Chapter 1993： Xingshi asks crime

Void visions continue.

Thunder and lightning. Stormy.

The air in the cultivation world was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the sound of howling spread thousands of miles.

The Fang family disciples cheered for fifty miserable conditions.

Smiles appeared on Lu Yi and Lu Wushuang's faces.

"Finally resolved." Huang Wu took a breath, looked up at the ancestor of the Fang family standing in the void, and said, "The Saint King is really terrifying."

Luluo said, "I believe that Young Master Lu can become the Saint King one day."

"I can talk." Lu Yi laughed.

"Strange, people are killed, why did the ancestor stand still!" Lu Luo continued.

Lu Yi looked up, and doubts appeared on his face.

At this moment, the ancestor of the Fang family stretched out his palm and sucked forcefully at the void. Suddenly, a figure was directly washed out of the void by him.

"thump!"

Qiongqi knelt in front of the ancestor of the Fang family, trembling all over, begging for mercy: "Old ancestor, please forgive me."

"I knew it now, why bother back then." After the old ancestor Fang finished speaking, he placed a palm on Qiongqi's heavenly spirit cover. In an instant, Qiongqi's screams spread throughout the void.

After three seconds, the ancestor of the Fang family withdrew his hand. He did not kill Qiongqi, but only abolished Qiongqi.

"Listen well, clean up the battlefield, comfort the people, and rebuild their homes." Fang Jia's ancestor gave an order, and then took Qiongqi, tore open the void, and his body disappeared.

"Why did the ancestor go? Isn't it going to Kuzhuzhai?" Huang Wu asked in surprise.

Lu Yi and Lu Wushuang exchanged glances, and worry appeared in their eyes.

The blood rained all over the sky.

The saints fell, as if heaven was weeping for them.

This night, many big figures in retreat were shocked.

Sword Temple.

The sword **** opened his eyes, his eyes flashed with sword light, and after a while, he smiled: "The Fang family ancestor took that step, and Ku Zhuzhai is completely planted this time."

The ancestor Volley came over again and respectfully asked: "Master Sword God, since the ancestor of the Fang family has already taken that step, do we want to make a move?"

"No need." The Sword God said, holding the winning ticket, "I just hope there will be a few more saint kings in the cultivation world, let them fight to death and death, and finally we will make another move."

"Yes!"

"Also, order to go down. In the near future, the disciples should concentrate on cultivation, and don't participate in anything that has nothing to do with cultivation."

"Okay." The ancestor Volley bowed and bowed out.

Tianshazong.

Ren Xiaoyao hurriedly opened the door of a room.

"Master, it's not good..."

"Who let you in? Get out." The black robe old man put his hands on a pair of virgin boys, seeing that the original pair of five or six-year-old alive children grew old in an instant, and finally turned into a corpse, the essence of children's life. The black robe old man was sucked into his body.

There is a pool next to it with hundreds of corpses lying in it.

Ren Xiaoyao gritted his teeth and continued: "Master, something has happened."

boom!

The black robe old man waved his left sleeve, and a powerful force rushed toward his face, knocking Ren Xiaoyao away, and said displeased: "I said, I don't allow anyone to disturb me when I practice. Do you want to die?"

Ren Xiaoyao immediately knelt at the door, and said anxiously: "The matter is urgent, and I hope Master will atone for it. A saint in the cultivation world has died."

"That saint is dead?" The black robe old man asked calmly.

"The soul lamp of the three elders has gone out, I'm afraid that Zhongzhou..."

Before Ren Xiaoyao finished speaking, the black-robed old man appeared in front of him, his eyes were as sharp as a blade, and it was terrifying, and he asked: "What did you just say, the soul lamp of the third elder is out?"

The huge pressure almost made Ren Xiaoyao breathless.

"Yes. The third elder's soul lamp has gone out." Ren Xiaoyao gritted his teeth and continued: "Heaven is raining blood and rain. It seems that more than the third elder is dead."

"Could it be that Fang's old stuff is also dead?"

"The details are not clear, but I have passed the order, and if I have news, it will be delivered as soon as possible."

"Okay." The black robe old man groaned, and said, "Xiaoyao, pass my decree. Starting today, all disciples above the Dragon Gate realm should practice behind closed doors, and they are not allowed to leave the customs unless they are promoted."

"Yes!"

"You go first!" The black robe old man waved his hand.

Ren Xiaoyao retired.

"I only hope that the old Fang family is dead, otherwise, things will be troublesome." Heipao old man murmured after a long time, then turned around and walked into the practice room again.

Millions of miles away.

Kuzhuzhai.

The great elder who had been sitting on the armchair was unable to sit still.

His face was full of horror.

"Master, another saint has fallen. Could it be the Seventh Uncle..."

Before Qi Tian finished speaking, the elder said: "You come with me."

After speaking, he took Qi Tian into the ancestral hall of Kuzhuzhai.

In the ancestral hall, there is a lampstand. On the stage, there are five lights on, and the three lights next to it have been completely extinguished.

This is the soul lamp.

Only the living saints, the soul lamp will be on.

Obviously, three saints have died.

"Old Seven, Old Eight, Old Nine..." The elder was shocked and angry, his body trembled, and a mouthful of blood came out from his mouth "poof".

"Master!" Qi Tian hurriedly stepped forward and helped the Great Elder to sit down.

"Blame me, blame me, if it weren't for me, the seventh and they wouldn't die." The elder was very regretful. This time, not only did he not win Zhongzhou and get rid of the ancestor of the Fang family, but also the life of the three saints. , Lost his wife and broke down.

"puff!"

The elder spit out another mouthful of blood.

"Master, Uncle Seven and the others have already gone, don't be too sad, the sect still needs you now." Qi Tian persuaded.

Although he said so, he was also very frightened.

The three saints are dead, and Kuzhuzhai suffered a heavy loss, but I don’t know what is the situation in Zhongzhou now?

"Before the head teacher retreats, I once gave me the affairs of the sect. You said the head teacher left the customs, how should I explain to him?"

The great elder seemed to be a thousand years old in an instant, with wrinkles and furrows staggered on his face, and he lamented: "Three saints, dozens of gods, and so many dragons that were killed by Lu Wushuang and Lu Yi. Disciple, our Kuzhuzhai has accumulated a hundred years of strength, and it disappeared in no time. I am a sinner of the sect!"

The great elder cried bitterly and beat his knee, regretting it to the extreme.

Qi Tian felt uncomfortable, and continued to persuade him: "Master, no matter what, you must take care of your body. Before the headmaster leaves the gate, you are the pillar of the sect. If you fall, the sect will be over. ."

"Yes, you're right, I can't fall down." The elder gritted his teeth, stood up forcibly, and said: "As long as I'm alive, the sky won't fall."

"Master, what I'm worried about now is, what should I do if the Fang family comes to Xingshi to inquire about it?" Qi Tian looked worried.

"Old Qi and they are all dead, Fang Family shouldn't be asking for trouble..."

The great elder didn't finish speaking, a disciple of the realm of the gods rushed up and said: "Elder, it's not good, the ancestor of the Fang family has come to ask for a crime."

what!

The elder shook his body and fell to the ground.