Fast-crossing boss: save the sick, petite and pitiful
Chapter 252 The Hypocritical Master in the Cultivation of Immortals (29)
Chapter 252 The Hypocritical Master in the Cultivation of Immortals (29)
The world of cultivating immortals has never experienced such despair.
The demon clan invaded, devastated everywhere.
Shen Rong, the only sword sect master they could rely on, openly betrayed the world of cultivating immortals and killed people in front of everyone.
They missed the Master Sword Immortal who saved them from the fire and water.
But she was already dead, under the siege of the Eight Great Sect Masters, she fell off the cliff and died without a whole body.
When the Eight Great Sect Masters besieged Nanwan back then, no one was willing to stand up, and now they finally paid the price for their indifference.
The disciples who used to be immortal are now all in tatters and covered in blood.
"Master, let's go!" Yantang cried.
"Where can we go?" the head of the Hehuan Sect smiled wryly.
Now she has no spiritual power, she is like a useless person, and she still has to rely on her disciples to protect her.No matter where you flee, there is no way out.
"Go to the mortal world." Yantang said with red eyes.
Mortal Realm is the safest place right now.
"No." The head of the Hehuan Sect shook his head, "This is a matter for the world of cultivating immortals, and the mortal world cannot be involved."
The Three Realms do not interfere with each other. This is a long-established rule.
"But..." Yantang wanted to say something else.
"You go! Leave me alone." The head of the Hehuan Sect smiled wryly: "It's my fault that I was blindfolded by jealousy and hatred, and I couldn't see Shen Rong's true face."
They clearly knew that Nan Wan would not do anything to collude with the monster clan, but they still acquiesced in Shen Rong's conviction of Nan Wan.
Now all kinds of things are retribution.
The other suzerains didn't regret it later, she didn't know that she really regretted it.
"Shen Rong, kill them." The man in black squinted his eyes slightly, holding a bone whistle in his hand.
This day has finally come.
Shen Rong's limbs were stiff, and a few traces of struggle flashed in his eyes.
The man in black picked up the whistle and blew it impatiently.
The sharp whistle came into Shen Rong's ears.
Kill them all, this is an order.
The clarity in Shen Rong's eyes became weaker and weaker, and finally he picked up the sword and slashed at it without hesitation.
"Master."
Yantang knelt on the ground with tears streaming down her face.
"Let's go." The head of the Hehuan Sect stood in front of Yantang.
Ever since Shen Rong sucked away all the spiritual energy in her body, she knew she would not live long.
She has lived for hundreds of years, if not for the support of spiritual power, she would have died long ago.
"Master." Yantang's beautiful face was full of pain.
"Let's go, be obedient." The lord of Hehuan Sect urged.
She may not be a good person, but she is a good teacher.
Yantang gritted her teeth and took one last look at her, before fleeing away.
"Shen Rong." The head of the Hehuan Sect sneered slightly: "You will definitely suffer retribution."
Colluding with the monster clan and harming the world of cultivating immortals is an unforgivable crime.
"You should worry about yourself first!" The man in black stepped on Shen Rong's shoulder and issued an order.
"Kill her."
"Shen..."
The Suzerain of Hehuan Sect closed his eyes unwillingly.
The Hehuan Sect was destroyed.
The man in black held his chin: "Which sect's turn is it?"
The Hehuan Sect, the Buddhist Sect... are all extinct.
Now there is only one sword sect left.
The man in black patted Shen Rong's face triumphantly, "Go to Jianzong! They must be looking forward to seeing you."
A trace of struggle flashed in Shen Rong's eyes, but it was quickly suppressed.
"Let's go!" The man in black casually tossed the whistle in his hand.
Jianzong was in a mess.
Except for the disciples of Jianzong, almost all the surviving disciples and elders of other sects gathered here.
"What should we do now?" The Puppet Sect Master suddenly aged a lot.
Jianzong is their last shelter, if Jianzong is destroyed, the whole world of cultivating immortals will be destroyed.
"The suzerain of the Hehuan sect is dead." The suzerain of the Buddha sect sighed softly, "This is all retribution."
One step wrong, step by step wrong.
The other suzerains did not speak.
"They are here."
Zuo Zhenren raised his head and looked at the sky, there was a dark cloud hovering over their heads.
That is the army of the demon world.
As long as there is an order, Jianzong will be attacked.
"Every sect is on alert." The master of the Buddhist sect forced himself to cheer up.
If this battle is defeated, the entire world of cultivating immortals will soon face subversion.
The disciples silently raised their swords.
"Shen Rong, do you want to help the evildoer?" the head of the Buddhist sect sternly shouted.
Shen Rong didn't speak, he looked down at his hands, his eyes were filled with emotion.
Seeing this, the head of the Buddhist sect said again: "Shen Rong, if you continue like this, you will destroy the entire world of cultivating immortals."
"Cultivate... Immortal... Realm."
