Roars, screams, and hisses all flowed together moment by moment, causing the listeners to burst into tears.
A small stream of blood flowed slowly along the low part of the rocks, gurgling down with a thick and fishy smell.
A head flew into the sky, flew over, and landed next to the blood stream. Looking at this blood stream condensed with blood and life, he could not rest in peace.
A figure screamed and ran away, its expression distorted and panicked to the extreme. As a Martial Lord, he actually sprained his foot when running away, which shows how scared he was in his heart.
But he could not escape more than a hundred meters away. A red dragon flying in the clouds roared and roared with anger. The bloody sky suddenly covered the hurried and lost warrior. He took off his head.
Level, the blood in his neck was like a fountain, dyeing the flowers and grass on the mountainside red everywhere.
The sun was extremely scorching, and a hand that looked like it was made of iron made a move in the air, and this peerless sword flowing with red and black luster returned with a buzzing electric shot.
These screams made people anxious.
A shrill roar shook the sky: "Zuo Wuzhou, how dare you harm the disciples of our sect! This sect is incompatible with you!"
Emperor Yao Wu's heart was cramping and bleeding, and he howled crazily. Yaksha sneered: "Childish, really childish. Ever since your people participated in the Battle of Sanmiao five years ago, they have been at odds with each other."
Emperor Yao Wu roared angrily, his voice extremely violent: "You, Yaksha, you dare to mess around! I will kill you."
It's true that Yaksha couldn't defeat him, but it wouldn't be a problem to hang on to him for a while. Even if Emperor Yao Wu wanted to get rid of Yaksha and fight to the death with the cold-eyed Zuo Wuzhou, he had no chance.
Looking at Zuo Wuzhou, he was like an evil star descending from the earth, taking off people's heads with swords and smashing the corpses respectfully.
Emperor Yao Wu almost lost his mind and shouted: "Zuo Wuzhou, I beg you to let me go. I will hand over the person you want, I will hand it over."
"Before you claimed to be the Emperor Wu, didn't you just want to take advantage of us and wipe out the roots?" Yasha's face was clearly full of fanaticism and violence, and he laughed wildly: "It's too late to surrender now."
The fight has reached this point before he said he wanted to hand him over. Whoever is willing to give up believes that the Tianchi Sect will not hold a grudge. It is said that people like Zuo Wuzhou with an iron heart, even if it were Zhang Dongtian, he would not be able to do anything.
I will keep my hand.
Anyone who kills must die. This is the purpose of Zuo Wuzhou.
"Ten ends, kill!"
Baring his teeth and claws, he slashed wildly with the extremely sharp sword, and six or seven heads flew into the sky with a crash.
Zuo Wuzhou was really like a dragon making waves in the sea. He had an iron arm like a mountain, but if he was hit, he would be unstoppable and he would be killed in two pieces on the spot.
After the battle of San Miao, Zuo Wuzhou's right arm was almost useless. At that time, Zuo Wuzhou began to practice his left hand. After the sore on his right hand healed, his hands became almost incomparable, and his strength increased a lot.
A claw like a dragon's claw grasped the Tianling Cap of a Martial Lord, and its force was so fierce that it actually removed the Tianling Cap alive. The Martial Lord went crazy with pain and swept wildly, accidentally killing many of his own family members.
Tianchi Sect is the top sect in the Peilong Kingdom. It has not only one Martial Emperor, but also ten Martial Lords and nearly a hundred Martial Lords.
Now, under Zuo Wuzhou's iron heart, he was killed to pieces. The dragons and tigers were scattered. The wind and cloud were wiped out, and the gods and Buddhas all over the sky were hurriedly killed.
Rumor has it that the curtain god is a fierce god, but not many people in Ronghe District have witnessed Zuo Wuzhou's murderous nature.
Now, the soul monks of Tianchi Sect finally know what the God of Killing is and what the God of Fierce is.
The God of Killing refers to Zuo Wuzhou's murderous nature that scares people. His murderous nature is second to none.
The fierce god refers to the people who died at the hands of Zuo Wuzhou. No one had to save their bodies. No one died beautifully.
The blood of the murderous god and the ruthlessness of the murderous god really made the Tianchi Zonghun monks resist hard, and finally collapsed.
Some people even ran away crying, some were so frightened that they were dumbfounded, and even urinated in fear.
Inches of blood and flesh were sprinkled in the sky, almost covering the sky and the sun, and almost covering the world with an indifferent color of blood.
Kill, kill, kill! As soon as the "Seven Killing Fists" came out, Wu Jun and Wu Zun were all stunned. The two Wu Zun who blasted themselves with one punch were like cannonballs, embedded in the mountain wall, with broken bones and flesh.
The "Seven Killing Fists" will destroy the world and eliminate all enemies.
