Chapter 271 No One Left Behind
"Amitabha, all donors, it is not advisable for you to commit murder for no reason."
At this moment, rays of golden Buddha light surrounded the entire Tianyan Sect, and countless disciples from other sects fell to the ground, lifeless.
Among them, the five Nascent Soul stage monks also looked solemn.
The owner of this sentence is not simple.
"Where is this fellow Taoist?"
The five people turned their heads and looked behind them.
I saw Wuxin clasping his hands together and smiling.
When Chu Xue saw the current scene, she went straight to Bai Mei.
"Master, are you okay?"
Chu Xue helped Bai Mei who was lying on the ground, her face full of anxiety.
"Disciple...disciple, are you not dead?"
Looking at Chu Xue alive in front of her, Bai Mei touched her eyes in disbelief.
He knew clearly that there were dozens of Nascent Soul Stage monks who were chasing Chu Xue. How did one of his disciples, a Golden Core Stage monk, survive in the hands of dozens of Nascent Soul Stage monks?
The next moment, he saw Wu Xin and Ye Lin in the distance.
"Disciple, these two young men are..."
Looking at Wu Xin and Ye Lin, Bai Mei's eyes were confused.
"Master, one of them is a Buddhist from Foshan."
When they arrived, Wu Xin and Chu Xue got to know each other.
When he heard that Chu Xue was Ye Lin's master, Wu Xin looked at Ye Lin strangely and then at Chu Xue.
After Chu Xue finished speaking, Bai Mei looked at Chu Xue with wide eyes.
"Wha...what? Foshan Buddha?"
Bai Mei's face was full of disbelief. He had been in the world when he was young, and he knew a little about the layout of Tianhe County.
Foshan, what kind of place is that? Of course he has heard of it.
That is the hidden strength of Tianhe County. It is extremely powerful, and among them is the True Lord of the Hedao Stage.
This kind of sect is at the top level even in the entire Tianhe County.
Didn’t expect that my disciple actually knew such a person?
So your Tianyan Sect has been saved? And there is still hope for further progress?
This time, his waist no longer hurt, and the injury he had suffered just now felt better instantly.
There are Foshan Buddhist disciples here. What a joke, just based on these idiots?
"What about the other one?"
Baimei looked at Chu Xue and asked doubtfully.
And Chu Xue's face turned slightly red.
"His...his name is Ye Lin. He is my disciple's disciple and also a disciple of Wuming Mountain."
After Chu Xue finished speaking, Bai Mei's mood that had calmed down just now became shocked again.
A disciple of Wumingshan? A disciple of Wumingshan, the number one force in the Dongzhou human race?
This is not important, what is important is that this is actually his disciple's disciple.
After all, wouldn't that be his disciple?
When did he have an unknown mountain disciple?
People are sitting at home, and the background is from heaven?
After clarifying the background, Bai Mei felt that he could still be a thousand years younger.
"Who are you two?"
The five Nascent Soul Stage monks looked at Ye Lin and Wu Xin in front of them with solemn expressions.
With such a young bone age and such strong cultivation, it is definitely not simple.
Bone age represents a person's true age. Appearance may be deceiving, but bone age definitely cannot.
The bone age of the two people in front of them is definitely no more than thirty.
Human monks and Nascent Soul monks are probably over 800 years old.
And the two people in front of them were no more than thirty, which was too shocking.
Several people have been working hard for many years and have summarized a set of theories.
He is young, has high cultivation level, strong fighting ability, and a strange origin, so it is best not to mess with him.
"I won't tell you the identity of the young monk, but there are five benefactors. The young monk is here just to lay them to rest."
After Wu Xin finished speaking lightly, the five monks felt like they were being pardoned, and their auras surged wildly.
"Want to kill us? Just because you are in the early stage of Nascent Soul? Ridiculous."
One of the Nascent Soul Stage monks noticed Wu Xin's cultivation and sneered on his face.
The five of them are all at the peak of Yuanying, but in front of them, they are just a child in the early stage of Yuanying. They are really bragging.
and……
"Come out."
As he waved his hand, ten peak Nascent Soul cultivators appeared again in the sky above Tianyan Sect.
In order to strangle the demon body, the ten major sects have revealed all their secrets.
After all, in history, no force that has sinned against the demonic body can escape unscathed.
Even the so-called immortal sects in Central Continent have been bloodbathed by demonic bodies.
There are forces in the Mahayana period where half-immortals sit, and they are called immortal gates.
The rest of the forces, except for the small forces, the big forces almost dare not use the title "Xian" because their sect cannot bear the fate.
Only a half-immortal in the Mahayana stage can suppress such cause and effect.
Therefore, in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, they directly mobilized all the sect's secrets.
Just to be able to 100% strangle a little girl who has no cultivation.
Speaking of which, it's really ironic.
"Now, give you one last chance to tell your origins, otherwise..."
Looking at Wu Xin in front of him, one of the monks warned him for the last time.
They are afraid of Wuxin's identity.
If they unintentionally kill a descendant of a big force, it would be great fun.
Isn't it that their ten major sects mobilized their troops in such a way to ensure that the demon body was killed and to prevent the demon body from growing up and taking revenge?
And now, if Wu Xin is really the heir to a great power and is killed by them, then the joke will be a big one.
Even if their ten major sects were destroyed, they would still be ridiculed for thousands of years.
After working on it for a long time, we still couldn't escape the ending of annihilation of the sect.
"I'm just an ordinary person. You guys are still treating me like dirt today."
Wuxin walked and talked, his aura became more and more powerful.
After a moment, Ye Lin looked at Wuxin behind him and fell into deep thought.
"Donor, come on, there are so many people, I can't handle it."
Wuxin said, as if nothing had happened, he looked into the distance.
Ye Lin touched his head, raised his right hand, and shook it gently.
The sword ball on his wrist shot up into the sky, and six sword balls collided together, instantly forming a long sword.
The long sword rushed towards the fifteen Yuanying stage cultivators.
"How dare you, no matter where you come from today, you must die."
Seeing Ye Lin's quick move, one of the Yuanying stage cultivators was furious. Ye Lin did not take them seriously at all.
The higher the cultivation level, the more he cares about face.
"Sword one, the sword breaks the sky, cut."
Ye Lin put his hands together and made a light stroke.
During the whole process, his feet did not move at all.
The fifteen Yuanying peak cultivators in front of him looked very bluffing, but they were just a group of rookies.
Even Wuxin could be killed easily.
Moreover, none of these fifteen Yuanying-stage cultivators had comprehended the realm of artistic conception.
Moreover, they were all over 4,500 years old and were about to die.
I really don’t know how these useless people broke through to the peak of Yuanying.
The next moment, the sword light flashed, and before they could raise their hands to resist, the figures of the fifteen people turned into ashes and dissipated between heaven and earth.
Not even a corpse was left.
The reason why the Tianjiao was cherished by the major powers was that they had high combat power and strong talent.
If Tianjiao was the same as ordinary cultivators, there would be no point in training them.
If that were the case, the human race would have been exterminated long ago.
The human race has been able to survive from ancient times to the present, and to rise, all because of the generations of human Tianjiao.
It is precisely because of the existence of these human Tianjiao that the human race can survive safely in this world.
This is why cultivators are divided into ordinary cultivators and Tianjiao cultivators.
Equality for all does not exist. Some people are born in Rome, while others are born in the sewer.