Shen Rong's voice was hoarse and intermittent.
"It's useless." The man in black looked at them strangely.
"He is now unconscious."
From the moment Shen Rong chose to practice the exercise he gave, he was no longer himself, completely reduced to a puppet of the monster clan.
Puppets are emotionless.
He threw away the whistle in his hand, and smiled triumphantly: "Thanks to you guys, I eradicated the scourge of Nanwan for me."
"You..." The suzerain of the Buddha Sect was furious, and spat out a mouthful of blood in embarrassment.
"Did I say something wrong?" The man in black smiled treacherously: "From the beginning to the end, it's all your own selfishness."
"You killed Nan Wan, and you still have the face to come here to take refuge. If I were a disciple of Jianzong, I would definitely drive you out."
The sword held by the sword sect disciple at the side changed direction for no reason.
The man in black robe was right, where did they get their faces?
Most of the disciples of the other sects were dead or crippled. Facing the disciples of the Sword Sect, they had no resistance at all and were quickly subdued by them.
"It's really wrong." The head of Fozong's face was ashen, and his body trembled violently from hands to feet.
He still doesn't understand why he made that decision in the first place?
Nam Wan.
This name is the nightmare of their other seven sects.
Because of her presence, Jianzong's status has not fallen for nearly a hundred years.
They are jealous, they hate, but there is nothing they can do about it.
They know that their strength is not as good as this junior.
They returned from the grand ceremony that night, but what they were happy about was Nan Wan's death, which would make them stand up.
Forget that the world of cultivating immortals can only maintain a hundred years of peace with Nan Wan.
At present, there is no one in the world of cultivating immortals that can match Nan Wan's strength.
Because of their stupidity, they ruined the world of cultivating immortals.
They are sinners.
"The most important thing at the moment is to resist the invasion of the monster clan. For other accounts, our Sword Sect will slowly settle it by ourselves in the future, so we won't bother outsiders." Zuo Zhenren's voice was full of murderous intent.
The man in black was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he whistled directly: "Go, kill them all."
His words were full of gloating and mocking.
Shen Rong's neck moved stiffly, and his eyes slowly looked towards Zuo Zhenren.
The coercion at the peak of Leaving the body was completely dissipated.
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Zuo Zhenren's lips, but he still refused to move half a step away.
Shen Rong slowly raised his hand, his eyes were shining with green light.
The black army rushed up, fighting everywhere.
Watching this scene, the blood of the man in black was boiling with excitement.
They Yaozu finally no longer need to hide in the corner, they can humiliate and kill them openly.
(End of this chapter)
The world of cultivating immortals has never experienced such despair.
The demon clan invaded, devastated everywhere.
Shen Rong, the only sword sect master they could rely on, openly betrayed the world of cultivating immortals and killed people in front of everyone.
They missed the Master Sword Immortal who saved them from the fire and water.
But she was already dead, under the siege of the Eight Great Sect Masters, she fell off the cliff and died without a whole body.
When the Eight Great Sect Masters besieged Nanwan back then, no one was willing to stand up, and now they finally paid the price for their indifference.
The disciples who used to be immortal are now all in tatters and covered in blood.
"Master, let's go!" Yantang cried.
"Where can we go?" the head of the Hehuan Sect smiled wryly.
Now she has no spiritual power, she is like a useless person, and she still has to rely on her disciples to protect her.No matter where you flee, there is no way out.
"Go to the mortal world." Yantang said with red eyes.
Mortal Realm is the safest place right now.
"No." The head of the Hehuan Sect shook his head, "This is a matter for the world of cultivating immortals, and the mortal world cannot be involved."
The Three Realms do not interfere with each other. This is a long-established rule.
"But..." Yantang wanted to say something else.
"You go! Leave me alone." The head of the Hehuan Sect smiled wryly: "It's my fault that I was blindfolded by jealousy and hatred, and I couldn't see Shen Rong's true face."
They clearly knew that Nan Wan would not do anything to collude with the monster clan, but they still acquiesced in Shen Rong's conviction of Nan Wan.
Now all kinds of things are retribution.
The other suzerains didn't regret it later, she didn't know that she really regretted it.
"Shen Rong, kill them." The man in black squinted his eyes slightly, holding a bone whistle in his hand.
This day has finally come.
Shen Rong's limbs were stiff, and a few traces of struggle flashed in his eyes.
The man in black picked up the whistle and blew it impatiently.
The sharp whistle came into Shen Rong's ears.
Kill them all, this is an order.
The clarity in Shen Rong's eyes became weaker and weaker, and finally he picked up the sword and slashed at it without hesitation.
"Master."
Yantang knelt on the ground with tears streaming down her face.
"Let's go." The head of the Hehuan Sect stood in front of Yantang.
Ever since Shen Rong sucked away all the spiritual energy in her body, she knew she would not live long.
She has lived for hundreds of years, if not for the support of spiritual power, she would have died long ago.
