In those years, the cultivators we cut together

Three Thousand Continent, Seven Kill Continent, Qiankun Dao Yuezong

The Qiankun Daoyue Sect was originally one of the sects of cultivating immortals with the most powerful and powerful people in the Seven Kills Continent.

And more than 400 years ago, the world of cultivating immortals collapsed because Li Mingru and Mu Chaoge teamed up to fight against Zongheng Taoist. In one fell swoop, it became the strongest sect in the Seven Kills Continent, and there is no such thing as "one of them".

Of course, the other sects in the Qisha Continent are not without their ancestors, but unfortunately they are not Duanmuhui's opponents. After all, Duanmuhui is the existence closest to the peak of the heavenly realm. Compared with Li Mingru, Jiang Taiqing, and Shangguan Dabu, Luo Wujin, Lu Hanxin, the top bosses who are so powerful in all directions, there is only a thin line of difference.

However, unfortunately, such a sect with a profound heritage, inherited for dozens of generations, and considered a top-notch sect even in the entire Three Thousand Continents, has suffered catastrophe today!

At this moment, endless blackness covered the sky, and the sect of Qiankun Daoyue Sect was also firmly shrouded. The sect was full of flames, corpses littered the field, and raging fires were burning everywhere. Countless disciples of Qiankun Daoyue Sect Dying is wounded, howling in pain, more than a dozen elders of the sect lie in a pool of flames and blood at the sect's main hall, which has become a raging ruin, dying.

"Stop struggling, aren't you tired? I've locked the entire mountain, and you won't be able to release any news."

In the raging fire, Lin Zhili, who was still wearing the costume of an outer disciple of the Eclipse Dao Sect, pinched a blood-stained old man and walked out of the flames with a smile.

"Mr. Duanmu, I respect you for being a smart person. Do you accept my proposal?"

In the arena, Duanmuhui, whose throat was choked, looked at him with despair and did not speak.

Seeing this, Lin Zhili continued to laugh and said:

"Mr. Duanmu, you are the founding patriarch of the Moon Sect of Qiankun Dao, the strongest person I have ever met in the Qisha Continent. My butt hurts until now, it's really amazing, now, I've always been very polite, I don't care about the past, I still have a lot of adults."

As he spoke, Lin Zhili pinched Duanmuhui's throat with one hand, and condensed a small gray worm from his palm with the other, and said with a smile:

"This is the little bug I condensed with the power of chaos. Come, eat it. From now on, you will be the emperor of our Shengxian Dynasty."

In the arena, Duanmuhui looked at the screaming disciples from the corner of his eye, and then at the little bugs who were eager to try, with fierce struggle flashing in his eyes.

Seeing his struggling expression, Lin Zhili continued to smile and seduce: "Come on, don't be shy, I added some cumin, it tastes very good, come and let me feed you, ah~"

"Crack!"

Just as Lin Zhili said "Ah~" in the middle, a figure suddenly staggered and stood up in the raging fire in the distance.

The figure was a middle-aged man with disheveled hair and blood all over his body. His injuries were so severe that it was horrible to look at. His Taoist robe was completely stained with blood, and his left arm was even more empty. Only the shoulder was torn The huge wound he had opened was shocking, but even so, his bloody right hand still barely held a broken sword.

"Evil... Demon... Crooked... Dao..."

Seeing the man standing up from the flames, Lin Zhili was stunned for a moment, then asked with a smile:

"Aren't you the current suzerain of Qiankun Daoyue Sect? What's your name? Oh, yes, Duanmu Qinglong, are you still alive?"

After asking, Lin Zhili looked at Duanmuhui in his hand, and asked with a smile:

"Mr. Duanmu, this person and you both have the surname Duanmu, is your Yun grandson?"

Duanmuhui, who was already dying, struggled a bit, then shook his head with difficulty:

"The old man is the ancestor of the sect. In order to commemorate the old man, the disciples of later generations will put the old man's surname on every head of the sect."

