Hong Huang: Killing millions of immortals with a sword, you call this a drunkard

Gu Changqing was drunk and dazed. He reached for the wine gourd beside him and took a few gulps of the wine.

In an instant, the blood in his body roared like a surging river or a sweeping ocean, vast and endless.

"Hehe... Not bad, not bad!"

"This time... uh... I really have to thank Master Yuanshi for the opportunity!"

He said to himself with a satisfied smile.

Not bad!

For him, this is a great opportunity!

At this time, Gu Changqing's aura increased again, becoming countless times stronger than before.

More importantly, there was almost no need to deliberately activate him. All around him, there were all kinds of obscure, mysterious laws and orders intertwined and flowing.

This made Gu Changqing's origin impossible to see through.

There is no other reason!

That was exactly what Gu Changqing had analyzed from the resentment of the three thousand great Dao demon gods, some of the origin of the great Dao.

Space laws!

The law of time!

The Law of Five Elements!

The law of yin and yang!

.......

It can be said to be endless.

Of course, every law and order is not complete.

But this is enough to be called shocking and sensational.

You know, when the battle of creation broke out in the past, Pangu wiped out three thousand demons by himself.

Afterwards, the ancient world took shape, and the three thousand demons disappeared.

For today's primitive creatures, it is almost impossible to pursue and comprehend the laws and order that have long disappeared.

This time, Gu Changqing was suppressed in the Zhentian Coffin, but it was by chance that he had this realization and gain.

Thinking of this, Gu Changqing couldn't help but reveal a malicious smile.

“Hehe…If Master Yuanshi sees me breaking the Heaven-Suppressing Coffin and coming out again.”

"I don't know... uh... will I be so angry that I vomit blood."

He muttered this.

However, despite this, Gu Changqing was still not in a hurry to break the seal and come out in force.

Without him!

Gu Changqing knew very well that if he wanted to break the suppression of this evil and strange treasure from the Heavenly Dao, it would require the power of a saint.

But at this moment, even if he used all his strength without reservation, he might not be able to do it.

If a worker wants to do his job well, he must first sharpen his tools!

Therefore, Gu Changqing secretly decided to temporarily integrate all the fragments of laws and orders that he had previously realized into himself and gain complete control over them.

Afterwards, it will not be too late to break the Heaven-Suppressing Coffin.

After making this decision, Gu Changqing still looked calm and relaxed.

He lay in the Zhentian Coffin without any image, and didn't seem to be worried at all.

However, the action of drinking could not help but speed up a bit.

For him, drinking is a form of spiritual practice!

As long as the fine wine continues to flow into the stomach, all the fragments of laws and orders will naturally be imprinted in the flesh, blood, and bones, and integrated into the original foundation of the Tao.

As time passed, the eternal silence and depression returned to the Zhentian Coffin!

......

At the same time, in the outside world!

Following the actions of Fengdu, Xihe, Changxi and others.

The huge Kunlun Mountains were also reaching an unprecedented level of noise.

The shadows are so vague that they are countless!

Hundreds of thousands of disciples from Jiejiao had already gathered there, as vast as a sea of ​​smoke.

One after another magical powers evolved, and spiritual treasures were sacrificed, with divine light filling the sky and endless immortal light obscuring everything in the field.

The shouts and cries of killing were deafening and like an overwhelming tidal wave!

It is conceivable that no matter how strong the Chan Sect's protective formation is, how can it withstand such a shocking attack? !

at last!

At a certain moment, under the control of the eleven ancestor witches, the phantom of Pangu in the sky once again launched an earth-shaking attack.

The Axe of Creation in his hand was almost turned into substance.

As it swung, billions of feet of cold light surged, illuminating the universe!

boom......

Finally, the axe fell in a way that shocked everyone.

In the Chan sect, although Randang, Nan Ji Xian Weng, Guang Cheng Zi and others tried their best to maintain the protective formation of the sect.

But everything was in vain!

Click...

Click...

Faintly, all living beings seemed to hear waves of void shattering and exploding.

Looking closely, one can see the tracks of the formation visible to the naked eye. At this moment, under the axe of Pangu's phantom, they are annihilated inch by inch, dissipated into nothingness, and ceased to exist.

"Hiss...the formation of the Chan sect has been broken!"

"Good fellow, the Chan Sect has become another saintly sect whose formation has been lost after the Western Sect."

"Oh my god, Di Jiang and the others are so aggressive and murderous. Is the Saint's lineage really going to be flooded with blood today?!"

“How can Guang Chengzi and his men withstand the attacks of the Eleven Ancestral Witches and their men?!”

"Alas, the saint's lineage has also been breached, how can the saint be invincible?!"

Everyone gasped, sighed, or exclaimed.

Now that the Kunlun barrier no longer exists, everyone has no doubt that once the eleven ancestor witches, Xihe, Changxi, and the disciples of the Jiejiao enter the Chenjiao, there will be an extremely bloody massacre.

And Yuanshi obviously realized this.

At the moment when the formation of the Chan sect was broken, his face suddenly changed and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Di Jiang, you dare to attack my disciple?!"

"I will make you pay a thousand times the price!"

Yuanshi roared angrily and stared at Dijiang and others with a distorted and ferocious expression.

In response, Di Jiang and others just sneered.

At this point, Yuanshi still wanted to shock everyone with just one sentence. Isn't this just wishful thinking? !

What's more, the Wu clan does not respect saints and only respects Pangu.

After hearing Yuanshi's words, Dijiang responded without hesitation:

"Haha, why should we be afraid?!"

Before he finished speaking, Di Jiang suddenly stomped his foot on the ground.

This kick stirred up infinite power, causing the entire Kunlun Mountain to tremble and become crumbling.

Immediately afterwards, everyone's pupils suddenly shrank!

boom!

boom!

boom!

.......

All I heard was a series of muffled explosions.

There were great powers surging up from the earth, like a dragon across the sky, and penetrating directly into the bodies of the disciples of the Chan Sect.

You should know that there are not only Twelve Golden Immortals in the Chan Sect.

Similarly, there are also tens of thousands of ordinary disciples.

However, on ordinary days, only the Twelve Golden Immortals are the most respected by Yuanshi.

Yuanshi, on the other hand, doesn't care about other ordinary disciples at all, so their presence seems to be very weak.

How could an ordinary disciple of the Chan sect withstand such a powerful force penetrating their bodies?

Therefore, one figure after another exploded, and blood rained all over the sky.

However, within a short moment, tens of thousands of ordinary disciples of the Chan sect were killed and their bodies were destroyed.

Such a scene made everyone's eyelids twitch and their hearts tremble!

fierce!

This is too fierce!

He is worthy of being the chief of the Twelve Ancestral Witches!

With just one kick, tens of thousands of disciples of the Chan sect were trampled to death!

The bloody massacre that everyone had previously imagined finally broke out!