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

With one kick from Dijiang, the energy of the earth surged, and the bodies of the disciples of the Chan sect exploded and died.

This scene also made Zhu Jiuyin, Zhu Rong, and even Xihe, Changxi and others look very happy.

"Humph, you dare to kill Fellow Daoist Changqing!"

"Yuanshi, I want to see if you can watch your disciples die one by one."

Zhu Rong shouted loudly and then attacked violently.

He waved his hand, and the laws swept out in a mighty force.

In an instant, flames condensed from the sky, covering the entire sky and filling the vast Kunlun Mountains.

The raging fire burns everything!

In a blink of an eye, many more disciples were involved.

Waves of shrill screams rang out, but to no avail.

In just a short moment, all the disciples of the Chan sect were completely burned to nothingness, reduced to ashes, with no remains left.

Xihe and Changxi followed closely behind, evolving top-level magical powers and becoming unrivaled in their attacks.

The energy of Taiyin flows, invisible and intangible, and cannot be grasped.

But the power of Taiyin emanating from it can freeze everything in an instant, making everything silent.

Under the influence of such terrifying magical power, the blood and qi of the disciples of the Chan Sect seemed to stagnate instantly, and they stood there in a daze.

It’s not that they don’t want to move, but Xihe and Changxi exude such enormous pressure that they are so captivating that no one dares to move at all.

It seemed as if he was afraid of attracting the attention of the two goddesses, which would bring him death in the next moment.

Randang's expression was solemn and dignified, and he looked at the Goddess of Taiyin and others with fear.

Although he is the deputy leader of the Chan Sect, his improvement has been extremely limited over the endless years.

Even if he was facing the ancient witches like Dijiang and Zhu Jiuyin, Ran Deng was not sure of victory.

Not to mention the two women, Xihe and Changxi, who are at the sub-sage level.

Frightened!

Shocked!

An extremely pessimistic mood filled the vast Chan sect, making every disciple of the Chan sect look as pale as death, with their scalp ripping and their hair standing on end.

You know, Gu Changqing's life or death now concerns the hearts of everyone including the Wu clan, Xihe and Changxi.

Everyone was already filled with anger at Laozi and Yuanshi for using such a ferocious and rare treasure as the Heaven-Suppressing Coffin.

At this moment, it poured out mercilessly.

Therefore, led by the eleven ancestor witches, they appear to be in a strong posture that can sweep across Kunlun Mountain.

In just a few breaths, looking around, the Kunlun Mountains were already a river of blood and mountains of corpses.

Except for his direct disciples, almost all other ordinary disciples were killed in the battlefield.

Seeing this scene, Yuanshi’s eyes were bloodshot and his expression was extremely ferocious.

"Asshole, stop it!"

"Tongtian, quickly stop those Wu clan members!"

Yuanshi was furious and roared repeatedly.

Even under great urgency and helplessness, he shouted like this facing Tongtian.

After all, Tongtian is Gu Changqing's master. If he speaks, it will still have enough weight for Di Jiang and others.

However, Tongtian just sneered coldly in response.

"If my disciple Changqing dies, then your Chan sect will no longer have any reason to exist."

Cold and fierce!

Kill!

It is no exaggeration to say that Tongtian at this time showed unprecedented decisiveness, or ruthlessness, in killing.

Such a resolute attitude stunned Yuanshi.

"you......"

But before he could say anything more.

In the field, Di Jiang also echoed with hatred and anger:

"Not bad!"

"Today, I will make you, the entire Chan Sect, be buried with Fellow Daoist Changqing!"

Before he finished speaking, Di Jiang suddenly jumped up.

He has a tall and strong figure with muscular body.

Such a violent charge was like that of an ancient wild beast, and the sense of oppression was astonishing.

In a flash, Dijiang descended directly beside Guangchengzi and others.

He punched out without hesitation!

This punch landed on the body of Lingbao Master with unstoppable force.

The latter's body exploded, and blood rained down from the sky.

He didn't even have time to let out a scream.

One of the twelve golden immortals of the past has fallen again.

Seeing this, everyone gasped.

Good guy!

It was not enough for the Eleven Ancestral Witches and others to kill all the disciples of the Chan Sect.

Next, are they finally going to take action against the direct disciples of the Chan Sect? !

Yuanshi was even more furious, his eyes were bloodshot and he was filled with murderous intent, but he seemed helpless.

......

It was when Di Jiang and others launched a violent attack.

Duobao, Jinling and other disciples of the Chan sect had no intention of participating in the war.

Everyone had already gathered beside the Zhentian Coffin.

"Junior Brother Changqing, could you have heard the voices we are waiting for?!"

"Junior Brother Changqing, please wait for a response!"

"Hurry up and dispel the evil spirit of this Heaven-Suppressing Coffin. Perhaps it can also relieve some of the pressure and crisis for Senior Brother Changqing."

Everyone spoke in all directions.

As they were talking, several people took action immediately.

Waves of great power were unleashed without reservation, covering the Zhentian Coffin in an effort to dissolve the extremely strong evil spirit and protect Gu Changqing from harm.

For Duobao and the others, even if they killed all the disciples of the Chan Sect and razed Kunlun Mountain to the ground, what would that matter? !

What they care about most is still the safe return of their senior brothers and sisters, which is the most important thing.

That look of deep love and willingness to sacrifice everything for something makes everyone feel deeply moved and envious.

If I could have such a fellow disciple after practicing for a lifetime, I would die without regrets.

......

Let’s talk about Gu Changqing at this time!

At a certain moment, he sat upright in the Zhentian Coffin and finally opened his eyes.

In an instant, his eyes became deep, as if thousands of lights were flowing, dazzling and breathtaking.

By this time, he had completely integrated some of the Three Thousand Great Dao Principles that he had previously comprehended.

Although there was still a lingering hint of drunkenness in his eyes and eyebrows, he now looked dignified, his body glowed, and he looked majestic and majestic.

With a satisfied smile, Gu Changqing took a few big gulps of the wine.

It was not until this moment that he finally became aware of everything in the outside world.

The voices of Duobao and others were faintly heard in the Zhentian Coffin.

This brought an indescribable smile to Gu Changqing's face.

Although he is usually drunk and cynical.

However, he could clearly sense the concern of his fellow disciples and others.

This made Gu Changqing's face soften.

"Hehe...I'm sorry to have made you brothers worried."

"It seems that it is time to go out..."

Gu Changqing spoke calmly, but his words were filled with the rhythm of the supreme Dao and fell into the outside world.

This seemingly light-hearted remark, when spread to the outside world and heard by everyone present, was no less than a thunderclap.

"It's time to go out..."

The words echoed faintly.

For a moment, everyone's faces changed drastically, and their pupils shrank suddenly as they looked in the direction of the Zhentian Coffin.