Daojun

Chapter 101 Fall of the Ghost King
Under the shadows, on the other side of the woods.

As soon as Qin Zhou fought with Wanwan for a few moves, he saw the strength of Wanwan, which was equivalent to the No. 11 level of the Supreme Purity Realm of Taiji Xuanqing Dao, and was actually at the same level as Daoxuan Daoxuan!

Qin Zhou couldn't help being a little surprised.

According to the plot of the original book, it took only a hundred years for these [-] people to take up the position as the suzerain of the Ghost King Sect, yet they have such strength, which shows how talented they are.

No wonder at the end, he will become the final enemy of Qingyunmen!
Unfortunately, I met myself!

After being surprised, Qin Zhou didn't hold back anymore. Although the strength of ten thousand people is high, it is not a star and a half behind himself in the Taiqing realm. Otherwise, there would not be only one Qingye Patriarch who has reached the Taiqing realm in Qingyun sect for thousands of years. It's cleared up.

Just now Qin Zhou was just trying to test the strength of Wanxiang, but now he became serious in an instant, and the offensive was extremely fierce in an instant.

During several rounds, ten thousand people often only cared about defending, and had no power to fight back at all!
But the Fulong Cauldron in the hands of thousands of people is not only extremely powerful, but also extremely powerful in defense.

Although Qin Zhou's speed was faster than ten thousand people, no matter which direction he attacked, Fulongding could block it in time, as if there was no flaw at all.

And all of a sudden, the "Thunder" Immortal Sword couldn't break through the mask surrounding the Fulong Cauldron!
After attacking for a few more rounds, Qin Zhou couldn't help frowning slightly.

It seems that ordinary moves can't help him!

Qin Zhou's expression froze, he stopped hesitating, knocked back thousands of people with his sword, and flew back.

The body instantly volleyed straight up, standing in mid-air, "Thunder" across the chest, the left hand clenched the magic formula, and instantly volleyed seven steps in a row, the long sword suddenly pointed to the sky, and chanted the mantra:
"Nine Heavens Profound Brake, turned into Divine Thunder,

Huanghuang Tianwei, lead him with the sword! "

time!
"boom!"

A thunderclap suddenly resounded through the dark woods.

In the surrounding battlefield, everyone who was fighting was startled at the same time, and when they looked back, they couldn't help but turn pale with shock.

"Sword and Thunder Realm!"

I don't know who exclaimed, and then, under the shocking eyes of everyone, the already dark forest suddenly became completely dark.

The surrounding wind howled, and the trees and houses swayed endlessly.

"boom!"

In an instant, the ground shook!

The entire Huqi Mountain shook continuously.

Immediately there was a bright light above the head, and the next moment, an electric light that seemed to come from ancient times, with a hint of noble purple, pierced the darkness, passed through the branches and leaves above the head, and landed on the white lighted sword tip!
At that moment, the people in the mountain suddenly couldn't see his figure clearly, the fiery and dazzling light covered the space between the heaven and the earth.

The wind stopped, and the forest returned to calm again, but the world was filled with an astonishing chill!

boom!
Suddenly, thunder struck again!
That glaring light streaked across the night sky, and with an indomitable momentum, it rushed towards Wanxiang, who was also in the midair, but his face was full of despair.

"boom!"

In a moment, I saw that ray of light swept past thousands of people, but still unstoppably rushed towards the farther void.

Immediately afterwards, various roars of "crackling" sounded, and where the light passed, trees and houses fell down...

at last.

The ray of light disappeared, and the sky became bright again.

In the woods, there is also a faint light.

I saw that where the light passed, there was a mess. I don't know how many tall trees and houses were broken in the middle, and they fell scattered on the ground.

And people go to...

Everyone turned their heads to look, and suddenly their eyes widened.

I saw the void where the ten thousand people were standing, but the ten thousand people had disappeared. There was only a simple blue and black cauldron spinning around in the void.

A moment later, a light flashed on the small cauldron, and then the light disappeared completely, and the small cauldron, as if losing control, fell vertically from midair.

"when!"

Following the sound of the Fulong cauldron falling to the ground, everyone came back to their senses immediately, and they couldn't help but gasped.

The power of a sword is so terrifying!
"metropolitan!"

There was a shrill scream, but You Ji couldn't help but yelled out.

