Pick up a god to cultivate immortality

"Daughter... don't worry! Dad will definitely avenge you! Your life is too miserable!" He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and sighed.

"She is just a young disciple of Fanyin Palace. Killing her is easier than squeezing an ant to death. Once we control various sects and forces, it will not be difficult to destroy the entire Fanyin Palace!"

He Xue chuckled softly, untied his black robe, and revealed a strange woman's face at the shoulder. The face was horrifying and extremely pale. It was none other than He Wenhao's daughter, He Baifeng.

"Kill Luo Qingyan! Kill Luo Qingyan!" He Baifeng's face was constantly distorted and he kept shouting.

He Wenhao couldn't help crying again when he saw He Baifeng's miserable condition. Who knows the pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person away!

Zishi, Zishan Palace.

Countless black energy shuttled through the air, and bloody energy surged into the sky. Countless female disciples of the Purple Shirt Palace fell into a pool of blood, lifeless.

"Roar" "Roar"

The puppets of the demons and the immortal zombies are constantly harvesting the lives of these immortal cultivators. However, their souls after death will also be controlled by the demons, and even the chance of reincarnation is lost, and they cannot be reincarnated as humans.

"Hahaha..." Ling Gui seized the head of Zishan Palace. She was a kind old lady. She usually looked kind to everyone she saw. She always smiled and spoke slowly and softly. of.

But now, her face is scarlet, her expression is crazy, her face is full of bloodthirsty joy, and she no longer has the dignity of being a leader.

Countless disciples died in her hands, and those were the female disciples she loved most in the past.

"Don't kill my junior sister...please...you...don't kill my junior sister..." A seriously injured female disciple hugged the leader's calf and kept begging in a weak voice.

Her whole body was stained red with blood, and there was a spear stuck on her back. The front half of the spear pierced her body, and her blood was constantly flowing out.

Behind her was a six or seven-year-old little girl, looking at the tragic scene in front of her that was like hell on earth, she was trembling with fear and crying in terror, her voice was hoarse.

"Leave no one behind!" Ling Gui smiled at her, but uttered a few cold words.

The next moment, the crutch in his hand hit the seriously injured girl's head hard.

"Go to death in peace, I will send your junior sister to accompany you on the road!" He said loudly.

The puppets and zombies are killing each other non-stop, and the black air flying in the air is getting heavier and heavier. The corpses of the purple-shirted palace are everywhere, and the blood has become a river, and the evil energy is overwhelming.

At this point, the sect that had inherited the faith and hope of countless people was slaughtered in a dark night.

However, there are many other sects of cultivating immortals that were slaughtered overnight like this. The ferocity of the demons caused a bloody storm in the world. Every sect of cultivating immortals was panicked. They were wiped out without any expectation. His methods were too harsh.

The next day, Sanskrit Palace.

"Master, the Demon Sect controlled three forces in one night yesterday and destroyed four immortal sects! Two of the sects are familiar to us! One is the Zishan Palace and the other is the Yunqi Palace! They are both powerful. Qiang, they specifically picked out sects with low cultivation levels to attack!" Guan Xingchen's face was condensed and he told the truth.

Master Qingyan narrowed his eyes and said, "The Demon Sect is suddenly like this. I'm afraid the deployment will not take place in one or two days."