Cannon fodder's counterattack

Heaven is cruel, but also kind.

It once gave Jinwu a chance to start over, but Jinwu once again took the wrong path, so his only end was to be wiped out.

"Jinwu, you should have died long ago!"

Yuan Yihuan looked at Jinwu who was trapped in the formation coldly, and couldn't help but think of Fu Ying and Futian.

God is merciful and will always give those who make mistakes a chance to make amends, but it is not willing to give a little hope to the brave men who are willing to sacrifice. What is their fault? Because they insist on the right path in their hearts, do they have to be buried with these damn people?

At this moment, a trace of stubbornness and unyielding arose in her heart. She wanted to step onto the highest realm, go to the top of the gods and ask, why?

Why do the gods of heaven always give hope to bad people and ignore the persistence of righteous monks!

Jinwu stood upright and looked into the distance with an expressionless face, not knowing where his eyes landed.

He said: "There is no right or wrong. I live to pursue the strength that is superior to all living beings. In this situation, I missed a move. You guys take action."

There was no regret or fear on his face. He seemed resigned to his fate, but his brows exuded a sense of ease as he went to die proudly.

Maybe after hundreds of millions of years of planning, he is tired.

He slowly closed his eyes. At the same time, the twelve star array above his head instantly shot out several rays of golden light. The golden light condensed into a huge lightsaber. The dazzling spiritual light lit up and the lightsaber suddenly slashed down.

In the blink of an eye, Jinwu's body and soul turned into little auras. Jinwu, who had disturbed the mainland for hundreds of millions of years, finally completely dissipated at this moment, leaving not even a trace of ashes behind.

"You...you actually killed our sect leader!"

A young man who was isolated on the other side screamed in surprise, and the Tianji Sect disciples gathered around him looked at Yuan Yihuan and the others with hatred.

"Hmph, you want to die!"

Tong Yan sneered, flicked the long whip, and the man was pulled out by her and thrown in front of everyone.

Xiang Ziyu stared at the familiar face and said: "I remember you are the young disciple who has been following Zhenwu. You also had a share of credit for leading us to Futai City. It depends on the situation, you have also practiced Form my evil formation?"

Hearing this, the man panicked for a moment, and then immediately said: "Our sect master is dead. What happens now is not up to you."

"I think you just want to invade our Xuanqing Realm, first our Tianji Sect, then Shenyin Sect and Biyun Sect. When all three sects are destroyed, then it will be...ah!"

Before he could finish his words, his body was thrown away by Shi Yuyao's palm and hit the rocks on the seaside. Then he spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood and fainted half-dead.

"It's just a chess piece with half a step to the golden elixir. How dare you sow discord here? You really don't know the heights of the world!"

Shi Yuyao took back her hand and looked at the aggrieved disciples around her.

Meeting her gaze, everyone who wanted to scream quickly lowered their heads in fear.

Seeing this, Yuan Yihuan said coldly: "The leader of the Tianji Sect practices evil arts and attempts to use the Xuanqing Realm as a bargaining chip to recreate the disaster that happened thousands of years ago. It is our responsibility to kill him, and it is our task to reshape the passage to ascension. , As for the forces in the Xuanqing world, we don’t care and don’t want to interfere!”

She looked at the solemn-looking Fang Zheng and others and warned: "I know your little thoughts, which are just fishing in troubled waters and testing us, but we don't have the time and energy to spend with you."

"The ascension channel of Xuan Qing Realm is about to be reopened. You'd better not act rashly, otherwise..."

With a thought in his mind, Xiaolan immediately understood what she meant. He swept his thick snake tail across the air, and the few people trapped on the sea were knocked out without any defense.

Before they could defend themselves, Xiaohong moved accordingly, flapped her huge wings suddenly, and several of them crashed into the boulders on the seaside.

boom!

There was an explosion, the boulder shattered, and several people fell into the rubble, falling into a ball with the former disciple.

Under the pressure of the two divine beasts, even those people who were in the Nascent Soul stage did not resist at all, and withstood the two blows firmly. The one or two with advanced cultivation were still able to sit up. The rest of the people were only able to vent their breath, not take it in.

Seeing this scene, the crowd was instantly in an uproar.

A voice of admiration suddenly sounded in the sky, "Sure enough, a hero is born in a boy. We are very grateful to these little friends for taking the trouble to help Xuan Qingjie. We hope that these little friends will forgive us for the things we have offended before."

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of people suddenly appeared in front of everyone. The nine leading people were all cultivating gods, and the remaining dozen or so people were cultivating Nascent Soul.

The man who spoke just now took a step forward, nodded to them in a friendly manner, and said with a smile: "I, Yang Qing, I wonder if these little friends can really reshape the ascension passage of the Xuan Qing Realm?"

He has a young appearance, about thirty years old. He is wearing a dark green Taoist robe, a high Taoist crown, a straight face, and gentle eyebrows. He looks much kinder than the several god-transformation monks behind him.

After hearing his words, Yuan Yihuan and the others looked at each other, and a look of understanding flashed across their eyes.

They had long discovered something strange in the clouds, and then guessed that the person coming might be a high-level monk from the Xuan Qing Realm, so what they had done just now was both to intimidate and to show their capital.

It is better to complete the task safely than to fight again.

They bowed their hands and bowed to Yangqing and the others, and Yuan Yihuan said: "Zhenzun Yangqing, no matter whether we can really do it or not, you have no other choice, right?"

Hearing this, Yang Qing frowned subconsciously.

Indeed, for thousands of years, high-level monks in the world have never given up on finding a way to reopen the ascension passage.

They guessed that opening the passage requires immortal power, but it is difficult to find. There is a trace of it in the spiritual jade that is connected to the upper world, but it is difficult to even find the space node, let alone reshape the ascension passage.

He sighed, looked at the confident people, and said seriously: "In that case, I'll leave it to my friends. Yang Qing promises that no matter what happens next, no one will disturb you again."

"Thank you so much Yang Qing Zhenzun!"

They bowed gratefully. They didn't know what would happen after opening the passage. With Yang Qing, the number one person in the Xuanqing world, as a guarantee, they could put their worries aside a little.

"let's go!"

Yuan Yihuan turned to look at the other people, who nodded and flew towards the space node together.

When passing by Yunchen, Han Lu lightly raised his sleeves, and a soft rope snaked away and tied him up.

Yun Chen only felt his body light up, and he suddenly and inexplicably flew into the air.

"Ah...fellow Taoist, what are you doing!"

A scream woke up Xiaolan in the cloud. He looked down lazily and saw a slender figure flying past in front of him with claws and teeth.