Chapter 62: Master of Medicine

The head of the first God of War turned in the air a few times, then fell to the ground and rolled in front of the Great Elder.
The Great Elder could see the deep despair in the eyes of the head of the first God of War!
"The First God of War... is dead?"
The body of the great elder kept trembling, and the square was very quiet at this time, so quiet that even the sound of blood dripping on the halberd could be heard.
thump!
The headless body of the first of war fell softly in a pool of blood, awakening everyone.
At this time, the people present believed...
The first God of War was dead, and his head was cut off by Zhang Ziling with a halberd, and he died without resistance...
Now, all the confidence in the hearts of everyone present has been completely cut by that halberd!
"The First God of War has broken through to that realm, but he still kneeled in front of him, and his head was cut off with a halberd. How strong is he... on earth?"
At this time, the elder's eyes were full of panic, unable to imagine how strong Zhang Ziling was.
"Does Medicine Sect... really is going to die?"
The great elder raised his head and found in horror that Zhang Ziling was dragging the halberd towards him step by step.
The halberd made sparks on the ground.
"demon!"
Seeing Zhang Ziling's unhurried pace and leisurely smile, these words suddenly appeared in the heart of the elder.
"Don't, don't kill me!" As Zhang Ziling got closer and closer to him, the spirit of the elder gradually began to collapse, "Please, forgive me! Forgive me! I can be a cow and a horse for you! Yaozong There are also outer disciples all over the country, as well as a few rudders. I can help you control them all and let you send them! Please don't kill me!"
He still doesn't want to die!
Even if Yaozong died, he didn't want to die!
"Elder!" The other elders were about to split their eye sockets. They did not expect that the majestic elder in the past would be so spineless at this juncture!
"What can I do? The Medicine Sect is dead! We can't help it! At this time, I can only think about my own life! I don't want to die!" The Great Elder cried, his arms trembling constantly.
"Think about it, let me go, the whole medicine sect is yours!" The elder looked at Zhang Ziling again, and wanted to climb over, but he couldn't move under the pressure Zhang Ziling released!
Zhang Ziling sneered at the elder begging for mercy, and sneered: "You have lived for so many years, so you are so spineless. You are even worse than those new practitioners of the Medicine Sect!"
"Yes, yes, yes! I am a dog, killing me is worthless, let me go!" At this time, the elder had completely given up his dignity to survive.
"Yao Yi, I will not spare you lightly when Yao Zong gets through this calamity!" At this moment, the kneeling first guard spoke, with an angry tone in his tone.
"Through this calamity? Hahaha, don't you tease me? Who can save Yaozong now, can you? You really laughed at me!" The elder laughed madly, mocking the first guard without any cover.
"Huh, even though no one can save the Medicine Sect?" The first guard knelt on the ground and said calmly.
"Hard mouth!" The great elder laughed, but the great elder's expression changed in an instant, as if thinking of something.
The first dark guard saw Zhang Ziling and said: "Our eighteen dark guards admire your strength, and we are convinced of our defeat, but you threatened to destroy my medicine sect, it's too early!"
"Oh? You are all like this, and there are other back players?" Zhang Ziling came to be interested and asked when he looked at the first guard.
"Master had long expected that Yaozong would have such a day, and the purpose of our eighteen dark guards is to wait for this day!" The first dark guard said blankly.
"Eighteen dark guards, take orders!"
"in!"
"Take blood as a sacrifice, soul as a guide, call ancestors with your body!" The first guard read word by word.
"Take blood as a sacrifice, soul as a guide, and call ancestors with your body!" The remaining seventeen dark guards read after the first one, their expressions becoming solemn.
"Could it be..." The big elder stared at the eighteen people whose bodies were red.
"Forcibly wake up the sleeping master with the power of eighteen people!" The people kneeling in the square looked at the Eighteen Guards with excitement and shouted.
Saved!
With the blood of the eighteen dark guards, enough to wake up the master for a while!
Although this time may be short, it is enough!
Master Yao Zong was alone in the world at that time, as long as he wakes up, he will be invincible to China!
Seeing the eighteen people whose bodies continue to turn into blood, the elder's face is extremely ugly. He knows that his master is about to wake up, and he... will also be killed by the medicine sect of the rest of his life!
In an instant, the grand elder's face turned crazy, and he shouted to Zhang Ziling: "Hurry up and stop them, they are going to summon Master, now you still have a chance to interrupt them!"
"Yao Yi, you traitor!" The rest of the people looked grim and yelled at the elder.
"I can't control that much! I just want..."
puff!
The head of the great elder flew into the sky, and his eyes were full of excitement.
"Noisy!" Zhang Ziling did not look at the headless corpse of the elder, but at the eighteen people who were still offering sacrifices.
"Very good, very good! Just let me see how strong your ancestor of medicine is!"
Zhang Ziling's eyes are full of war spirits!
"Madman!" Looking at Zhang Ziling who was standing still, everyone thought of this word in their hearts. They were indifferent to the fact that they could prevent a powerful opponent from appearing!
"Since you are looking for death, no wonder we are."
Seeing Zhang Ziling standing still, everyone kneeling on the square sneered.
Soon, all 18 people turned into blood awns and flew towards the tomb of the ancestor Yao Zong.
"Hey, this day has finally arrived."
After a while, an old sigh came from the tomb of the ancestors, which shocked everyone in Yaozong.
they know……
Master Yao Zong, woke up.
The next moment, a terrifying wave of air swept from the direction of the ancestral tomb, and everyone in Yaozong felt their body lightened instantly and stood up.
A young man with white hair and white robe walked leisurely and appeared in the square.
The sky was clear, and it began to flash and thunder, and the beasts in the mountains and forests in the distance were crawling in the direction of Yaozong.
This scene is like...
King over the world!
"Meet Master!"
The remaining Yaozong Sect Master, the five elders and the eleven Gods of War knelt to the white-haired youth!
Everyone was very excited. This was the first time they had seen a living master in their lives!
The legend of Master Yaozong has been passed down in every generation of Yaozong. Every generation of Yaozong people has the goal of awakening Master Yaozong. Although this awakening is only short-lived, even so, they have enough reasons to be excited!
The white-haired young man's eyes were like a starry sky, he looked around at the sixteen kneeling people, nodded indifferently, and then looked at Zhang Ziling.
"It's you, do you want to destroy the medicine sect established by this seat?" The white-haired young man stared at Zhang Ziling and asked in a condescending tone.
"You are the savior they expect?" Zhang Ziling asked with a faint smile looking at the white-haired youth.
"It seems that time has passed so long that no one remembers this seat anymore." The white-haired young man raised his pale arm and murmured: "Since I fell asleep after a battle with Lu Bu, he has never Does anyone remember me?"
"This world is becoming more and more decayed, forgetting the glory of the ancestors, blindly arrogant, and losing the awe of power..." The white-haired young man shook his head, "It seems that when this seat is fully awakened, it will become The new king of this world, correct this world."
"And now, the first step to accomplish this goal is to solve you, are you right?" The white-haired young man smiled gently, looking at Zhang Ziling and said lightly.
"Maybe this world is rotten," Zhang Ziling looked at the white-haired young man with a smile, then his eyes turned cold, and said in a low voice: "But the emperor has no idea to fix it. What qualifications do you have?"