A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

"Tiny little."

"Near impossible."

"Let me meet you."

Among the fire-veined peaks,

A red-haired old man closed his eyes, then opened them suddenly, and the aura of the peak of Foundation Establishment spread unreservedly.

"Fortunately, even so, I am prepared."

"Brother Chengye, have a good trip."

There was a cold look in his eyes.

"So what if it's really an innate sword body?"

"A dead genius is no longer a genius!"

"And I, at this time of crisis when the Blood Slaughter Hall's momentum is overwhelming, I am the most likely person in the sect to forge a golden elixir. Without definite evidence, can the ancestor still kill me?"

"Even if I am killed, I will have no regrets!"

Zhou Yulong showed a determined expression.

"Without the Nine Apertures Golden Fruit seventeen years later, I would only have less than half a chance of succeeding in forming the elixir. It would be nothing more than dying early and dying late!"

suddenly,

A ray of blue light flashed on the spell mirror.

"impossible!"

"This is foundation building, foundation building!"

"Foundation building!"

Zhou Yulong lost his temper and roared, his determined Taoist heart that was not afraid of death was shattered into pieces.

…

A blue flying sword,

From the center of Jiang Ding's brow, it flew out bit by bit.

The moment it appeared, within a kilometer radius, the terrifying sword intent descended, as if a blue sun set in everyone's heart, burning all spiritual consciousness and prying eyes, leaving their souls blank and frozen.

"What's this?!"

"You are obviously at the seventh level of Qi training!"

The old man in gray robe shouted in fear, having a premonition of something.

call out!

With the blessing of magnetic lines, the azure flying sword was incredibly fast and almost disappeared within the range of divine consciousness.

In an instant, it landed on the head of the fire dragon that the old man in gray robe had spent all his mana and blood condensing.

Passed through his head.

The fire dragon stagnated for a moment, and the spiritual light collapsed and dissipated. The spiritual light of a fire dragon crescent moon magic weapon dimmed and fell. There was a hole in the center, which was clearly visible and had been scrapped.

In another moment, the head of the gray-robed old man who was about to use another spell appeared and passed through with some brain matter.

Foundation shield has no effect.

"Zhou... harmed my heir!"

The old man in gray robe with a big hole in his head fell down weakly, his eyes full of tears and full of regret, as if he had a premonition of the fate of his son who had obtained a Foundation Establishment Pill and was about to take it.

boom!

His body fell to the ground, scattering smoke and dust.

"this……"

Li Qingyun's eyes showed a look of horror.

"Is there more?"

Jiang Ding stood up and flew to the sky dozens of meters high. Looking at the fire veins in the distance, he seemed to see the appearance of an old red-haired man in it.

For a long time, no one answered.

All the disciples, including Li Qingyun, lowered their heads.

call out!

The Taiqing Flying Sword fell, and passed around the necks of the more than twenty inner and outer disciples who had the most fear and resentment in their hearts. Their heads fell to the ground, and a large stream of blood sprayed into a spring, which was majestic and spectacular.

The disciples around him were trembling with blood spraying onto their bodies, but they still did not dare to stand up.

Shaking off the blood, he put the sword between his eyebrows.

Jiang Ding turned into a ray of light and flew back to the top of Jinling Mountain.

"see a visitor out."

"yes!"

"Congratulations to my great-uncle, Junior Master."

Liu Sanqi bowed respectfully and glanced at the surviving disciples around him, as well as the Supreme Elder's direct disciples Li Qingyun and others.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and scattered like birds and beasts.

…

"I'm too petty."

On Tianlei Peak, the white-browed old cultivator was silent for a long time and sighed.

He did not actively promote this matter, but he was aware of it and did not immediately stop it.

In my heart at that time,

I have never experienced the humiliating feeling of being fooled by a mortal.

"Mainly because it has been eight years. Who would have thought that a mortal would not step off the top of the mountain for eight years, and would never have the aura to practice Qi. He would always look like an innate warrior."

