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Chapter 202

Blood splattered, and the head was separated.

Zhen Yue's face was still thick with unwillingness.

Looking at Zhen Yue's corpse that slammed to the ground, the elders only felt that their scalps were numb, and they looked at Yi Shui'er with horror on their faces.

"Yi Shui'er, you... How dare you kill a master! You're going against the grain!!

An elder of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect pointed at Yi Shui'er and said indignantly.

"This is the end of disrespect to the owner." Yi Shui'er looked at the elders expressionlessly.

When Fang Mo saw this scene, an evil smile appeared on his face.

"Come back."

Fang Mo said softly.

For Yi Shui'er's performance, he is very satisfied.

"Hmm."

Yi Shui'er nodded obediently, turned into a pink light, and threw himself into Fang Mo's arms again.

"Fang... Fang Mo, Elder Zhen Yue is also dead, and we won't pursue the remains of the ancestor, but... Can you let us go?

At this time, an elder stiffened his head and asked cautiously.

As soon as these words came out, the rest of the elders also looked at Fang Mo with burning eyes.

Fang Mo chuckled, looked at the group of Ten Thousand Corpse Sect elders, and did not speak.

"Blood... Lord Blood Lord, for the sake of the same sect in the past, can you let us go?

The elder spoke again, a hint of humiliation flashing under his eyes.

No way, the person who knows the time is Junjie.

In the face of the terrifying Fang Mo, if he wants to survive, he can only be aggrieved and ask for everything.

"Maybe, this seat is in a good mood today, I can leave you with a whole corpse."

Fang Mo kneaded the delicate body in his arms, and slowly spoke with a smile.

"You... You devil! "

Fang Mo, you're going too far!"

"It's good that you used to be a disciple of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect, how can you be so cruel!"

"Fang Mo, I fought with you!"

...

The elders of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect glared angrily at Fang Mo and constantly cursed.

Fang Mo ignored this, and in the next second, countless blood-colored tentacles shot up into the sky, drowning all the elders present.

The blood is all over the sky, covering the sky.

Screaming and wailing, like purgatory.

Wei Chi Tu on the side stared at the blood-colored tentacles in the sky, his face was bloodless, and his heart was worried.

These blood-colored tentacles once again brought back his unbearable memories.

Soon, the screams disappeared, and all the elders present turned into dried corpses.

"Let's go."

...

A few days later, when the news of the tragic death of the elders of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect came back to the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect, the entire sect shook, as if the sky was falling.

"Both... All dead..."

In the hall of elders, Tang Yuan was alone, sitting dumbly on the high throne.

Those elders were all high-ranking members of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect, but now they were dead cleanly.

The high-level of the entire sect was actually left with only himself, the Great Elder...

What about this?

How to explain to the suzerain?

The sect master was not there, and during the period when he was in charge of the sect, not only all the high-level people died, but even the graves of the ancestors of the previous generations were looted!

How did this make him have the face to face the sect master?

How to have the face to face the ancestors of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect!

He is a sinner of the entire Ten Thousand Corpse Sect!

Tang Yuansheng slumped on the seat incomprehensibly, his eyes were cloudy, and his demeanor became more and more old.

He never expected that Yi Shui'er and Wei Chitu would be Fang Mo's people anyway.

The purpose of the two entering the Corpse Soul Realm Heaven was to steal the remains of previous ancestors.

But as a great elder, he not only did not notice it, but also personally opened the Corpse Soul Realm Heaven for the two of them....

Tang Yuan felt that he was to blame for his death!

"Fang... Ink.

Tang Yuan muttered, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

He has always dared not despise Fang Mo, but he did not expect to underestimate his terribleness.

The Great Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect died, and the elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect were leaderless; And the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect, although he did not die, but all the elders died cleanly, leaving him with a great elder....

Hehe, what irony.

"Great Elder!"

An urgent cry interrupted Tang Yuan's thoughts.

Tang Yuan came back to his senses, looked at the person coming, and raised his eyebrows.

The person who came was the hall master of the Formation Hall, Wei Shan.

It is also the only remaining elder of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect other than himself.

This Wei Shan had been studying the way of formation in retreat for many years, so he did not participate in the roundup.

"Elder Wei, what is the matter with the old man?"

Tang Yuan looked at Wei Shan with a stunned tone.

"Great Elder, I heard that Elder Zhen Yue and they all... Something happened?

Wei Shan stared at Tang Yuan closely and asked.

"Well."

Tang Yuan nodded slightly, and closed his eyes with some pain.

"This... This..."

Wei Shan's body stumbled and almost fell.

He couldn't believe it, who was so bold as to dare to slaughter the elder of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect!

"Yi Shui'er and Wei Chitu are the blood lords..."

Tang Yuan saw what Wei Shan was thinking and spoke.

"Blood Lord..."

Wei Shan's pupils shrank slightly, and his face changed.

He knew about the Blood Master of the Sonic Boom Cultivation Realm during this time.

It was a terrifying existence that could kill the Great Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"Great Elder, the Blood Lord killed my sect elder so cruelly, it is simply a crime worthy of death! Unforgivable! Wei Shan said in a deep voice.

"Hehe, what about the crime deserves death, who can kill him before the sect master returns?"

Tang Yuan's face was full of loneliness.

"Great Elder, for now, the only way to do this is to ask for help from the Misty Heart Valley, and ask the Misty Valley Valley Lord to take action and kill this demon."

Wei Shan slowly spoke.

When Tang Yuan heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he was silent.

It's not that he didn't think about it.

Instead, he had asked Misty Valley for help once before, wanting to unite to kill the Blood Lord together, but Misty Valley refused.

Tang Yuan guessed that Misty Valley wanted to be a wall watcher and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

"Let's wait for the Sect Master to come back and make a decision." Tang Yuan said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Wei Shan wanted to say more, but he didn't say anything more after all.

"Elder Wei, now that the sect has suffered heavy losses, you should work more about the affairs of the sect."

"Well, as it should be."

Wei Shan nodded and said in a deep voice.

"Well, go down."

Tang Yuan waved his hand wearily.

"Great Elder, there is one more thing..."

What's the matter?

Tang Yuan looked at Wei Shan, who was a little speechless, and raised his eyebrows.

"Great Elder, I would like to request that the Corpse Soul Realm Heaven be opened again."

Wei Shan whispered.

"Why?"

Tang Yuan's gaze froze.

"Because of my apprentice."

Wei Shan's tone carried a hint of relief.

"Your apprentice?"

Tang Yuan's brows frowned slightly.

"Great Elder, now that Yi Shui'er and Wei Chitu have betrayed the sect, causing the sect to lose two demon Tianjiao, this is really a pity."

Wei Shan's face was solemn, he paused, and his words changed: "However, Heaven sees mercy, and now there is another formation Tianjiao in my sect!" "

Formation Tianjiao?"

Tang Yuan's pupils shrank.

The formation is the same as the Dan Dao, all-encompassing, and if you want to practice, you need extremely strong talent.

A high-level formation mage can kill tens of thousands of people with a single formation at hand.

Therefore, high-level formation mages and high-level alchemists were the same as high-level alchemists, which were all dreamed of by various sects.

"Yes, this formation Tianjiao is the old man's personal disciple, Liu Yunxi!"