The half-saint in the Heavenly Pure Land Sect, with strong anger and murderous intent soaring into the sky!

But he could only stop at the edge of the Thunder Tribulation area and watched his sect's small heavenly half-saint be killed by Jun Wuxie in the Thunder Tribulation area.

This made him feel deeply frustrated and powerless.

This feeling made his inner violence and murderous intent even more exciting.

"Sir!"

He gritted his teeth, a ridge appeared on his face, and even strands of blood appeared in his cold eyes.

Semi-saint, for a sect, it is the top combat power and the pillars and beams that support the foundation!

Although it is only a semi-saint of the small heavenly throne, in this era, it is basically a foregone conclusion that the small heavenly throne breaks through the middle heavenly throne, and it is not even difficult to break through to the great heavenly throne.

Now, just like this, the fifteen people are destined to have no way to survive and will be wiped out. What a great loss!

Even a few months ago, the Soldiers did not bring such serious losses to them. The loss was more dignity, but this time it was a real loss of cutting-edge combat power!

ah!!

In the thunder tribulation area, heart-wrenching screams came from time to time from the thunder sword pouring down from time to time.

The sound is transmitted far away!

The sound of the semi-saint powerful man before his death was extremely penetrating, and he still did not attenuate at all when he reached thousands of miles away.

"It's really a shame and humiliation that we old guys who have lived for thousands of years have been plotted by a child!"

In a very far away area, several old men looked at the distant sky with cold eyes.

Their eyes penetrated the sky and reached the tribulation area.

"It can be broken into the hands of the Soldier, but it can be comforted by itself, but it can be broken into the hands of a child who is surviving the great disaster of the Holy Sect. If we cannot kill it, we will always be nailed to the pillar of shame in the cultivation world.

Oh, after all ages, people will still laugh at us when talking about this matter!"

"How, are we going to take action?"

"No need, it's enough to have the fellow Taoist of Tianjing Sect take action! We are the semi-saints of the middle heaven. If we take action to chase and kill that little evil, we may completely anger the Soldier Saint. At that time, not only will we not be able to kill him, but we will also have to give him a gift.

The sect is causing huge trouble!”

"My fellow Taoist's concerns are also ours. Besides, a semi-saint in the middle heaven's position takes action is no different from a few of us half-saints in the middle heaven. In front of the semi-saint in the middle heaven, that kid is just an ant

!”

"I'm afraid that there are some ancient treasures we don't know about him, which will help him escape!"

"Ancient treasure? Any ancient treasure is useless to face the pursuit of the semi-saint of the Zhongtian throne. At most, it will only make him struggle a few more times. As long as the military saint does not come out, the fellow Taoists of Tianjing Sect can keep chasing the boy.

He will die without a place to stay!"

...

The Ancient Phoenix Sect, the Golden Ancient City, and the Semi-Saint of the Central Heavenly Stage of the Soul Hunting Hall were coldly concerned and talking to each other through several large mountains.

The middle-class semi-saint of the Tianjing Sect is the person chosen by their four supreme masters to appear on their behalf.

Considering that multiple Zhongtian positions take action, it is very likely to make the Soldier Saint angry. If one person comes forward, he can test the Soldier Saint's bottom line, so there is no need to let many people take risks.

They all had a gray face, their eyes were full of anger and their bodies were full of resentment.

The loss this time was really too great, beyond imagination.

Especially the Semi-saint of the Central Heavenly Realm in the Soul Hunting Hall was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Back then, the Soldiers strongly killed dozens of their small heavenly semi-saints, and today they lost fifteen more.

These semi-saints have accumulated over the years to achieve their current number. Even if they lose one person, it will be a big loss, let alone lose fifteen people at once!

In the thunder tribulation area, every moment, a half-saint screamed through the mountains and reached their ears, causing the muscles on their faces to twitch violently, their chests fluctuated violently, and the veins on their necks were bulging.

Get up.

"No, you can't just watch them die!"

Several semi-saints in the middle heaven were discussed and then sent a message to the semi-saints in the middle heaven in the Tianjing Sect in front of the Thunder Tribulation area.

"Can this work? It probably won't work!"

"You have to try it if it is OK!"

...

In front of the Thunder Tribulation Zone, the half-saint of the Heavenly Realm in the Tianjing Sect received a message, and then said coldly to it: "Boy, stop, don't kill them first, let's talk?"

Jun Wuxie has killed more than a dozen semi-saints at this moment, including Tianjing Sect, Ancient Phoenix Sect, Golden Ancient City, and Soul Hunting Hall. He has harvested a lot of semi-saint blood and is very happy and satisfied.

These resources delivered to the door are out of print.

After all, since ancient times, how many people have been able to kill the half-saint and use their blood to cultivate disciples of the sect?

Hearing the words of the semi-saint of the Pure Land Sect that day, he couldn't help but sneer and responded: "What can I talk about? What do you want to talk to me?"

