Sleepy Dragon Continent

Chapter 517: The Power of the Kyushu Cauldron!
"Clang, clang, clang!"

The warning bell in the holy sect was rang, and hundreds of warriors came from the east of the holy sect with long swords on their backs.To the north, a group of handsome young men and women stepped on auspicious feet and flew towards the gate of the Holy Sect.

To the south, hundreds of warriors with gloomy auras came hand in hand.To the west, a group of tall and straight young warriors with deep auras flew across the sky.

"Have the so-called four masters of the Sacred Sect come out?" Qin Mo raised his head, crushing the head of a Sacred Sect disciple in his hands, and the evil spirit on his body became stronger and stronger.

The Holy Sect consists of five factions, the Wang family, the Qian family, the Zhao family, the Murong family, and the head faction. Among them, only the head faction has never taken action against Qin Mo. It is rumored that this faction has a very small number of people and is a transcendent existence. Rarely participates in various battles.

"Vientiane Sword Formation!"

The warriors of the Wang family arrived first, without much nonsense, dare to challenge the majesty of the Holy Sect, just kill them!
The sword energy is intertwined, like a dragon, like a tiger, like a leopard, like an elephant, like a phoenix, endlessly, falling into it, even the great emperor will have to pay a lot of money to break through.

A huge finger descended from the sky, setting off boundless rage, and crashing down. More than half of the warriors of the Wang family couldn't dodge and were directly bombarded!

The formation was in chaos, and the power of the sword formation was greatly reduced. Qin Mo's figure was like lightning, he rushed away in an instant, rushed into the crowd, his fists danced, and fist marks flew across the sky. Although these fighters are powerful, they are far from inspired Qin Mo's murderous opponent was hard to resist even with a single punch.

One after another figures fell from the sky, but more fighters came from all directions, and at the same time, countless powerful thoughts came over. The Holy Sect, as the overlord of the Dragon Continent, has been so many years that no one has dared to come. Tiger beard?

"Suppressing the sky with a sword!"

Qin Mo rested his right hand on the Heaven-Suppressing Sword, drew the sword and slashed, the sword's aura was reckless, full of iron and blood intentions of going forward indomitably, gods blocking and killing gods, and Buddhas blocking Buddhas.

With a single slash of the sword, at least a hundred people were chopped off at the waist, and streams of evil spirits turned into entities and lingered around Qin Mo's body. The second incarnation followed him, and walked into the gate of the Holy Sect as if there was no one else around.

The power of the sword scared the warriors around, and no one dared to step forward for a while.

Qin Mo's eyes were like lightning, and he gathered his dantian, and the thunderous explosion reverberated over the entire Holy Sect.

"I respect the dynasty, Qin Mo, and hand over the body of the sword spirit, otherwise, today I will bloodbath the Holy Sect and kill you assholes!"

"Bold, He Fangxiao dares to be presumptuous here!"

"Ignorant child, if you dare to come to the holy sect to play wild, you will definitely be torn to pieces!"

As soon as Qin Mo's voice fell, dozens of terrifying auras swept in all directions. It was a respectable emperor-level powerhouse who was alarmed by Qin Mo and rushed over from various places in the Holy Sect.

I saw beams of light soaring into the sky, and appeared in the sky above Qin Mo in an instant. These figures had a deep and distant aura, like an abyss like a prison.

Qin Mo suddenly felt that the space around him became extremely stagnant, making it inconvenient to move.

This is a strong man at the emperor level, and the breath alone can make warriors below Wu Zun and below lose most of their combat power.

"Are you the native of the place where the Kyushu tripod is located?" One of the great emperors said in a cold voice: "Kneel down, abolish your martial arts, kowtow 1 times, and I will let you leave peacefully."

"Jiuyuan Lord, you are too kind." Another emperor sneered, "In my opinion, his corpse should be thrown into the back mountain to feed the dogs."

"Leave this person to me. I just need a horse to pull a cart. Let him be a well-behaved 'beast' in the future."

These people didn't pay attention to Qin Mo at all when talking and laughing. Although his combat prowess is surprising, this is the Holy Sect. It has been passed down from ancient times to the present, and it has survived many storms. A kid who doesn't even reach the emperor level can be shaken.

Qin Mo's eyes turned, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. For some reason, seeing Qin Mo's smile, these great emperors suddenly shuddered, as if something bad had happened.

"Jiuzhou Cauldron, it's your turn!" Qin Mo shouted in his heart, and sacrificed the Jiuzhou Cauldron.

"Buzz, hum, hum!"

The time of the entire Holy Sect suddenly froze, and a three-legged cauldron the size of a palm flew high into the sky, getting bigger and bigger, and soon, its area expanded to be as huge as the entire Holy Sect!
The sky suddenly darkened, and a suppressive force originating from the depths of the soul acted on all the great emperor-level powerhouses. They were shocked to find that the strength they were proud of in the past was now crushed to death by an irresistible force Suppress it!
In the deepest part of the Wang family, the second patriarch and the third patriarch roared in unison, furious: "This is the power of the Kyushu cauldron, who is it, who is it!"

Qianjia is a forbidden place, and there are two old women living here. Suddenly, an invisible force acts on them, and their shocking cultivation base fades away like the tide, and soon, they retreated to the martial arts The realm of Dzogchen Dzogchen.

"This is Kyushu Ding!?" The two old women looked at each other, and they both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

"Come on, let's go out and see!"

In Murong's house, in a black pool exuding dead silence, suddenly, two jets of water rose from the pool, and then two figures staggered and fell into the shore.

These are two middle-aged men, one with a long beard and the other with a bald head.

"Jiuzhou Ding, who got it, could it be the Demon Sect? Or the Ghost Sect?" The man with the bald head was puzzled.

"Go out and take a look first, if something is wrong, go away immediately!" said the man with a beard, and flew towards the outside first.

In the deepest part of the Zhao family, there is a floating small land. Two old men are playing chess. Suddenly, the bodies of the two shake, and an inexplicable force acts on them. It will not stop until the Great Perfection.

"Has the Kyushu tripod appeared?" One of the old men dropped the chess piece in his hand, with countless stars flickering in his eyes.

Opposite this old man was an old man with white beard and hair, kind eyebrows and kind eyes. At this moment, he looked at the old man opposite and asked: "Second brother, you are proficient in the technique of Tianyan, can you calculate the good or bad of this incident?"

"A disaster is greater than a blessing. Let's not get involved in this matter."

"But second brother, that's the Kyushu tripod. Once you get it, our Zhao family will take care of it."

"Although treasures are good, they are not something everyone can covet. Moreover, once Ningxue successfully opens the third eye, our Zhao family will not be weak in the future. This matter is settled like this."

"Hey, that's all I have to do."

The most central area of ​​the Holy Sect, this is the place where the sect master lived. The moment the Kyushu Cauldron appeared, a majestic voice sounded in the minds of all the disciples.

"All the disciples who are in charge of the sect have retreated for ten years!"

(End of this chapter)