Immediately afterwards, everyone in the Ghost King Sect exclaimed in unison.

"metropolitan!"

"metropolitan!"

……

For a moment, everyone changed color.

Everyone in the Ghost King Sect stared blankly at the blue and black tripod on the ground as if they had lost their souls.

"Congratulations to the host, changing the plot and getting 15000 luck points!"

In mid-air, Qin Zhou gently put away the "Thunder" fairy sword, ignored the system's prompt in his mind, looked at the small green and black cauldron on the ground, and felt a little bit emotional in his heart.

Such a big person, if you say no, you will be gone!
"what!"

The next moment, everyone in Ghost King Sect went crazy.

"Revenge for the suzerain!"

In a moment, dozens of figures sacrificed the magic weapon and attacked Qin Zhou who was in mid-air.

Everyone in the Qingyun Sect also reacted immediately, so they didn't hesitate anymore, and once again sacrificed all kinds of magic weapons, attacking the disciples of the Ghost King Sect beside them.

The scene was momentarily chaotic.

And in mid-air, Qin Zhou looked at the attacking Ghost King Sect disciple, smiled lightly, the "Thunder" fairy sword glowed again, and as soon as his figure moved, he dodged to meet him.

"what!"

"puff……"

In a moment, figures in the air flew around, and where Qin Zhou passed, a group of disciples of the Ghost King Sect flew out instantly, with sword marks on their bodies intertwined, and there was no breath anymore.

On the other side, the black veil on You Ji's head had disappeared at some point, revealing an alluring face.

But at this moment, that fair and pretty face was full of grief and indignation.

You Ji gritted her teeth tightly, the red phoenix print on her head was shining brightly, and the long sword in her hand was also shining brightly. As soon as her figure moved, she attacked Qin Zhou.

"Junior Sister!"

You Ji froze, stopped in mid-air, her eyes were filled with horror, she stared at Qinglong in front of her, "Get out of the way!"

There was a trace of anger on Qinglong's disastrous face, and he roared: "Did you forget the suzerain's entrustment? You go up now, what else is there for you except to die?!"

You Ji trembled when she heard the words, she glanced at the tragic Ghost King Sect members, and then at the black figure in midair, a flash of pain flashed in her eyes, but she also stopped her body, no longer forward.

Seeing that You Ji was no longer impulsive, Qinglong heaved a sigh of relief, and continued: "Miss is still in the underground palace, go find her quickly, take her out and never come back!"

You Ji stared at the ghost king sect disciples who kept dying around her, bit her lip, closed her eyes in pain, and nodded silently.

Immediately without hesitation, his figure flashed and flew towards the top of Huqi Mountain.

In the distance, the sharp-eyed Tian Buyi saw the fleeing You Ji at a glance, and when the figure moved, he ignored the minions around him and chased after her.

"Witch! Where are you going!"

Qinglong was startled suddenly, glanced at You Ji who was getting farther and farther away, moved his body, dodged to stop Tian Buyi, and the Qiankun Qingguang Ring burst into light immediately.

……

In mid-air, Qin Zhou killed the last Ghost King Sect disciple with a sword casually, and with a flash of his body, swept to the roof below, looking at the surrounding battlefield.

At this moment, the members of the Ghost King Sect are almost dead.

Zeng Shuchang and Shang Zhengliang were besieging the Holy Envoy of Xuanwu, Master Shuiyue was fighting with the Holy Envoy of White Tiger, and Taoist Tianyun was with all the elders and disciples of Qingyun Sect, killing each one they saw.

People from the Ghost King Sect continued to die around, and the strong smell of blood permeated the void!
In the void not far away, Tian Buyi's Scarlet Spirit Immortal Sword blazed with flames, fighting with Qinglong, already faintly victorious.

Qin Zhou glanced at the crowd, and saw Lu Xueqi who was holding Tianya, together with everyone from Xiaozhufeng, facing three not weak ghost king sect masters, temporarily stalemate together.

The rest of the Qingyun people also have their own opponents. Although the number is not as large as that of the Ghost King Sect, in general, there is no defeat for the time being.

After thinking about it for a moment, Qin Zhou's eyes flashed, and with a movement of his body, the Thunder Immortal Sword immediately unsheathed and flew towards Tian Buyi not far away.

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