Chapter 269: Endgame

When Wang Zeyuan returned to his Huiyuan Hall, he suddenly developed an illusion: Is this really my Huiyuan Hall?
There was a ruin in the wall, and the smoke was rolling.
The tens of thousands of square meters of Huiyuan Hall has become a paradise of coke!
Not only that, the bodies of thousands of disciples in Huiyuan Hall were neatly discharged at the gate of Huiyuan Hall. In front of them, more than a dozen characters were written in blood: "Three thousand two hundred and twenty-six Huiyuan Halls Disciple, please ask the king of Wang Zeyuan to check."
Wang Zeyuan was struck by lightning and his mind was blank.
The painstaking work of Wang Zeyuan’s life turned into a virtual shadow overnight.
Oh, really!
"Ha ha... hahaha..." Wang Zeyuan laughed at the sky, and the two lines of tears could not help but slip.
"Suer, I have promised you, I will become the most powerful Huiyuan lord on the mainland, ridiculous, ridiculous..." Wang Zeyuan slammed into the ground, his hair broke, his hair was scattered. Open.
If others don't know him, they will think that he is a poor student who is destitute in the world. It is a pity.
It is a pity that he is not. He is the leader of Huiyuan Temple, Wang Zeyuan, a person who should not be so weak and helpless.
The first half of my life was so hard to cultivate that my wife died.
In the latter half of my life, I tried hard to make a career, but I didn’t expect it to be the end of a chicken.
"Suer, Suer..." Wang Zeyuan’s brain suddenly flashed through the figure. The already dull eyes suddenly ignited almost crazy light: "Suer is still alive, everything is still there, still In, haha, hahahaha!"
Poor Wang Zeyuan, at this moment, is crazy.
The door-to-door master took Chen Hao and Liu Xuefei back to her Ziqiongmen. Her degree of madness was even worse than Wang Zeyuan.
Thousands of Zijingmen female disciples were killed and not even said, even the clothes on their bodies were stripped of the light, hanging under the ceiling in the Purple Qiongmen!
A row of neat blood words is shockingly presented in front of the door of the Lord: "The old virgin, the next one will be you. And your body will be hung under the public, you will wait for this day."
The black hair of the door-to-door master became white in a flash, and the wrinkles on his face were much more in an instant. The whole person looked old and in his twenties.
"Seven devils teach... well, so good!" Too the main door brushed out the purple Qiongjian, a sword swung out.
Uh... A purple mad thunder flashed, and the swords that fluttered in the sky cut all the bodies of the purple qiongmen’s disciples into countless pieces, turning into fog.
Liu Xuefei looked at himself with the same face and turned into a water, and his teeth creaked, as if he could break it at any time.
At the same time, her hatred of Ling Xiao and the Seven Devils is even more incompetent: "Ling Wei, I Liu Xuefei swears that this life will take your life!"
Chen Hao secretly marveled at the master's big hand, but his face did not dare to have a different look.
This time, if the owner told her that she must leave Ziqiongmen and let her decide to go with Master, she will definitely end up with the same sisters.
For the awe of the owner of Ling Xiao, he added a few more points in Chen Xin’s heart.
The main hand of the door is holding the purple Qiongjian, and the eyes are cold and shining: "With this sword in hand, my purple Qiongmen will never fall! Ling Xiao, my purple Qiongjian, will soon pierce your heart!"
Chen Yu secretly remembered the words of the door-to-door master. When no one noticed, he conveyed this sentence to Ling Xiao.
When Zhao Yang returned to his Miao Yue government, his expression was incomparable with Wang Zeyuan and Taishangmen. It can even be said that they are a combination of the two.
Zhao Yang first is a blank brain, then there is a burst of anger!
"Ah--" a raging anger shook the countless windows and floor slabs of the city of Miao Yue outside the temple, causing many incidents of accidental injuries to civilians.
Even so, the public can still understand Zhao Yang's mood at this time.
