Chapter 540 Waiting for the Decaying Zhuo Yi to Destroy God and Heaven
Shentian City has become a killing battlefield, or a killing ghost city.
Lives were dyed red with blood and then harvested.
Drops of dried blood flowed into the drizzle. Then, they condensed into thin streams on the ground, slowly flowing and drying up!
The sky is full of flying broken limbs. Looking around, the rain is all scarlet. Killing the enemy will lead to death, and no one can save the body. These two points are the most recognized characteristics of Zuo Wuzhou, and they are also criticized for being cruel and cruel.
evidence!
If he is not a psychopath, why should he kill so ugly? Why should he kill so brutally, often cutting the body into pieces without leaving the whole body intact? If he is not too murderous and almost becomes a demon, why should he kill the enemy in a fight?
A massacre broke out right in front of our eyes. The whole city was plunged into inexplicable panic.
Once the evil reputation spreads too widely, it will frighten the soul monks. Zuo Wuzhou is afraid that Zuo Wuzhou will get angry and go crazy and massacre the city.
Seeing the killing going on, countless soul monks packed up their belongings in trembling and fled away from Shentian Sect, wishing to stay as far away as possible. Of course, most of these people are low-level soul monks, people who have been misled by rumors.
Only those who have really seen him, or those with high cultivation level, will probably know that although Zuo Wuzhou has a reputation as a vicious person, he is not a person who kills indiscriminately.
Of course, the whole family of people-destroying sects always seems to have some indiscriminate killings. Compared with the vast majority of soul monks who kill even ordinary people, Zuo Wudan really does not kill indiscriminately at all!
"Dark clouds are coming over the city!"
A Martial Saint was soaked in cold sweat, his face pale as he watched the battle, the sky, and the killing.
After the Shentian Sect and Zhuo Yizong threw away hundreds of lives, the killings were coming to an end.
Returning from the hearty pleasure, Zuo Wuzhou stood with his hands tied, his body covered in blood, his black clothes dyed blood red, watching the battle calmly.
Tai Sui and Ji Tong led King Kong to rush to the Shentian Sect. At this time, the Shentian Sect was hundreds of miles away, and there were boiling screams everywhere.
All the martial saints of the Shentian Sect rushed out, and the remaining Wu Zong and others were about to escape. When Tai Sui and the other three arrived, it was a disaster and a battle to destroy the sect.
There were not many people left in the two sects. Zuo Wuzhou didn't even want to engage in a tedious battle with the strong attacking the weak, so he simply stopped and handed it over to the assassins.
It was too fast. From the outbreak to the end of this big gangster chaos, it only took a moment and a half. The process accelerated from the moment Zuo Wuzhou used his true skills in a rage.
With extremely fast efficiency, lives were taken away one by one by Zuo Wuzhou and others. The martial saints of the three major domains or one super saint were enough to wipe out any sect. Added together, it would be even more unstoppable.
With the Assassin's super-saint cultivation, you really don't have to put too much thought into sorting out the others. Not long after, Zhuo Tianlang and Bian Du, the only survivors, were captured alive and thrown in front of Zuo Wuzhou!
Zuo Wuzhou didn't even look at Zhuo Tianlang and Bian Du's despair, waving to the clouds: "Jin Yan, Tian Huo, come down!"
Without saying a word, Lian Canghai jumped down from the clouds with the sky fire and golden flames!
Tianhuo's soul orifice was seriously injured and has not yet recovered.
Jin Yan escaped from the trap yesterday by going to the Fuyun Secret Land, asking the assassin to return to the Super Saint cultivation level, and forcibly opening the space of the secret land.
One is a descendant of the Fuyun Sect, and the other is a remnant of the Fuyun Sect. How could Zhidao Zhuo Yizong not come? Tianhuo insisted on coming even if he tried to make his injuries worse.
Jin Yan, who was a young boy eighty years ago, has become an old warrior. Trapped in a secret place for sixty years, Jin Yan looks haggard. After being reborn, he has no life left.
