever seen this person.

Therefore, he has always doubted whether the leader of the bandit sect was fabricated out of thin air.

But now...

"Ancestor..." Jiang Tian looked at the old man and placed his last hope on the old man.

The old man sighed, "Then let's fight!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the silver hair on his head suddenly began to turn black. Not only his hair, but also his appearance gradually began to look younger.

But in just ten minutes, the old man had transformed into a young man.

"Old, Ancestor?!" Jiang Tian stared at the ordinary-looking young man in front of him, and couldn't believe that the Ancestor turned out to look like this.

Jun Wuxie saw through the old man at a glance, "This kind of secret technique is rarely seen anymore."

The secret method used by the old man can squeeze the full potential of the human body, allowing him to increase his cultivation to the peak in a short period of time.

The price is to consume a lot of life force until the last trace of life force is exhausted.

At that time, the old man's life will completely end.

But even so, the old man only forcibly upgraded his cultivation to the late stage of immortality, and in his current state, the old man can only hold on to half a stick of incense at most...

"You can run away if you can." The young man finished his words and his body rose into the sky.

Jiang Tian came to his senses. He wanted to escape but was unwilling to do so. If his ancestor won...

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding."

The bell behind the young man instantly magnified hundreds of times, and a pitch-black bell almost enveloped half of the Ziyun Sect.

"This is my soul-catching bell." The young man stroked the huge bell, "This is also the last time I will use it..."

Jun Wuxie's eyes were indifferent.

This bell is indeed interesting, but unfortunately it is just a incomplete magic weapon, and as an old human being, it is almost impossible to fully unleash the power of the magic weapon.

"Jiu'er, I'm..."

"No, no, give this to me." Mu Qianjiu held the mace in both hands, and then hooked her hand at the old man, "Come on, young man, come here!"

The old man just glanced at Mu Qianjiu lightly, and then slowly said, "Seize the soul, seize the soul!"

"Ding dong!"

The bell emitted bursts of magic sound, and everyone below fell into a daze for an instant. They all froze in place and looked up at the sky stupidly.

Mu Qianjiu just felt it was a bit noisy.

As the ringing of the bell became more urgent, my heart gradually began to become a little irritable.

But Mu Qianjiu didn't know that the old man was even more shocked. His soul-catching bell could even be controlled by immortal monks, but now it had no effect on the woman in front of him!?

"If you have no other skills, it's my turn!" Mu Qianjiu shook her little head and rushed towards the Soul-Calling Bell with a mace in both hands!

When the old man saw Mu Qianjiu trying to attack his soul-catching bell, a sneer appeared on his lips.

His Soul Seizing Bell is both offensive and defensive, how could it be...

But the next second...

"Boom!"

The mace hit the soul-stirring bell, instantly making a dull sound.

"puff!"

The young man spat out a mouthful of blood and raised his head in shock.

He saw that his "old buddy" was already covered with cracks, and then exploded to pieces under his gaze!

A magic weapon comparable to a semi-immortal weapon was destroyed so easily...

The moment the Soul-Calling Bell was destroyed, everyone below them also regained their consciousness, and then looked around in confusion.

Jiang Tian also shook his head, but when he saw his ancestor's soul-catching bell exploded into pieces, the fear in his heart reached the extreme.

"Huh!" Mu Qianjiu let out a long breath.

The world is finally quiet at this moment!!

I don’t know if my aunt is coming. I’ve been feeling a little irritable for no reason lately. I can’t hold my temper when I hear the slightest noise.

Mu Qianjiu scratched her hair and looked at the young man again, "Well, what else is there?"

youth,".........."

"It seems that I made a mistake!" The young man smiled bitterly.

Although his soul-catching bell is not as good as a real fairy weapon, it is not much weaker.

But even such a treasure was forcibly broken by the opponent.

Such a level of cultivation is definitely not something that an Immortal Realm monk can possess, and the man in black robe has never made a move.

The feeling he gave himself was even more dangerous!

But if he could watch his Ziyun Sect being destroyed, he would not rest in peace even if he died!!

"Ancestor!" Jiang Tian knelt on the ground in despair.

The ancestor, who was regarded as invincible in their eyes, could not even take a single move from the opponent, and even the most precious soul-catching bell was broken by the opponent...

"Submit, or destroy the sect." Mu Qianjiu had gradually lost patience.

Although she won't go on a killing spree, she can destroy all the monks of Ziyun Sect and let them fend for themselves!


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