Rebirth of the Invincible Emperor

Chapter 572
A cyan figure stood in the void, looking down at the situation inside the Qingxia Sect, seeing corpses strewn all over the field in front of him, including the corpses of Qingxia Sect disciples everywhere.

Anger welled up in the eyes of the cyan figure, and he shouted: "How courageous, a few Nascent Soul cultivators dare to come to my Qingxia Gate to play wild!"

"Death to me!"

The patriarch of Qingxiamen exuded a terrifying semi-holy power. He sacrificed a pagoda with nine floors in total. It swelled against the wind and instantly became like a high-rise building. The day came to kill Ye Cheng and others.

"Humph!"

Ye Cheng's face was indifferent, and he snorted coldly. He ascended to the sky, and the Heavenly Emperor Fist slammed out, with an unrivaled power, towards the half-saint soldier.

"Boom!"

With a bang, the half-saint pagoda exploded in an instant, turning into fragments all over the sky, and flying towards the surroundings.

"What? You!"

The cyan figure turned pale with shock, the pupils in his eyes shrank suddenly, and he was extremely horrified in his heart. He sacrificed a half-saint soldier, and was blown to pieces by the person in front of him with a punch?

Finally, the blue figure looked at Ye Cheng carefully, but he was even more surprised, because Ye Cheng's face was so familiar to him. Not long ago, he went deep into the starry sky and witnessed Ye Cheng beheading three saints. Then he killed [-] monks.

This ancestor of the Qingxia Sect was one of the spectators.

"Ye Cheng, a Chinese!"

The patriarch of Qingxiamen opened his mouth, stepped on the void, staggered, and took a few steps back to stabilize his body.

"My Qingxia Sect has no grievances or enmities with you, why are you like this?" the ancestor of Qingxia Sect was terrified and frightened.

The Chinese man in front of him is a god of killing, even the demon saint was beheaded by him, and a dozen half-sages besieged him, and all of them died. Now that Ye Cheng is killing Qingxiamen, the Qingxiamen patriarch has no attention at all. , Like a war drum, it kept ringing.

"Hehe, no injustice or enmity? Your disciples have bullied my followers countless times in the past three years. Is this called no injustice and no enmity? Today I am here to collect debts." Ye Cheng sneered.

"what?"

The patriarch of the Qingxia sect opened his mouth, his eyes flashed with surprise, he shook his head and said, "I really don't know about this, if this old man knew about it, I would definitely not let my disciples do such a thing! I also hope that fellow Daoist Ye will regard peace as the most important thing." , you have killed the six Yuanying hall masters of my Qingxia Sect, my Qingxia Sect has suffered heavy losses, and the remaining low-level disciples have no threat to Fellow Daoist Ye, why don't you just let it go, how about it?"

The patriarch of Qingxiamen said, looking at Ye Cheng with fear.

In the palm of his hand, he was holding a jade talisman. Once Ye Cheng made trouble, he would immediately crush the jade talisman and leave without any hesitation.

As for Qingxia sect's orthodoxy, although it's a pity to abandon it, if you lose your life, what's the use of having sect?
"Let's leave it at that?"

A hint of a smile appeared at the corner of Ye Cheng's mouth, he shook his head and said, "So many people have been killed, it's not in my character to let it go, I think it's better to destroy the Qingxia Sect!"

The patriarch of Qingxiamen trembled all over, without hesitation, he crushed the jade talisman directly, and the void was torn apart, revealing a crack leading to another world.The Patriarch of Qingxia Sect stepped forward, and within an instant, half of his body stepped into the space crack.

"Want to go?"

Ye Cheng shook his head amusedly, he slapped the void with a palm, and a large amount of semi-holy blood spilled out. The blood of the ancestor of Qingxiamen stained the starry sky, and after half of his body stepped into the space rift, Ye Cheng slapped him to death in the space rift on the spot .

Following behind Ye Cheng, all the monks who came to see the excitement stood outside the Qingxia Gate, just in time to see this scene, all of them were dumbfounded, this is too scary!
The dignified ancestor of the Qingxia Sect, a semi-sacred existence, was slapped to death by someone?
"This... this... Qingxia Sect is over like this?" A Jindan cultivator opened his mouth in disbelief.

"It seems to be over..."

Another monk answered subconsciously, and the two asked and answered, which fell on the hearts of everyone.

