Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Tushen Pavilion, Zongmen resident.

When Su Han and the others walked out of the teleportation formation and saw the large corpse outside, everyone's expressions were immediately gloomy.

Because Tushen Pavilion’s threshold for accepting disciples is lower than other sects, there are at least tens of thousands of people who come to Tushen Pavilion to sign up.

Even though thousands of people have been selected in the past few days and tens of thousands have been eliminated, it is still busy and overcrowded.

There is no restriction on any cultivation base, even if you can't practice, you can join, the threshold of Tushen Pavilion is really too low and too low.

That is to say, because it is too low, there are as many as 20,000 to 30,000 people who die here at this moment!

The astonishing corpse covered the ground, and the ground was full of blood and blood.

Many people’s eyes are wide open and their mouths are open. They seem to have never thought of it until they die. They just want to join a sect. The worst result is that they can’t be selected, but now, they are even killed. Go in.

Twenty to thirty thousand corpses, what kind of concept is that?

Enough to pile up a hill ten meters, even ten meters upward!

The blood hasn't solidified yet, and the smell of blood is still permeating the air. Pieces of stumps and broken arms are scattered in front of the Zongmen resident, and the scene is extremely cruel.

The disciples of Tushen Pavilion were packing up those corpses, one after another, and they kept moving towards the distance.

There are too many corpses, and it is summer now, if stored for a long time, it will inevitably cause plague.

"Asshole... asshole!!!"

Lian Yuze's eyes were red instantly. It was not that he had never seen the death of tens of thousands of people, because Tushen Pavilion had only destroyed a blood demon sect before.

But these people have not yet joined the Tushen Pavilion. After all, they are just ordinary people! ! !

Among those corpses, there were old people, children, and some women, all trying to make good luck and see if they could join the Tushen Pavilion.

Relatively speaking, because of the low threshold for Tushen Pavilion to accept disciples, these people who want to join Tushen Pavilion have no power to restrain the chicken!

"Zhen Wuzong, I, Tushen Pavilion and you, don't share the sky!!!" Lian Yuze roared up to the sky.

Not only him, everyone saw this scene with gritted teeth, clenched fists, green veins on the forehead exposed, and a strong murderous intent rose in their eyes.

"This real Wuzong is really frantic!"

Xiao Yuhui smelled the **** breath floating in the air, her pretty face was full of ice cold: "How are they embarrassed to attack these people, how can they bear to attack these people!"

Although these people are dead, Xiao Yuhui can clearly feel that many of these people have not cultivated.

They yearn for martial arts, admire martial arts, and don't want to live an ordinary life, so they want to join the special sect of Tushen Pavilion.

However, their fate was so miserable that they died at the hands of the real Wuzong before the test even started.

"Most of them died here, only a few of them were far away, and were lucky enough to escape." Liu Yun said solemnly.

"Pavilion Lord, your subordinates ask for orders to fight against Zhen Wuzong!"

"Pavilion Master, the immortal Zhenwu Sect, how can I keep the face of God Slaughter Pavilion!"

"Pavilion Master, if I don't avenge these people, I feel uneasy!"

"Pavilion Lord, please order!"

"Pavilion Lord, please order!!!"

Almost everyone spoke at this moment, their eyes looked at Su Han, and their eyes were full of war spirits.

Su Han didn't speak, but looked at the corpses silently, without speaking for a long time.

He has seen too many such scenes.

In the Star Territory, there are countless sects, and there are many clans, slaughtering people at every turn.

Among the sects in the star field, the disciples have the least number of millions, and some large sects have more than 10 million or even more than 100 million disciples.

Compared with the battles of those big sects, these corpses can really be said to be a small fight.

He did not have the grief in Liuyun and others, the anger in Xiao Yuhui and others, and the hatred in Yuze and others.

He just stood there silently, silently.

"Pavilion Master!"

Lian Yuze’s tone was full of hatred: "Zhen Wuzong is frantic, like mad dogs. They don’t declare war on the Tushen Pavilion, but they just slaughter these ordinary people. Even if God has eyes, they will pay them back!"

"And this retribution should be executed by our Tushen Pavilion!" Xiao Yuhui also said coldly.

"Husband..."

Xiao Yuran's pretty face was a little pale. If she hadn't met Su Han, she would hardly even be able to get out of the door of the Xiao family. Had she ever seen such a **** and cruel scene?

Her heart is very simple, but the purer she is, the more she hates Zhen Wuzong.

"If the husband has the strength, he can really avenge these people." Xiao Yuran said softly.

Su Han pursed his mouth. After a long time, he said: "Investigate the identities of these people, be sure to find out their names, and set up a tombstone for each of them next to the Tushen Pavilion sect."

"Yes."

Someone nodded and left quietly.

"Then we...Should we go to war with Zhen Wuzong?" Liu Yun asked anxiously. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"Everyone, go to their respective places, should practice cultivation, do other things and do other things, and don't do anything without my order." Su Han said.

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

What the pavilion master meant... Did you plan to take revenge?

"Pavilion Master, I have to report this hatred!!" Lian Yuze said in a sad voice.

"All go back."

Su Han turned and walked towards the Zongmen Station.

Everyone else is watching me and I watching you.

They were displeased, but didn't dare to defy Su Han's orders, and finally had to return to the sect bitterly.

In fact, Su Han didn't want to take revenge, but at this moment, the strength of Tushen Pavilion was really worse.

To outsiders, Tushen Pavilion now has three thousand disciples, but these three thousand disciples just joined the Tushen Pavilion. Even with Su Han's cultivation method and powerful secret techniques, it will take at least one month. Only then can they have a certain combat effectiveness.

It will naturally take more time to reach the level possessed by the disciples of other sects.

The reason Su Han dared to go to war with Zhen Wuzong was because he had a magic pulse cannon, but at the moment there were only three such pulse cannons in the Tushen Pavilion, which was obviously not enough.

Moreover, once the battle begins, after the opponent gets close, the power of this magic pulse cannon will be greatly weakened, or even useless.

Su Han wanted to refine a set of "War God Armor" for the people of the Tushen Pavilion.

This War God armor has no level. It is the exclusive armor of Tu Shenwei under the seat of Su Han in the previous life. Only God Tu has the entire sanctuary.

Of course, Longwu Continent doesn't have so many rare materials, so Su Han will naturally retreat to the next best, refining the lower grade.

But even so, it will take time.