Chapter 131 Brothers Kill

The group of people behind them were dumbfounded.

Wu Rong Xue Ji and the other 20,000 people all looked at the back of the ancestor.

The excitement faded, replaced by fear and confusion.

what happened?

What did you do yourself?

The following fellow disciples and elders were all killed by themselves?

How could this be?

There were 10,000 questions in their heads, buzzing with shock, almost losing the ability to think.

These questions, only the ancestors can answer them.

If it weren't for the lofty status of the 'Ancestor', they would all want to roar and question him with their swords around his neck.

Why?

Didn't you say that this is just a test, has the testing strength regressed?

Don't you mean to attack with confidence, are you all right?

Why did it become like this?

However, they couldn't wait for them to ask.

"who!"

"Damn!"

"There is an invasion of foreign enemies!"

The more than fifty core senior elders sitting in the main hall below are all alive, after all, there are three saints sitting in town.

Although this group attack came suddenly, they were still blocked by them.

It's just that they didn't have time to save the elders outside.

At this time, there was only such a large hall left on the main peak, and all the remaining things were dried into dust by the volley just now.

Venerable Jingyuan, the head of the gate, was the first to rush out of the damaged hall, and the Saint Realm encircled the entire thousands of miles in it.

The remaining fifty or so elders were full of murderous auras, and they were all nine-level peaks of the old-fashioned Taoist palace, and their power was no less than the 20,000 people.

As for Venerable Jinghuan and Supreme Elder Yuqin, these two entering the Holy Land also opened their domains, enclosing the 'incoming enemy' in the sky.

Everyone was mad with pain and mad with hatred.

The old people lived for three million years, and the young lived for hundreds of thousands of years.

Although they are not the founders of the sect thousands of years ago, the Holy Land of Buyu has developed little by little over the years.

As for the attack just now, the Holy Land can be said to be completely destroyed.

Although the high-level people are still there, more than 70,000 people have been wiped out, and a large number of young talents have fallen.

This sect has no future.

This makes them not feel heartbroken, it is completely heart-wrenching.

But when they rushed outside, they were all stunned.

Most of the people in front of them, they know each other.

Aren't these people his disciples?

Did they just do it?

Why do they do that?

Seeing that the Sect Master and the Supreme Elder were all killed, everyone was full of fierceness and hatred, Wurong Xue Ji and others were scared to pee.

Just as he was about to say something to explain, he was suddenly interrupted by a thunderous shout.

"Who are you!"

Venerable Jinghuan angrily pointed at Jiang Cheng, shocked and angry.

This person looks exactly like him, and he actually has an almost homogeneous atmosphere of entering the Holy Land.

Even he himself almost doubted his life, let alone others.

Even immortals can't see through this transformation technique, let alone them.

"Who am I? I am your ancestor!"

Brother Cheng knows that the performance is almost over here, and the opposite is not a fool.

He didn't give the two sides a chance to speak, he waved his hand and shouted at the 20,000 people behind him.

"Brothers and sisters in the heart, the enemy is right in front of you!"

"No need to disguise, kill!"

Behind him, Wu Rong, Xue Ji and others finally reacted.

Turns out this guy is fake!

He actually killed so many fellow students under the order of a fake.

They both regret and hate.

He wanted to smash Jiang Cheng into tens of thousands of pieces, how could he still listen to his orders.

It's a pity that they didn't move, and some people moved.

Before waiting for the other side to take action, Brother Cheng immediately killed him.

It looked like he was really going to kill with the so-called 'heart' army.

Faced with this scene,

Venerable Jingyuan, Venerable Jinghuan, and Venerable Yuqin attacked at the same time.

And the more than fifty core elders at the rear also did not hesitate.

Not only Jiang Cheng, Wu Rong Xue Ji and others are also within their attack range.

Since Jiang Cheng, the 'Venerable Mirror Ring' is a fake, then the 20,000 people behind him must also be fake.

After all, the more than 70,000 people just below were killed by their own hands.

If he was really his own, how could he do such a crazy thing?

unambiguous evidence!

Although I don't know how they have changed, they can't even see their true bodies when they enter the holy realm, but the enemy is right.

Damn heart, it's so crazy!

Wurong Xueji's 20,000 people didn't even have a chance to explain and prove, so they were directly shrouded in the field.

"die!"

"crack!"

"cut!"

The three holy realms used the spell of speaking and spelling at the same time.

Almost as soon as the first word was uttered, all the 20,000 cultivators under the Middle Path Palace died.

Not the slightest bit of resistance, no exceptions.

The boundary gap is too great.

And the monks above the hundreds of palaces did not get better.

Some arms fell out of thin air, and some had hundreds of cracks and wounds on their bodies.

Also, the soul was hit hard.

Even Dao Palace can no longer sacrifice, let alone defend and counterattack to survive.

Immediately afterwards, the attacks of the more than fifty core elders also arrived.

Once again, there were gorgeous fireworks in the sky.

Jiang Cheng, as the target of public criticism, is naturally the core of the attack.

However, those three words really had no effect on him.

Although he didn't bring such things as treasures, talismans, and spirit arrays, in order to avoid being embarrassed by the control of spells and spells, he wore the crown.

Under the holy rank, all the attacks of the soul were blocked by the low-grade magic weapon.

Although the spells and spells had an impact on him, they were minimal.

The biggest attack he really received came from the domain of the three saintly masters.

In this field, the rules he was used to before have all changed.

The spiritual power can't be freely used, and the whole person is like being stuck by a spider web.

But under this circumstance, the Nine Colors Dao Palace was still able to smash out of the sky.

The two immortal-order rivers are like boiling, frantically surging with Martial Dao imprints, and even taking him to break through the blockade of the realm.

And the poisonous heroic soul is not restricted, and it is still corroding the opposite domain a little bit.

Although his own attack is not enough, the corrosion effect is minimal, but this is definitely a miracle.

This surprised Jiang Cheng.

Damn, how can I be so powerful?

Didn't it say that all under the saints are ants?

He thought that with one blow, he could be killed without saying a word.

No way, he couldn't passively fight, he could only continue to charge forward.

The three saints immediately put all their attention on him.

The rules of the domain changed again, and cracks appeared in this world.

After all, the Jiucai Dao Palace was crumbling due to insufficient realm, and the river was hanging upside down.

boom!

He finally burst open under the squeezing and tearing of this field, and died cleanly.

With his death, the war finally came to an end.

"Finally destroy this group of thieves!"

"Damn the Holy Land of Mingxin, how dare you take the initiative to attack us!"

"Look at who changed it!"