Shrouded in the shadow of death, everyone is left with only fear and despair.

There are even countless monks lying on the ground, crying and trying to join the camp of the Zhao Dynasty at this last moment. But under this terrifying pressure, they are like ants facing a giant, and their pale voices can only come out.

Turned into a helpless cry.

On the top of the mountain, several elders of the Xingtang lineage, led by Ouyang Yi, had bitter expressions on their faces. They were unwilling to accept it and were more willing to resist. However, under the pressure of the powerful giant of the Nascent Soul stage, they were unable to do anything and could only

He closed his eyes unwillingly.

In the center, Xi Longxuan clenched his teeth, ignoring the injuries in his body and quietly injecting the few true energy into the ground beneath his feet.

There is no hope in everyone's heart.

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But he didn't. At this moment, he only had one thought, to hold off... what if, what if that person from the evil path took action!

"Wait a minute!"

Just when Sun Wenyuan was about to take action and kill everyone in the Huanxing Sect in one fell swoop, a voice suddenly sounded next to Zhao Mingyuan.

In the air, Sun Wenyuan frowned slightly and turned back to look at the person who made the sound.

Before he could speak, Zhao Mingyuan's voice sounded, "Huh? Huang'er, what do you mean?"

"It would be too easy for them to let them die so easily. In the Tianyan Secret Realm back then, Su Twelve made several calculations and repeatedly sabotaged the dynasty's plans, causing many monks in the dynasty to die tragically, seriously injuring them, and even destroying the bodies and bodies of his sons and ministers.

My first golden elixir."

"If I hadn't accidentally cultivated two golden elixirs, I'm afraid that I would have died without a burial place at this moment, and I will be separated from you forever."

"This hatred is really hard for me to swallow!!!!"

Zhao Jingfeng spoke sternly. As he spoke, his eyes quickly swept between the mountains at the inner gate of Huanxing Sect.

At this moment, the anger in his eyes was about to burst out. Thinking of everything that had happened in Tianyan Secret Realm, and the pain and torture he had suffered over the years because of Su Twelve, the anger quickly grew in his heart.

Before the inner gate of the Huanxing Sect was breached, their anger could still be controlled. But now, the overall situation has been decided, and the life and death of everyone in the Huanxing Sect can only depend on their thoughts.

And when he glanced across the mountain, he saw Ouyang Yi, the elder of the Forging Platform who had a close relationship with Su Twelve, and a few figures who were familiar with Su Twelve in the crowd. The endless hatred was like the water of Jiujiang, constantly flowing.

The fluctuations are ups and downs, no matter how hard they are to contain.

"Well...the trip to Tianyan Secret Realm has indeed made you suffer. However, Su Twelve is not here at the moment, so why waste time with them! Although the overall situation has been decided, it will change later, so we should not be careless.

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"As for Na Su Twelve, my father promises you that when you find him in the future, he will have his skin and muscles peeled off and he will vent his evil anger for you!!!"

Zhao Mingyuan pondered for a moment, then immediately spoke out.

Zhao Jingfeng shook his head and gritted his teeth and said: "Don't worry, father, I have no intention of worrying about your big plans. I just need to leave a few people related to Su Twelve to me, no... no, I only need his apprentice."

That's enough. His apprentice is quite handsome."

"If Cheng Cheng uses it as a cauldron to cultivate and become a slave, Su Twelve will definitely have a very good-looking expression when he sees him again."

"I believe...this is also something my father would like to see!"

Zhao Jingfeng's voice was not loud, but he did not deliberately suppress it.

With eyes full of anger, he looked fiercely at the Huanxing Sect halfway up the mountain.

There, two figures stood uneasily. A monk with a square face and a monk with an eye-shaped face. One was at the peak of the late foundation building stage, and the other was at the early stage of the golden elixir stage.

Behind the two of them, Feng Fei, whose cultivation was only at the late stage of Foundation Establishment, was shrinking. The moment he heard the sound, Feng Fei's beauty turned pale, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"Oh? What about Su Twelve's apprentice? Well, if that's the case, then... let this person stay with the emperor. The others... will be killed without mercy!"

Zhao Mingyuan glanced at the sound, and the emotionless voice sounded again.

Sun Wenyuan still did not speak, but dark clouds billowed in the sky, and the shadow of death once again enveloped everyone present.

In front of the giants in the Nascent Soul stage, there is not much difference between the strong ones in the Golden Core stage and the monks in the Qi refining stage and the Foundation building stage.
Chapter completed!