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Tianxiangzhou, the state city, although it has fallen into the night, the city is brilliantly lit and bright.

Tianxiang Prefecture is close to Xinyue Prefecture and Hualong Prefecture, so when the news of Song Xiaomo's re-emergence from the mountain reached here, the entire branch altar fell into unease.

Because perhaps, their altar is the target of Song Xiaomo's destruction.

In front of the gate of the altar, it is still guarded by eight Yuan infant guards.

If in the past, these eight guards were just dealing with errands, but tonight, they didn't dare to be the slightest bit sloppy, who knows if Song Xiaomo would suddenly kill, a sloppy one, it is possible to lose his life.

In the sub-altar, there was an inconspicuous little inner plate where sat an old man in gray, who had no breath in his body, like a dead wood without any breath of life.

His name is Nalan Xing, and he was the core elder of the Taiyi Sect many years ago, but since he stepped into the Tribulation, he has stepped down from the position of the core elder and concentrated on cultivating to prepare for the Heavenly Tribulation, and he has sensed that his second Heavenly Tribulation will come within a hundred years.

Ten miles away from the Heavenly Aspect Altar, there is an ordinary mansion, the occupant is a cultivator in the distraction period, he moved here two years ago, and in the past two years, he has almost been in retreat, and he has hardly gone out.

In fact, he is a disciple of the Taiyi Sect, and he was sent here by the General Altar to act as a secret agent, and once there is any change in the branch altar, he needs to report to the General Altar through the teleportation array.

Tonight, Han Mu, who acted as a secret agent, did not practice as usual, because Song Xiaomo had already come out of the mountain again, and it was very likely that he would attack the Heavenly Phase Altar, so he had to cheer up and monitor the movement of the Altar.

Suddenly.

Without warning, a figure appeared beside him.

"You are?"

He didn't even say a complete sentence, but he was pointed at the center of his eyebrows by the visitor, and the finger instantly broke through his protective true yuan, broke into his sea of consciousness, and defeated his yuan infant.

At the same time, ten figures suddenly appeared around the Heavenly Aspect Altar, and they quickly played a series of spells, and then, the entire Altar was surrounded by an invisible energy circle.

"Who?"

Nenalan Xing, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, stepped out, and came to the sky above the altar.

But the ten people around him did not respond to him, but launched a direct attack on him.

"Not good!"

As a Tribulation Cultivator, Nalan Xing's sensitivity was so sensitive, as soon as the ten people made a move, he sensed that these were ten cultivators who were in the same realm as him.

"Run!"

In an instant, he made a decision to flee from this place, but as soon as he communicated with the void, his face changed, because he found that the space where the altar was located was sealed by a mysterious force, and it didn't take a quarter of an hour to break it.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Ten extremely powerful attacks were killed, and in desperation, Nalan Xing could only resist hard.

And the result of hard resistance is serious injury.

"Poof!"

Nalan Xing vomited blood, his expression instantly paused, and he exclaimed, "You are from the Fire God Sect?"

"You know too much, die!"

One sneak attacker stepped in and attacked again, while the other nine sneak attackers cooperated.

After only three rounds of hard resistance, Nalan Xing had no strength to resist, and could only see a sword pierce his eyebrows and pierce his primordial spirit.

"Kill!"

After killing Nalan Xing, ten people flew down directly, turning into the god of death who harvested life, and it only took thirty breaths to kill the thousands of people in the altar cleanly!

Then find the treasure trove of the branch altar and empty the resources inside.

When they left, Song Yan's figure appeared in the altar, looking at those mutilated corpses, even if he had killed many people, he felt that the methods of those ten people were too cruel.

"It's a little different from what I expected, the people of the Vulcan Sect actually didn't go to attack the headquarters of the Taiyi Sect, but instead came to attack their branch altar!"

With a flicker of his figure, Song Yan disappeared in place.

Twenty breaths later, Song Yan appeared near the branch altar of the Taiyi Sect in Dongtian Prefecture, and once again witnessed the scene of the master of the Vulcan Sect killing the master of the Tribulation who was sitting here, and then continuing to kill.

On this night, sixty-three altars of the Taiyi Sect were destroyed, and except for one cultivator in the middle of the tribulation who escaped with serious injuries, the remaining sixty-two tribulation masters who were sitting in the altars were all killed.

According to Song Yan's prediction, there would be no more than one hundred and fifty masters of the Taiyi Sect.

Sixty-two of them died at once, enough to hurt their vitality.

Overnight, the sixty-three altars of the Taiyi Sect were destroyed, which caused a huge sensation in the territory of the Tang Dynasty.

"Song Xiaomo is so cruel that he doesn't even let go of the ordinary disciples of the branch altar!"

"Song Xiaomo is simply the reincarnation of killing demons, he is too cruel, he actually killed so many people!"

The Taiyi Sect's branch altar has as few as two or three thousand people, and as many as five or six thousand people, so that night, the number of Taiyi Sect disciples who were killed reached more than 200,000.

Sitting in a restaurant in Tianxiangzhou City, listening to the surrounding discussions, Song Yan's face was very ugly, he actually carried the pot for the Fire God Sect once.

The key is that he not only carried this pot, but also did not get any benefit at all, you must know that the masters of the Vulcan Sect looted the storage spirit rings on their bodies after killing people.

The matter continues to ferment.

But the Taiyi Sect fell into a strange atmosphere in the main altar.

"Mingtan, you need to give us an explanation!"

More than 30 Tribulation cultivators blocked Mingtan Zhenren and begged for justice, and these more than 30 people were the group of Tribulation masters who went to the branch altar to sit down.

Mingtan's face was unusually ugly.

He never dreamed that the Vulcan Church would suddenly attack the branch altar and kill sixty-two tribulation masters, so where did the remaining tribulation masters dare to continue to stay in the branch altar, they ran back one after another, and aggressively found the master of the sect Mingtan to ask for an explanation.

After a while, Mingtan Zhenren slowly spoke: "Everyone, I didn't expect such a thing to happen, but please rest assured, I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation!"

A Tribulation cultivator sneered: "To put it lightly, how can you explain to us, just because of your ridiculous decision-making, we have lost sixty-two Tribulation masters, you are too incompetent as a master!"

"Yes, you must give us an account immediately, we have to seek justice for our dead fellow Daoists!"

For a while, Mingtan Zhenren's face became more and more ugly.

At this moment, a boy hurriedly came and reported in a panic: "It's not good, we have three more altars destroyed!"

"You stand down first!" Ming Tan Zhenren waved his hand with a gloomy face.

"Yes!"

When the boy saw that the situation was not good, he immediately withdrew.

At this time, another Tribulation Cultivator spoke: "Mingtan, it seems that you are really not suitable to be the head of the sect, if you are allowed to toss like this, I am afraid that the 100,000-year foundation of my Taiyi Sect will be completely defeated by you!"

[Author's digression]: Second change