The soul monks of Tianchi Sect have been killed to the point of madness, howling and running away half-crazy. Even if they survive, they will definitely become a nightmare that will be engraved in their lives and will never go away.
Tianchi Sect filled the sky with aimless and meaningless roars, which were purely frightened to death.
Witnessing the Tianchi Sect's disciples being slaughtered with his own eyes, Emperor Yao Wu burst into tears and cried blood in a miserable voice: "Emperor Zuo Wu, we were wrong, our Tianchi Sect was wrong. We should not have attacked you, we were wrong. Please let us go.
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Wrong, it's really wrong. Emperor Yao Wu's heart was about to explode in pain. Five years ago, they really shouldn't have been involved in that matter. Today, he really shouldn't be so arrogant because of his status as Emperor Wu.
Be the first to take action, wanting to eliminate Zuo Wuxian and then be quick.
You shouldn't provoke this god of death. But who knew that Zuo Wuzhou would survive with the help of the nine great Martial Emperors, and even become a Martial Emperor and come back.
It would be fine if he handed the person over decisively.
It’s not that Zuo Wuzhou didn’t give Tianchi Zong a way to survive. It was Emperor Yao Wu who strangled this way of life with his own hands.
Emperor Yao Wu's eyes were about to burst with rage, and he was extremely violent. He suddenly became much stronger than before.
Yaksha retreated step by step, Zuo Wuzhou calmed down his mind. With a strong murderous intention, he took out the seeds straight from the body:
"I'll kill you!" Emperor Yao Wu was already half crazy, shouting wildly to the sky, trying his best to greet Zuo Wuzhou.
The "Heaven-shaking Seal" suddenly exploded, and the five souls exploded instantly. Emperor Yao Wu blasted down the mountain like a meteor, spraying wildly
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Once the "Boundless Fire Technique" was unleashed, the instantaneous power of the "Fire Thunder Wings" was really terrifying. Emperor Yao Wu was blown away first, but was chased up by Zuo Wuzhou in the blink of an eye, and another powerful punch hit his chest.
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Emperor Yao Wu fell to the ground with a loud bang, causing smoke and dust to rise within ten meters.
Zuo Wuzhou rushed down like cold lightning, punching into the ground, causing the earth to shake. Emperor Yao Wu was almost turned into a pulp on the spot, but he still glared with hatred and laughed wildly: "Zuo Wuzhou
, you kill, if you have the guts, kill all our Tianchi Sect. The Soul Palace will definitely kill you."
"Soul Palace, the Diao Xing Sect you are counting on has too much time to take care of itself." Zuo Wuzhou coldly raised him in the air. With just a little force, he could be crushed to death: "If they dare to send people to harm me, I dare to kill him."
They blasted away all the Diaoxing Sect."
"Impossible." Emperor Yao Wu roared ferociously: "Who do you think you are! If you can kill, destroy a few more sects if you can. Five years ago, 70% of the sects in Ronghe District were surrounded and suppressed by you. If you can, kill Rong."
Kill them all in the river area."
"This, if you don't bother, you will die." There was a flash of blood in Zuo Wuzhou's eyes.
Emperor Yao Wu glanced at the fleeing Soul Heaven disciple Wu Zun, who was Soul Heaven, and laughed wildly: "Hahaha, Zuo Wuzhou, even if you can kill me, you can't kill all our Tianchi Sect. Some of us escaped, in the future
I will definitely come to you for revenge. Hahaha, when the time comes, you and the people around you will be killed in the most cruel way."
There was a hint of ridicule in Zuo Wuzhou's eyes: "As long as they dare to come for revenge and have the ability to kill me, it's because my skills are inferior to others. Otherwise, if one comes, I will kill one, if a group comes, I will kill a group."
"I forgot to tell you that there was a powerful force in Zuo Wuzhou's eyes that captured people's hearts. He said coldly: "I am twenty-eight years old. If I am not even as good as a disciple of your Tianchi Sect, I deserve to die."
Emperor Yao Wu was completely stunned: "You are only twenty-eight years old. Twenty-eight-year-old Emperor Wu.
With a mouthful of blood pouring out, Emperor Yao Wu let out one last roar of regret: "I regret that I shouldn't have. I regret that I didn't participate in the encirclement and suppression five years ago and didn't kill you!"
Emperor Yao Wu's last bit of luck disappeared.
Zuo Wuzhou didn't kill the Soul Heaven disciples, firstly because he didn't want to kill them indiscriminately. Secondly, as long as he practiced diligently, these Soul Heaven disciples had absolutely no ability or chance to take revenge.
Emperor Yao Wu understood that a twenty-eight-year-old Emperor Wu was unprecedented in history. His Tianchi Sect disciples would not be able to catch up even if they lived for ten thousand years.