Much more.
The fire-breathing eyes of Tianhuo and Jinyan looked at Zhuo Tianlang!
In the past, Tianhuo didn't know the relationship between Zhuo Yizong and Fuyun Sect, but now he knows. The more he knows, the more he hates them.
Staring at Jin Yan, Zuo Wuzhou sighed. He felt sad in his heart: "Jin Yan, it seems that there is not much life left. There is not much time left. This time, I fulfill my promise back then, and it can be regarded as teaching him
I will feel at ease in the future
Zuo Wuzhou witnessed Jin Yan grow from a young child to an adult, and then spanned sixty years. When they met again, Jin Yan was old.
Jin Yan, who had been alone for decades and had not talked to anyone, was not good at talking and seemed very withdrawn, but he insisted on stiffening his tongue and said, "Tianhuo. Go and bring the spiritual tablets of the ancestors of Zhuo Yizong."
Jin Yan paused, stiffened his tongue, looked at Zhuo Tianlang, and said word by word: "I want all the ancestors of Zhuo Yizong to kneel in front of me, and I want them to live under the Nine Springs and never have peace.
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So poisonous, so deep resentment!
Zhuo Tianlang raised his head numbly and screamed with infinite resentment: "Who are you? If you want to kill me, just kill me. Why do you have to do the same thing as the ancestors of our sect!"
Jin Yan screamed like a ghost: "Who am I! Hahaha, you ask me who I am! Why don't you ask Zhuo Yi who I am!"
Hate, the kind of hatred that penetrates the bones. Zhuo Tianlang couldn't help but shudder!
Skyfire leapt out of the house, clattering and throwing a lot of spiritual tablets into the blood!
From among the many spiritual cards, Jin Yan found the two that belonged to the founding master and the second generation master of Zhuo Yizong. He picked them up and threw them to the ground. He stepped on them with his blood-stained feet.
Jin Yan lowered his head to look at the spiritual tablet and laughed wildly: "Zhuo Tianlang, don't you want to know who I am?"
"I am the only remnant of Fuyun Sect. At the same time, I am also the disciple of your founder!"
Dark clouds are rolling in,
Zhuo Tianlang was stunned, his thoughts were confused and he screamed: "Are you a remnant of Fuyun Sect and the disciple of our ancestor? No, it's impossible!"
Jin Yan stepped on a spiritual tablet and laughed like a ghost: "It seems you don't know anymore!"
"This is my respected master." Jin Yan stepped on the two spiritual tablets: "This is my respected senior brother!"
"My good master, my good senior brother! When you deceived your master and exterminated your ancestors, betrayed Huntian Sect and abandoned Fuyun Sect, you never imagined that the Zhuo Yizong that you deceived your master and exterminated your ancestors would be what it is today!
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Jin Yan laughed madly at Tianli and laughed like a ghost: "I can't believe that Fuyun Sect, one of my majestic Nine Heavens Sects, was not destroyed by the ancient king, but was destroyed by a group of bastards who deceived their masters and destroyed their ancestors."
"My good masters, parents, and brothers, you would have never imagined that you faked my death and deceived me for thousands of years. But I, Jin Yan, can live to this day, and I can live to see with my own eyes how the Zhuo Yizong was destroyed.
Hahaha! This is what will happen to you when you bully your master and destroy your ancestors.
Jin Yan smiled and lowered his head. He didn't know whether it was the rain or the tears, but he was full of cruelty: "You, my good masters, parents and brothers, dare to build Zhuoyizong on the original site of my Fuyun Sect. What you are doing is shameless.
, there is absolutely no shame.”
Zhuo Tianlang's whole body was as cold as ice, and he recalled with lightning speed the orders of the founders of past generations to kill the remnants of the Fuyun Sect rather than let them go.
Zhuo Tianlang thought of something even more terrifying, and suddenly screamed and struggled: "Zuo Wuzhou, I'm killing your eighteenth generation ancestor."
He started to curse indiscriminately, and he cursed indiscriminately.
