Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

"Senior, what does this mean!"

Su Yunming suddenly raised his head and looked at Yuan Ling, with blood red in his eyes: "I have never provoked seniors in the slaying pavilion, and the seniors have been killed when they come up. If the lives of the people in the slaying pavilion are all ants failing? Is it true ants? , That is also a living life, how can seniors say kill and kill!"

"Tushen Pavilion?"

Yuan Ling smiled coldly, took another shot, and at the same time said indifferently: "Don't say it is a small nine-liu sect. It is a first-class sect. The old man has never looked at it. The old man will treat you as an ant. What can you do?"

"boom!"

The palm of his hand fell, and the large area of ​​the city wall was smashed into pieces. At the same time, hundreds of people were unable to dodge and were screamed and killed.

These people are all ordinary disciples of Tushen Pavilion.

Yuan Ling is really too strong, the dragon king realm is strong, with imperial power on his body, and when he attacks, more dragons come out, like a real dragon's blood.

Not to mention Yuan Ling's strength, just the astonishing coercion was enough to make the people of Tushen Pavilion breathless, even Su Yunming, who was about to break through the Dragon God realm at this moment, would have to suffocate.

All the people in the Tushen Pavilion could only watch their companions being killed, with monstrous anger in their hearts, but they were powerless.

And when Yuan Ling attacked, the other super sects, or first-rate sects or second-rate sects, all looked at them with indifference, without any sympathy or pity.

Su Yunming was right. In the eyes of these people, the people of the Tushen Pavilion, or in other words, the people of these nine sects, were nothing more than ants.

Like this kind of ants, you can kill them as you want.

At this moment, Yuan Ling is just a person playing Tushen Pavilion. If he really wants to kill him, Tushen Pavilion will die at this moment.

What he did was to force Su Han out.

"The old man wants to see, then Su Han, when will he see it!"

Yuan Ling spoke, and shot out the third palm.

"Boom~"

The palm light was like the sky, tearing all the void and covering it from the center of the Tushen Pavilion.

The ground was directly shattered into countless pieces, dozens of palace-like buildings collapsed at this moment, and the teleportation array of the Tushen Pavilion was also turned into nothingness at this moment.

Looking around, the Tushen Pavilion, which can be said to have been luxurious and low-key before, is completely messed up at this moment.

There was dust in the sky, spreading towards the surroundings.

A huge palm print, like a black hole, appeared on the ground.

In the black hole, thousands of corpses had been turned into sludge, and there was no whole body.

"Do not!!!"

Su Yunming's eyes were blood red and tears flowed out.

He is the deputy head of the Tushen Pavilion, and he is in a high position relative to others.

There are tens of thousands of people in the Tushen Pavilion, which is not fake.

But what about it?

Su Yunming is not an ordinary deputy pavilion master. In his eyes, all the people of the slaying pavilion have flesh and blood and real life.

In the last moment, these people had saluted themselves, and I also teased them in a joke.

At this moment, these lives disappeared in their own impressions forever.

For Su Yunming, these people from the Temple of the Gods are disciples, but in fact, they can also be friends.

"Aren't you surrendering?"

Seeing Su Yunming’s painful appearance, the middle-aged man in the Sword Immortal Tomb sneered, “It’s useless for you to call seniors. At this moment, kneel down and bang your heads with the elder Yuanling. Maybe the elder will forgive you. Life."

Su Yun míngxīn was so angry that his body trembled, but his face did not show the slightest hatred.

It's not that he doesn't hate, but that he is trying his best to endure it, because he knows that once he shows his hatred, it will cause Yuan Ling to make an even harsher shot.

"The great elder is the top powerhouse of Yuxu Palace, and Yuxu Palace is also a super sect. Letting you wait to kneel down, isn't it an insult to you?"

"Long Wu Continent has rules. When you see a super sect, you must kneel down to meet you. Can you wait for it to be a deaf ear?"

"If you don't kneel down, all your people who slaughter the gods will wait to die!"

After the middle-aged man in the Sword Immortal Tomb, many people opened their mouths, sneering at the people in the Tushen Pavilion, who looked like ants.

In Tushen Pavilion, everyone looked at Su Yunming, and they were all waiting for Su Yunming's decision.

"Don't kneel?"

Seeing Su Yunming's silence, the middle-aged man in the Sword Immortal Tomb frowned and immediately shot.

"call out!"

A golden sword light appeared out of the sky, from the size of the ordinary sword light at the beginning, it instantly turned into a length of several thousand feet.

With a light wave of his palm towards the Tushen Pavilion, the astonishing sword light that was thousands of feet long, with terrible pressure, suddenly tore the void and slashed towards the Tushen Pavilion.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise!

That sword light shattered everything, swept across the Tushen Pavilion palace, and even the three pictures that Su Han had left on the square, were all swept into nothingness.

At this moment, the entire square was raging vigorously, and a huge pattern appeared on the smooth ground.

This pattern, caused by the sword light, is like a huge scar.

There are the most disciples in the square, and the screams are constantly coming out, and the crying and desperation are also endless.

The silhouettes were covered by the sword light, and they shattered almost before they fell.

With just this sword, nearly two thousand people died!

"Stop it!!!" Su Yunming roared. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

Others also stared at the middle-aged man with gritted teeth, wishing to bite him into pieces.

"Kneel or not?!"

The middle-aged man looked at Su Yunming, like an order and a threat.

The humiliation in Su Yun's míngxīn is hard to describe in words. He hates and hates that he has not cultivated enough, so he can't break this réndà!

"Don't kneel down yet?"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly: "It's okay. I will ask you once. If you don't kneel, I will kill you Thousands of disciples of the God of God. I want to see how long you can hold on!"

When the voice fell, he really wanted to make another move.

"kneel!"

At this moment, Su Yunming suddenly raised his head, his voice became a little hoarse.

"I kneel, I kneel!"

"Deputy Pavilion Master!"

Hearing Su Yunming's words, Liu Yun not far away trembled and said: "The pavilion master once said that I, the person who slaughters the pavilion, kneels to the heavens and knees to the parents, but never kneels to other people!"

"Skills can be killed, not insulted, deputy pavilion master, I will die, and you can't kneel down!" There were tears in Hong Chen's eyes.

"I can die, but my faith cannot be destroyed!"

"Deputy Pavilion Master, let me wait and watch you kneel, why don't you let me wait to die!!!"

"Never kneel! Don't kneel!!!"

The other people in Tushen Pavilion also spoke with stern voices, and that voice shook the sky, causing many super sect people to frown deeply.