"Of course I'm going to have a deal with you!" The half-saint of Zhongtian said in a deep voice: "Everyone knows that you are Wuxie and value friendship. I also agree with this, so I think we have

Talk about it.”

"Oh? Then I want to thank you for your praise." Jun Wuxie sneered at the corner of his mouth. He wanted to see what tricks that guy could do. He said while enduring the bombardment of the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Tribulation.

: "What do you want to talk about?"

"Talk about your life and death, talk about your confidante, talk about your friends, talk about your master, talk about your Great Zhou, talk about your life and death of everyone related to you! Are you interested?"

"Hahaha!" Jun Wuxie couldn't help but sneer when he heard this: "What qualifications do you have to talk to me about these things? Why do I need to talk to you about their life and death? Who are you?"

"Boy, don't be overwhelmed by arrogance!" The half-saint of the Zhongtian throne was so angry that he breathed heavily. A Holy Sect, who had not yet passed the tribulation, dared to question what he was?

"There is a very strong military saint behind you. She can protect your life in many cases, but have you ever thought about the women around you, your friends, your teachers, and your Dazhou,

If they face life and death, will the Soldiers stand up to protect them?"

When Jun Wuxie heard this, his anger suddenly burned, and he said in a cold voice: "I mean, do you want to use everyone around me, including the sect and the Great Zhou?"

"It's not a threat, you can understand it yourself. I just want to exchange your life for you."

"Is that true, how do you change your life?"

The half-saint in the Heavenly Pure Sect carried their hands on their backs, raised their heads slightly to look at the center of the Thunder Tribulation area, and said, "Use everything you care about, the lives of countless people, to exchange for the lives of all the half-saints in the Thunder Tribulation area.

”

"Even if I don't kill them, the heavenly tribulation will surely kill them. Do you think they can survive today?"

"Of course I can live!" said the half-saint of the Heavenly Territory of Tianjing Sect lightly: "If you commit suicide, the core heavenly tribulation will be interrupted. At that time, I will have the means to save them!"

When Jun Wuxie heard this, he was amused and said, "So, are you going to force me to commit suicide with everything I care about in exchange for their chance of survival?"

"Is there any problem?" the half-saint sneered: "You should see the situation clearly. My Tianjing Sect is the supreme ruler of the world, the ancient Phoenix Sect, the golden ancient city, and the soul hunting hall are the same! The four supreme rulers are in a rage,

Whether you want to destroy your sect, the Great Zhou Dynasty, or your beauty, they must not exist. Anyone who is our will to kill will be killed!"

"Don't you think it's cost-effective to use your life to exchange for their peace? I can replace my Tianjing Sect, the Ancient Phoenix Sect, the Golden Ancient City, and the Soul Hunting Hall. As long as you commit suicide, we will not be able to do it again.

If you move your sect and the Great Zhou, you will not touch your women. After all, for us, life and death have no meaning."

There was a slight silence in the thunder tribulation area, and then Jun Wuxie's voice came: "Do you think I have another choice?"

"What do you think?" The middle-class half-saint of Tianjing Sect smiled. After all, they are the great mountains that are under the hearts of the world, and cannot be shaken. The boy has begun to shake, so he said again: "I think,

You don't have it."

"Yes, I don't have, I never had a second choice..."

Jun Wuxie's voice came out, and then a scream was heard. The shrill sound pierced the sky, shaking the mountains and rivers, making people's ears break.

"I have never had the only choice, that is to kill you and so on!"

Jun Wuxie's voice came out again, with an unshakable will to kill.

Along with his voice, a bloody head was thrown out.

The head streaked through the sky for thousands of miles, thundering like a meteor at the feet of the half-saint of the Middle Heaven, splashing dust all over the ground.

If it weren't for the mysterious field here protecting the mountains, such power would have caused the earth to burst into an abyss.

The half-saint of the Zhongtian rank looked down at the bloody head under his feet. It was the half-saint of the Tianjing Sect. His eyes were wide open, and the whole head was deformed, his face was blurred and fleshy. The side of the head was deep and sunken.

His head was smashed.

His pupils shrink violently, his whole body trembled, his chest was bullied violently, his neck was rushing, and he said sternly: "Mr. Your sect, your Dazhou, and everyone around you will definitely die! If you kill you this time, I will wait.

The four powerful people of the sect will go to flatten the Great Zhou and you, Zhuxian Sword Sect!”

"Go, I'm so scared, go quickly, don't be too slow!"

Jun Wuxie is unmoved and wants to move Dazhou?

Do you really think the Xuanyuan clan is a vegetarian?

Even if the Xuanyuan clan is defeated, you have to ask whether Xuanyuan Zhan Divine Sword agrees!

As for the Zhuxian Sword Sect who wants to destroy him, that's great. Go early, go early and go early and get older.
To be continued...