At this time, after Ye Cheng slapped the ancestor of Qingxiamen to death, he said to the master of Yaochi, Huoxuzi, Taoist Lingfeng, and Venerable Chixiao: "No one will be left for the monks above Jindan, and the rest People, if you dare to resist, kill them all, low-level Qi refining stage monks, let them go!"

After all, Ye Cheng didn't issue an order to destroy the family. Those low-level monks just let them go.

He hasn't taken this kind of small sect to heart.

"As ordered!"

After the four of them got the order, they searched the entire Qingxia Gate and searched for the fish that slipped through the net. In a secret room, they found two more monks in the mid-stage Nascent Soul. Taoist, Venerable Chi Xiao and others didn't bother Ye Cheng, and they joined hands to kill two Nascent Soul stage monks at the cost of minor injuries.

The rest of the Golden Core cultivators were all slapped to death after they discovered them.

Ye Cheng sat firmly in the hall of the main hall of Qingxia Sect, waiting quietly. His spiritual consciousness had already enveloped the entire Qingxia Sect, and he would be aware of any changes.

Half a day later, Palace Master Yaochi, Huo Xuzi, Taoist Lingfeng, Venerable Chi Xiao and others came back. They were full of bloody smell and murderous, and they came to Ye Cheng respectfully.

"Senior Ye, there are a total of more than 42 people in Qingxia Sect, including a half-sacred patriarch, eight Yuanying, and 1 golden elixirs, all of whom are headed! For the rest of the foundation-building and qi-refining monks, there are about a thousand people who resist. There are around [-] people, and there are more than [-] high-level direct descendants of Qingxiamen, all of whom have been suppressed and killed. Most of the remaining [-] low-level monks and ordinary people who work in Qingxiamen have been dismissed. But there are still more than a thousand people who are unwilling to leave." Huo Xuzi stepped forward and said slowly.

"Oh? You don't want to leave?" Ye Cheng frowned slightly.

Huoxuzi nodded and smiled: "Yes, they were all bought by Qingxiamen from outside with spirit stones, and they finally found a place to stay. Among the more than a thousand people, they stayed in Qingxiamen for the longest time. A person who has only been around for more than two years, the person with the shortest time, was just bought back this morning."

"Forget it, since that's the case, let them stay! If a new sect is established, it can't be just the four of you." Ye Cheng nodded.

Palace Master Yaochi, Huo Xuzi, Taoist Lingfeng, and Venerable Chi Xiao looked at each other in dismay, looked at Ye Cheng in surprise, and asked, "Senior Ye is going to establish a sect?"

"Yes, I am going to set up the Heavenly Court."

Ye Cheng didn't hide anything. The heaven on earth is controlled by his parents and others. He plans to build his own heaven in the realm of cultivation. In the future, he will bring his parents and others to the realm of cultivation and combine them together. There is no contradiction in this heaven.

Palace Master Yaochi, Huo Xuzi, Taoist Lingfeng, and Venerable Chi Xiao looked at each other, nodded deeply, and said in unison: "Senior Ye, we are going to join the Heavenly Court!"

"Yes. But let me say the ugly words first. After you enter the heavenly court, it is different from being my followers. If you violate the gate rules of the heavenly court, I will not show mercy just because you are from the earth like me. Everyone They are all treated equally! And the sects you left on the earth, you can’t go back, and you can only call yourself a disciple of the Heavenly Court in the future!” Ye Cheng nodded lightly, glanced at the four of them, and said calmly.

They hesitated for a while, thinking that they might not be able to return to Earth in this life. In that case, they might as well join the Heavenly Court now. The four of them knelt down on the ground, buried their heads very low, and said:
"This is natural, we must abide by the rules of the Heavenly Court!"

"Get up, liquidate all the assets in Qingxiamen, and then report to me." Ye Cheng's eyes were calm.

"Yes!"

……

In the evening of that day, more than 1000 corpses piled up into a mountain and were thrown outside the former site of the Qingxia Gate, which was shocking.

When passers-by saw it, they were so frightened that their souls rose to the sky. The densely packed corpses, one piece after another, were very terrifying.

"hiss!"

The people passing by outside the Qingxia Gate were gasping for air, covered in goose bumps, and stood where they were as if their feet had been filled with lead.

"Isn't this the Hall Master Ma of Qingxia Sect? My God, he is a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, why was he killed? The body was just thrown on the side of the road at random?"

A late Jindan cultivator shrank his pupils suddenly, and after seeing clearly one of the purple-robed men in the corpses, his whole body trembled.

