As soon as they saw the sect master like this, they were immediately angry and frightened, and they had infinite killing intent, eager to die with Li Chengkong, and they all left their opponents and rushed towards Li Chengkong.

Li Chengkong smiled, spit out a faint "duh" word, and the soul suppression divine edict was launched.

The disciples who rushed over froze for a moment, and then watched the golden light shoot into them, helplessly falling into eternal darkness.

The disciples of the Wankong Sect rushed forward and died one by one.

Li Chengkong's face was as usual, unmoved by their deaths, they were innocent of their deaths, and they were doing the right thing for heaven, and their merits were immeasurable.

It's a pity that the Sword of Heaven has not changed.

Obviously, they can't do anything with all beings in the world.

Li Chengkong was still determined to kill them all, these people should not exist in the world.

From time to time, he shot out a series of heavenly fingers.

These heavenly moments fall on the Templars, stimulating their vitality and hastening the healing of their injuries, even if they are difficult to heal.

It's just that those who were beheaded can't be saved, and can only be resurrected.

The sequence of the resurrection of the Templars is ahead, and the resurrection will soon be carried out, which is one of the sources of the Templar's appeal.

"Escape ——!"

"Escape ——!"

Someone hissed and shouted.

They are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of death in vain.

These guys are all hiding their heads and tails, and those disciples outside the main altar don't know their identities at all.

They are not willing to die here.

When all the disciples gathered outside fight back together, they will definitely be able to extinguish this group of guys and avenge the sect master!

They must find out the details of these people, and they must know who they are, and they will repay them tenfold and hundredfold!

But Li Chengkong had already laid out the formation outside, covering their main altar with the formation, and once they went out, they fell into the formation.

——

Li Chengkong walked in the main altar of the Wankong Sect, his heart was neither sad nor happy, calm and waveless.

He walked through the secret vault of the Ten Thousand Voids Sect and directly entered the cave.

Walk through the Wankong Sect Library Building, and directly enter the cave.

Walking through the silver treasury of the Wankong Sect, it was also directly included in the cave.

Loaded back, he was still calm and peaceful.

He came to the excited Templar disciples, looked at each face one by one, shook his head and said: "The destruction of the main altar of the Wankong Sect does not mean that the Wankong Sect is destroyed, the remaining task is to wait for the rabbit, and when the disciples of the Wankong Sect return to the main altar, it will be the day they perish." ”

"Yes!" everyone agreed.

Li Chengkong waved his hand: "Go ahead, don't forget to summarize the gains and losses." ”

"Yes. The crowd answered.

Li Chengkong looked at the Templar disciples who had only more than ninety people left, and shook his head, feeling not very satisfied.

It's still too loose.

If the reverence for life and death is insufficient, and this cannot be changed at all, many things will become different.

Fear often stimulates potential, and they just don't have fear, they die, it's not a big deal, even if they are beheaded.

They don't think that dying with their heads is different from other ways of dying, they can be resurrected after dying, and as Templar disciples, they are not worried about the resurrection sequence first.

The conditions that attracted them made them even less awe-inspiring about death, and Li Chengkong also felt powerless.

Through the Sect Master's Order, he issued one order after another to let some of the disciples return to the main altar, and the way the Sect Master Order of the Wankong Sect was issued was through a strange insect.

This strange insect is the size of a little finger, and it has been raised by the Wankong Sect for many years, and it has been fed with the unique vitality of the Wankong Sect.

It's called the Soul Eater.

It is very supernatural, and it can distinguish which disciple is through the inner qi and mental method, and the characteristics of all the disciples' vitality are remembered by it.

The belongings of these disciples are listed on the wall, with their names written next to them, and they want to send a message to whom, so that the Soul Eater can smell his belongings.

The Soul Eater will be able to quickly find it and send the letter to it.

The Soul Eater is only the size of a little finger, but it is infinitely powerful, and it has no feeling when carrying a bamboo pipe the size of a little finger.

It has a speed that surpasses the sound, and it is even better than the light skills of martial arts masters, which is really a wonderful spiritual thing.

Li Chengkong, the Heavenly God who had passed the fugue technique, had already observed its urging method, and had obtained the fundamental mental method of the Ten Thousand Void Sect, so he could control it.

Groups of disciples were recalled by the Spirit Devouring Worm.

These disciples had no doubt about being recalled, because the Spirit Eater would never make a mistake, and then they would go to the point of no return.

Thousands of disciples returned by staggered peaks, and they were annihilated by the Templar disciples one by one, and none of them escaped.

The huge Wankong Sect was actually eaten away by the Holy Hall little by little.

Eventually, when only a thousand people remained, someone finally noticed that something was wrong and refused to return to the main altar.

But they still couldn't escape.

With the help of the Spirit Devouring Worm, Li Chengkong found them one by one and eliminated them.

Their faith-loving Soul Eaters have become life chasers, often dying in unbelievable grief.

Li Chengkong showed no mercy for them.

When they beheaded innocent people, how could they not think about how sad and helpless the other party was.

When they don't even spare their wives and children, how can they not think about the grief and indignation of those husbands and fathers?

When all the disciples of the Ten Thousand Void Sect were wiped out and there was not a single one left, there were only eighty-one disciples left.

The rest have already returned to the Blue Lotus Wonderland, waiting for Li Chengkong's resurrection.

For these eighty-one people, Li Chengkong was barely satisfied, although they all became great masters, they were only barely satisfied.

Li Chengkong's vision is higher now, and in his eyes, a great grandmaster with insufficient cultivation is of little use.

The Templar disciples were all proud, eighty-one Great Grandmasters, just think about it, you know how terrifying it is, and how amazing the power gathered together is.

If at the beginning, they were all great grandmasters, how could it be so difficult to clean up the Wankong Sect, and it was to lead them out of the hole, and to attack the main altar while they were weak, and then they were divided and attacked, and finally killed one by one.

Just hit the hard and face the strong kill.

It doesn't take that long.

——

In the evening, the Templar disciples arrived at a cliff by the southern seashore and saw a graceful woman in white standing on the top of the cliff.

The sea breeze swooped down the cliff and swooped down on the woman in white, stirring her spotless as the sound of a snow-white hunt.

Now they are all great grandmasters, and they can see the beautiful appearance of the woman in white from a distance, it is Song Yuzheng.

Li Chengkong turned his head and told them to return directly to the holy hall of the main altar, retreat and continue to cultivate, and not slack off.

Then he stepped off the deck and appeared in front of Song Yuzheng.

Song Yuzheng lightly swept his scattered hair, and Bai Yu's flawless face was full of inquiry, looking him up and down.

Li Chengkong smiled and let her look at it.

"Li Chengkong, what did you change?" Song Yuzheng snorted lightly.

Li Chengkong smiled: "Why do you say this?"

"Wankong Sect, ah......" Song Yuzheng shook his head lightly: "The Wankong Sect of Chiyan Island is not an unknown person. ”

Li Chengkong said: "They deserve to die." ”

"There are more damned people in the world, and the more damned they are, the more they can't die. Song Yuzheng shook his head: "If it weren't for you personally, the Wankong Sect would have been at large and would have existed well." ”

Li Chengkong nodded: "It's a little clever." ”

"A hundred great grandmasters...... Song Yuzheng shook his head and sighed, "Li Chengkong, what do you want to do?"

Li Chengkong shook his head.

"You want to dominate the world, right?" Song Yuzheng said.

Li Chengkong smiled.

Song Yuzheng frowned and stared at him: "If the big cloud is an obstacle, do you want to destroy the big cloud too?"

Li Chengkong's strength has swelled too much, and with his current strength, it is easy to destroy Dayun.