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Chapter 745: Slaughtering the Gods



Chapter 745: Slaughtering the Gods

The situation was urgent. It concerned the rise of the Yi Qi Sect. Wu Yuanji was also a decisive person. When I bring the One Qi Sect to greater heights and restore it to the Supreme Pure Dao Sect, I will set up the Longevity Monument for you.”

He didn’t stay for even a moment. He pushed his movement technique to the limit and rushed into the mountain range. His path was already blocked, so he could only try to survive and change directions.

“Keke…” The old man laughed strangely.

Demonic Qi surged and shot out from their bodies, enveloping these disciples. Before they could even react, their flesh and blood were devoured, and their bones fell to the ground.

Looking at Wu Yuanji who was running away, his cold eyes were filled with mockery. He circulated his inner force and roared,” Put down the Heavenly Spirit Pill!”

Waves of air spread to the surroundings.

After doing all of this, demonic qi churned and the old man returned to his true form. He wore a black robe, revealing only his eyes. His aura was restrained and not leaked at all. He looked at the sky with anticipation.” I’ve waited for this day for a hundred years!”

A gust of mountain wind blew, and he was nowhere to be seen.

Wu Yuanji clenched his fists. He was so angry that he could burn the sky and boil the sea. He wished he could burn a big hole in the world. He had finally obtained the Heavenly Elixir, but it was discovered. Hearing the voice, he wanted to tear the old man into pieces to vent his anger.

He didn’t dare to stop, risking his vital qi to run to the front.

The people nearby heard the commotion and chased after them. For a moment, they were in danger. After a battle, they carved a path out of the encirclement and continued to escape.

At the same time.

The news of the birth of the Heavenly Spirit Pill was like a gust of wind, spreading through the mountain range and reaching the ears of every martial artist. No matter where they were, they knew about it. Under the temptation of the heaven-defying treasure, they didn’t think much and rushed into the mountain range. Some people sensed that something was wrong. Its appearance was too unexpected, like a conspiracy. A black hand was controlling everything behind the scenes and felt that it was powerful. Or perhaps there were many people in the mountain range. Even if the other party was hiding something, they wouldn’t be a match for so many people. If danger really appeared, At that time, he would retreat and circulate his movement technique to rush inside.

Nothing was absolute. Some people who were watching the show were not strong enough. When they saw that the situation was not right, they were afraid and did not dare to go deeper. They wanted to retreat. However, before they could go far, the situation changed. Some blood-red insects called Ancient Bloodthirsty Insects. Each of them was as big as an adult’s fist. There were mysterious patterns on their bodies. Their tentacles were sharp and sharp. They were surrounded by blood qi. They came out of the ground. There were a lot of them and they rushed up fiercely.

By the time the battle stopped, these people had already turned into white bones. Their flesh and blood had been devoured. Some of them fell to the ground and were absorbed by the Bloodthirsty Sky-Devouring Formation.

There were many such situations. As long as someone escaped or died, when there was no one around, their flesh and blood would be devoured.

As time passed.

Wu Yuanji finally fell down. At the last moment of his death, he was still holding the jade box tightly, trying to protect the Heavenly Spirit Pill. It was not over until his arms were cut off and his body was separated.

In just an hour, the jade box had changed owners more than ten times. No matter who it was, they all had one thing in common: they were forced or took the initiative to escape to the center of the mountain range.

At the foot of the main mountain.

There were more than a dozen people wearing the same clothes. There were two small words “Huang Feng” embroidered on their chests. The leader was a middle-aged man called Nian Nian. He was covered in blood and had serious injuries. He leaned against the mountain range. There were people in front, on the left, and on the right. Most of the people who entered the mountain range had rushed here. The remaining people who did not come were surrounded by the Ancient Bloodthirsty Bugs and were not far from death…

There were too many people, and the auras they gave off were different. They were bloodthirsty, cold, and strange. There were too many of them. Although they hadn’t fused together, with so many people standing there, whether intentionally or unintentionally, they all suppressed them. The space trembled, as if it couldn’t bear it anymore, and low cries of grief could be heard.

No matter how good one’s temperament was, when faced with this scene, one would still feel fear.

Some smart people noticed that the area at the foot of the mountain seemed to have been deliberately leveled. The trees and steep mountains had all disappeared, turning into a huge flat land. From the traces, it seemed that it had only happened recently, no more than seven days ago.

Without much time to think, a change occurred.

Nian Nian was the Grand Elder of Yellow Maple Sect, so he had never seen such a scene before. Although he was enduring it, his body’s performance betrayed his inner thoughts. His legs were trembling violently, and his eyes were filled with fear. If he hadn’t held on in one breath, he would have collapsed to the ground. The others were even worse. More than half of them had already peed their pants, including the female disciples. The rest of the people held on with their swords, holding on to their limits.

He didn’t even dare to bargain. He suppressed his fear and mobilized his internal energy. He added it to his palm and threw the jade box in his hand. At the same time, he shouted,” I’ll give you the Heavenly Spirit Pills!”

Without looking back, he followed the plan he had prepared and shouted, “Run!”

The road ahead was blocked, so they could only climb the mountain and rush up the mountain range.

Yellow Maple Sect’s disciples quickly followed. Some of them were so scared that they peed their pants. They clearly wanted to escape, but at the critical moment, they couldn’t muster up their strength. It was the same for their internal energy, let alone circulating their cultivation techniques.

No one cared about them. They couldn’t even take care of themselves. If they were a step slower, they would die here..


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