Chapter 753

Cangxuan Realm, Qingyun Sect.

Above the vast sky, many saints were completely stunned. They looked at each other with disbelief. No one expected that the son of destiny of this generation of human race would have such strange means. It was just like a demon cultivator. It was too unusual.

"Don't just look at me. Although I am called the Blood Saint, I have killed many geniuses, but I am a saint after all, and I am not dead. Naturally, my skills will be passed on to my disciples."

"How could I tell the son of destiny of the human race? Of course, if the son of destiny can learn my methods, it would be great. Then I can make friends with him openly, unlike you, who are saints like thieves."

An old saint rolled his eyes. His clothes were tattered and he looked sloppy, like a beggar in the mortal world. If it weren't for his bloodshot eyes, he would really look like an ordinary person.

"Okay, okay, I know you are innocent. Fortunately, you didn't teach the son of luck any evil ways. You still want to make friends with him? Tsk, he has to like you first."

"Hahaha, that's true. In my opinion, this generation of sons of luck is already the tenth generation. The previous nine generations of sons of luck either died under the lightning of heaven or died under the siege of the human race. Their end was miserable. Their methods were naturally all upright. They were either the laws of time and space or the laws of light. They looked very strict."

"And now the tenth generation of sons of luck is strange. They practice the law of killing and use the magic knife. Not only does he have the law of magic energy, but he also seems to have a very strange and sharp law. Although all three are the origin laws, they are too cruel. It seems that because all the nine generations of the Sons of Luck died, the tenth generation of the Son of Luck is full of resentment. "

"What are you talking about? How many Sons of Luck died in our Cangxuan Realm? You should have some idea in your mind. There are dozens of saints present who have killed the Sons of Luck together. In my opinion, if the tenth generation of the Son of Luck is still an upright existence, then he is not far from death."

"That's true."

............

Above the clouds, the saints were amazed.

And at this moment, the blade light gathered by the blood-colored waves hummed at this moment, forcibly destroyed the Xuanshui Law, and slashed straight at Qing Mu Niang's head.

Boom! !

Jiang Li's killing law is not a joke, but a real origin law. Even its owner is suspected to be a figure in the wild period, and now he has broken through the third level of the king and prince.

With one sword, almost everything in the world can be destroyed.

Now he is just like the supreme god. With just one step, the vast void enters into constant silence.

The Xuanshui giant gathered by Qing Mu Niang using the law collapsed on the spot in an instant, and the stars were completely broken. The golden spears in his hands turned into ashes at this moment.

Squeak! !

The blood-colored sword light, which was higher than ten thousand feet, suspended in the void and suddenly cut everything in the world. During this period, there were strong men in the realm of kings and princes who forced their hands to attack, but they still couldn't bear it. Not only that, the strong men who attacked were severely injured, bleeding from their mouths, and looked at the figure in front of them in disbelief.

"No!!"

Qing Mu Niang took several steps back in disbelief. The temperament of bullying the weak disappeared, and instead, a trace of fear appeared on her beautiful face.

The beautiful body trembled slightly, and the Mysterious Water Law continued to emerge on the body, but it was still useless. The Blood Law continued to advance, and she had no way to avoid it, because the mountain gate was behind her.

If she left, although she could survive, her position as the head of the sect would inevitably be replaced by someone else. She was unwilling to do so, but if she did not avoid it, the opponent's strength was too terrifying, and she would definitely die. In an instant, Qing Mu Niang's heart was entangled.

And because of this, she missed the opportunity to escape. The red blade light suddenly passed by, and the mountain gate of Qingyun Sect turned into ashes on the spot. Millions of disciples turned into ashes, and even several elders in the realm of kings and princes were seriously injured and turned into escape lights to escape to the side.

"Why do you need to do this?" Jiang Li felt that the other party's breath had completely disappeared, and he couldn't help but sighed slightly. Knowing that he had successfully killed a powerful man in the king realm, he seemed to have observed something while feeling emotional. His expression changed slightly and he took several steps back.

"My friend, why are you so irritable?"

"Did someone from my sect offend you?" Not long after, an old woman suddenly appeared in the void. She was very peaceful. She slowly glanced at him and asked lightly.

Next to this person was a hangingMillions of disciples who should have died in the mountain gate were not only here, Qing Mu Niang was also here. Not only did this woman not die, but there was a trace of extremely boiling blood on her body. At this moment, she stared at him coldly and shouted: "Please ask the ancestor to seek justice for us!!"

"This man came to the mountain gate for no reason!!"

"I just scolded him, but he wanted to kill me on the spot!!"

"He is the same as Mu Qingxue! They are all shameless people!!"

After saying this, Jiang Li frowned and looked at this person coldly, but he had already made up his mind. If possible, he must kill this woman completely.

"Shut up!" The old woman was about to say something, but she looked into the void in astonishment, as if she had sensed something. She immediately looked at Jiang Li a few more times, pondered for a moment, and asked cautiously: "My friend, what is your relationship with Mu Qingxue?"

"My aunt." Jiang Li responded coldly. He clenched the Demon Devouring Knife, and the laws on his body were constantly surging. If anyone took action, the Immortal Slaying Gourd would suppress this person at all costs, and he would go all out to kill people here until blood flowed like a river.

"Aunt?" The old woman frowned, then suddenly smiled, and suddenly she showed the aura of a saint. She said slowly, "That's interesting."

"Don't you want to see her? Of course it's possible!!"

"You are the son of destiny of the human race!"

"What if you meet the saint of my sect?"

"Of course you can enter! Of course you can enter!"

"It's not a big deal for the son of destiny to attack the mountain gate."

"So many disciples and the master are not dead."

"Thank you for showing mercy, son of destiny."

Such a saint spoke in a humble and soft voice, with a flattering smile from time to time, which immediately stunned Qing Mu Niang and millions of disciples present. In their eyes, their ancestor was an extremely terrifying existence. Once someone from the sect attacked the mountain gate, the ancestor in front of him was furious on the spot, and directly killed that person, and even took a large cauldron to cook the entire sect of the other party on the spot.

And now...

Not to mention them, even the sect leader Qing Mu Niang couldn't believe it. She wanted to say something several times, but she could only shut up helplessly under the cold eyes of her ancestor.

"Me? The son of luck?"

Jiang Li frowned. He had heard this title countless times.

Some people do call themselves the son of luck, but he climbed from obscurity to where he is now, but it was difficult every step, and he had experienced countless death difficulties. How could he have luck? He curled his lips and was about to respond.

But suddenly he saw a small temple on the top of the mountain.

In the small temple stood a woman in a flowing skirt, with beautiful eyes, but her eyes were extremely tired. Behind her were several nuns, who were holding razors and were about to work hard on the woman's three thousand black hair.

Isn't this my aunt?

Jiang Li was stunned at the sight of her. Seeing that his aunt was about to become a nun, he could not help but feel a shudder in his heart. A huge rage appeared in his mind, but his aunt was right in front of him. He could not kill anyone under her nose, so he took a deep breath and raised his head to shout:

"Aunt, I'm here to take you home!!"

This voice was like the might of heaven. No matter where you were, you could hear it carefully, not to mention the woman in the small temple. When she heard the familiar voice suddenly, she suddenly looked confused. She did not dare to believe it at first, and then she stood up slowly, her body trembling slightly.

"Jiang Li?"