Chapter: 1722

He was chased and killed by a group of monks from the Huangfeng Sect, and when he had nowhere to go, he joined the Tianhe Sect.

For the past two years, he has been thinking that if he confessed his mistake to Master honestly when he was found out for adultery that day, with Master's temper, at most he would only teach himself a lesson, and he might not really do anything to him.

However, at that time, he was terrified, and instinctively stabbed his master...

I heard that after I escaped, the master who had raised me for many years fell seriously ill, and my spirit was not as good as before.

There were sounds of fighting and killing all around his ears, and all kinds of spiritual power fluctuations were intertwined and chaotic. Wei Zhongze didn't know why he had so many wild thoughts in his mind at this juncture.

A figure suddenly descended from the sky. The bronzed skin on the bare upper body of that figure was covered with well-defined muscles. It was full of energy and blood, and the top of its head was bald. It sternly shouted at Wei Zhongze: "Hey, where can the evildoer escape!"

The monk of King Kong Temple! The corners of Wei Zhongze's eyes twitched, and he felt a great crisis enveloping him. Driven by instinct, he stabbed at the monk with a sword.

"What a monster!" the great monk yelled angrily, with blood surging all over his body, he punched Wei Zhongze hard.

After a while, the battle was over, Wei Zhongze lay on the ground with wide-eyed eyes, his life was dying, and there was only one thought churning in his mind.

The monks in the King Kong Temple really deserve their reputation, each one is as tough as a monster...


In a daze, he felt that the blood flowing out of his body had seeped into the ground, linking up with an inexplicable existence.

There are many people who feel the same way as Wei Zhongze, and all of these people are dying.

The Tianhe sect suffered heavy losses, and the monk coalition also suffered losses.

A trapped beast fights fiercely, not to mention these successful monks? Facing the menacing coalition of monks who came to encircle and suppress them, the monks of the Tianhe Cult wanted to survive and had no choice but to fight desperately.

But everyone knows that the Tianhe Sect is about to be destroyed, and after today, there will be no more Tianhe Sect in this world.

"Master, I can't hold it anymore." Xing Mo ran to Tiansheng with blood all over his body, weeping and complaining, "Please ask Master to save our lives!"

Even at this moment, Tiansheng's expression remains as calm as ever, which also gave Xing Mo some inexplicable confidence in him. If Tiansheng is also at a loss like him at this time, then things will really not turn around.

He didn't know what his leader was going to do, but since he put on such an expression that he was sure of winning, he thought there was a good way to deal with it.

He has followed Tiansheng for the longest time, and he also knows Tiansheng's character. Although this leader has been acting arrogant these days, he is actually an extremely cautious person. It can be seen from the fact that he has been ignoring him for so many years. After all the preparations were complete, he suddenly implemented his plan.

Cheng Henfeng also flew over, this sword repairer was missing an arm at the moment, his face was as pale as paper, obviously seriously injured.

Today, the Tianhe Sect, ten out of ten, most of them have died in battle, and they are still alive, and they will not survive today.

"It's time too!" Tiansheng said leisurely, and finally made a move.

He stepped forward and walked in the air, as if there were layers of steps invisible to the naked eye in the void, supporting his body and walking forward.

And the goal of his actions is the Baizhang altar that has been standing not far away.

As if to coincide with some general trend, every step of Tiansheng's fall was like a drum and hammer, making a dull sound.

All the voices between heaven and earth disappeared invisible, and the noisy battlefield also returned to calm at this moment. Everyone's eyes were involuntarily attracted by Tiansheng, and they looked up.

Tiansheng's steps seemed unhurried, but in fact it was only two breaths before he landed on the altar. He lifted the hem of his clothes behind him, flicked it lightly, and sat in lotus position, his eyes swept across Sifang, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth, said softly: "Everyone has come from afar, thank you for your hard work."

Although the voice was soft, under the blessing of his spiritual power, it spread throughout the battlefield. In an instant, the place where the altar was located seemed to be the center of the world.

"I would like to thank you all for allowing my leader to collect enough blood to start this big formation. My leader will remember you, and Longteng Realm will also remember you. Without further ado, my leader will start now. This is what my leader wants to do. You waited so hard to find the way out!"

"Tiansheng old thief, die!" An angry shout came, and with this angry shout came a shocking sword light. JrNovels.com