The villain rich second generation, the school girl at the beginning wants to kill me!

The sky was pitch black, the wind was blowing, the majestic chaotic giant ax fell, and the body of Shangqing Tianzun directly burst open, blood splattered.

Even if the powerful body of Shangqing Tianzun tried his best to resist, even wrapped his body with the sword drawing of Zhu Xian, there was still a deep visible bone, which spread from the Tianling cover to the thigh injury, and under the inertia of the powerful bombardment, it crashed Falling between the mountains, it kicked up thousands of feet of dust.

The terrible aftermath spread wildly.

Boulders cracked, endless ancient trees collapsed, and boulders mixed with sawdust, forming a huge mudslide.

"Junior brother Shangqing." Taiqing and Yuqing let out a mournful roar, their eyes tearing open.

With such a serious injury, the body is almost divided into two, even if it is the strongest person with the limit of the strongest god, the chance of survival is probably extremely slim.

Soon, several soldiers were seen driving the ancient chariot, and escorted out the bloody, dying, and lost mind of Shangqing Tianzun, avoiding his fate of being engulfed in mudslides.

"Destroy the whole body's strength and hold it up. This young master will execute him Ling Chi in front of the entire Huaxia, so that everyone can understand the fate of betrayal and collusion with other races." Su Yun's voice was indifferent, full of endless murderous intent.

What he hated most were traitors.

At this moment, the endless powerhouse was suffocated and fell into a complete shock.

Su Yun's combat strength is so strong that it is frightening and frightening.

"Only three moves, three moves will kill the respected Chuangpin of Shangqingtian!" A mysterious god said to himself, his voice trembling.

At this moment, the powerhouses who had been paying attention to this battle trembled slightly, expressing horror at Su Yun's powerful fighting power.

Shangqing Tianzun is the supreme powerhouse with the limit of the strongest god, and he has mastered the ancient killing treasures of the Four Swords of Immortals. Looking at the entire human race, and even the entire Azure Star, Shangqing Tianzun can stand at the pinnacle.

There are probably no more than ten fingers who can kill him.

"The pinnacle of the youngest saint ever."

"The body of a saint, beyond the two extremes, beheads the strongest gods and extreme powerhouses."

"What kind of monster is this?"

"I'm afraid at least the four strongest gods will have to join forces to suppress it."

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At this moment, the most frightening thing is the Twelve Ancestral Witch Divine Veins.

You must know that the sum of the twelve ancestral witches' veins is barely comparable to the entire Sanqing's veins, and Di Jiang is the only one who is the strongest at the limit of the gods.

Just like that, the Sanqing Divine Veins were crushed by Su Yun, that is to say, the Twelve Ancestral Witch Lines could not be the opponent of Su Yun's army.

Moreover, Di Jiang had already offended Su Yun before.

In the depths of the endless void, there are twelve tall gods standing tall, with evil spirits billowing, but their expressions are gloomy at this moment.

"Do you want to help Sanqing fight against the army of the Su family?" Di Jiang murmured to himself, turning his head to look at the rest of the ancestral witches.

I wanted to let Sanqing Shenmai test the details of the Su family's army first. After all, Su Yun's target this time was Sanqing Shenmai.

Then, when Su Yun's army declined, the Twelve Ancestral Witches would fight out again, reap the benefits of being a fisherman, and replace the Sanqing Divine Veins, becoming the strongest ancient divine veins in China.

But now, Di Jiang couldn't make up his mind.

"Brother, Su Yun's methods are too ruthless."

"Furthermore, Sanqing's collusion with foreign races is really disgusting. If you join the war at this time, in case you are defeated..." said the contemporary Hou Tu Zuwu, his eyes were like stars, his face was beautiful, and his black hair fluttered slightly.

Her eyes stared at Su Yun without blinking.

The ancestral witch's lineage, the scriptures for cultivation, also inherited the will of the ancient ancestral witch, naturally warlike, and worships the strong.

And Su Yun's strength really shocked the only witch among the twelve ancestor witches.

"Brother, why don't you think about it again?" Zhu Jiuyin said tentatively, looking at Di Jiang unblinkingly, observing his face, while watching the eight thousand spirit warriors driving towards him intentionally or unintentionally. Boat.

His meaning is self-evident.

Once these eight thousand god warships arrive, without the containment of the Dragon Clan and the Kunpeng Clan, it will be a devastating blow to Sanqing Shenmai.

There is no need for Zuwu's lineage to help Sanqing at the risk of completely angering Su Yun and being wiped out.

The other ancestral witches, such as Zhu Rong and Gonggong, also rarely agreed with Zhu Jiuyin's words, and looked at Su Yun with fear in their eyes.

Su Yun's strength really shocked them.

"Alright, I'll think about it again." Di Jiang smiled wryly and nodded.

Think about it again, but Sanqing Yimai, can you wait until he thinks it through?

According to this situation, it won't be long before Sanqing will be killed by Su Yun. What's the point of their appearance then?

To die?

Naturally not.

So he gave up the agreement with Sanqing and betrayed them.

But at this time, seeing Su Yun's display of supreme combat power, he really didn't have the courage to go up with the ancestral witch's veins.

The stakes are too high.

"If my ancient divine veins could be united as one, without intrigue and mutual calculation, why would Su Yun defeat them one by one," Di Jiang said to himself.

The power of the ancient gods, joined hands, will never be weaker than the four big families, especially in terms of the number of top powerhouses, it is even more crushing.

However, it is simply impossible for the major ancient gods to let go of their suspicions and join hands with each other.

At this moment, Di Jiang's heartfelt voice was also the heartfelt voice of many ancient gods.

At this moment, Taiqing's angry roar shook the endless void: "Dijiang, Xiwangmu, Dongwanggong, Zhenyuanzi, and the other bastards who are watching, how long are you going to wait and see.

Nuwa Fuxi's divine veins have been subdued, and my Sanqing's divine veins are about to be destroyed. If you don't make a move, you are waiting for Su Yun to defeat them one by one.

Hurry up! "

Yuqing's eyes were blood red, and she also roared: "I beg you, stop plotting against each other, join hands, and fight Su Yun together."

"After this time, Sanqing Shenmai owes you a great favor, and there will be a big reward in the future."

Taiqing roared again and again: "Can't you see that Su Yuntie is determined to destroy my Sanqing Shenmai, and does not accept our surrender, just to scare you, don't be afraid of him!"

They were almost on the verge of despair.

Shangqing Tianzun was captured alive, surrounded by millions of troops, and the dragon and Kunpeng clans who had high hopes betrayed.

Su Yun, however, did not accept their bowing and surrendering at all, and wanted to completely kill the Sanqing Divine Veins, and let the three Daozong sects inherit their positions.

The many ancient divine veins are the last straw they can grasp at this time.

At this time, Su Yun stood in the sky, holding the giant ax of chaos, and said indifferently: "Continue, don't stop."

He would like to see, until now, which ancient god is still obsessed with it.

Just get rid of it all at once.

He didn't want to waste any more time.