Chapter 930: If you don't do it, you won't stop it!
With a kill, he spit out coldly from Qin Fan's mouth.
This is where the slaughter begins!
If it is said that before the killing of the Spirit Training Sect Master, the Six Paths still have a way to retreat.
Then when he pierced the chest of the Spirit Training Sect Master with a sword, and separated his corpse with a sword, he had no way out!
In the sky, the brewing heavenly punishment and death calamity is the best proof!
With Qin Fan's killing words, it fell.
The violence that had been lost for hundreds of years surged wildly from the faces of the six paths.
The clear monk's eyes also bloomed with wisps of bloodlust and madness.
Killing, it's an adrenaline rush for everyone, even the monks.
Once the forbearance of the killing ring that has been suppressed for hundreds of years breaks out, the cultivation of the six realms that have reached the level of scattered immortals is undoubtedly extremely crazy!
"Kill!"
He trembled and grinned.
This moment.
He seems to have become a demon!
Holding that radiant air sword.
He no longer cared about the heavenly punishment and wrath brewing in the air!
Of course, it has come to this, and even if he cares, it will not help!
Completely entrusting his life's cultivation to Qin Fan's hands, the six armed qi swords that accompanied him to gamble wildly were like wolves entering a flock!
"Roar, roar, roar!"
"Roar, roar, roar!"
"Roar, roar, roar!"
The roar of the beasts is no longer as invincible as it once was.
In the harvest of the six paths, which seemed to be cutting melons and vegetables, all the roars became extremely tragic.
One by one, the strange beasts, the fierce beasts that broke out of the major zoos and beastyards in Jinling, all fell down in a tragic roar.
Blood, soon filled into a river.
The pungent blood of the beast filled the air with a disgusting smell.
Whether it's those alien beasts that have been domesticated in the secret realm of spiritual training.
Or an ordinary beast that was manipulated by the Spirit Training Sect Master to enter the secret method and increase its combat effectiveness by dozens of times.
Facing the six realms that stand on the top of the world, facing the power of the scattered immortals that the six realms repel.
Unstoppable!
Patches of beasts of prey fell like leeks that had been cut.
The image of the blood of the beast still lingering without seeping.
Take the abandoned pavilion as the central point.
Less than a quarter of an hour.
The pessimistic roar stopped.
The mournful wail stopped.
A radius of several miles.
Rivers of blood.
Ten thousand beasts, none of them will survive.
Even if some fierce beasts wanted to escape at the last moment, they only escaped under the harvest of the scattered immortals?
I'm so confused.
The Kunlun Sect, including Zhang Qiyuan, was all dumbfounded.
All the people of the two major sects, Penglai and Xunling, were stunned in disbelief.
Slaughtering ordinary beasts, this may be a breeze for them.
But slaughtering these ten thousand beasts who were domesticated by the Spirit Training Sect and blessed with magical powers, they might be able to do it with all the power of the sect.
But now, what they need to do with all their strength in the sect is not necessarily able to do it, but the other party has done it alone?
And it's still that casual?
It's like crushing patches of ants?
Lose your marbles!
How can there be such a thing in the world?
For hundreds of years, their four major hidden world sects have felt that the hidden world sect has the ability to rule the world and rule the common people, the difference is only whether they want to rule these common people who are like ants in their eyes!
And yet now there is such a person who rebels against the sky?
Kill the Spirit Training Sect Master in one sword in seconds.
Calm and relaxed, dripping blood in the chic, let all the beasts under the rule of the Spirit Training Sect be wiped out, and none of them survived!
What kind of strength does this show become?
They can't imagine it.
The next second.
Sect Master Penglai and Sect Master Touching Jin subconsciously recalled what had happened before.
Kunlun's proposition, Qiyuan bowed his head and said that the ministers performed the highest standard kneeling and bowing!
It's against this middle-aged man who harvested ten thousand beasts in the blink of an eye!
Such a character, a character who can make the Lord of Kunlun kneel, what is his true identity?
Also, if this one person is so against the sky, who is the young man who commanded him?
This trip to the WTO has refreshed the worldview of these people from the hidden sect!
Looking at the mountains of corpses, they all couldn't stop trembling!
trembling at his own ignorant well.
Trembling, the perverted strength revealed by this middle-aged man is enough to kill them in seconds!
Forgot to escape, and didn't dare to flee in this situation, standing with a trembling body, standing on the top of the hill, looking at Qin Fan and Liudao's eyes except for the fear brought by horror, there was no difference between him.
At this moment.
Even the strange celestial phenomena in the sky made them have no time to pay attention.
Bang-!
The brewing heavenly punishment gave rise to a prelude.
Just listen to the shocking thunder again!
In the blink of an eye, the sky was gloomy and dark!
And then immediately after.
As soon as the heavy rain came, it fell in a hurry.
It seems that there is a faint smell of washing away sins!
After all, this is ten thousand beasts!
There is reincarnation, and all the beasts that belong to the animal path!
"If you don't do it, you don't stop training the spirit sect, don't leave one, kill!"
Standing in the ruined pavilion with his hands in his hands.
Qin Fan, who regarded living beings as grass mustard, said coldly again the moment he stopped his hand in the six paths.
As soon as this statement came out.
The nearly 100 people in the Spirit Training Sect are either elders or ordinary disciples.
All of them woke up from their stupor.
It's just a nightmare to wake up!
A nightmare that made them pale as paper.
Qin Fan's words seemed to be the clarion call of death to them.
The next moment.
Soaring in their hearts is flight.
Accompanied by subconscious thoughts.
No need to inform, no need to communicate.
Nearly 100 Xunling disciples fled like crazy!
However, this so-called evacuation, in the eyes of Qin Fan and Liudao, it was like a snail crawling.
If you don't do it, you don't stop it.
The six paths that had no way out responded with a response, "Okay!"
Words.
The qi sword in his hand that had not yet dissolved was thrown up by him.
Immediately, he made a knot mark towards the air sword that flew up.
Airplanes-!
A sudden buzzing sound shook the heavens and the earth.
But it was emitted by the air sword hanging above it.
"Go!"
Drink in a deep voice.
Six waved his fingers forward.
Sou-
The air sword immediately seemed to be controlled by a harness.
It's so fast that no one can see it.
In an instant, he rushed towards those disciples of the Spirit Training Sect who were fleeing in all directions!
Whoosh-
Hiss-
More accurate than the radar lock-ons of nuclear weapons.
The air sword loomed and began to shuttle and fly.
The incessant whoosh was accompanied by hissing sounds.
Many of the disciples of the Spirit Training Sect who fled didn't even have a chance to shout.
He died on the flying sword on the way to escape.
In the face of the rushing flying sword, in addition to accepting the summons of the god of death, they died under the flying sword without even subconsciously resisting.
As life fell in the pouring rain.
The Heavenly Punishment Thunder in the sky has finished brewing!
Boom.
The blue power grid has emerged.
The emerging blue power grid is rapidly shrinking the condensation group.
In the blink of an eye, it merged into a vortex of thunder and lightning.
"Boom !!"
Another boom sounded.
directly made Liudao fall into a panic of uneasiness.
He knows.
Here it comes!
Sure enough.
In the disorder of the mind of the six realms.
A beam of incomparably thick pillars of thunder exploded from the lightning vortex in the air.
Pointing directly at the six paths standing outside the ruined pavilion.