"Immortals, no, it's a trick, we want to kill all the people who worship the gods here, and do our best to find them, and leave no one behind. ”

Qin Dong opened the bag and said to his companion.

Well, the immortals and the tricks are the same thing.

The voice was very loud, and the people below, those disciples who worshiped the gods, could also hear it.

"So many people, can we finish killing them?" The bald man was a little puzzled, and waited for dozens of days to wait for such a ridiculous order?

"Kill it. Qingzhou Butterfly Nu opened her bag, took out a bottle of elixir, and said.

"When did Qin Hao give you the tips?" Uncle Shangman was very dissatisfied, why did he even have you tips.

"When I met the immortals with you. He asked me to finish talking about it, there are so many people, we can open it when we can finish killing. What a warlock, you would say everything word for word. The woman was amazed.

The woman crushed the bottle, walked briskly between the nine peaks, and gave each of them a pill.

Everyone raised their heads, raised the elixir, let go, and the elixir entered.

It was as if a hungry and thirsty man had caught a mouse in the middle of the moor, pinched it to death and drank blood to quench it.

Looking at the crazy mortal things above with murderous intentions, there was not much thought to accompany the disciples of the sect to flee in all directions.

At this moment, worshipping the gods, the top of the nine mountains of the sect was the starting point, and the mountain protection array suddenly opened without the slightest warning, surrounding all the disciples in the sect.

The people below who were about to escape were shocked, why did the mountain protection array open at this time?

Could it be that someone in the sect is an inner ghost?

What about the elders of the sect, no one cares?

They didn't know that the elders of the sect they were counting on or other powerhouses were no less panicked than them at the moment.

Because they found that they couldn't break through the mountain protection array for a while.

"Your Excellency doesn't say a word, and you're going to kill in my worship god and waiting for the mountain gate, it's too unreasonable, right?"

Someone finally came forward, and an inner sect elder of the Divine Worship Sect mustered up his courage and rose into the air.

He knew that if the thirteen mortal beings in the sky at this time attacked him at the same time, he would definitely die if he couldn't make a single move.

However, he had allowed these outsiders to stand above the sect for dozens of days, and had spent all his dignity.

I worship the gods for 700 years, and I am a first-class cultivator in the sea of ink, how can I let people eat meat?

He's gambling that there's a chance that the matter will be better.

The elders didn't exactly expect them to turn around and leave, at least for some time.

At this time, the sect master and the young master happened to be missing, and the Yin family elder had just died a few days ago, and they encountered a strong enemy.

At this time, the manpower of worshipping the gods was broken, and it was at a time of emptiness, and the people in the sect were naturally not the opponents of the thirteen mortal powerhouses.

It's a pity that this kind-hearted elder didn't know that the elder who was born in the Yin family also died at the hands of the previous people.

Qin Dong glanced at the person who flew up.

Then he turned to the bald man and the tattooed woman and said, "Do it, kill the weak first, and the strong last." Whoever stands in the way will cut him first, and no one will be left. ”

Qin Dong finally turned his head, looked at the elder who was already trembling at this time, and said, "You are still a little backbone, we have been standing here for so many days, you are the first person who dares to fly up, your courage is commendable." ”

Out of nowhere, he took out a stalk of grass, put it in his mouth, and continued as he chewed, "Actually, we are reasonable, but we don't like to talk with our mouths." ”

As he spoke, Qin Dong pulled out the God Slashing Sword on his waist and pointed it at the elder.

In fact, he was very puzzled, why the immortal knew that he liked to use a sword, but he still had to use a knife to kill people.

When the elder saw the knife taken out by the black-robed man in front of him, the smell of blood on his face was disgusting.

The bald man turned into a god of fire, and everywhere he went, his disciples and the land turned into ashes.

Suddenly, the elders knew where they were coming from.

The elder said angrily: "You are from Western Qin. The tone was cold, as if he wanted to eat Qin Dong in front of him.

"Well, you're not stupid. ”

As soon as Qin Dong's words fell, the screams echoed in the mountains and fields, and where the woman's long whip passed, half of the person's body was broken.

The mountain began to tremble under the indiscriminate attack of the three mortal realms, the earth shook, the flying rocks rolled down, and the flames were monstrous.

"I'm fighting with you. ”

Qin Dong listened to the screams of the monks below, and the hand holding the knife tightened.

