God's Summoner

Chapter 1938 Tianzun makes a move, kills Wenzhong, and slaughters Wanjun!

The huge sky slowly parted under Yuanshi Tianzun's rise.

At the same time, a faint holy light emerged from his body, as if purifying, expelling the plague poison in the sky.

Earlier, he lowered his eyes to caress Yang Jian.

At this moment, he raised his hand to kill Lu Yue.

After firing the killing ring, Yuanshi Tianzun said with a smile, looking at the ashes left by Lu Yue's tragic death in the pillar of fire from the Heavenly God.

"When the master accepted me as an apprentice, he said that I was too persistent, so my luck was not as good as the sky. I thought about it for tens of thousands of years, and I only figured it out today."

"Hey, if I had given up on these obsessions earlier, I would have killed Ji Kao and Tong Tian 20 years ago, how could things like this happen today?!"

Yang Jian, bowed his head and remained silent.

He knew that Yuanshi Tianzun was about to pass away at this moment, and the killing intent in his heart was no longer suppressed. In order to keep the world safe after his death, he must... kill all directions at this time.

Yang Jian couldn't help but feel sad for such a great saint.

really……

After killing Lu Yue, Yuanshi Tianzun paused slightly, turned his head to look at Guang Chengzi, Nanji Xianweng and others beside him, and said softly: "I have worked hard on you for conferring the gods. You all... go back."

"Master!!!"

Guang Chengzi and the others kowtowed and burst into tears, knowing that their master was about to die, they did not want to leave.

"Go back..." Looking at his apprentices and thinking about those who died, Yuanshi Tianzun sighed with compassion on his face, "From now on, you don't have to worry about the time of conferring gods."

As he spoke, Yuanshi Tianzun waved his big sleeves, his face shone brightly, fresh blood oozed from his broken body, and soaked his sackcloth.

Following this wave, Guang Chengzi and the others lost control of their bodies immediately, as if swept by a strong wind, they disappeared into the field in an instant.

Looking at the dripping blood on his body, Yang Jian couldn't help but burst into grief, sighed softly in his heart, and saluted Yuanshi Tianzun respectfully.

Yuanshi Tianzun shook his head slightly and smiled.

"Relief is a pleasure, why be sad?"

After finishing speaking, he gently stretched out his left hand, spread it flat to the sky, and a jade ruyi immediately appeared in his palm, shining slightly.

Then, a gust of wind blew up in the arena, and he and Yang Jian suddenly disappeared without a trace.

……

Being carried by Yuanshi Tianzun, Yang Jian only felt lightness in his body, not the lightness of teleportation, but as if he lost all sense of matter in an instant, and drifted away with the wind lightly, not knowing where he was going.

After he stabilized his figure, he opened his eyes and saw a piece of white.

At the same time, the cold wind was blowing, and there were snow particles in it.

In the distance is a small village, the whole land is covered with white snow, on top of the snow, Lu Bu and Xue Li, with their two halberds united, are fighting against a man with an iron sword like a door panel against tens of thousands of elite soldiers.

Here is where Wen Zhong's army is located.

At this moment, hearing the wind blowing behind him, Wen Zhong looked back, and immediately saw Yuanshi Tianzun and the eyes standing beside him, his complexion turned pale immediately, and fear filled his eyes.

"Greetings to Master Uncle."

Wen Zhong's face was gloomy, and he raised his hand to salute Yuanshi Tianzun, but he retreated rapidly.

On the way back, Wen Zhong even took out a elixir and swallowed it into his stomach, and his injuries immediately improved visible to the naked eye, and his speed increased several times.

This elixir is the magical medicine that Tu Xingsun stole from his master, Wen Zhong never took it, until the crisis in his heart was at the height of his heart, so he chose to do so.

"Stay here!!!"

Yuanshi Tianzun said softly and raised his hand.

During the words, Wen Zhong's face changed wildly, and he felt that the air around his body seemed to be frozen, and he wanted to squeeze himself. In the crisis, he hissed loudly.

"Yuanshi Tianzun, you... If you kill me, my master will wash you with blood to teach you."

Yuanshi Tianzun turned a deaf ear, raised his hand and threw out a jade box.

Wen Zhong immediately turned pale when he saw this. He knew this jade box. Yuanshi Tianzun used this jade box on the battlefield in southern Xinjiang that day to turn Empress Bixiao, including humans and beasts, into blood. The fire of the soul was raised, trying to speed up.

However, how could Wen Zhonghe De escape from the hands of the saint?

Soon, the jade box was good at facing the wind, and it instantly sucked Wen Zhong into it, then returned to its original size, and flew back to Yuanshi Tianzun's hand.

Standing beside Yuanshi Tianzun, Yang Jian could hear clearly that there were screams in the jade box and some impact sounds. It was obvious that Wen Zhong was unwilling to be refined, and was using his own prestige to destroy the inside of the jade box. Want to destroy this treasure.

It's a pity, this jade box is the most precious treasure of Yuanshi Tianzun, how can it be destroyed by mere Wen Zhong?
Soon, the screaming sound in the jade box gradually weakened, and finally disappeared completely. The original crystal clear jade box also had a touch of blood in it.

So far, the famous minister of the Shang Dynasty, a generation of pillars Wen Zhongwen Taishi, died in southern Xinjiang.

Perhaps, he could never have imagined that he just invited Lu Yue, and wanted to catch all the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao, but he attracted such a master as Yuanshi Tianzun.

Actually, it's not because Wen Zhong is too stupid.

In fact, in Wen Zhong's opinion, after Yuan Shitian respected the injury, he no longer dared to interfere in the affairs of the sect, let alone arouse the displeasure of the leader of Tongtian.

However, Yuanshi Tianzun is now at the end of his lifespan, so how can he care so much about dying people? !

"Grand... grand master is dead?!"

"My God, that...that's a saint!"

"Quick, run."

At this moment, the scene of Wen Zhong's tragic death was seen by many elite soldiers transferred from Qinglongguan. They had lost their fighting spirit under the cooperation of Lu Bu, Xue Li and Jun Mo. At this moment, they suddenly saw Wen Zhong's death. Died tragically, one by one immediately panicked and began to scatter for their lives.

Looking at these mortal armored soldiers ripping away like a flood, Yuanshi Tianzun walked over with a blank expression on his face.

The ground he walked on was still stained with blood, some were dry, some were fresh, and there were all kinds of unpleasant smells, just like the scene when he followed Daozu Hongjun and resisted the Rahu demon army.

"All crimes, belong to me!!!"

Smelling the bloody smell that filled the surroundings, Yuanshi Tianzun raised his hand slightly, and then waved it.

This wave is like a mountain pine chasing clouds, not wanting to be covered by white mist on his beautiful face.

This wave is like a drop of rain piercing the clouds, unwilling to be separated by dark clouds from the opportunity to get close to the soil.

This wave gave all the witnesses the strangest feeling... it was natural and gentle, yet determined and fast.

Two completely opposite attributes, but in this simple wave of the hand, the fusion is perfect and vivid.

As a result, the tens of thousands of elite soldiers who fled in the field died, and disappeared without a trace as if the dark clouds had dispersed.

With a wave of hand, tens of thousands of lives are taken, such a method...

There are only saints.

(End of this chapter)