"After all, the innate sword body is the innate sword body. Even if it is incomplete and the path ahead is unclear, you can still practice Qi and reverse slash to build the foundation."

Zhou Yan also sighed.

"But no matter what the excuse is, senior brother, you are a petty person with short-sightedness and unclear knowledge of people, so you can't run away."

"A mere second-level top-grade spiritual vein produced less than 20,000 spiritual stones in 1989. If you lose, you will lose. Just think of it as a lesson for your own vision. What else can you do?"

"Junior brother, I was just making sarcastic remarks. I only mentioned it beforehand. Seeing that you didn't approve of it, I didn't bother to say it anymore. It shows that I am not a long-term, generous and heroic person."

Zhou Yan sighed again.

"My senior brother used to resort to tricks when he first started, and this time, this innate swordsman doesn't have much recognition for the sect...sigh."

"Even if he is ignorant now, he will know everything when he grows up and experiences."

"you mean……"

The old cultivator with white eyebrows hesitated.

"Senior brother, don't think about it, it doesn't mean anything."

Zhou Yan said seriously.

"After all, we didn't break up. There is still at least a little bit of affection. When the sect is in trouble in the future, if it wasn't too difficult, wouldn't this person still stand by and watch?"

"As for sacrificing your own life and doing your best to preserve the sect, don't think about it anymore."

"Oh, whatever, if I choose from the beginning..."

There was a look of annoyance on the white-browed elder Xiu's eyebrows. He quickly calmed down his emotions and turned coldly: "Jinmai Master Chu Fengxi has attempted to murder the elders of the sect and shall be executed immediately!"

"Zhou Yulong..."

He hesitated a little and looked at the rough man in front of him.

"Let me think about it, give it some time, senior brother."

Zhou Yan also struggled a bit.

A member of the family who is at the pinnacle of foundation building and has a half-percent success rate for golden elixirs. He is also a registered disciple, so he naturally leans towards the family.

Although the talent is not as good as the innate sword body, the love is not trivial.

"At this time when the sect's survival is at stake, it might be good to have one more half percent of the golden elixir..."

Zhou Yan hesitated to say something.

The old repairman with white eyebrows moved his lips for a moment but said nothing.

He, his junior brother, has been together since they were young. After many bloody battles in the sect and many assassinations in the sect, he has always stood firmly with him.

At this time, how could he bear to destroy with his own hands the half-impossible chance of continuing the family's wealth and prosperity?

Furthermore, it is indeed a child who has grown up watching it.

"If he can kill, let him kill him when he grows up. I have no objection."

The old cultivator with white eyebrows sighed.

"Zhou Kunlong was not strict in his discipline of the clan's children. He was punished by being sent to Siguo Cliff for seventeen years. If he went out of Siguo Cliff without permission, he would die!"

His tone suddenly became cold: "Zhou Chengye, his whole family will be wiped out, Zhou Kun, his whole family will be wiped out, and all the inner and outer disciples involved in this matter will be wiped out."

"To compensate my junior brother, I will give him one million low-grade spiritual stones."

A talisman flew down the mountain peak with heavy blood and landed in the middle of the punishment hall.

A monk who was sitting cross-legged and in the late stage of foundation construction gave a look, repeatedly confirmed the authenticity of the talismans, and sent out dozens of talismans flying in all directions.

After a while,

More than twenty Foundation Establishment monks gathered together without any delay and rushed into the main peak of the Golden Vein. Swearing, scolding, and begging for mercy were heard endlessly, and the Foundation Establishment's mana fluctuations exploded violently.

Finally, peace comes.

A beautiful and graceful woman's head was lifted out of the mountain.

Thank you to Mr. Mo Huantian for being the leader. I have some liver problems now, so I have to wait for some time for more updates. I’m extremely sorry.

Tomorrow's update may be delayed.