Chapter 682 Yao Mengying's runaway(2/2)
Yao Mengying's black hair was flying, as if she was going berserk, and said: "You must die!"
"Huhu————"
Demonic energy surged from all directions and directly enveloped the leader of the Black Dragon Evil Sect.
Before he died, a voice like hell came from the gloomy power: "You are not qualified to be my servant."
"ah--------------"
The demonic energy squeezed in, producing extremely strong crushing force, and the screams of the leader of the Black Dragon Evil Sect suddenly echoed through the entire mountain forest.
"Click, click!"
…
call out!
call out!
After killing the leader of the Black Dragon Evil Sect, a stream of spiritual energy merged into Yao Mengying's body.
At the same time, the demonic energy that permeated the mountains and fields began to become crazily introverted and quickly disappeared.
"Why."
Yao Mengying shook her head and said: "Their attributes are too bad."
"..."
Xiao Sinji's mouth twitched.
It's really scary for the little junior sister to kill five Martial Kings by just relying on their diffused attributes!
"Walk!"
Li Qingyang flew over and said in a deep voice: "Eradicate the Black Dragon Evil Sect as soon as possible. No one will be left alive!"
The little junior sister's demonic energy broke out, the matter is very serious!
brush!
brush!
Li Qingyang, Su Xiaomo and He Wudi hurriedly flew towards the ruined sect.
With the death of the sect leader and elders, the remaining thousands of disciples were completely unable to fight and were quickly slaughtered.
While cleaning the battlefield, Su Xiaomo found a huge dark room in which countless corpses with their blood drained were listed, including young people, old people, and young children!
"They must be the villagers who disappeared from the village." Li Qingyang said.
"Oh shit."
Su Xiaomo clenched her fists and said angrily: "They won't even let the children go, what a bunch of beasts they are!"
"Huhu————————"
The scorching flames rose up, not only burning the entire Black Dragon Evil Sect, but also burning the sins they had committed during their lifetime.
Yao Mengying's demonic energy exploded, but no one knew about it, because everyone who knew about it was already dead.
"Sure?"
In the main hall, Jun Chang smiled.
Li Qingyang said: "As long as all the disciples in the Black Dragon Evil Sect are eliminated, no one will know!"
"That's good."
Jun Changxiao was still very relieved about this second disciple.
indeed.
Yao Mengying releases demonic energy, and no one outside knows about it.
But the Black Dragon Evil Sect was destroyed, and it was definitely impossible to hide it. In just a few days, word spread throughout the Southern Wasteland State, and all the major sects rushed to the scene of the incident.
"Who did it?"
"How can a fifth-rate evil sect be gone without saying a word!"
“It’s incredible!”
The strong men from all walks of life stared at the sect that was reduced to ashes under the fire.
In the area where Yao Mengying and the five masters of the Evil Sect were fighting, there stood a monk in his early twenties, exuding a strong scent of sandalwood.
"brush!"
He picked up a piece of decayed leaf and placed it in his palm, and a golden light suddenly appeared.
“Hisssssss——”
The leaves gradually trembled, and soon a black breath rose.
"Snapped!"
The handsome monk clenched his palms and said firmly: "There must have been a demonic cultivator here."
"Buzz!"
He waved his hand, and the beads in his hand flew up and hung in the air for an instant. Golden rays of light poured out, covering the area eroded by the evil energy.
"Hiss——"
The dry grass and trees were shrouded in sacred light, and wisps of black aura flew out and were purified.
"Amitabha."
Chapter completed!