Chapter 641: massacre
Chapter six hundred and forty first massacre
"Ow..."
"Ugh..."
Countless first-, second-, and third-order monsters in the peak area, after feeling the breath of Tan Yun, shivered and squatted on the ground, making sounds of fear...
Seven days later, Tan Yun, who was wielding the sword and flying the sword, suddenly swooped down and performed the Hongmeng Divine Step. Then, a beam of sword light penetrated the necks of the three souls of the Immortal Palace women!
The three women were beheaded by slitting their throats. After Tan Yun took the Qiankun Ring from the corpse, he shuttled through the valleys at high speed!
Flying all the way, traces of the battle of the gods can be seen everywhere, where the landslides and the earth collapses...
In the blink of an eye, three days later, Tan Yun had already flown through a valley of 30,000 miles and appeared in the sky over a wilderness of 300,000 miles.
At present, it only takes more than a day for him to reach the meeting point!
At this moment, Tan Yun's eyes showed a bit of sadness, because during the ten-day flight, fifty-three identity tokens in his Qiankun Ring were broken, including three for meritoriousness, ten for talisman, and one for ancient soul. Twenty-one veins, eight beast soul veins, and eleven wind and thunder veins.
It means fifty-three people lost their lives for some reason!
Suddenly, Tan Yunxing's eyes suddenly filled with a strong anger, and found that thousands of miles away, a low-grade Yazun artifact spirit boat was galloping towards him like lightning!
On the spirit boat, thirty male and female disciples of the Eternal Immortal Sect locked themselves firmly in their spiritual consciousness!
"Since I'm here to die, how can I not accept it?" The chill in Tan Yun's eyes raged, and he slowed down Yu Jian's flight, appearing defenseless, and then flew over the wilderness.
A moment later.
Lingzhou suddenly appeared hundreds of feet above Tan Yun's head. A male disciple of three big and five thick on the spiritual boat said with a grin: "Junior, junior and junior sisters, attack together and kill this bastard!"
The man took the lead, with a wave of his right arm, a black light emerged from his cuff, and then, a giant hammer the size of a house, with a cracked void, slammed down towards Tan Yun below!
"kill him!"
On the spirit boat, twenty-nine male and female disciples, with all kinds of dazzling, domineering, and terrifying attributes, swirled around at high speed, all armed with weapons, slashing, chopping, and stabbing at Tan Yun!
"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."
"Buzz..."
Suddenly, the void with a radius of thousands of feet was shattered by the bombardment of sword lights, sword lights, spear shadows, and spear shadows. Space cracks that were several miles long extended toward the surrounding void, as if this void would collapse at any time!
The vast and domineering combined attack made the sky tremble, and amid the murderous laughter of everyone, the overwhelming attack devoured Tan Yun, who was stepping on the flying sword below.
They saw with their own eyes that before Tan Yun could escape, he was overwhelmed by the dazzling attack!
When the dazzling attack dissipated, only the purple flying sword was still suspended in the air, but Tan Yun disappeared!
"Hahaha...ahhahahaha!" The brawny disciples on the spirit boat laughed loudly, "All Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters, take a look! Tan Yun is just like that, wasn't he killed by us together?"
The twenty-nine people behind him were excited, "That's right! Tan Yun is just like that!"
"That's right! How can there be such a powerful rumor? Hehe, we haven't killed even the scum!"
"..."
At this time, the strong man at the head looked down at the flying sword Xiaozi floating in the air, with a faint green glow like a hungry wolf in his eyes, "Good sword! Could it be the legendary sub-sacred artifact possessing an artifact?"
"Hahahaha! I earned it today!"
The strong man stepped on the flying sword, swept off the spirit boat, stretched out his right hand and grabbed Xiao Zi suddenly!
"Ah! My hand!"
Suddenly, the strong man let out a hysterical howl, but it was three hundred meters above the spirit boat, Tan Yun stepped on the flying sword, and in his mind, Feijian Xiaozi drew a purple arc and cut off his right hand!
Obviously just now, Tan Yun, who was attacked by everyone, was just because Tan Yun performed the Hongmeng Divine Step too fast, causing the afterimage to remain in the original image that did not dissipate!
"call out!"
Then, Xiao Zi turned into a stream of purple light, which was taken into Tan Yun's hands.
In the sky, Tan Yun's hair danced with the wind, like a killing **** descending into the world, looking down at the people on the spirit boat below, and his tone contained no trace of emotion, "If you want to kill me, you only need thirty ants?"
As soon as these words came out, the brawny man who was clutching the gurgling blood and broke his hand, and the twenty-nine people on the spirit boat, their hair stood on end, and they stared up at the sky in horror!
The moment the thirty people saw Tan Yun, a pair of bewitching red pupils came into view of the thirty people, and the thirty people instantly became sluggish!
And the strong man fell from the flying sword to the void!
"Push!"
In the sky, Tan Yun put away the flying sword under his feet, like a falling meteor, shot down low in the sky, carrying a purple sword light, and chopped off the head of the strong man!
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa..."
"Do not!"
"Forgive me..."
After Tan Yun killed the strong man, he slammed into the air and swirled his body with the flying sword Xiaozi in his hand. Immediately, hundreds of purple sword lights rose into the sky like purple fireworks that harvested human lives, blooming on the spirit boat!
Twenty-nine disciples died in screams, begging for mercy, and fear!
"receive!"
As soon as Tan Yun thought about it, the twenty-nine Qiankun Rings on the spirit boat fell off the fingers of the corpse and ingested them into Tan Yun's Qiankun Ring.
"Buzz!"
Tan Yun's figure flashed and appeared on the spirit boat. Then, a puff of pale golden spiritual power swept away the twenty-nine corpses on the spirit boat.
Thirty corpses, just after falling into the wilderness, surrounded by ugly monsters, they looked up at Tan Yun in the spirit boat, and their giant pupils showed horror.
"Eat what you want." Tan Yun left a sentence, beckoning the Qiankun ring on the corpse of the strong man, and the sledgehammer beside the corpse, soared into the air and ingested Tan Yun's Qiankun ring.
Then, Tan Yun drove the spirit boat and disappeared into the eastern sky...
After Tan Yun left, the monsters rushed towards the corpse...
The next day, in the early morning, golden eyes shone on the earth.
Tan Yun's expression suddenly changed as he rode the spirit boat and flew across the wilderness, "Not good!"
He found that there were 90 identity tokens in the Qiankun Ring, including the talisman vein, the vein of wind and thunder, the vein of the ancient soul, and the disciple of the beast soul, almost burst at the same time!
Then a meritorious disciple's identity token also exploded!
The scene where as many as 91 people died at the same time revealed a message to Tan Yun!
This message is that Tan Yun concluded that ninety-one people died in the meeting place of the canyon, thousands of miles away in the east.
Because of his own people, they were scattered and teleported to the 30 million-mile trial area on the eleventh day. If they were scattered, it would be impossible for them to die at the same time.
Died at the same time, it means that the ninety-one people must have been killed after they gathered together!
Then the gathering place, only the canyon!
"The disciples of Huangfu Shengzong at the meeting point were besieged!" Tan Yun looked anxious, and increased the speed of the low-grade Yazun artifact spirit boat to the extreme, heading towards the canyon thousands of miles away...