After finishing speaking, Duanmu Hui paused for a while, and added:

"Actually, the old man and Qinglong are not very familiar."

"Oh, that's it." Lin Zhili nodded in a sudden realization.

"Evil!"

A violent roar suddenly came from the mouth of the dying Duanmu Qinglong.

Standing in the flames, holding the broken sword with his remaining right hand, he said to Lin Zhili in a deep voice:

"We... singled out!"

Hearing these words, Lin Zhili burst into laughter immediately.

A bastard who has not reached the heaven and man realm is also worthy of a one-on-one fight with himself?Oh Te!

Holding Duanmu Hui, he mocked with a smile:

"Look behind you."

Hearing this, Duanmu Qinglong, who was already at the end of his strength, froze for a moment, then subconsciously turned around, and then, he saw four silent old men standing behind him.

Seeing these four old men, Duanmu Qinglong, who was covered in scars, immediately lifted his spirits and said excitedly:

"The current suzerain of Qiankun Daoyue Sect, Duanmu Qinglong, has met Senior Tu, Senior Zhang, Senior Bai, and Senior Shi."

In the raging fire, his body was still dripping blood, regardless of his injuries, he took the initiative to ask for help:

"Four seniors, this evil spirit killed my disciple and hurt my ancestor, it's too much for heaven's sake, I ask the four seniors to kill the demons and demons, and save my sect!"

The four old men in front of me are all in the realm of heaven and man, they are the ancestors of the other four sects in the Seven Killing Continent, and they also came down from the world of cultivating immortals back then. At this moment, Duanmu Qinglong was very excited, thinking that the four seniors would definitely be able to kill the evil spirits if they took action together.

In the arena, his blood-stained face looked expectantly at the four old men, but after watching for a long time, his smile froze completely.

These four seniors, these four righteous seniors whom he respected immensely, all bowed their heads at this moment.

"Four seniors, you..."

"They have taken my Chaos Insect long ago and became members of my Shengxian Dynasty."

Behind him, piercing laughter came again, and Duanmu Qinglong turned around in disbelief when he heard it, and as soon as he turned around, he saw that his ancestor swallowed the worm given by Lin Zhili, and then... faced Lin Zhili See you on one knee!

At this moment, Duanmu Qinglong with only one right hand was left in complete despair.

He looked at the first ancestor he respected, yearned for, and loved all his life, and then at the four respected righteous seniors behind him, and finally, he showed an extremely sad smile.

At this moment, desperate and tragic laughter echoed in the raging fire, and several elders in the Heavenly Human Realm lowered their heads and listened without saying a word.

Lin Zhili looked at this scene with a smile, and thought it was very interesting. He was not in a hurry and was going to the next continent in two days, so he was in a very good mood now, and he took the initiative to say hello to Duanmu Qinglong who was laughing in despair:

"You seem to be quite kind. I appreciate you. Come on, I will make an exception and swallow a Chaos Insect for you. We will be a family in the future. I will help you break through the realm of heaven and man."

In the arena, Duanmu Qinglong, who was covered in blood and flesh, held the broken sword. After a desperate laugh, he suddenly sneered, then slowly raised the broken sword, pointed at Lin Zhili and said coldly:

"The evil spirit is crooked, it is not worthy to be with me!"

As soon as the words fell, he flew towards Lin Zhili!

At that moment, Duanmu Qinglong was holding a broken sword, leaning against the raging fire, with disheveled hair, and let out a deafening roar!

"Evil! Suffer death!!!"

Lin Zhili, who was holding his arms, rolled his eyes when he saw this, and snorted coldly:

"I don't know how to flatter you, hehe!"

After speaking, blast out with a palm!The overwhelming black light instantly engulfed Duanmu Qinglong.

At that moment, looking at the endless black streamer in front of his eyes, Duanmu Qinglong only had four words in his mind.

It was when he was six years old, the first day he entered the sect, and he asked his master why he was cultivating immortality, and the master told him.

Kill the demons!

Kill the demons!

Kill the demons!