Chapter 709: “All you Yuanji experts, come and beat me if you have the guts!
Chapter 709: Everyone Yuanji experts, have the guts to hit me ah
Zhang Biyao a pretty face no longer colorless, clenched her silver teeth: ”How to die? Insufficient talent? Too weak? Why did he die while you and others are still alive?”
The tone was aggressive.
Zhang Jiujing hesitated for a long time and said, “Secret realm combat, died by Xin Zhuo’s hand!”
“Xin ……”
Zhang Bi Yao’s entire body froze.
In the crowd, Liu Light Wind and his wife, Ma Feng and the others glanced at each other, their faces were incomparably strange, saying tyrannical, really tyrannical?
“Actually ……”
Zhang Jiujing once again hesitated, this matter can not be blamed on Xin Zhuo, Fei Lai damned, was about to open his mouth.
Haotian Sect Shen Wumen swept a circle and asked in a cold voice: “Where is my disciple Xie Wujiang?”
Still Zhang Jiujing said: “Has died, killed by Xin Zhuo, in fact, this matter ……”
Shen Wumen breathed heavily and his body trembled violently.
Dao Zhen and Zong Laoqiu spoke almost simultaneously: “Where is Bai Zong/Ximen Blowing Rain?”
No wonder a group of old guys are so worried and out of sorts, it is really the great disciples of each clan is vital, painstakingly cultivated for countless years, is the facade of each family, once all folded, countless years of hard work down the drain, no one wants to bear.
Zhang Jiujing closed his eyes and said: “Bai Zong and Ximen Shuiyu also died, also killed by Xin Zhuo! But disciples need to make it clear that this matter is not to blame ……”
No one was listening anymore.
Zong Laoqiu had a face that was in bursts of red and white as he staggered back.
Dao Zhen for a moment as if aged dozens of years, he and Bai Zong named master and disciple, actually father and son, the matter, across hundreds of years, it is difficult to say clearly.
And the other clans patriarch, can not help but feel deeply shocked, Xin Zhuo this person, actually so strong, each clan big disciples in several people died in his hands?
What did they say just now? Comparing who’s disciple is outstanding, outstanding a ball, dead finished!
What a huge contrast!
In the next moment, all the patriarchs and experts looked at Liu Qingfeng, with anger and resentment in their eyes.
Willow light wind face at first some joy, only feel raised eyebrows, then converge, he also feel things are not good, Zhuo child not only killed the big disciples of the sects, and even his own senior brother also killed?
Have a heart to explain one or two, but really do not know how to speak.
“This matter, this matter ……”
Nangong Wentian, Zhang Jiujing, Shen Rongsa, and the others were anxious and tried to explain, but they were forced back by the terrifying aura of the raging elders of the various sects.
“Thousands of elite disciples of the various sects were killed by Bai Zong, Ximen Shuiyu, Xie Wujiang, Feilai and the four lying on the ground as well as the Evil Sect’s experts, especially Bai Zong, at least twenty of his own fellow disciples died at his hands!
If it wasn’t for Xin Zhuo, in order to stop the killings, fighting alone against Bai Zong and the other twelve Spiritual Platform Nine Heavens experts and winning with serious injuries, and finally forcibly chopping the Sage Tablet, then the disciples of the various sects would not be able to return, and in the end, only a few of them would be left, so where would all the sect masters be able to get the anger from?”
Not far away, a white-clothed Lord Zhao Yi, who was like a crane, looked straight at all the sect masters and rebuked them in a cold voice.
Nangong Wentian’s group of people also immediately responded, “That’s right, that’s it!”
Outside the large hall door, there was once again silence.
Liu Qingfeng scanned the circle and suddenly reacted: “Right! Where is Xin Zhuo?”
Nangong Wentian shook his head and said: “Back to master, Senior Brother Xin seems to have been injured as well in order to stop those twelve people from killing innocents indiscriminately, the forbidden land shattered, and he …… has yet to return!”
Liu Qingfeng was stunned, his body trembled slightly, fiercely looked at the sect masters angrily and said, “You taught good disciples to kill innocents indiscriminately! My disciple saved the eighteen clans for the second time, and now his life and death are uncertain, you all owe him a great deal ……”
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The forbidden land of nothingness.
Xin Zhuo was indeed uncertain of his life and death at this time, but he was not worried.
He was standing quietly under the huge statue of the Evil God at the altar, looking at the ten young men and women in front of him, and his first thought was that these people should be the heavenly sons of the eighteen sects and the main sects of the Evil Sect, the Dala and the Great Diffraction.
These people had actually run away to slumber together?
Unexpectedly, he had the honor of seeing their true faces.
Subsequently, a sigh of relief, fortunately, these ten people’s final reckoning fell through, without the ten final people as a medium, sleeping for countless years, one would only be unable to move.
