Taishang asks longevity

Chapter 646 Massacre
The mysterious man who was possessed by a demon walked slowly towards the Maoshan Great Hall.

I saw him with disheveled hair, a faint and dark devilish aura glowing all over his body, and a deep and cold bloody light gleamed in his eyes.

The moment they saw his figure, all the Maoshan disciples gasped, trembling all over, and their hearts were ashamed.

"you you……"

Headmaster Mao Shan trembled and couldn't believe it.

The remnants of so many Daomen Dacheng practitioners failed to kill the mysterious man.

There was an evil smile on the mysterious man's face, he stared at the headmaster Maoshan, and said, "I wanted to let go of the past and keep you in Maoshan's line... That's why I helped you get rid of all Maoshan's enemies... But you don't know what to do , trying to design and frame me... all of you stinky Taoist priests in Maoshan deserve to die..."

After the words fell, he turned into a phantom and came in a flash.

The crowd exclaimed.

He rushed to the headmaster Maoshan in an instant, and grabbed the headmaster Maoshan's neck.

Headmaster Mao Shan's pupils swelled, and his complexion instantly turned red, as if he was about to suffocate.

"Headmaster..."

The disciples were dumbfounded and let out a loud cry.

I saw many Maoshan disciples waving their long swords.

"Boom".

Dozens of disciples flew up one after another, wanting to rescue Master Maoshan.

"Go to hell..."

The mysterious man in rage let out a roar, and lightly raised his other hand.

Countless divine powers swept out, like a gust of wind, with murderous aura surging, attacking terror, and rushed towards the many Maoshan disciples who had killed them.

All of a sudden, Guanghua passed through the void, piercing through the bodies of many Maoshan disciples.

"Pfft..." The blood splashed out and sprayed directly on the statue of the god in the main hall.

The three-foot-high bloody light seemed to permeate the entire air with an icy chill.

There were endless screams.

The murderous intent brought by the mysterious person is even more terrifying than the dozens of loose immortals in the Banished Immortal League.

Even though there is a powerful killing formation in this Maoshan, this killing formation can be easily resolved by the mysterious person.

Headmaster Maoshan struggled, held his breath, and said, "You...you...you...would...not...to die..."

"Me?" Hearing this, the mysterious man smiled coldly, looked at the bullshit head teacher who was about to die, and said, "I've already died once...All the Taoist sects in the world besieged me and killed me In the land of the South of the Five Ridges...thousands of years have passed...everyone thought I was dead...but I should not die. In my body, I have the zombie power of Hanba and Yinggou...Let me be in a desperate situation, Get the chance to be reborn from Nirvana..."

The mysterious man's words, like thunder, resounded in everyone's ears.

Everyone felt a chill on their backs, and cold sweat dripped down.

For a long time, the four zombie kings, as we all know, only generals and queens are left in the world.

But no one knew that Hanba and Yinggou were already dead, and their power was all concentrated on the mysterious man.

The mysterious person went from dao to demon, and he is proficient in all the magical powers in all dao sects, and his identity and background are powerful enough to make everyone tremble.

How many people in the world can stop this kind of force against the sky?
"I'll send you to die...today...you're all going to die..."

The mysterious man said ferociously, and the strength in his hand increased a bit.

Headmaster Mao Shan's pupils widened and he struggled hard. In less than a few seconds, he suffocated to death.

"Headmaster..."

All the disciples wailed again and again, and tears welled up in their eyes.

The cold smile on the face of the mysterious man became more terrifying.

In the darkness, a strange aura seemed to diffuse out, completely covering the entire Maoshan Mountain.

"We fought with you..."

All the disciples were filled with grief and indignation, and they all came to kill with swords.

All of a sudden, the sword light shone in all directions, and one after another bleak cold lights pierced the quiet night.

On Maoshan Mountain, all the Taoists are fighting to the death, fighting with each other with their lives.

The mysterious man walked slowly towards the direction outside the main hall door, as if entering a land of no one.

With a slight wave of his arm, thousands of divine lights shot out, shattering the cold darkness and piercing through the bodies with surging blood.

One figure after another fell down one after another.

Blood splattered everywhere, dyeing all the statues in the entire hall red.

The pool of blood flowed on the ground, as if it had merged into a gurgling stream, passing along the corpses.

"Here... there is no glory I want... There is no answer I want..."

"The Millennium Maoshan Holy Land...is no longer the glory of the past..."

"Why do you want to keep such a place? Why..."

At this moment, the mysterious man lowered his head and muttered, as if he was talking to himself, he seemed to be completely insane.

The billowing power around him turned into sharp arrows and shot straight into the sea of ​​clouds.

Rays of divine light spread out, killing all the Taoist priests.

In front of his eyes, instead of this dilapidated body, it was not this weak body, but the scene from that year emerged.

At that time, Maoshan was full of flowers, birds singing and fragrant, like a fairyland on earth, it was prosperous, and there were as many astonishing talents and brilliant people as a cow's hair.

Everyone fears him, respects him... treats him like a teacher, like an elder brother...

But the good times didn't last long, and soon...all of this changed...

changed……

There is no answer he wants here...

Even if I revisit the old place, there are no old people here, only the remnants in the back hall of Maoshan.

And these remnants, in the end, were all in his hands and turned into nothingness.

Not long after, hundreds of Taoist priests were all slaughtered, leaving no one alive.

The mysterious man had already stepped forward and reached the door of the main hall.

Suddenly, he stopped his figure, turned his head, and looked towards the majestic and solemn statue of Sanqing in the main hall.

In his eyes, two icy cold lights flashed.

"Boom" with a loud noise.

The statue of Sanqing was instantly shattered and exploded, turning into ruins.

The surrounding statues trembled and continued to shatter, and the entire Maoshan Great Hall seemed about to collapse.

"Where is the answer I want? Where...is there..."

The mysterious man whispered to himself, with a deep and confused look in his eyes.

He looked towards the night sky outside, and saw a darkness that seemed boundless and vast.

The moment he stepped out of the Maoshan Great Hall, everything behind him was turned into ruins, and the roaring sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, and billows of dust and smoke filled the air.

For a moment, he seemed to think of something suddenly, his eyes flashed, and there was a look of joy on his face, and he said: "Longhu Mountain...Longhu Mountain...Taoist Ancestral Court...there... must be I have what I want..."

(End of this chapter)