Lord Zhang slashed out expressionlessly.

Those innate masters fell from the sky like dumplings.

First, he passed by Monk Mingjue to shock his mind, and then he passed by Meng Changyi to imprison his body.

Under a series of attacks, none of these innate masters could break free, and all of them were hit.

Not everyone is a Zhang Jing.

Most people are still very mediocre.

Perhaps the blood of those innate masters stimulated the people in the world who were bewildered by pollen, and they all woke up one after another.

But at this time, it was obviously too late.

Su Yuan waved his sword and the sword energy fell like rain.

"ah......"

"No, don't..."

"Sir, please spare me!"

There were constant calls for mercy, but Su Yuan had no intention of stopping.

Just now after Fairy Youjing proposed the blood sacrifice plan, he was a little disgusted.

But most people support him, unless he quits now, he will have to take action.

Without any hesitation, he chose to take action.

In the final analysis, these people still exist like ants in their eyes.

The Grand Master of Jindan has a lifespan of 400, and fighting can lead to changes in the celestial phenomena.

I have long since stopped caring about these ordinary lives.

The stronger the strength, the more indifferent most people will be to life.

Chu Kuangren and Tang Jian were not idle either.

They attacked the people below one after another.

Most of the people in the martial arts world in several mansions were attracted here.

There are eight thousand, and there are eight thousand.

Once these people die, it can be expected that the people in these residences will live a very comfortable life in a short period of time.

In fact, except for those innate masters and those who brought them want to drink some soup.

A large number of the rest came to join in the fun.

Thinking about what the legendary Grand Master of Jindan looks like in the world.

As a result, they met.

I have also seen many, and seven great masters have appeared.

There are high-ranking officials of the court, heroes of the martial arts world, monks, sword immortals, and fairies.

But they also paid the price of their lives for it.

Except for the subordinates brought by Zhang Jing and others around the stone forest, the rest were led into the stone forest by pollen.

At this moment, the patrol guards brought by Zhang Jing and others were all shocked to look at the massacre ahead.

The Lingshan disciples brought by Monk Mingjue all sat cross-legged on the ground chanting sutras and salvation.

Several great masters hit a random blow and fell down in pieces.

It's like cutting leeks.

Life is worthless!

Blood continues to flow and gradually gathers in the middle.

The formations on the stone pillars also lit up blood at this moment, as if they were echoing these blood again.

The smell of blood was pungent and screamed endlessly.

Slowly, some people started to scold, and some looked at the so-called grand master above who ignored their lives.

But, none of this makes sense.

"Brother Chu, act according to the opportunity later. Be careful of Meng Changyi beside you," Zhang Jing took this opportunity to send a message to Chu Kuangren.

Meng Changyi seems generous, generous, gentle and polite.

But Zhang Jing always felt that this person was a bit fake.

"Brother Zhang, don't worry," Chu Kuangren and Zhang Jing had similar attitudes.

Meng Changyi's methods are still not in place, and it is easy for people to feel that he is a bit sinister.

Soon, the leeks were almost cut.

Blood kept flowing and gathering in the middle.

Gradually, no one screamed, and only the sound of the monks in Lingshan were left.

The manpower brought by Zhang Jing was waiting for Zhang Jing's orders with compulsiveness.

The people in Changyi Village are also grateful that the owner of their house is here.

Otherwise, they all had to die here.

"Why haven't you reacted yet? Are you teasing us?" Su Yuan stared at Fairy Youjing with sharp eyes.

"You men are always so anxious, you always have to have some foreplay, right?" Fairy Youjing's lips moved slightly under the gauze, and her eyes were still flowing on Su Yuan's body.

However, it was finally frozen on Zhang Jing.

Zhang Jing frowned slightly, and he was a little displeased with the woman's gaze.

Could it be that he is greedy for him?

Su Yuan wanted to say something else to refute, but he was soon attracted by the movement below.

The blood on the ground had dried up and seemed to have been sucked dry.

After the blood sacrifice was completely finished.

There was movement on the ground.

A series of dark red light columns are connected in series like lasers.

Each of the stone forests on the ground was shining with light.

The movement is quite big.

Zhang Jing only saw such a formation movement when the White Lotus Sect was making a big fuss in the imperial city.

A faint joy flashed across Fairy Youjing's face, but it was quickly hidden.

Soon, red lights gathered in the center of the stone forest.

The ground began to tremble, and stones in the distance began to jump.

A stone gate covered with dark red gradually emerged from the ground.

The blood-colored patterns on it are so bright that they are scary.

Zhang Jing looked down from the sky, and the dark red patterns on the stone gate looked like a huge portrait.

There are two depressions in the portrait's eyes.

The blood from the previous one also flowed to the portrait's eyes.

"This is the remains of the Heavenly Demon Palace?" Monk Mingjue opened his eyes wide.

It seems that I have seen something.

When the blood sacrifice was before, Monk Mingjue had already had a premonition that this was a ruin left by the demonic celestial beings.

Now it seems that this place is not just a simple ruin of celestial beings.

"Master, what kind of sect is the Heavenly Demon Palace? It seems that I have never heard of it in the world," Meng Changyi asked.

"The Demonic Sect, Master Meng Zhuang, I advise you to leave as soon as possible," said Monk Mingjue, narrowing his eyes.

"Then why don't you leave?" Su Yuan glanced at his mouth and said.

"The Demonic Sect is a disaster for the world, and I should suppress it with Buddhism. Everyone, please retreat," Monk Mingjue's eyes swept over Meng Changyi and Chu Kuangren.

Meng Changyi didn't say anything, but just stared at the stone door with red light shining below.

"The Supreme Heavenly Demon Palace was the first sect of the Demonic Dao seven hundred years ago. There were countless strong people who had surpassed the Northern Yan court. All the masters in the Northern Yan River and Lake were trembling under the power of the Supreme Heavenly Demon Palace."

"In terms of power, it is much more powerful than the current White Lotus Sect."

Fairy Youjing introduced lightly.

"Why are the remains of the Northern Yan sect here?" Meng Changyi asked first.
To be continued...