Chapter 146 Murderous intent leaks out

The underworld, the territory of Da'ao!

Jun Tianxia led thirty Ancestor Immortals and shot towards Changjing rapidly.

Jun Tianxia takes the lead, followed by a group of ancestors and immortals.

"Holy King, is Changjing's current combat power really weak?" an ancestor asked doubtfully.

"Don't worry, in the Yangjian, Zhongshan is hosting a banquet for all the heroes in the world. If Zhongshan doesn't want his body to die in the Yangjian, most of his power will be transferred to the Yangjian. Once there, he will be able to kill Zhongshan in the underworld with one fell swoop!" Jun Tianxia said in a deep voice.

"yes!"

"Come on, it's right in front!" Another ancestor shouted.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise from the sky and the earth, and bursts of mournful screams suddenly sounded. Dark clouds were gathering, and the sky was dark and the earth was dark.

Strong sadness filled the world.

"Wow!"

Blood-red rain fell from the sky, and blood-red mist emerged from the earth.

"Buzz!" Everyone stopped.

There was a look of surprise on each face.

"Holy King, this, this is...!" An ancestor frowned.

Taking a deep breath, Jun Tianxia closed his eyes, as if sensing the heaven and earth, and opened his eyes and said: "In the Yangjian, the great saint has died, in the great mountain in the Yangjian, in the sky!"

"The saint has died? Zhongshan slaughtered the saint?" an ancestor shouted.

"Probably not, but it is certain that the melee between the heroes of Yangjian Beizhou has begun. Hurry up, Zhongshan Yangjian will definitely be overwhelmed!" Jun Tianxia said with a long breath.

"Yes!" Everyone ignored the sky and shot towards Changjing quickly.

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In the Yangjian, the Great Thunder Dojo is the dojo of Cheng Hou, the greatest saint in the world.

There was a thunderous sound from the sky and the earth, dark clouds gathered, mournful screams spread everywhere, blood rain fell, and blood mist rose into the sky.

Within the Big Thunder Dojo, almost everyone walked out of their respective courtyards and looked toward the distant sky through the infinite sea of ​​merit clouds in the sky.

There were seven or eight purple-robed men standing at the entrance of the main hall.

"Hiss, the saint has died. Zhongshan's birthday has just begun, right? A saint has already died?" one of them said in horror.

"Who is the first one to die?"

"Beizhou is dangerous, Da'ao is dangerous, I wonder if Zhongshan is dead!"

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A woman in a purple robe walked out of the gate of a remote palace in the Great Thunder Dojo.

If Zhong Shan were here, he would definitely recognize this girl at a glance as Zi Xun, Zhen Ding, who had a one-night stand with him. She was also the daughter of Gu Shen Tong and the elder of Kaiyang Sect at that time.

Zi Xun looked at the sky, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

"I can't get involved in this battle. Don't let anything happen to you."

The sound was like the sound of a mosquito, and his eyes were full of worry. At the same time, he clenched his hands into fists and dug his nails into his skin, as if he couldn't feel any pain at all.

To the west of Big Thunder Dojo, there is a land of mountains and forests.

In the forest, there is a slightly open space.

A black-robed figure stood in the center. The black-robed figure stood there, as if integrated with the surroundings. When the blood rain came in front of him, it was naturally forced away.

"Hoo!" Two hundred figures suddenly came from the south. All of them were dressed in black.

“Bang, bang, bang………………!”

Two hundred men in black, headed by one person, knelt down on one knee to face the man in black who was standing there at the beginning.

"Hoo!" Two hundred figures came from the west.

"Hoo!" Two hundred figures came from the north!

One after another, eight waves of people came, each wave containing two hundred people. They all knelt down and knelt down to the man in black robe at the beginning.

Each of the eight waves of people has a leader.

"Tianbu, gather together and pay homage to the Commander-in-Chief!"

"Ministry of the land, gather together and pay homage to the Commander-in-Chief!"

"Xuanbu, gather together and pay homage to the Commander-in-Chief!"

"Huang Department, gather together and pay homage to the Commander-in-Chief!"

"Hongbu, gather together and pay homage to the Commander-in-Chief!"

"Huangbu, gather together and pay homage to the Commander-in-Chief!"

"Ube, gather together and pay homage to the Commander-in-Chief!"

"Zhoubu, gather together and pay homage to the Commander-in-Chief!"

The eight leaders said with great respect.

The only standing man in black robe looked around at the kneeling man.

"Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, the ancient universe, the eight tribes, this is the first time you have gathered together!" the man in black robe said calmly.

"Yes!" the eight people said respectfully.

"This battle is no small matter. I don't want to see someone make a mistake!" The man in black robe said coldly.

"yes!"

"The Holy King has a purpose. The target is the Big Thunder Dojo. Except for the Holy Lady's Palace, everyone else is to be assassinated!" the man in black robe said with a cold tone.

"Yes!" everyone responded.

"Ancestor Immortal, I will stab you. Remember, you are not allowed to disturb anyone in the Holy Lady's Palace. Everyone else will be eradicated and no one will be left alive!" The man in black robe said coldly.

"yes!"

"Action!" the standing man in black robe shouted.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"……………………

One thousand six hundred people, like one thousand six hundred sharp arrows, instantly dispersed and shot in all directions, heading towards the Big Thunder Dojo.

After everyone left, the figure of the man in black robe who gave the order flickered and disappeared.

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Yangjian, Beizhou and the world.

When the saint dies, heaven and earth mourn, blood rains from the sky, and blood mist rises from the earth.

All the people in Beizhou were deeply shocked. Killing the Saint? This is the main purpose of this birthday banquet, right?

Not long after the birthday banquet started, a saint already died?

Looking at the square of the Palace of Eternal Life, the faces of the heroes did not change, as if they were taking it for granted. What will happen next?

Lingxiao Tianting.

"call out!"

A stream of light fell from the sky and stopped in the square of Changsheng Palace.

It was none other than another sage from before, Mozi.

Mozi came back, but Mitian had already died.

Mozi looked at the place where Mi Tian had fallen, and took a deep breath. Then he turned to look at Zhong Shan, with curiosity in his eyes as if he wanted to find out.

"King Zhongsheng, Mozi is leaving!" Mozi said.

"Oh?" Zhongshan looked at Mozi.

"I did what I had to do and stopped a saint for Mi Tian. Although Mi Tian eventually died, my favor was repaid. Speaking of which, it's all because of you Zhong Shan! Let's wipe out all the past grudges!"

Mozi said calmly.

Although many people could not see Mozi's face, Zhong Shan could see clearly that there was a relieved smile on Mozi's face.

Favor? Favor from the Huanggu family? Mozi finally paid it off!
To be continued...