Chapter 862: The True Essence of World Destruction

"Damn it, even if people pay for their lives, we should punish our brother ourselves. When will it be the turn of the Holy Land of the Yin Tomb to teach the saintesses of the Jiutian Pavilion? A senior elder of the Holy Land of the Yin Tomb dares to act recklessly in the Holy City of the Nine Heavens. Is it really easy to bully if Jiutian Pavilion is full of women?"

Standing above the fairy island, the master of the Jiutian Pavilion, full of anger, slapped down a white stone platform in front of him to pieces. ∷△,

"Lin Le, go and bring the saint back." The master of Jiutian Pavilion took a deep breath and said with cold eyes.

"Haha! Why is the pavilion master so angry? The spirit of the Holy Land of the Yin Tomb was killed. We just wanted an explanation, and didn't intend to make the Nine Heavens Saintess pay for his life."

A tall and thin middle-aged man walked forward with fluttering sleeves, and let out a gloomy laugh.

His arrival blocked the real Lin Le who was about to go to the mother river.

The Lord of the Nine Heavens Pavilion narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the middle-aged man who came to the Immortal Island, "Xiu Shiluo, you came quite quickly, and the other masters of the Yin Tomb Holy Land have also come to the Nine Heavens Holy City?"

The master of the Jiutian Pavilion released his mind, and he really felt many powerful auras.

This tall and thin middle-aged man is the head teacher of the Holy Land of the Yin Tomb, Xiu Shiluo.

The head teacher of Yinzhong smiled and said: "I heard that the envoy of the heaven came to the Nine Heavens Holy City, so Xiu immediately opened the ancient holy land transmission array, just to be able to pay homage to the envoy of the Heaven earlier than others. However, he did not expect that when he came to the Nine Heavens Holy City After the city, such an unpleasant thing happened."

The Lord of the Nine Heavens Pavilion said coldly: "Matthew is just an elder of the Holy Land of the Yin Tomb, and I dare not deal with the Saintess of the Nine Heavens Pavilion in the Holy City of the Nine Heavens. You are the one who ordered the capture of the Nine Heavens Saintess Bar?"

The leader of the Yin Tomb said: "Pavilion Master, should our spirits of the Holy Land of the Yin Tomb die in vain?"

"Are you insisting that the Nine Heavens Saintess be buried with the Yin Tomb Spirit?" said the Nine Heavens Pavilion Master.

"If the Saintess of the Nine Heavens is not dead, where will we put the face of the Holy Land of the Yin Tomb? Is there any way to gain a foothold in Middle-earth? This matter is your fault at the Jiutian Pavilion. Even if it goes there, it is our Holy Land of the Yin Tomb. Reasonable." Headmaster Yinzhong gave a gloomy smile.

The Lord of Jiutian Pavilion said: "Even if the Saintess of Jiutian is to be punished, it should be dealt with by our Jiutian Pavilion."

"Pavilion Master, why get angry. There may not be a solution to this matter. As long as the Nine Heavens Saintess can marry the god of the Yin Tomb Holy Land, she will naturally be regarded as a person of the Yin Tomb Holy Land. In this way, the Nine Heavens Saintess does not have to be Execution, Jiutian Pavilion saved face. And it is a happy event for our Holy Land of the Yin Tomb to marry the Nine Heavens Saintess, and it also saved face. In this way, wouldn't everyone be happy?" said the head teacher of the Yin Tomb.

After hearing this, the master of Jiutian Pavilion also showed a pensive expression,

He snorted coldly and said, "A mere Yin Tomb Spirit is like exchanging for the Nine Heavens Saintess whose aptitude does not belong to the Yin Tomb God. Cultivator Luo, your calculations are really deep enough!"

The headmaster of the Yin Tomb smiled and said: "The heads of the major holy lands in the Middle-earth world will definitely come to the Nine Heavens Holy City soon to pay homage to the envoys of the heavens. It is better to regard peace as the most important thing in this matter. If it is because of It would be bad for both of us if we offend the Heavenly Court Envoy!"

The leader of the Yin Tomb is putting pressure on the master of the Jiutian Pavilion, telling her that the leaders of the major holy lands in the Middle-earth world will come to the Jiutian Holy City. Holy land?

The master of Jiutian Pavilion's face was very gloomy and angry, but he had to think carefully for the whole Jiutian Pavilion.

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Ning Xiaochuan stared at the monks in Middle-earth and said word by word: "I'll say it again, release them immediately!"

"Junior, no matter how fierce you are, it's useless. In front of an absolutely powerful force, you don't have any right to speak at all." The elder of the Nine Ruins Holy Land said.

The elder of the Qingmu Holy Land said: "Young man, hand over the Qingtian wood immediately, kneel on the ground, and apologize to the Qingmu God. If he forgives you, we Qingmu Holy Land can no longer pursue this matter."

The elder of the Yin Tomb Holy Land sneered: "Ning Xiaochuan, don't worry, our Yin Tomb Holy Land will not kill the Nine Heavens Saintess, but will marry her to the Yin Tomb Holy Land in a glorious manner, and become our Yin Tomb Holy Land." A woman from Tomb Holy Land."

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Ning Xiaochuan's ears were filled with the voices of the monks from the various holy lands. In the blood orifice of his heart, a wave of evil spirit gradually condensed and formed, blended into the blood, and circulated throughout the body.

There seems to be a voice in his body telling him, "The creatures in this world are all hypocritical, despicable, greedy, indifferent, and selfish. Everything should be destroyed. The world must be destroyed. Only after the destruction can rebirth, a new order, and a new order be established. Ming."

