Volume 1, Chapter 206 Kneeling and begging Bai Qi to take action

Just as Princess Anyang and the three worshippers were mocking each other, in the 9th floor of the Immortal God Tomb.

More than 300 masters of small and medium-sized sects had rushed out of the cave at the fastest speed.

But after just a short time of flying out of the cave, Aguna of the ancient Nanman tribe continued to use the poisonous insects it released to kill more than 10 masters.

Now the number of masters of small and medium-sized sects is less than 300, which makes the masters of these small and medium-sized sects extremely terrified.

They thought that they could unite to fight against the big sects with their own strength!

But after the sneak attack of the Blood Wolf Hall, there was another Nanman Gu tribe that was more brutal than the Blood Wolf Hall.

The means of killing were even more incredible.

Bai Qi stayed behind the crowd slowly, watching all this with interest.

His whole body was wrapped in death energy. The poisonous insects crawled on him, and before they could drill into his skin and absorb the essence of blood and flesh, they were invaded by the death energy and all died.

After all, death is the enemy of all living things.

Even the poisonous insects are no exception.

Although the poisonous insects are useless to Bai Qi, Bai Qi admires the ancient Nanman tribe even more in his heart.

If it weren't for this guy releasing the poisonous insects, it would be really difficult for him to get more than 300 masters to rush out and fight to the death with those big sects.

At this time, screams came one after another.

When nearly 300 masters from small and medium-sized sects just escaped from the cave, they saw a huge golden Buddha shadow emerging in the sky.

It was the monk Fakong from Shaolin Temple.

"Amitabha, the Buddha's Dharma is boundless, turn back!"

The monk Fakong chanted the Buddha's name, but there was no mercy in his movements. A huge phantom of the ancient Buddha condensed behind him.

The phantom of the ancient Buddha stretched out his big hand and slapped the nearly 300 masters fiercely.

"Bang bang bang!"

The aura shields of the masters one after another were directly blown up in the air.

"This is the indestructible power of Shaolin Temple!"

Someone exclaimed, and then shouted angrily at these big sects: "Why do you want to kill us all?"

"We all came down from the 8th floor of the Immortal God's Tomb to kill Bai Qi!"

"We don't need anything!"

"We just want to live."

"Master Fakong, can't you Shaolin Temple let us go?"

"Monks are compassionate, do you really want to kill people?"

These people begged for mercy. Before in the cave, more than 300 of them surrounded and killed a sect, and now, several big sects joined forces to encircle and suppress them.

Just one monk Fakong made a move, and he directly blew up the protective qi of most people.

Standing next to them were the more embarrassing forces of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, the Blood Knife Sect, and the Ancient Nanman Clan.

If these people acted together, even though they had nearly 300 people, they were not enough for the other side to kill!

Master Fakong held the Buddhist beads in his hand and said nothing.

Obviously, he didn't want to let these people go, but as a monk, he couldn't make his image so bad, so he chose to remain silent.

But the Wanmomen on the side didn't have so many scruples.

The Wanmomen's eldest brother, who had a weird face, snorted coldly, and after taking a sip of wine, the demonic energy on his body surged, and a skinny bone claw appeared above everyone's head.

This bone claw pinched everyone fiercely.

"This is the netherworld ghost claw! Wanmomen, don't you really want to leave us a way out?"

Nearly 300 masters were blocked outside the cave gate. They wanted to run away, but they found that there were people guarding them from all directions, and it was impossible to retreat into the cave.

At this moment, they could only question and roar at these people with red eyes.

"Noisy!"

The Wanmomen's eldest brother looked impatient, urged the true energy in his body, used the secret method, and the netherworld ghost claw suspended above everyone's head grabbed everyone fiercely.

An unlucky master was caught by the ghost claw, and his flesh and blood were corroded in an instant, turning into a pile of dry bones.

People could only hear his shrill screams before he died.

Then, the eldest brother of the Wanmo Sect did not stop, but continued to push the ghost claw of the underworld, crushing another person's head.

Then the third, fourth, fifth...

screams continued to sound, and the team of more than 300 people became a mess.

And this ghost claw of the underworld, after killing 12 people, was finally broken into a pile of smoke.

"It's so cool to kill people like this!"

The eldest brother of the Wanmo Sect laughed and looked at the monk Fakong with appreciation.

If the monk Fakong hadn't just smashed the protective qi of many people with a palm, he wouldn't have killed people so easily.

Just a face-to-face encounter, the number of masters of small and medium-sized sects dropped from 300 people who just came out of the cave to more than 280 people.

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The Imperial City of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Seeing so many people die in the small and medium sects, the third priest could not help but roar excitedly:

"I have said it before, these masters of small and medium sects are cannon fodder when they meet the strong men of the big sects!"