At least one’s own life is not in danger in a short period of time.
The only thing that was troublesome was being locked by the ten people’s aura and not being able to move his body. He looked at the youth with glowing eyes and laughed, “Where am I bold?”
That youth did not seem to expect that this person actually dared to playfully speak to himself in such a way, his anger inexplicably disappeared, his voice remained pale:Â “Seeing your heart fluctuations, you should be a descendant of the disciples of the Xuan Heavenly Hall of the Great Luo Sect, do you know where this place is?”
Xin Zhuo returned: “It should be a forbidden place of trial shared by Da Luo and Da Yan.”
“Reincarnation Altar!”
Another phoenix eyes, face like jade, flawless girl, as if for a long time without saying, voice a little hoarse, but it is difficult to hide the crisp and soft glutinous: “Here there is death and life, the end of death is life, the end of life is naturally death, the living get the creation of the Dala Diyan, the dead naturally will be a body of learning back to the main clan of the Middle Ages, this is the cause and effect… …”
“Paradox!” Xin Zhuo took the initiative to interrupt, “What our juniors learn by virtue of their life-sacrificing intrusion, is their own talent, is the result of their hard work and cultivation, what do you mean by cause and effect?”
The woman was stunned, obviously also not expecting this kid to refute her.
The youth with glowing eyes said, “Very well! Let me ask you, where did you learn that breaking the Sage Monument is the way to life? This altar of reincarnation has never left a single word on it!”
Xin Zhuo laughed: “Then isn’t it just a matter of having eyes?”
The ten people were all silent, their eyes radiating a stern killing intent.
Xin Zhuo simply closed his eyes and did not meet their eyes.
He felt that these people, without mentioning whether they had the ability to kill themselves or not, should not be able to do so, and probably had a request to make, otherwise why would they need to nag with themselves?
Therefore, a moment later opened his eyes, a face of “naive” said: “The younger generation will not speak, so …… have the balls you fucking come to hit me ah!”
He needs to try these people in the end want to do what?
Ten people are all face stunned.
A man with a blood red face and a domineering breath jiejie laughed strangely: “Si Ying, the descendant of your family’s Dala disciple is an interesting person, I like it, hahahahaha ……”
The youth with glowing eyes pondered for a moment and asked in an elder tone, “Is Gu Shouxun still around?”
Xin Zhuo returned, “Dead for thousands of years.”
This person, Gu Shouxun, was the first founding ancestor of the Xuan Tian Sword Sect.
That young man sighed, said: “thousands of years passed in the blink of an eye, things have long been different, remember when we followed the Jiang’s battle against the world’s ten thousand tribes, just do not know where the master and the eastern uncle they are now?”
Xin Zhuo heard the words “Jiang” and “Dongfang”, his face changed.
The young man lamented for a moment and looked at Xin Zhuo: “You defeated ten later generation geniuses with your mortal body, you are a talented person, go and try to knock on the Evil God altar, there are great chances and legacies sent to you!”
As soon as the words fell, the remaining nine people stared at Xin Zhuo with burning eyes.
Xin Zhuo said, “But, I can’t move!”
After saying this, the body shackles suddenly disappeared and he regained his freedom.
He moved his muscles and bones and walked towards the three-headed, six-armed “Evil God Statue”, and as soon as he got close, he felt the overwhelming evil aura, true aura, hostile aura, and the oceanic aura of life and death, and couldn’t help but tremble all over.
The ten people’s eyes were tight-lipped.
The youth with glowing eyes said mildly: “See that crystal at the Evil God’s heart? Strike it with all your martial arts, but if you knock …… you are now in the ninth heaven of the Spiritual Platform, you can immediately enter the Returning Ruin, and it is not difficult to even break through the Hunyuan Void!”
The woman who spoke earlier also said, “That’s right, not only that, there are also many martial arts aptitudes and ultimate inheritances from the medieval era for you, this is definitely your good fortune, and in the future, when you enter the Great Luo, you’ll have all the beauties, resources, realms, and fame you need.”
Xin Zhuo’s brow was tightly locked, he realized that this group of people had taken themselves for fools, this Evil God statue seemed like some sort of seal, or a seal that could keep their group of transcendental martial artists immortal for countless years.
Not only that, the breath of all the dead martial artists from before were only stored here.
If this group of Yuan Extremity Realm martial artists wanted to completely recover, they needed someone to break the seal, preferably ten Spirit Platform Nine Heavens experts!
Now that only themselves were left, they had no choice.
It was just that the seal of this Evil God statue wasn’t that good at knocking, the counterattack was so strong that one’s own life was likely to be lost.
He looked back at the teleportation halo that was still spinning in the distance, fifteen feet apart.
How could he himself gain some advantage and then quickly slip away without being locked up by these people?
(End of chapter)