Cultivation from the top

Chapter 97
The corner of Kunlun Mountain City, which had already been turned into ruins, has now not only expanded, but also become more dilapidated.

If no one gave me a slap in the face, I would never have imagined that scenes that originally only appeared in games or film and television dramas would appear in real life, and it would make people feel palpitating.

Large swathes of urban infrastructure have been destroyed.

The neighborhood is littered with pits and the remains of tall buildings.

Except for two breathing creatures, no mortal escaped here in sleep.

Both adults and children.

Even a few mortals who haven't fallen asleep, got up from the bed after a sun-like fireball appeared in the block, and wanted to see what happened, but they were also affected by the same range attack and became fly ash.

The battle between immortal cultivators is so brutal.

……

Yanhuo Shangzun, who had revealed his real body, had now turned into that thin old man, lying on the ruins.

Both legs have been broken, and the remaining parts are like two sugarcane knots, hanging weakly under the body.

Lord Yanhuo no longer had the same majesty as before, but he was holding his own chest that had been pierced with a big hole, barely supporting the operation of life.

Standing less than two meters above the flames, it is Jun Zizai.

Holding a knight's spear and a round shield, he asked the Lord Yanhuo with great interest.

"Are you still fighting?"

Jun Zizai didn't have any damage on his body, not even the clothes were dusty.

As Jun Zizai's opponent, Yanhuo Shangzun almost suffered a disastrous defeat.

Lord Yanhuo knew that even if he knelt down and begged this man for forgiveness, it would be meaningless.

This kind of person is extremely cruel and has no mercy towards other creatures.

The big hair behind Jun Zizai has turned into two knots, while the second hair has been directly pierced through the chest by a steel bar, just like Yanhuo Shangzun, barely supporting his life.

My teammates have become like that, instead of trying to rescue them, they ask the opponent who has lost the ability to resist, "Are you still fighting?"

This kind of person's heart is so dark.

Yanhuo Shangzun swallowed the blood welling up in his throat.

"This deity has been walking in the world for more than 300 years, and I have never seen such a petty person like you! Who are you?"

Even though he was defeated by his subordinates, Shangzun Yanhuo still refused to accept softness, and still looked down on the yellow-haired boy in front of him.

"The old man is about to die, but his mouth is still stubborn."

Jun Zizai sneered and raised the knight spear in his hand.

Because the next blow will completely erase the existence of Yanhuo Shangzun, whether it is physical or mental.

Therefore, there is no need to prepare additional means for mental attacks.

"Listen up! Old thing! This will be the last sentence you hear in this world. You must listen carefully! You must listen carefully! Don't miss a single word! Don't forget a single bit! It must be engraved on your Soul! Remember this name forever and ever!"

Spell: Piercing Lance

Jun Zizai has already prepared the spell, and it will be released in the next second.

"I am the head of the [-]th generation of the Jun family, the supreme supreme, the king is at ease!"

The knight's spear in his hand was thrown towards the Fire Lord, and with the sound of air tearing and aura explosion, he rushed towards the immobile opponent.

"Jun Zizai! This deity will definitely come back! Just wait!"

The knight's spear was subjected to more than aura added to it, and it exploded the moment it pierced Yanhuo Shangzun.

The aura within the spear was like aqua regia that could melt everything, directly devouring the Yanhuo Supreme Master without any residue left.

Lord Yanhuo didn't feel any pain at the last moment, which is considered a kind of kindness.

Jun Zizai raised his eyebrows, looked at the ground that had turned into a puddle of lava, and said a word with regret.

"Oh, I thought I could survive it, at least with a whole body. This is great, isn't there no oil and water for fishing?"

"Master Jun... please help me..."

Ermao woke up from a coma, but his body had lost the ability to move.Seeing the big hair that has been broken into two pieces, it's heartfelt.Then he applied to his captain for rescue.

Listening to Er Mao's intermittent voice, the corners of Jun Zizai's lowered mouth rose again.

"Ermao!"

Jun Zizai rushed to Er Mao's side, grabbed the hand that was hanging down, and held it tightly in front of his chest, even the tears flowed from his eyes, which moved people, made people sad, and made people have to admire Jun Zizai for his colleagues His feelings are as deep as his own brothers.

"Master Jun... don't cry..."

Er Mao was taken aback when he saw Jun Zizai like this, because he had never seen Jun Zizai like this before.

In Ermao's impression, Jun Zizai should be an unsmiling, rigorous captain who can handle everything perfectly and is extremely reliable.The current appearance really moved Ermao a little.

"Ermao, I'm sorry!"

After all, Jun Zizai burst into tears, pulling Er Mao's arm and pulling Er Mao's wound, causing Er Mao's face to twitch slightly.

However, Er Mao didn't blame Jun Zizai for this matter, but comforted him instead.

"Master Jun..."

"Liu Dazhuang took the lead, it's my fault! If I had come here by myself, this tragedy would not have happened!"

"Second Sister Liu was directly blown to pieces by that old bastard, my fault! If I stood in front of her at that time, she would have survived!"

"Big Mao was split into two pieces by that old guy, my fault! I took care of you so it wouldn't happen!"

"You look like this, it's my fault! If I had used the spell earlier, you would have survived safely!"

Crying so sadly, so moved, Ermao couldn't bear to remind Jun Zizai that his arm was about to be torn off.

Perhaps, when a man is most vulnerable, he is powerless to watch his brothers and sisters lose their lives in one disaster after another.

Ermao thought so, opened his mouth, and said another sentence.

"Master Jun... I don't blame you... It's because we can't cultivate... I really don't blame you..."

"Ermao! I avenged you! See if that old guy was beaten to death by me! I really worked hard! I regret it so much!"

Jun Zizai beat his chest and stomped his feet, as if mourning a concubine.

Even when I was crying, I didn't catch my breath and coughed for 1 minute before returning to normal.

"Lord Jun... I really don't blame you... You don't have to blame yourself..."

"Ermao, do you really forgive me?"

Jun Zi raised his face full of tears, snot, and even a little saliva, and looked at Er Mao, whose face had turned pale.

"Master Jun, don't blame yourself...we all believe in you..."

Spell: Soul Forge

Spell: Burn Flesh

Jun Zizai hugged Er Mao, whose life was like a dying candle, and burst into tears.

(End of this chapter)