Chapter 278

"Who dare to break into the forbidden area of nine pylorus?"

"To die!"

When the mountain gate was destroyed, countless nine pylorus disciples rushed to the mountain gate at the fastest speed. In a short moment, apart from the sect leader who was still in the tower and four long foreigners, all the other disciples gathered here.

They roar, direct and unreserved hand, endless and ferocious power of curse, sweeping to the forest peak. If there is not enough power, it will definitely turn into ashes under the power of this dense curse, and it will no longer exist.

"It's a deadly curse witchcraft. The disciples of Jiuyou, one by one, are ferocious."

"You It's a pity to die. "

Lin Feng's eyes passed a group of nine pylorus disciples coldly, and then took out the nine hell god jar from the xumina ring.

"Nine hell jar, this is my nine pylorus's magic weapon."

"The magic weapon of zhenmen is passed from the sect leader to shaomen leader. How can it run into your hands?"

A group of nine pylorus disciples were stunned and stopped subconsciously. They didn't expect that the enemy who broke into the clan's gate without permission should hold nine pylorus's magic weapon.

"Kill your little sect leader. This nine hell jar is mine." Lin Feng is dismissive.

"What did you say? Little sect leader Killed by you? " A group of nine pylorus disciples, who seemed not to believe their ears, asked.

Lin Feng nodded and opened the nine hell jar:

"on the way to the yellow spring, you are accompanied by nine pylors. You are not the owner of the gate, and you will not die alone."

As soon as the jar was opened, a strong smell of decay and death swept in.

The sky of such a big nine pylorus is covered by a black cloud. In the black cloud, there are endless cries and howls. For a while, nine pylorus seems to be a ghost.

Countless solidified evil spirits swarmed out of the jar. They sprang to a group of nine pylorus disciples with their teeth open and claws open. The screams were heard constantly. Soon, all the disciples in the nine pylorus died in the ghost cage.

The nine hell god jar was covered again, and the black clouds that covered the sky disappeared. Everything recovered as before. But at this time, the nine pylorus had become the purgatory of the human world. There were broken limbs everywhere, blood flowed into a river and dyed the whole clan red.

When I look up, I can't see the edge of the ground. It's all red with blood. I can feel the viscosity of blood and the temperature that hasn't completely faded yet.

"Shaft arrogance!!!"

When the sect leader and the four elders arrived here, they saw such a scene. They wanted to stop it, but it was too late. They could only watch with their eyes open. All the nine pylorus disciples were buried in the ghosts of the nine pylorus jar.

"Dare to use my nine pylors to kill my nine pylors disciples. I am the elder. I am bound to cut you to pieces!!!"

The roar of the sect leader and the four elders was deafening. They didn't expect that the forest peak dared to be so arrogant. Before they could lure people to this place, they had already killed all the disciples of Jiuyou.

These nine pylorus disciples died miserably, and this is also the shame of nine pylorus. Since the founding of the nine pylorus here hundreds of years ago, it has never met such a thing. Even if it was the crisis of hundreds of years ago, the nine pylorus eventually survived, but never thought that it would be destroyed today.

"Kill all your disciples with your magic weapon? This is my way of returning to each other, and also for those who are buried under the nine hell god's jar

"But Lord Zhai, the nine hell jars fall into your hands. They are nothing but monsters. How can you really understand the means to urge the magic weapon, just like you drunkards and garbage

"I said that the purpose of today's visit is to wipe out your whole family. So I will kill all five of you later, and it will be a great success."

Lin Feng doesn't care about the anger and roar of the other party. He has absolute reasons to believe that the dense white bones outside the mountain gate are all the dead bones of those living carriers. Such a nine pylorus deserves more than death.

What's more, the tyranny released from the nine hell god jar is enough to show that all the leaders of the nine pylors and the little one are sacrificing the nine hell god jar with living people. Otherwise, there will be no such tyranny in the weapon.

"How dare you even threaten to kill all five of us? That's a big tone."

The sect leader then roared:

"Lin Feng, I was going to send five elders to bring your wife and mother here to lure you into the nine pylors in Dong'an Ruyang, but I didn't expect that you would take the initiative to send them."

"Good, good!!!"

Lin Feng's face was heavy and cold. "You dare to fight against my family. You really don't need to die."

At this moment, his killing was unprecedented. Thanks to the timely arrival today, I happened to meet a group of five elders who were just leaving. Otherwise, once my mother and Wanrong were brought here, the consequences would be unimaginable."Ha ha!"

The sect leader laughed scornfully:

"is it up to you? Master dong'anlin? "

"I will take you down and leave you at the disposal of the emissary."

"The means of the emissary is most clear to the master, but he dares to destroy the awakening of that great man. The emissary will surely let you live forever in purgatory and suffer endless torture."

"Don't worry. When you are handed over to the emissary, your family and the Buddha will take good care of you. I will let them enjoy being a woman."

The sect leader gnashed his teeth and said every word. His face was grim and ferocious.

How can we let Lin Feng let go of his hatred and kill his only son? He will let Lin Feng know what real despair is.

"Boom!"

When the voice falls, the strong mind of the master comes out. It is dark and thick, just like the rushing stream of rivers and lakes, sweeping to the forest peak. Just for a moment, it is necessary to submerge the forest peak in a strong sense.

In ancient Egypt, Pharaohs are a faction, inheriting witchcraft with the power of curse. Witchcraft needs strong support of gods, while witchcraft with the power of curse requires higher support of gods.

The chill on Lin Feng's face is more and more intense, and the pervasive murderous opportunities are constantly rising. He steps forward and steps out:

"to die!"

The whole body is surging up and down. A golden and majestic divine thought is gushing out. It becomes real in an instant. It is like a sharp blade. It is like a panting divine thought to the other side. It is cut off in the air.