Chapter 131: Brothers kill

The group of people behind was dumbfounded.
Wu Rong Xue Ji and the other 20,000 people looked at the back of the ancestor.
Excitement and excitement faded, replaced by panic and daze.
what happened?
What did you do?
The following fellow brothers and elders were all killed by themselves?
How could this be?
There are ten thousand questions in their heads, they are humming, almost losing the ability to think.
These questions, only the ancestors can answer them.
If it wasn't for the ‘old ancestor’’s identity to be too lofty, they would all want to use a sword on his neck to growl and ask.
why?
Didn't you say that this is just a test? Has the testing capability deteriorated?
Didn't you say that you can attack without worry, are you okay?
Why is it like this?
However, they couldn't wait for them to question.
"who!"
"Damn it!"
"There is an invasion of foreign enemies!"
The more than fifty core high-level elders sitting in the main hall below are all alive, after all, there are three saints sitting in town.
Although this group attack came suddenly, they were still blocked.
It's just that they didn't have time to save the elders outside.
At this time, there was only such a large hall left on the main peak, and everything that was left was dried into dust by the wave of shots just now.
Venerable Jingyuan, the headmaster, was the first to rush out of the damaged hall, entering the holy realm and enclosing the entire area for thousands of miles.
The remaining fifty-odd elders were eager to split and murderous, the all-in-one old Dao Palace Nine Peaks, the power of no less than the 20,000 people.
As for the Venerable Jinghuan and Venerable Yuzhu, the elder Taishang, these two entering the holy realm also opened up their domains, enclosing the "coming enemy" in the sky.
Everyone is going crazy with pain, and going crazy with hate.
They lived three million years old, and hundreds of thousands of years young.
Although they are not the founders of the school thousands of years ago, they have developed little by little in the past few years.
In the attack just now, the Holy Land can be said to be completely destroyed.
Although the top level is still there, more than 70,000 people have been wiped out, and a large number of young talents have fallen.
This sect has no future.
How this makes them feel painful, it is completely heartbroken.
But when they rushed outside, they were all stunned.
Most of the people in front of them, they know.
Aren't these people their own disciples?
They did it just now?
Why would they do that?
Seeing that the head and the Supreme Elder were all killed, everyone was fierce and hateful, and Wu Rong Xue Ji and others were scared to pee.
I was about to say something to explain, but was suddenly interrupted by a thunderous shout.
"Who are you!"
Venerable Jinghuan pointed at Jiang Cheng angrily, both frightened and angry.
This person looks the same as him, and he actually has a nearly homogeneous atmosphere of entering the Holy Land.
Even he himself almost doubted life, let alone other people.
Even the immortals can't break this technique of change, let alone them.
"Who am I? I am your ancestor!"
Brother Cheng knew that the performance was almost over here, and the opposite was not a fool.
He didn't give both parties a chance to speak, and with a big wave of his hand, he shouted at the 20,000 people behind him.
"Brothers and sisters in the heart, the enemy is right in front of you!"
"No need to pretend, kill!"
Wu Rong, Xue Ji and others finally reacted behind him.
It turns out that this person is actually a fake!
Under the order of a counterfeit, he actually killed so many colleagues.
They regret and hate.
I want to smash Jiang Cheng's body into thousands of pieces, and I will listen to his instructions.
Unfortunately, they didn't move, some people moved.
Before waiting for the opponent to shoot, Brother Cheng immediately killed him.
It looked like it was really going to be killed with the so-called ‘heart’ army.
Facing this scene, Venerable Jingyuan, Venerable Jinghuan, and Venerable Yuzhu unanimously launched an attack.
The more than fifty core elders in the rear did not hesitate either.
Not only Jiang Cheng, but Wu Rong Xue Ji and others are also within their attack range.
Since Jiang Cheng, the "Venerable Mirror Ring" is a fake, the 20,000 people behind him must also be fake.
After all, they killed more than 70,000 people just below.
If you were your own person, how could you do such a frenzied thing?
unambiguous evidence!
Although I don't know how they changed, and they couldn't even see their true body even when they entered the Holy Realm, the enemy was right.
Damn heart, too mad!
Wu Rong Xue Ji's 20,000 people didn't even have a chance to explain or prove it, so they were directly shrouded in the realm.
"dead!"
"crack!"
"cut!"
The three Holy Realms simultaneously used language spells.
Almost when the first word was spoken, all the cultivators under the middle Dao Palace of 20,000 died.
There is no resistance, no exceptions.
The realm gap is too big.
And the monks above hundreds of palaces did not get well.
Some arms fell out of thin air, and some had hundreds of cracks and wounds on their bodies.
Also, the soul has been hit hard.
Even Dao Palace can no longer sacrifice, let alone defensive counterattack to survive.
Immediately afterwards, the attacks of more than fifty core elders also arrived.
Blossoms of gorgeous fireworks appeared again in the sky.
As the target of public criticism, Jiang Cheng was naturally the core of the attack.
It's just that those three words really didn't have any effect on him~EbookFREE.me~Although he didn't carry such things as treasures and spirits, he wore the crown in order to avoid being embarrassed by the spell control.
Below the holy rank, the soul attacks were all prevented by that low-grade magic weapon.
Although the influence of language spells on him is minimal.
The biggest attack he really received came from the domain of the three masters.
In this field, all the rules he was used to before have changed.
Spiritual power cannot be swayed freely, and the whole person is like being stuck in a spider web.
But under this circumstance, the Nine-Colored Dao Palace could actually be able to get out.
The two immortal rivers seemed to be boiling, frantically surging with marks of martial arts, and even brought him to break through the blockade of the domain.
And the heroic soul of poison is not restricted, and it is still corroding the opposite domain a little bit.
Although the corrosive effect is minimal because of his lack of attacks, it is definitely a miracle.
This surprised Jiang Cheng.
Fuck, I'm so powerful?
Didn’t it say that everyone is ants under sanctification?
He thought he would be killed as he wished without saying a word under a single blow.
No way, he can't fight passively, he can only continue to strike forward.
The three saints immediately put all their attention on him.
The domain rules changed again, and cracks appeared in this world.
After all, the Jiucai Dao Palace was crumbling because of insufficient realm, and the river was hanging upside down.
boom!
He finally burst open under the squeezing and tearing of this field, and died cleanly.
With his death, the war finally came to an end.
"Finally destroyed these thieves!"
"Damn Mingxin Holy Land, dare to take the initiative to attack us!"
"Look at who changed it!"