How terrible is it to be serious if thousands of people are serious? From the plot of Zhu Xian, he can conquer the other three sects of the Demonic Dao, he can see a little bit of it.

As his big hand pressed, even the elite disciples of the Qingyun Sect like Qi Hao could not help but feel a sense of suffocation, as if the gate of ghosts was opening in front of him.

Needless to say, the two relatively worse disciples in the Fenxiang Valley were unable to bear it before the 10,000 people could completely press down on the sky-covering palm. Even if there was a magic weapon to protect the body, it would still spray out directly. At the same time, the other six orifices began to emit blood from the outside, and the magic light was dim and they fell to the ground directly!

What a terrifying person!

What a terrible magical power!

What a big handprint covering the sky!

Just when Qi Hao and others could not bear the huge pressure given by thousands of people, their souls seemed to be torn apart and were about to fight to the death. The magic weapon and fairy sword in their hands forced to fight for all the vitality for themselves. Suddenly, a clear sound of a long sword being unsheathed in their ears, calling back their minds that had almost sunk and dragging them back from the brink of mental collapse!

Then before they could react to what happened, they saw a round of cold moon rising in front of them as if Henggu had existed, and then they cut open the sky-covering handprint that had just left the aftermath, which almost lost their minds and cracked the heart of Taoism, one and two halves!

"good!"

Although it is hostile to Xie Feihong, it does not prevent thousands of people from appreciating Xie Feihong and his sword skills.

"It's true that I am the one I like. This method is really beautiful," he did not continue to take action. Ten thousand people looked at Xie Feihong, who was standing with a knife and said, "Xie Feihong, right? I'll give you another chance. Now you just need to submit to my Ghost King Sect. I can completely forgive you for some of your words before, and at the same time appoint you as the guardian of my Holy Sect, so that you can hold the authority of my Holy Sect. I hope you can consider it clearly this time and not make a choice that disappoints me."

"My choice has never changed," Xie Feihong ignored the threat from Wanren.com and said: "I want me to join your Demon Sect and exchange your position as your sect leader!"

"Since you are looking for death, I will give you my best!" Seeing that Xie Feihong was still so ignorant, tens of thousands of people could no longer bear the anger, and officially took action. With a wave of his hands, an ancient cauldron that was red all over appeared directly in the air, emitting a terror like a wave!

What's this!

Accompanied by the red ancient cauldron, a clear sound was made at the same time, and Qi Hao and others felt that their souls were about to explode! For the first time, they knew that there was such a terrifying magic weapon in this world! It was possible that just a sound could cause both the mind and spirit of the immortal cultivators of their level to be damaged, and both the five labors were damaged!

The target of Wanren is not Qi Hao and others, so naturally he will not care about the situation on their side. Perhaps he is also very afraid of Xie Feihong's elusive quick knife, so he does not give others a chance to react. Then he saw Wanren's face suddenly become solemn, with his hands lying on his chest and holding the magic formula, chanting a spell that yin and yang jerks quickly, as if he is implicit in a unique mysterious power.

As he recited the spell, the space with him as the center seemed to tremble, and then red lights suddenly appeared in the void, gathering continuously on the ancient tripod floating in front of him like a bird that was still nesting, making the ancient tripod that was already red turned red directly! Just by looking at it, people can feel a bloody atmosphere covering the surface!

With the red lights all over the sky gathered onto the ancient tripod, and the spells that thousands of people were also stopped. Then, as he danced with his hands, a dazzling red light gushed out directly from the mouth of the ancient tripod, dyeing the space where Xie Feihong and others were directly blood-red!

"Xie Feihong, go to hell with those ants to repent!"

As the words of thousands of people fell, this blood-colored space rioted directly. Qi Hao and others felt that their qi and blood began to flow backwards, and their heartbeat began to accelerate!

Then before they could react, cracks appeared on their skin like broken porcelain, and the countercurrent blood oozed out from these cracks like a stream, turning into drops of blood, and began to gather towards the red ancient cauldron!

"Save...save me!"

It seems that the power of this ancient tripod varies from person to person. Therefore, a female disciple from the Fenxiang Valley, the weakest among the disciples of the three sects of Kongsangshan, could not bear it first under this huge pressure. The cracks on her skin continued to expand, making her feel like she was really like a broken porcelain doll!

As her skin shattered constantly and the blood was passing away, she felt that death, a noun that should be very far away for him, was getting closer and closer to her. In a panic, she could only speak hard to ask Xie Feihong for help among them, who was the only one who could help her, hoping that Xie Feihong could save her life!

But her call for help seemed a little too late. The words just now directly exhausted her last strength and also exhausted her last bit of resistance.

Therefore, as she finished speaking, her whole person actually burst into pieces, turned into a bloody rain, and was caught in the blood-colored ancient tripod, becoming the first person to die among the disciples of the righteous path of Kongsangshan.

There is one, and there are two. Perhaps the teaching quality of Fenxiang Valley is indeed poor, and another disciple from Fenxiang Valley is not much better. After the female disciple just burst out, the person named Li Xun seemed to be shocked and forgot to resist. Therefore, the speed of the body's fragmentation was directly accelerated, and it exploded into pieces like broken porcelain, which was later swept into the ancient cauldron!

Dead!

Another one died!

With one after another, one after another, lingering in a breath, under the control of this blood-colored space, a trace of despair flashed across the faces of other people who could not even resist!

And just as everyone was desperate, Xinchou was afraid that he would be buried in this ancient cave of Ten Thousand Bats, a brilliant light burst out directly in this blood-colored space! The blood-colored space that they had been clamping and could not move and could only wait for death was cut open! A place for them to breathe!

Lived!

Still alive!
Chapter completed!