Insults were not effective eighty years ago, let alone now. Zuo Wudan took it calmly and calmly!
Zhuo Tianlang struggled more and more crazily. He turned from scolding to pleading: "Zuo Wudan, I beg you, give me a good time. I am a man, don't let him torture me!"
Tianhuo said coldly: "If you want to die, our Fuyun Sect's thousand-year blood feud will be brought back little by little, and we won't give you such an advantage!"
"No!" Zhuo Tianlang was so frightened that he wanted to bite his tongue and commit suicide, but was stopped by Tianhuo.
"Bring him into the house so that we can avenge these thousands of years of blood feud." Jin Yan said coldly!
Tianhuo grabbed Zhuo Tianlang and walked into the house. Jin Yan followed a few steps, then turned around and picked up a lot of spiritual tablets.
Then, Jin Yan lowered his head, looked at the two spiritual tablets in the blood, and spat on them with two mouthfuls of disgusting saliva! He stepped forward and walked over the spiritual tablets!
The two spiritual tablets made a dull crackling sound, and were broken into pieces in the rotten flesh, mixed with blood and flesh, waiting for hemorrhoids to decay!
"Jin Yan's wish is half fulfilled." Zuo Wuzhou thought!
Looking at the lying Bian Du, Zuo Wudan was frighteningly calm: "See it? Do you understand it?"
Bian Dudu nodded dumbly!
Zuo Wuzhou said solemnly: "I owe him. I promised him. Therefore, Zhuo Yizong is destined to be destroyed."
After walking back and forth for a few steps, Zuo Wuzhou said in a stern voice: "The only purpose of my coming here is to eradicate the Zhuoyi Sect. Originally, it has nothing to do with your Shentian Sect."
I am alone at the same time, do you understand?
If you, the Shentian Sect, had not taken the initiative to attack, I would not let your Shentian Sect take notice at all, and I would have no intention of seeking revenge from the Shentian Sect.
Do you, Dao Jue Tian Sect, and I have no holidays? It's just a trivial matter. As long as it doesn't anger me anymore, I won't pay much attention to it. Because I haven't looked at it for three days.
"I understand." Bian Du said hoarsely and slowly, "I understand."
Bian Dulao burst into tears and cried loudly: "It's me, it's me who ruined this sect. I was wrong, and I was wrong again. I'm sorry to all the ancestors of the Shentian Sect, I'm a sinner!"
Tai Sui and three others flew in from afar and said, "Except for a few of the martial arts sects of the Shentian Sect, all the other martial sects have been killed."
Like a thunderbolt from the sky, the blood from Bian Du's heart suddenly surged into his throat, spurting out wildly, and he screamed miserably: "I am a sinner, I am a sinner of the Shentian Sect!"
Sixty years ago and sixty years later, Bian Du's two wrong judgments pushed the Shentian Sect, which was once flourishing, completely into the abyss!
Zuo Wuzhou didn't come to settle accounts with the Shentian Sect at all. Even if he did, he could settle the matter by handing over a single Biandu.
However, at this time, Shentian Sect no longer existed.
The blood spurted out from Bian Du's mouth, and he was dying, until he was so angry that he lost all breath!
Zuo Wuzhou coldly shook Bian Du's corpse into pieces with a flick of his sleeves. He listened to Zhuo Tianlang's miserable ghost cry and wolf howl in the room. He slowly shook his head and thought: "Killing is killing. It's just a matter of two cuts. Why bother to torture!"
Focusing on concentrating his thoughts, Zuo Wuzhou took a deep breath, whistling into the clouds, expressing his great joy.
Zuo Wuzhou suppressed his whistle, calmed down his murderous intent, and the ink color surged: "Next, Hun Tian Sect."
"Will the next one be our sect?"
Zhu Wudao frowned, showing his domineering attitude of not being angry and asserting himself: "Zhuo Yizong is destroyed, Shentian Sect is defeated, Zuo Wuzhou will settle the accounts after the autumn!"