The Tianjiao disciples who had been slaughtered for a while and worshiped the gods and waited for the inner gate saw that there were fewer and fewer people around them, and finally remembered to resist, and the ferocity in their hearts was stimulated.

The two men in the sky glanced at each other, attacked almost at the same time, and fought fiercely.

Some of the nine people who maintained the large array on the top of the mountain watched the scene of lions and rabbits being staged below, and their faces were expressionless.

When the death under the human fairy realm is gone, they will withdraw the large array and join the slaughter below.

The tattooed woman with the whip was a little tired from killing, and she could kill a few people at most at a time.

Worshipping the gods and waiting for so many disciples scattered like ants, it was really slow to kill.

Looking at the other side, it was like a bald head possessed by the god of fire, and as long as the flames burned to the place, no one could extinguish the prairie fire.

Counting the number of people, he was afraid that he had already killed hundreds of people in less than a quarter of an hour.

The Qingzhou butterfly girl frowned, and the strength and speed of the whip on her slender arm increased a lot.

After that, the people who were unfortunately whipped by her turned into a mist of blood and floated in the air.

But the man who used the poison needle was very leisurely, and he fell to the ground, and the needle pierced through the people he saw one by one.

Whether he was hiding in the mountains or in the palace, as long as he saw it, it was a poisonous needle piercing his body.

Left behind a group of people who could not die for a while, but were in extreme pain, pinched their necks and foamed at the mouth, letting out painful screams and wails.

Although he seemed to be the most relaxed, he still killed the most people of the three by flying needles.

It's just that he is always on this mountain, walking here and there, and he doesn't want to go to another mountain to kill.

"Ahem, that's tenacious. ”

Qin Dong carried the head of the elder he had just cut off and joined the slaughter, blood spilling from his mouth, obviously it took a lot of effort to successfully kill a strong man who had been in the mortal world for many years.

Worship the gods and wait for the sect, nine main peaks, eighteen side peaks.

Not only worship the gods, this sect is known all over the world about these peaks, which are called nine peaks and eighteen leans by the world, and when they are added together, they span more than ten miles from north to south and east to west.

Three people, shuttling between the mountains, looking for someone to slash and kill.

Even though the three of them were powerful monks in the Mortal Realm, they still found sunset from sunrise.

There are still not many people who resist the unilateral massacre, and most of the worshippers are hiding in Tibet like rats.

The people of Western Qin are finally not comparable to ordinary monks, and the feat of crossing the border to kill the enemy did not happen on this land, and they are a little helpless.

Someone hid in the stream, knee-deep in the stream, and a monk from the Seven Realms of Divine Mystery drilled into the underwater mud and sand, and lay quietly with bated breath.

If a few people in Western Qin were negligent, it was really possible for him to escape.

It's a pity that he underestimated the determination of the visitor to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

The night floats on the color of blood, extremely beautiful, but the beauty makes people palpitate.

A few worshipping disciples who had already had a premonition that something bad was going to happen hid in a hole in the ground a hundred meters below.

It was the place where their sect stored spirit stones and all kinds of rare, heavenly and earthly treasures.

On weekdays, trespassing on this place will inevitably be severely punished by the elders of the sect, and some disciples will even be expelled from the mountain gate.

But at this time, a few lowly cultivators didn't care about this, and hid here a few days ago.

A few quarters of an hour earlier, all the light in the underground had suddenly been extinguished, and a few timid disciples did not dare to make a sound, hugging each other to ward off the darkness and fear.

They just want the things out there to stop sooner.

"Have you killed all the people under the Nine Realms?" gasping for breath, he kept swinging his knife all day, and Qin Dong's arms were numb.

Slowly flew into the air, and the uncle's bald head was covered with a layer of oil sweat.

He said, "It should be over, you cut these miles of land with a knife like a field of pears, and the weak ones should all die." ”

Uncle Kamiman rubbed his aching shoulders and guessed.

Uncle Kamiman's shoulder was when he was in the middle of the fire, and he didn't notice that there was still a living one in the pile of dead people, and he was injured by a desperate punch.

The desperate counterattack of the mortal people, he was in pain for an hour and did not recover.

At this moment, a few figures flew back from the sky, and there were only a few people, not as many as when they went.