Quick travel to pick up morals: Blacken the BOSS, don't make trouble

Chapter 292 My Disciple Cuts Hei in White (37)

Everyone saw that the young man who had been stern and cold before gradually calmed down in the embrace of the woman in white, and a little tenderness floated in his bloodthirsty pupils. He stretched out his hand to hug her back, and said in a concentrated voice: "Okay, okay?" Master."

The powerful force densely covered in the underground palace dissipated like a sea tide, and everyone fell to the ground with their backs leaning against the wall, gasping for breath. After walking through the gate of hell, they realized that their clothes were already wet with sweat. The characters, who still have the usual majesty now, are like dogs in the water one by one, in a panic.

Everyone looked at Ji Yan full of fear. At this moment, Ji Yan was more terrifying than Shura in their eyes.

"Master, let's go." Ji Yan took Xing Yue's hand and passed over the surrounding monks. Everyone watched them leave, but no longer had the courage to stop them.

Passing by the corpses on the ground, Xing Yue smelled a strong smell of blood coming towards her face, she frowned subconsciously, thankfully she couldn't see anything at this time.

When they left completely, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and their minds went blank.

In this encirclement and suppression operation, all sects except Wan Yunzong suffered heavy losses, which meant that it took them hundreds of years to develop the sect to its current glory, but they regressed overnight, and the hundreds of years of hard work were all in vain.

Xun Yi brought the people from Wanyun Sect to appear at this time to clean up the mess for them. Standing in front of the surviving disciples of all sects, he sighed long and hard, and said earnestly: "Didn't I warn you all, but you just don't believe me?" , insisted on going against Ji Yan and the others, you must have suffered a lot now."

Hearing this, the elder of the Lingjian Sect asked in a deep voice: "Who is Ji Yan? Even the great masters in the Mahayana period are no match for him. Could it be that his strength has reached the legendary level?"

When he said it, he thought it was a fantasy. How old was Ji Yan? Ten years ago, Ji Yan entered the Wan Yun Sect at the age of eight, which caused a joke in the entire world of immortality. The Wan Yun Sect, which had always only recruited talented young people, actually had a new student. This joke about being a useless person with fake spiritual roots has been circulating in the world of immortals for ten years. It was not until more than two months ago that Ji Yan slapped them in the face with the fact that he had mutated thunder spiritual roots.

At that time, he was only at the golden core stage. Although he was a leader among his peers, it was obvious that his strength was not enough in the world of immortal cultivation.

But now, in just two months, he was able to kill the great power of the Mahayana stage, and the transformation stage was like a baby with no power to restrain the chicken in his hands. What adventure did he encounter in the meantime?
"Ji Yan is not because his strength has reached the legendary level, but because he has always been." Xun Yi mused.

"What do you mean?" several people asked in unison.

"Have you ever heard of Zong Heng?"

As soon as the word Zong Heng came out, everyone's expressions changed drastically.

Zongheng, Zongheng.

This name is like some kind of taboo, and an indescribable emotion fermented in everyone's heart. Some people were so excited that the corners of their eyes were red, and they even jumped up from the ground, grabbing Xun Yi's body regardless of the injuries on their bodies. Unable to restrain himself, he said, "You mean Ji Yan, that's him?"

Xun Yi brushed the man's hand away and nodded.

Jiang Wuyang looked at everyone's excitement and awe, and asked Xun Yi doubtfully: "Master, who is Zong Heng?"

Xun Yi only replied to him with one word: "God."

(End of this chapter)