In the Bingfeng area, the cold wind blows here and there like four seasons.
Chuan Bubai said calmly: "Those people who are like pigs and dogs will die when they die. Wouldn't it be better if the earth was fertile?"
Chuan Bubai didn't answer, and Zhu Wudao didn't answer either, saying to himself, "He is so courageous. He even wiped out two major sects and settled the accounts after Shi Qiu, without fear of causing panic in the world."
"I really hope he kills more. If he kills more now, we will be able to kill more easily and effortlessly in the future." Zhu Wudao smiled instead, with a fierce look in his eyes: "A group of people like pigs and dogs are also
If you dare to fight against our sect, if you don’t kill Zuo Wuzhou, we will kill you in the future too.
Compared with the resistance alliance that gathered several super saints, what Zhu Wudao paid most attention to was Zuo Yuan and Dan. Zhu Wudao's attitude was not unrighteous.
Chuan Bubai's expression changed and he smiled simply: "This sect should not condone them and treat them as human beings. Treating them as human beings only breeds ambition."
"That's very simple." Zhu Wudao's fierce light was strong and he said lightly: "Kill all the Eight Heaven Sect and the Thirty-three Earth Sect.
"A good idea. Chuan Bubai thought about it seriously: "The next three days are our next three days. If we need to kill 100 million, then we might as well kill a billion and show the world who can do it.
"A bunch of chickens and dogs want to take the lead. Let them gather together and unite. In the future, it will be easier and easier to kill each other." Zhu Wudao sneered: "Without the protection of my Soul Heaven Sect, how many people would have died in this world. What a bunch of ungrateful people.
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Zhu Wudao looked at Chuan Bubai and said: "Your injuries have not fully recovered, and the troops have not been fully mobilized. I still need some time to fight decisively and use all my strength to kill Zuo Wuzhou."
"I'm worried that this erratic guy will come to our sect!" Zhu Wudao showed a hint of cold pride: "I wonder if Grandmaster Ji's uncle can resist it alone."
Chuan Bubai said indifferently without a trace of emotion: "You are overthinking. Even if that kid comes to the sect, he can still be regarded as helping our sect eliminate bad disciples. Even if they all die, as long as we are still here, there are billions of people in the world.
Hundreds of millions of people have replenished our sect with new blood."
Zhu Wudao ignores the people of the world and has the arrogance to dominate the world. However, Jueji is not as cold-blooded as Chuan Bubai, who does not even treat the disciples of his sect as human beings.
So Zhu Wudao stood up coldly: "I don't like you. Pay attention to your attitude!"
Walking back and forth for a few steps, Zhu Wudao said solemnly: "To extinguish Zuo Wuzhou, we must block his hand in one fell swoop. Otherwise, if he hides and escapes, nothing will happen."
After a while, Zhu Wudao felt uneasy all the time. He said resolutely: "I want to go back and take charge of the sect myself!".
"Dad, it's none of my second brother's business."
Wu Xi acted coquettishly towards Zuo Yidou, and Zuo Yidou glared at his second son who was helping him. Unfortunately, he was too old and rarely even carried the dry cigarette special that he never left his hand with. Otherwise, he would definitely be beaten with that thing.
Zuo Wuzhou was looking for teeth all over the floor.
No matter how strong Zuo Wudan is outside and how he is known as the God of Killing, in front of Zuo Yidou, he is just a beaten scumbag.
"Dad, look, I'm fine." Wu Xi jumped up and down to show that she was really fine, and was very lively.
"That's good. Zuo Yidou took a few breaths and looked at his second son: "Take good care of your sister. If something happens to her, I won't be happy even if she dies.
"Dad, don't worry. I promise." Zuo Wuzhou wanted to beat his chest and swear to keep his sister safe for the rest of his life.
Zuo Yidou was satisfied and called Zuo Wudan to take him back to the house.