"You want to kill me when you are dying, it is indeed a disaster." Zuo Wuzhou heard this, his expression became more serious. He spread his hands, split Emperor Yao Wu into pieces, and strode towards the mountain with meteoric steps.
Emperor Wu has been eliminated, and there are only two or three Lord Wu left. How can they be rivals of Yaksha?
When Zuo Wuzhou caught up, he saw Yasha cutting off the head of the last warrior with a violent expression!
In the Tianchi Sect, corpses littered the fields and blood flowed into rivers.
It was true that Zuo Wuzhou had vowed to focus on the soul path: in order to pursue the soul path, he would kill people thousands of miles across the country. He would not hesitate to do so.
How can you challenge the name of the God of Killing?
Yasha laughed heartily and laughed heartily: "I haven't been so excited for a long time. Following you, there will be endless battles and excitement. Fortunately, that kid named Yao didn't make friends, otherwise, how could he be so sad?
kill."
"Kill, just kill, don't talk nonsense." Zuo Wuzhou said indifferently: "Let's go!"
Leaping down the middle of the mountain, Zuo Wuzhou replenished his soul power and shouted wildly: "From now on, the Tianchi Sect will be expelled!"
"I want Dharma Soul Heaven to tremble under my feet from now on. I want all the heroes in the world to restrain their hands and break their courage."
The sword points to the sky, invincible, overturning the world!
Woohoo! How great to be the enemy of the world! How great! How happy!
With one strike of ten, it reflected the heaven and earth, and shone brightly in the sky! The boundless power struck down, causing the Tianchi Sect's sect's mountain to collapse and the ground to crack, and a huge mountain peak collapsed on its own.
A few days later, Emperor Dong Wu of the Peilong Kingdom appeared with a pale complexion. He came to discuss matters on behalf of the Peilong Kingdom.
Before he saw the Tianchi Sect, Emperor Dong Wu felt a faint smell of blood. His heart moved and he rushed over.
The scene in front of him immediately stunned Emperor Dong Wu and shocked him beyond measure.
But seeing the elegant scenery of the Tianchi Sect, half of the mountain range collapsed from it, and ruins could be seen everywhere on the Tianchi Sect's peak. The once magnificent Tianchi Sect seemed to have been struck by thunder.
"What's wrong with Tianchi Sect? What happened?" Emperor Dong Wu's face turned pale and he trembled. He nodded and rushed over. He saw countless corpses scattered about halfway up the mountain. He was secretly afraid: "Who did this?
, where is Emperor Yao Wu."
Looking at the crumbling mountains, Emperor Dong Wu took a breath of air and said, "Who did it? At least it was Emperor Wu's cultivation. Who is it?"
All the way up, Emperor Dong Wu's face became increasingly pale. There were corpses everywhere, solidified blood everywhere, and ruins of concubines everywhere.
The Tianchi Sect was actually destroyed and wiped out in one night. Emperor Dong Wu shuddered: "Who, who has such ability, destroyed the Tianchi Sect! Who has such murderous nature, almost no one left.
"Someone's aura is very low." Emperor Dong Wu sensed this and shouted: "Get out!"
But one day, I saw a disciple of Chi Zong roll out in a daze, obviously he had just woken up. This person was knocked unconscious by the shock, and his rank was very low. No one paid attention to him, so he survived by luck.
On this day, the disciples of Tianchi Sect felt the vast aura of Emperor Dong Wu, and screamed miserably when Emperor Dong Wu asked. Apparently they were too frightened: "It was Zuo Wuzhou. It was Zuo Wuzhou who did it. He became
Emperor Dong Wu's whole body froze, and his face flushed red: "Zuo Wuzhou, isn't he dead? How could he come back, he is still Emperor Wu?
Thinking of the scene five years ago, Emperor Dong Wu's heart almost stopped beating and he felt chills all over his body: "I'm afraid of what he will do. I, the Peilong Kingdom, did not participate in the encirclement and suppression of him back then. Even if he came for revenge, I would not
It’s none of our business.”
"No! If Zuo Wuzhou really comes back, the Chongyun Kingdom will be over." Emperor Dong Wu was horrified. Looking around, You Zi Tu was even more frightened: "The Tianchi Sect was actually slaughtered by him."
"He came back for revenge. Fortunately, Peilong and I didn't take action in the Battle of Sanmiao." Emperor Dong Wu shuddered: "He is indeed the God of Killing."
"No, Tianchi Sect is probably the first sect to be victimized, and there will be many more in the future. I must spread the news. If we continue to kill like this, there will not be a single soul monk left in our Ronghe District."
Emperor Dong Wu was wrong. Tianchi Sect was not the first sect to be destroyed, but the third one.
