Daily life under the hands of mad critics

Chapter 107
Seeing the situation below in mid-air, the Daoyuan Sect master stopped the sword in his hand, and felt a chill in his heart.

This battle is lost.

They are gone.

How could the other sect masters who were still fighting not understand this truth, and looked anxiously at Dao Yuan sect master: "What should we do now?"

Without the siege and stumbling of other people, Shen Zilian turned his wrist, picked up the long sword of Daoyuan Sect Master, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at his throat.

The suzerain, who was still wanting to find a solution, was dumbfounded, and couldn't come out with the words in his mouth trembling.

Seeing that the time of death was approaching, Daoyuan Sect Master's pretended benevolent face finally showed a trace of sternness, and his whole body was mobilized with spiritual power.

"No, he's going to blow himself up!"

Sensing his intention, Shen Zilian quickly warned, and everyone in Ji Qingzong hurriedly retreated.

There was a loud "bang", and a violent shock wave of spiritual energy was shaken in the air centered on Daoyuan Sect Master.

Shen Zilian and the others were hit by the edge of the spiritual energy wave and spat out blood. The suzerain who was closer to Daoyuan Sect Master failed to escape, and died directly under the impact of the spiritual energy wave.

The fluctuation of the explosion gradually subsided, and there was not even a corpse left of the Daoyuan sect master in the center.

The rest of the sect masters were seriously injured. At this time, they couldn't care about other things. They turned their heads and wanted to run away, but they were caught by Xiao Jingyi, Zhou Xuanming, and Shen Zilian, and brought them back by their collars.

Su He flew to mid-air, saw the remaining soul body of Daoyuan Sect Master in the air, his eyes were dim, and he flew forward, pinching his soul away.

The real body dies and the dao disappears, and does not enter reincarnation.

Shen Zilian, Gu Yaozhi and others were also seriously injured, and Ji Qingzong lost three peak masters.

Su He looked coldly at the remaining six sect masters and peak masters who had been captured, and his eyes fell on the front of the mountain gate. The disciples of the Ji Qing Sect, who were killed and wounded, had a hint of gloom and fierceness in their usual gentle brows and eyes, and their voices were even more so. Stained with a bit of hostility, there was a bone-chilling coldness: "These people are messing up the cultivation world and plotting wrongdoing. Xuan Ming and Jing Yi, take them down, don't need to interrogate them, and bury them alive under my Zong Mountain, offering sacrifices to my Zong's death and casualties !"

Su and Sword Master had always had a gentle and desolate attitude, but now their expressions were filled with strong anger and cruelty. Shang Xuanzong and the other sect masters were a little surprised for a while, but after thinking about it, they felt normal.

Anyone who has lost so far in the door will not feel better.

Zhou Xuanming and Xiao Jingyi had never seen the master like this before, knowing that the master was furious, they immediately arrested a few people and took them away, and dug a hole to bury them on the spot, so as not to upset the master.

At the foot of the mountain gate, seeing that their suzerains were defeated one after another in mid-air, those attacking disciples looked at each other in blank dismay, and stopped their attacks one after another.

Pulling out the long sword that had been stabbed on the disciple of the Jiqing Sect, his legs trembled, and he knelt down: "I beg the immortal to spare my life! We all acted on the orders of the suzerain, it was a last resort, and I hope the immortal will forgive us !"

All of a sudden, the disciples of the nine sects, all dressed in various costumes, fell to their knees.

Shen Zilian in the air, Gu Yaozhi and others landed on the ground, glanced at the kneeling disciples of the immortal sect in front of them, their eyes were calm, and they were speechless for a while.

There was a deathly silence in the arena.

Su He was indifferent to these begging voices one after another, with a sullen face, his eyes swept over the disciples of the Jiqing Sect whose souls were still lingering in front of the corpses, and raised his hands, controlling thousands of strands of evil spirits of death, injecting them precisely into every one of them. In the soul of a disciple of Ji Qingzong.

Seeing this scene, the other five sect masters couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "What is Su Jianzun doing?"

Shen Zilian had never seen Su He transforming the Mingzu with his own eyes, so he couldn't figure it out for a while.

Xiao Jing anecdotally said, looking at the slender figure with a straight back in front of the mountain gate, he said slowly: "Master is saving the souls of the dead Ji Qingzong disciples."

The Ming clan has been far away from the world for too long, and this group has never seen its head and tail. There is not much relevant information left in history, but Shang Xuanzong and other sect masters also know to some extent that the ghosts of the Ming clan can transform the three tribes of humans, monsters and demons after death. Let the soul survive in the form of meditation.

But only a few words in the book are thin. It is hard to describe the shock of seeing someone who can make so many dead people survive in another form by himself.

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really wouldn't believe it."

Saving so many people is a big project, and it took Su He two quarters of an hour to finish injecting the evil spirit of death.

The souls of the disciples of the Jiqing Sect who had absorbed Su He's evil spirit of death condensed a little, and did not continue to dissipate. They followed their intuition and came to Su He.

Others couldn't see it, but Su He knew that there were so many souls of Ji Qingzong's disciples around her, densely packed.

The amount of ghosts in this place increased sharply, and Shen Zilian and others couldn't help but feel that the temperature in the field was a little lower.

Su He's soul body was no longer solidified and appeared in a translucent state due to the sudden release of a lot of evil spirits and the previous injury.

Seeing this, Zhou Xuanming hurried forward to support Su He, with deep worry in the boy's eyes: "Master, you..."

Sensing the young man's eyes, Su He said slowly: "It's okay to be a teacher, don't worry."

Seeing that Su He's figure had become transparent, Shen Zilian and everyone present were worried.

Su He raised his eyes, and said in a gentle voice, "I'm fine. I would like to thank you all for coming to our Jiqing Sect to support me today. Now that everything has settled down, the Sect Masters can return to the Sect with peace of mind. Wait until the Sect Master and I finish dealing with the follow-up matters." I will come to the door one by one to thank you personally!"

Standing beside Su He, Shen Zilian looked at the Eight Sect Masters and nodded slightly, implying that everything was according to what Su He said.

Sect Master Shangxuanzong glanced at the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood outside the gate of Jiqingzong, sighed in his heart, cupped his hands and said, "In this case, I will leave first, and leave my eldest disciple Han Qingyi here to lead people to help Sect Master Shen and Su and Jian Zun will deal with the follow-up matters. Sect Master Shen and all peak masters should also take care of themselves, and let the situation change..."

Shen Zilian and Su He lowered their heads slightly to them.

Then the eight patriarchs and their disciples left one after another under his leadership.

After everyone leaves.

The polite and gentle look on Su He's face disappeared instantly.

She raised her eyes to look at Gu Yaozhi and Xiao Jingyi: "Brother, you bring some disciples to arrange for Powang Peak. Jing Yi, you take the Mingzu and the souls of the disciples behind me to Wangwang Peak."

"There are probably nearly [-] disciples of the sect behind me. After practicing for a period of time, they will recover their minds and bodies before they were alive. Before that, they are now arranged in Powang Peak."

Hearing that some of these disciples survived, everyone felt a little comforted, and the atmosphere was not as heavy as before.

Make arrangements here.

Su He turned around, walked to Baiyu's mountain gate step by step, and stepped down the long blood-stained steps step by step.

These orthodox disciples who were kneeling in front of the steps showed fear on their faces when they saw Su He coming.

What will Sword Master do to them?How would Ji Qingzong treat them?
(End of this chapter)