After Zuo Wuzhou left, Wu Xi and Xiao Cao, who had recovered a lot from their injuries, laughed together and sneaked into Meng Wu's yard. Wu Xi was so shy that Xiao Cao had to go out in person and pretend to be pitiful: "
Mengwu".
Meng Wu, who was recuperating his body, shivered and had goosebumps on his skin. He was extremely uncomfortable and said: "What are you doing!"
Wu Xi blushed: "We are here to invite you to join our Dou Wu Jie!"
Meng Wu was dumbfounded and murmured to himself: "Young people are terrible, they actually dragged people to your second brother's head!"
Wu Xi's face turned even redder and Xiao Cao smiled: "No way, my uncle's current enemies are all super saints. You can't help him too much. Being idle is idle, why not join our Dou Martial Sect."
This struck a chord with Mengshan.
Meng Wu smiled bitterly and thought to himself: "It's not because we don't work hard, are diligent, or have talent. It's because he is too fast. So fast that we can't catch up."
"Even Ji Tong and Tai Sui can't help him very much. They have been thrown away by a distance. King Kong and I are even further apart." Meng Wu felt helpless.
As Zuo Wudan's assistant, he and King Kong are now unable to help against the enemy Chaosheng. Against the enemy Shenbabu, Tai Sui and Ji Tong are almost unable to help. This is really discouraging.
He devoted himself to chasing after him, but he could never catch up. Gradually, he was thrown far, far away. This is the situation of Meng Wu, Jin Cai and others in the future.
Fortunately, Zuo Wuzhou had a good attitude towards Yasha and spared no effort to help him become stronger. Therefore, Meng Wu had no regrets.
Pulling out of his thoughts, Meng Wu smiled and said: "What's so good about Dou Wuzong, why should I join it?"
Wuxi sneered, and Xiaocao boasted: "Our Douwu Sect is so powerful. Now we have Yasha, Guan Longhu and others joining us. King Kong also agreed."
Meng Wu laughed loudly: "Okay, then join your Dou Wuzong
Wu Xi and Xiao Cao were overjoyed, and then Wu Xi quietly asked: "When did King Kong join the Dou Wuzong?"
"Stupid, let's say this to King Kong once, and he will join." Xiaocao said proudly, "If your second brother doesn't allow us to fight, we will do it ourselves."
Wu Xi murmured to himself: "Why do I always feel that something is wrong? It seems like I am poaching my second brother!" Xiaocao shouted excitedly: "As long as you use the hoe well, you are not afraid of not being able to dig out the corner. Uncle can't
It’s our fault.”
In fact, Wuxi still underestimated Xiaocao's ability to dig corners.
Xiaocao showed excellent organizational and dispatching skills during the battle with Tianmo. And Xiaocao was even more keenly aware of the sense of loss in the hearts of many Zuo Wudan followers after the battle with Yuan Yigu.
Yes, the same sense of loss as Meng Wu, the same sense of loss as Yaksha in the past.
Although Zuo Wudan never said it, nor did he reveal it at all.
Not to mention Meng Wu and King Kong, even Ji Tong and Tai Sui had a vague sense of crisis. Zuo Wuzhou was walking too fast on the soul path, and they might not be the next Yaksha.
Having seen so many miracles, everyone has been following Zuo Wuzhou for a long time. They always want to see where this legend can go and witness this path for themselves.
Although Zuo Wudan never left Yaksha, anyone with a discerning eye could see Yaksha's loss and self-pity.
Xiaocao came to poach a corner in this situation. He really grasped everyone's mood.
Meng Wu and Jingang were poached, and Gu Xun, the big-thorned one, thought it was fun and agreed. It was even harder for the shy Songhu to refuse.
With a hoe, Zuo Wuzhou's four top generals were poached. It was probably only a matter of time before Ji Gao and others were poached.
Xiaocao excitedly embraced the world: "In the future, even without my uncle, the Douwu Sect will be the largest and most powerful sect in the world!"
No one knows yet what the meaning of Wu Xi and Xiao Cao’s seemingly joke-like game “Dou Wuzong.”