These voices merged with Mosha, gathered into a wave of thoughts, and merged into Ning Xiaochuan's body.

"Wow!"

Ning Xiaochuan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes became different from before, with a sense of indifference, a sense of disappointment for all living beings, and a sense of disappointment for this world!

Seeing Ning Xiaochuan's eyes, all the monks in Middle-earth were slightly startled.

"What are you staring at? How dare you be so rude in front of the elder, kneel down." Yin Zhongshen's body moved sideways, and kicked Ning Xiaochuan's leg, trying to force Ning Xiaochuan to kneel.

"Pfft!"

Ning Xiaochuan didn't even blink his eyes, his five fingers turned into sharp claws, they reached into the body of the God of the Yin Tomb, and pulled out a bloody heart directly.

Yin Zhongshen looked at the heart in Ning Xiaochuan's hands, and then at the bloody skull on his chest, with despair and fear in his eyes, and a ghostly cry, "My...heart..."

Ning Xiaochuan stared closely at the elder in the Holy Land of the Yin Tomb, and patted the face of the Yin Tomb God with his palm. The body of the Yin Tomb God fell directly to the ground, and his eyes were fixed on the sky.

All the monks in Middle-earth were stunned.

"Oh my God! Ning Xiaochuan dared to kill the Yin Tomb God, he must be crazy! Otherwise, how dare he do such a rebellious thing?"

"Obsessed, he must be obsessed, he has become a bloodthirsty demon, the old man will get rid of him for the head teacher of Tiandi Mountain, so that he will not cause harm to the human race."

The elder of the Cyanwood Holy Land exuded the power of a real person in his body, and spit out a mouthful of real yuan.

The true essence was condensed into a flying sword, and it cut towards Ning Xiaochuan with a murderous aura.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a blood-red light full of evil aura came from Ning Xiaochuan's direction.

That piece of blood shattered the flying sword and turned it into wisps of blood mist.

"Ning Xiaochuan has such a strong evil spirit!"

"The soil on the ground turned blood red, what happened?"

Everyone retreated one after another, avoiding from a distance, afraid of getting evil.

Only the elders of the major holy lands did not retreat, because they are all real people, and even survived the thunder tribulation, what is there to be afraid of?

A moment later, they felt a power that made Daren's heart palpitate, emanating from the blood-red light.

"Da da!"

Ning Xiaochuan walked out from the blood, wearing a bloody battle suit and holding a scarlet magic sword, just like Shura who came out of hell.

With every step, the ground shakes.

Although it was just a bloody garment, it weighed tens of millions of catties and was stained with the blood of gods countless times.

"That bloody coat on him... is very problematic. How could there be a demigod's power?"

The senior elder of the Cyanwood Holy Land stared at Ning Xiaochuan who was walking step by step, feeling a sense of fear in his heart.

Naturally, he would not show it on his face, and said coldly: "Ning Xiaochuan, where did you get the bloody clothes?"

"Dead people have no right to ask questions."

Ning Xiaochuan's body surged with blood, and he slashed down with a sword.

The upper elder of the Cyanwood Holy Land felt a huge force, pressing down from the top of his head, and there was a "cracking" sound in his body, and a silver ancient tree grew out of the spine, turning into a towering tree, wrapping him in the center.

"Wow—"

The silver ancient wood was instantly shattered by the magic sword.

The magic sword cut down from between the eyebrows of the elder of the Cyanwood Holy Land, breaking his real body into two halves.

The two halves of the bloody body flew towards the left and right sides.

Ning Xiaochuan still stood there steadily, the bloody clothes on his body were dyed redder!

"The elder of the Cyanwood Holy Land was killed by him with a single sword... He... How did he become so powerful all of a sudden?"

The monks in Middle-earth felt cold all over, and their hands and feet were cold, as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

Not to mention the descendants of the younger generation of the Holy Land, even the real people of the older generation felt the chill in their vests and wanted to turn around and run away immediately.

"puff!"

Ning Xiaochuan's magic sword slashed out again, and another elder of the Holy Land was killed by the sword, and his heart was pierced by the magic sword.

Ning Xiaochuan stepped on his body and directly smashed his body to pieces.

"Ning... Ning Xiaochuan, you have been infected by evil spirits and turned into an evil person!" The elder of the Holy Land of the Yin Tomb stood in front of Ning Xiaochuan, holding a bead-like vessel.

Seeing the killing intent in Ning Xiaochuan's eyes, his wrists were shaking violently.

The elder of the Yin Tomb Holy Land stared slightly at the direction behind Ning Xiaochuan, and saw the elder of the Nine Ruins Holy Land walking out of the void, approaching Ning Xiaochuan slowly from the direction behind Ning Xiaochuan .

That's great!

He wanted to restrain Ning Xiaochuan's attention as much as possible, as long as the elder of the Nine Ruins Holy Land succeeded in sneak attacking, he would no longer have to be afraid of Ning Xiaochuan.

"Ning Xiaochuan, the battle clothes on your body are stained with the blood of demigods. You can't bear it at all, so why don't you take them off immediately." The elder of the Holy Land of the Yin Tomb said sharply.

Without saying a word, Ning Xiaochuan took a step forward, raised his arm, and swung his sword at the elder in the Holy Land of the Yin Tomb.

The moment he raised his sword, the elder of the Nine Ruins Holy Land uttered a loud shout, and struck Ning Xiaochuan's back with his palm.

The senior elder of the Yin Tomb Holy Land showed a smug smile on his old face: "Young man, you are still young..."

The senior elder of the Yin Tomb Holy Land hadn't finished speaking when he heard the scream of the upper elder of the Nine Ruins Holy Land.

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