"Impossible, absolutely impossible! How can you escape from the siege of a hundred thousand friars? " The middle-aged people's lost heart murmured to themselves, but the sound was so loud that all the people present clearly heard it.

Some friars who knew some fur could not help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. They only felt as if they were falling into the ice cellar, and their bodies shivered involuntarily.

The monks who didn't know the inside story, as well as the martial arts and ordinary people, were all confused and confused. They didn't know what kind of stimulation the middle-aged people were, and how crazy they were.

"To escape, you underestimate me too much. We are just bright. We slaughtered hundreds of thousands of friars and killed a river of blood. It's really a good thing that you have done. In that war, it led to the change of heaven and earth, and now demons are rampant. Do you think you monks should die?"

As soon as a word is said, nine days thunder, dark clouds gather, sounds of the sky explode, dragons and phoenixes soar, the sun and the moon tremble.

Chu Xuan told the whole story about the changes in the world, but the news was too shocking.

Hundreds of millions of viewers and the people on the scene felt that their minds were buzzing and could not recover for a long time.

But those who practiced immortals, after hearing Chu Xuan's words, all petrified on the spot, and then burst out one after another, all kneeling on the ground, crying out injustice.

Hearing Chu Xuan's own admission, the middle-aged man's face turned pale. He knew that it should be true, and Chu Xuan should not be ashamed of himself.

After all, after all, the hundred thousand monks and the Kunlun immortal, including his master, went to the peach blossom secret land and never returned, and there was no news of it

"The great God of Chu, this is no matter what I wait for! We are all casual practitioners, and we are not involved in dealing with you. "

"Yes! I hope the great God of Chu can see clearly, don't injustice the innocent

"Please don't mistreat us. We don't know anything about it!"

On the spot, the monks knelt down to beg for mercy and cried out injustice. In that case, there was no dignity and pride of a half immortal!

The martial arts and ordinary people can only recover their soul from the voice of the immortal practitioners. They look at Chu Xuan as if they were gods, but they are full of disgust and hatred.

On the Internet, there are even more shocking waves. They scold the cultivators. If it wasn't for them, it would lead to such a scene that demons run wild. We don't have to live with fear every day.

Chu Xuan was not unreasonable. He was too lazy to take care of these immortals, nor was he too lazy to argue with middle-aged people.

"It's a narrow road. You can see from your eyes just now that the real man holding the bullshit should be among the hundred thousand friars who killed me. Today I'll settle the old accounts and the new accounts together."

Chu Xuan's voice, like a talisman from Jiuyou, is beating the heart of the middle-aged man. His right hand is slowly raised to prepare for direct soul searching.

He wants to find out what kind of middle-aged people have learned and who are still in the door. These people will never be let go.

"Forgive me, immortal! I didn't take part in my master's killing you, and I was also bewitched by others today. I didn't mean it

The middle-aged man was so scared that he was in a hurry. In order to survive, Shifu didn't want to let himself go.

"Who is the person behind the scenes?" Chu Xuan stopped and asked with great interest. He wanted to see who was so ignorant that he dared to attack his own mountain gate with the immortal cultivators and force his disciples.