The fire that burned all night, burned Zhaoyang’s Mingyue House into a ruin. No matter who it is, it is normal to have such a mood.
What's more, Zhao Yang is a hot-tempered guy.
Until this roaring roar, Zhao Yang slowed down and walked into the Ming Yue House, which had become a ruin.
His second son, Zhao Yan, is still alive, sitting on the ground, the whole person becomes stupid, and the smell of the whole body is stinking.
"Dead, they are all dead... They are blown into blood... terrible, so terrible!" Even though Zhao Yan, who has experienced the Battle of the South Camel, is facing the means of the Seven Devils, I just had to fall behind.
Zhao Yang walked to Zhao Yan's side. Zhao Yan's mad emotions calmed down and took his father's clothes. He whispered: "Hey... you are back... Seven Devils... Seven Devils teach……"
Snapped! Zhao Yang took a shot on Zhao Yan’s head. Zhao Yan’s eyes were turned upside down and plopped down on the ground.
Zhao Yang closed his eyes, and the two lines of tears fell from the closed eyes: "The flames, so alive, it is better to die..."
Without paying attention to the body of his son, Zhao Yang suddenly thought of the forbidden land in the cave behind the Miao Yue House, and rushed in that direction.
Waiting for Zhao Yang, it is an empty cave.
"Why? Why does the Seven Devils Church know the existence of this strange beast! Why he will break the purple-grade protective mask!" To say that Zhao Yang can tolerate his son's death, can bear the ruins of his own temple. But he can't stand the disappearance of this strange animal.
Therefore, Zhao Yang is angry!
What is trapped in the cave is a purple-level beast, purple jade unicorn, which is the soul of Zhao Yang who is going to give himself to the purple level.
This unicorn beast and the legendary unicorn are somewhat different. It is a heterogeneous species. Except for not being able to speak, IQ is no different from human beings.
If Zhao Yang reaches the purple level, the central 魄 combines such a different kind of species, and maybe it may reach the life of the legend for more than 10,000 years!
It is necessary to know that this strange animal has existed in the Miao Yue government for thousands of years, and the number of the priests who reached the purple level could not be collected.
This strange beast is Zhao Yang’s last hope, but even this last hope has been smashed by Ling Xiao!
"Ling Wei! I want to make you smashed and smashed into a bolognese sauce!" Zhao Yang's red hair spread out, a pair of eyeballs bulging out, two lines of blood and tears!
Almost at the same time, the Xuanhai School did not return to its own martial art.
The first time there was no quiet real person, I found that I had surrounded thousands of disciples before the door of the martial art. One by one was full of seriousness and whispered.
When the silent people saw the reason for the disciples' surprise, he couldn't help but shake the body slightly.
Before he moved to the gate of Xuanhai, he did not know when he was engraved with more than a dozen characters. Spilled with blood on the big words, it is particularly eye-catching.
"There is no static real person. This time, my seven demons have insufficient strength. In the usual time, you are not too arrogant. For the time being, let your Xuanhai send a horse. If you don't know what happened to other martial art, wait for you to do it right away. Got it."
No quiet and really trembled, I was tempted to make a fuss. Suddenly a jade was bursting out, and a clear golden font appeared in front of him: "Huiyuan Hall, Ziqiongmen, and Mingyue House except their owners. Outside, the door is full."
There is no quiet and real person standing in the same place, half-speaking without words.
Originally, his mood was not so good. When he saw this blood word at a glance, he also thought about how to get into the Seven Devils. He taught the songs awkwardly. If possible, he would kill Ling Xiao.
But after he saw this message, the whole person suddenly became as dull as a wilting flower.
"This real person has to start retreating. From today, Xuanhai sent disciples to keep up with the sects. Don't go out of the Xuanhai faction."
Although quiet and quiet, it conveys an attitude that cannot be opposed.
The disciples looked at the back of Xiao Suo's camel, and the heart was stunned.
The head is old.