Tired from the journey, Zuo Wuzhou and Yaksha were resting by a river while cooking some hot food. They ate a few sweet fruits to relieve their craving for sweets. They ate the hot food made by Yaksha. Zuo Wuzhou
Wuzhou was in a great mood: "Yaksha, you are good at cultivation, but your craftsmanship is not that good."
Yasha smiled bitterly, unless there are special circumstances, among the soul monks above Wu Zun, there are several who are good at cooking. Fortunately, in the wild with no conditions. It would be good to have hot food to eat: "I used to go out alone.
I am used to living a hard life. I am different from ordinary great husbands."
This is true. It is not easy for an ordinary great husband to even think about some hard times. After all, he is a great husband of a country. Unless he is willing to endure hardship, the country can always serve people like an emperor, with rich clothes and jade.
Food is no problem.
A word aroused Zuo Wuzhou's thoughts, and he smiled: "It seems that you and I are both hard-working people who cannot live a comfortable life."
"Hard work leads to a good life, but if you don't pay, how can you gain something? If it's not bitter, how can it be sweet." Yaksha Jieao returned to Jieao, but he was actually a very educated Emperor Wu. Of course, being educated does not mean being cultivated.
While doing some exercise, Zuo Wuzhou jumped into the river and felt refreshed: "Ji Xiaomo is right, I really like water."
Taking advantage of the slight leisure before and after the meal, Yasha said softly: "Continuing like this is not an option. We have to kill all of Ronghe District and go around in circles. I'm afraid it will take a year or two to travel."
Zuo Wuzhou pondered: "I know, it takes too much time and delays cultivation. Furthermore, of the hundreds of soul monks that day, I can only remember the nine great Martial Emperors and half of the Martial Lords. Besides, I can't remember them either.
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"There must be a way to save some time, that would be the best." Zuo Wuzhou secretly nodded, revenge is very satisfying, but if it delays too much practice, it will not be worth it.
Zuo Wuzhou took a few breaths: "Let me think about it!"
Just as he was about to practice, Yasha suddenly murmured and turned red: "I have something I want to discuss with you."
"Is there any way you can take back my life-soul fire and put it in your body?" Yasha suddenly felt that he was very cheap, for being so stupid, he actually wanted to let others control his life-and-death lifeline.
Zuo Wuzhou suddenly realized that after Yaksha Zeng Qiandao returned the Fire of Life Soul, there was a strange phenomenon that the cultivation speed more than doubled. The phenomenon lasted for four people. Zuo Wuzhou couldn't explain why, but he guessed that it was related to his own.
Specially related, considering that Yasha's life soul fire had been stored in the consciousness sea space for two years, there are also some speculations in mind.
Yasha wanted to hand over the Fire of Life Soul, obviously just to get twice the speed of cultivation.
With Emperor Wu's cultivation, Yaksha's trick has already become famous. But Yaksha doesn't want to stop there. He wants to keep up with Zuo Wuzhou's training speed, whether it's for excitement or to become stronger. Zuo Wuzhou
They are the only ones who can give it to him.
Especially when Yasha learned about the "True Soul Heaven" from Zuo Wuzhou. When he learned about the existence of Hun Wuyu, Wu Zong, and Wu Sheng, and the magnificent world of strong men, he became more eager to go together. No matter how dangerous the road ahead is, there will always be hope.
You can't let down your life. You can't let down your good skills either.
Yasha's eyes were extremely hot. In order to double the speed of cultivation, he handed over the Fire of Life Soul, and he did it.
The empty valley is quiet, the birds are singing, the flowers are fragrant, and the river is gurgling.
Zuo Wuzhou was silent and thought over and over: "If Yaksha can keep up with my pace, even if I go to Yuanhuntian, I will take him with me. If it can speed up his cultivation, I should do it."
However, this matter is very difficult.
The last time I obtained the Fire of Life Soul, it was because of body snatching. It was because Yaksha's life soul left his body.
It seems difficult to refine and draw out the fire of the life soul if the life soul is not separated from the body. But if the life soul is separated from the body, it will be equivalent to the elimination of all connections between the yaksha and the false soul and false soul, which is equivalent to the loss of cultivation.
Although it can be recovered afterwards, the separation of the life soul from the body has always been a matter of great harm to the life soul and longevity. In this case, there is no gain or loss.
"We have the magic of sending souls, pulling out soul threads, and burning soul incense. Unfortunately, this seems not feasible." Zuo Wuzhou thought in his heart. Just as he was about to tell Yaksha about this, but it didn't work, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and suddenly realized:
"This may not be possible!"
After thinking about it carefully, Zuo Wu attacked Zhang and laughed: "There is a way!"
Yasha was ecstatic, his talent was good, and Qiao Mi's body and bones were top-notch. If the speed could be doubled, there would be hope.
Zuo Wuzhou calmed down and solemnly said: "My method may not work. It is very dangerous and may cost you your life."