"Master." Yantang's beautiful face was full of pain.
"Let's go, be obedient." The lord of Hehuan Sect urged.
She may not be a good person, but she is a good teacher.
Yantang gritted her teeth and took one last look at her, before fleeing away.
"Shen Rong." The head of the Hehuan Sect sneered slightly: "You will definitely suffer retribution."
Colluding with the monster clan and harming the world of cultivating immortals is an unforgivable crime.
"You should worry about yourself first!" The man in black stepped on Shen Rong's shoulder and issued an order.
"Kill her."
"Shen..."
The Suzerain of Hehuan Sect closed his eyes unwillingly.
The Hehuan Sect was destroyed.
The man in black held his chin: "Which sect's turn is it?"
The Hehuan Sect, the Buddhist Sect... are all extinct.
Now there is only one sword sect left.
The man in black patted Shen Rong's face triumphantly, "Go to Jianzong! They must be looking forward to seeing you."
A trace of struggle flashed in Shen Rong's eyes, but it was quickly suppressed.
"Let's go!" The man in black casually tossed the whistle in his hand.
Jianzong was in a mess.
Except for the disciples of Jianzong, almost all the surviving disciples and elders of other sects gathered here.
"What should we do now?" The Puppet Sect Master suddenly aged a lot.
Jianzong is their last shelter, if Jianzong is destroyed, the whole world of cultivating immortals will be destroyed.
"The suzerain of the Hehuan sect is dead." The suzerain of the Buddha sect sighed softly, "This is all retribution."
One step wrong, step by step wrong.
The other suzerains did not speak.
"They are here."
Zuo Zhenren raised his head and looked at the sky, there was a dark cloud hovering over their heads.
That is the army of the demon world.
As long as there is an order, Jianzong will be attacked.
"Every sect is on alert." The master of the Buddhist sect forced himself to cheer up.
If this battle is defeated, the entire world of cultivating immortals will soon face subversion.
The disciples silently raised their swords.
"Shen Rong, do you want to help the evildoer?" the head of the Buddhist sect sternly shouted.
Shen Rong didn't speak, he looked down at his hands, his eyes were filled with emotion.
Seeing this, the head of the Buddhist sect said again: "Shen Rong, if you continue like this, you will destroy the entire world of cultivating immortals."
"Cultivate... Immortal... Realm."
Shen Rong's voice was hoarse and intermittent.
"It's useless." The man in black looked at them strangely.
"He is now unconscious."
From the moment Shen Rong chose to practice the exercise he gave, he was no longer himself, completely reduced to a puppet of the monster clan.
Puppets are emotionless.
He threw away the whistle in his hand, and smiled triumphantly: "Thanks to you guys, I eradicated the scourge of Nanwan for me."
"You..." The suzerain of the Buddha Sect was furious, and spat out a mouthful of blood in embarrassment.
"Did I say something wrong?" The man in black smiled treacherously: "From the beginning to the end, it's all your own selfishness."
"You killed Nan Wan, and you still have the face to come here to take refuge. If I were a disciple of Jianzong, I would definitely drive you out."
The sword held by the sword sect disciple at the side changed direction for no reason.
The man in black robe was right, where did they get their faces?
Most of the disciples of the other sects were dead or crippled. Facing the disciples of the Sword Sect, they had no resistance at all and were quickly subdued by them.
"It's really wrong." The head of Fozong's face was ashen, and his body trembled violently from hands to feet.
He still doesn't understand why he made that decision in the first place?
Nam Wan.
This name is the nightmare of their other seven sects.
Because of her presence, Jianzong's status has not fallen for nearly a hundred years.
They are jealous, they hate, but there is nothing they can do about it.
They know that their strength is not as good as this junior.
They returned from the grand ceremony that night, but what they were happy about was Nan Wan's death, which would make them stand up.
Forget that the world of cultivating immortals can only maintain a hundred years of peace with Nan Wan.
At present, there is no one in the world of cultivating immortals that can match Nan Wan's strength.
Because of their stupidity, they ruined the world of cultivating immortals.
They are sinners.
"The most important thing at the moment is to resist the invasion of the monster clan. For other accounts, our Sword Sect will slowly settle it by ourselves in the future, so we won't bother outsiders." Zuo Zhenren's voice was full of murderous intent.
The man in black was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he whistled directly: "Go, kill them all."
His words were full of gloating and mocking.
Shen Rong's neck moved stiffly, and his eyes slowly looked towards Zuo Zhenren.
The coercion at the peak of Leaving the body was completely dissipated.
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Zuo Zhenren's lips, but he still refused to move half a step away.
Shen Rong slowly raised his hand, his eyes were shining with green light.
The black army rushed up, fighting everywhere.
Watching this scene, the blood of the man in black was boiling with excitement.
They Yaozu finally no longer need to hide in the corner, they can humiliate and kill them openly.
(End of this chapter)
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