Mysterious Taixu God Emperor

"War will start?"

Shi Hao's eyes suddenly widened, contacting the various secrets he had come into contact with, a haze suddenly rose in his heart.

He was about to ask again, but he felt that the sky was spinning, the stars were moving, and he was sent to the ground by a force.

"There are some things that you should not touch now."

When Liu Shen's indifferent voice entered his mind, Shi Hao was startled and shook his head helplessly.

"These sect masters have exhausted their background and have no potential for improvement. What is the use of a mere sect master-level combat power before the catastrophe?"

When it comes to business affairs, Lin Wudao, Gujing Wubo, said indifferently that he does have friendship with Liu Shen, but the current matter has nothing to do with friendship, and it is useless for anyone to intercede.

The disciple was humiliated, how could he, the master, not act.

Liu Shen's rare silence, her beautiful eyes turned, but there was nothing she could do.

Although she didn't have much contact with Lin Wudao, the two sides had had the deepest contact, and they understood each other's temperament, and their will would not change with others.

But watching these mainstays of the three thousand states being slaughtered is not a solution.

No matter how beautiful she is, she is still a willow tree after all. She is naturally calm, unwilling to fight, and has a softer temperament.

"Although I am not a person from this world, but when the catastrophe comes, I will help myself."

Lin Wudao sighed and promised that he understands that God Liu is not entangled in the lives and deaths of these people, but is worried that without these hierarchs, the immortal creatures will lose their shelter and suffer miserably.

"Thank you."

Liu Shen's voice was still calm, but there was a touch of excitement. Obviously, there was an immortal king-level powerhouse who promised to help, and she was quite happy in her heart.

"As for these people, I also left a trace of life, just cut off their Taoist foundation."

"If the foundation of the Dao does not exist, the soul will fly away, and even if the catastrophe comes, it will not be of great use; if it can be broken and then established, it will be self-sufficient and will not suffer this catastrophe."

Lin Wudao said.

"Good." Liu Shen bowed, gave him a deep look, and left.

Lin Wudao silently watched the figure in white leave, withdrew his gaze, and looked down at the many sect masters below.

"That willow tree is gone?"

"What on earth is this person going to do with us?"

For a while, the sect masters below looked flustered and felt that disaster was imminent.

"The catastrophe is approaching, Liu Shen and I plead for mercy, leaving you a chance of life."

"Therefore, today I will be merciful, and only cut off the world's sect master Daoji, and live and die with destiny!"

Above the sky, the stalwart figure stands, and the sound is roaring, as if the sky is roaring.

234 Three years later!

The many sect masters below suddenly became agitated.

"I'm not convinced, Daoji was beheaded, where can I still survive!"

The sect master of the Demon Dragon Daomen is an old man, his qi and blood are withered, his whole body is dry, and he is obviously approaching the end of his life.

"I beg seniors for mercy."

More sect leaders knelt down desperately and showed despair. They knew that resistance was useless, so they could only beg.

There are also some sect masters, such as Sword Valley Valley Master, Demon Sunflower Garden Demon Master and others, they are in their prime, their hearts are full of heaven and earth, and they have their own top ambitions.

Even if the Daoji is cut off, it can take more time to repair it, and it can even be broken and stand up to a higher level.

These people silently glanced at the old sect master who was kneeling and begging for mercy. These people were either the supreme elders of the supreme great sect, or the great sect’s sunset and no successors, all of them looked miserable.

"Senior, leave me to wait for my life, and I will fight against the catastrophe with all my strength."

"Senior, I am the only one in my teaching to support. If I go, they will be swallowed up by pretenders!"

"senior!"

Many sect masters are extremely remorseful, and they knew why they came to this troubled water.

Shi Hao bowed his head embarrassedly, some great sects have no successors, but he killed the first generation of the sect's arrogance, which led to such a situation.

Lin Wudao stood in the sky with his hands behind his back, his eyes indifferent and unmoved.

Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are dogs.

In this world where the strong are respected, right and wrong are meaningless. The grace of a drop of water should be repaid by the spring, and the hatred of broken teeth must be repaid with the head.

If he has a good heart today and let everyone go, it is very likely that the next time he comes to Chaos, he will hear that Shi Hao was beheaded by many sect masters who hold grudges, and his bones will not exist.

He stood in the world, as if he was the ruler of the world, and pointed out a finger.

This finger seems to point out the true meaning of reincarnation. Thousands of ways are integrated, and everything is contained within the finger.

The mighty waves are like fierce waves, swallowing mountains and rivers, crushing everything.

Many sect masters were cold and pale, and at this moment, it was as if there were sharp long knives on top of their heads, so cold that they might fall at any time.

The meaning of desolation spreads around these sect masters.