"And this one, the Hall Master Ximen, a late Nascent Soul cultivator, is said to be close to a semi-sage with his cultivation strength... He also died... Who did it?"

Everyone searched among the corpses, and suddenly found five or six Nascent Soul Da Neng with names and surnames. Something terrible must have happened inside the door.

"This is...the semi-holy patriarch of Qingxiamen... Master Zhiyang! Hiss! He was killed anyway..." A late Nascent Soul leader who passed by felt a chill go down his spine.

Master Zhiyang, the patriarch of Qingxiamen, was slapped to death by Ye Cheng, leaving only half of his body. Before Master Zhiyang died, his face was still full of horror. His face was distorted, as if he was Go through a very scary thing.

"Even Master Zhiyang has fallen, Qingxia Sect has probably been wiped out... No wonder I heard in the morning that Qingxia Sect dismissed a large number of low-level disciples. I thought it was a joke, but it turned out to be true ..." The late Nascent Soul leader sighed.

In the world of cultivating immortals, it is common for a sect to be exterminated. Even in the past year, more than a dozen sects have been exterminated in Tianyuan City. The Zongmen, everyone is not surprised, it is commonplace.

But even if the sect changed and there was a bloody incident, no one had seen more than 1000 corpses of the original sect thrown outside the mountain gate. This is the first time they have seen this situation today.

At this moment, Huoxuzi walked out from the 'Qingxia Gate', took off the original plaque on the gate of Qingxia Gate, and hung up a golden plaque wrapped in red cloth again, everyone was shocked. Scanning with his consciousness, he found that the golden plaque was restricted, and the monk's spiritual consciousness couldn't pass through it at all, so he couldn't see through the red cloth to see what the words on the golden plaque were.

"Shh!"

Everyone's eyes fell on Huo Xuzi, sizing him up carefully, their eyes full of surprise and uncertainty.

"Fellow Daoist, did you destroy the Qingxia Sect?" The leader of the late Nascent Soul Stage stepped forward and asked politely.

Huoxuzi glanced at this person lightly, and after noticing the fluctuation of this person's aura, his complexion eased slightly, nodded and said: "That's right, Qingxiamen was destroyed by my master, the lord of the Heavenly Court, Ye Tiandi!"

"Heavenly Court? Ye Tiandi!"

Hearing these words, everyone was terrified, as if they had seen a ghost, they all backed out, and almost ran to a hill opposite, the crowd was boiling, there was an uproar, and there was a lot of discussion, looking at Huoxuzi's eyes, they were very frightened.

"Hiss! Fellow Daoist, your master's tone is too loud, even calling himself the emperor of heaven? Do you want to establish a heavenly court?"

The leader of the late Nascent Soul took another breath of air, and said in a trembling voice as if he had all retreated and stood on the opposite hill.

"What? Do you have an opinion?" Huoxuzi sneered.

Even if the other party is a late-stage Nascent Soul monk, Huoxuzi doesn't look good. Now that Ye Cheng sits in the 'Qingxia Gate', even if a saint comes, he is not afraid, let alone a mere late-stage Nascent Soul monk?

Seeing Huoxuzi's attitude, this late Nascent Soul cultivator was furious, but he didn't dare to make a fuss, suppressing the anger in his chest forcibly, and said with a smile: "Hehe! How dare I have any objections, but I'm sure, you After this Heavenly Court is established, within three days, it will be wiped out by other great sects!"

After saying this, the late Nascent Soul cultivator stopped talking with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

Huoxuzi frowned, didn't say much, and stretched out his hand to uncover the golden plaque that had just been hung up, and the two quaint gold-plated seal script characters of "Heavenly Court" appeared in front of his eyes, pleated and shining, very glaring.

These two characters were written by Ye Cheng himself. They are majestic, and the aura of a heavenly emperor who is proud of the world and the nine heavens is vivid in these two characters.

"Good word!"

"Hiss! There is an aura of being an emperor in it. People who write calligraphy must either have extremely high calligraphy attainments, or have enjoyed the treatment of emperors, otherwise ordinary people will not be able to write with such aura!"

After seeing these two words, many monks nodded in praise. Just the word "Heavenly Court" made them feel an aura of dominance. They already vaguely wanted to know who is the master of this Heavenly Court.

　Uh, sorry, it’s a bit late, because the League of Legends released infinite firepower, the author was depraved, and played three times when he got home from get off work, so it was late...

　　
　
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