"Die, die all of you!"

"It will be Bai Qi's turn soon."

Yang Wudi, Princess Anyang, Duke Qin and others also saw the continuous death of masters of small and medium sects on the Tianjiao list, and they were extremely worried.

Just as the third priest said, once all the small and medium sects died, Bai Qi would be the next one.

The heart of the ninth prince could not help but worry. His

fingers turned white as he pinched the Tianjiao list. He

thought to himself that Bai Qi must hold on.

........

At this moment, the killing did not stop. The monks of Wanfo Temple began to chant the obscure Buddhist scriptures.

The sound of the Buddhist scriptures drilled into the more than 280 masters of small and medium sects.

They instantly felt that their heads were kicked by a donkey, and their minds were full of confusion.

Not only that, the most terrifying thing was that they were horrified to find that no matter they mobilized their true qi or practiced their skills, they felt that they were not as smooth as before.

"Damn it, there is something wrong with the Buddhist scriptures. These bald donkeys want us to die!"

They immediately found something wrong. The monks of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple were more terrifying than those of the Shaolin Temple. Before, the Shaolin Temple's monk Fakong's attack only affected a part of the people.

But this time, the monks of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple attacked and affected everyone!

They all felt that their combat power was constantly declining.

"There are so many methods!" Bai Qi couldn't help but admire them. The foundation of these big sects was really terrifying, but he was not in a hurry to intervene now.

He wanted to continue observing.

At this moment, the Blood Knife Sect, which had been silent all the time

, took action. I saw a man holding a blood-red long sword, stepped forward directly, and slashed in the air. When

this sword was slashed, everyone felt extremely cold, and the whole world was eclipsed.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by this bright light, and they felt that they were so helpless and insignificant as facing a natural disaster.

Even Bai Qi, who was at the back of the crowd, had his pupils suddenly shrink. This was the strongest sword he had ever seen!

And the next moment, the amazing destructive power of this sword was truly revealed!

After the blood-red sword flashed, there were more than 30 people in front, and their upper bodies suddenly slipped to the ground, leaving only two legs standing on the ground.

When they reacted, they screamed in fear, trying to crawl to their legs and splice the bodies that were separated into two halves.

But it was too late. As they crawled, tiny knife marks appeared on their upper bodies, and they were instantly separated by the knife light.

With one knife, more than 30 people were killed!

The number of small and medium-sized masters dropped directly from 280 to 250!

"Yes, kill them. The more you kill, the less likely these people from small and medium-sized sects will agree with you!"

Bai Qi wanted to applaud these big sects.

Well done!

…………

"Asshole!"

Everyone in the Blood Nether Holy Land had red eyes.

Bai Qi killed nearly 3,000 innate masters on the 9th floor of the Immortal God Tomb, which made them very distressed.

But now, in less than a quarter of an hour, more than 70 masters have died!

If they continue to die like this, when their Blood Nether Holy Land opens the passage to the abandoned land, how many practitioners will be left in the entire mortal dynasty?

"I'm going to kill them, I'm going to kill them!"

The elder brother of the Blood Nether Holy Land had a bleeding heart. He pinched his flesh with his fingers, his eyes filled with endless hatred.

"Bai Qi! Bai Qi! I will never let you go."

He swore in his heart that he must refine the culprit Bai Qi into a corpse!

Then he would control Bai Qi's body, kill all his relatives and friends with his own hands, and let Bai Qi see clearly what he had done.

He wanted Bai Qi's soul to be immersed in pain and self-blame forever.

"Wait, I will definitely let you know what it means to be unable to live or die, and what is the weight that life cannot bear!"

"I will make you be pointed at by thousands of people, cursed by thousands of people, and targeted by everyone!"

………………

Just when the elder brother of the Blood Nether Holy Land was thinking about how to deal with Bai Qi.

Outside the Immortal God Tomb, the Imperial City.

The Ninth Prince wiped the cold sweat from his forehead frantically with his dragon robe. Just now, in just a moment, the names of more than 30 masters disappeared from the Tianjiao list.

And the dead were all masters of small and medium-sized sects.

Doesn't this mean that for these powerful people from the big sects, killing the masters of the small and medium sects is as easy as killing chickens and dogs!

Can Bai Qi really do it?

The Ninth Prince is really unsure now.

Even Duke Qin's face changed slightly. Obviously, this situation is beyond his imagination.

Can Bai Qi really kill these powerful masters in the Xiantian realm?

Princess Anyang, Yang Wudi and others were silent, tightly holding the Tianjiao list in their hands, staring at it without blinking.

Only the third priest at the side laughed wildly. He glanced at Princess Anyang and others, and said proudly:

"It is obvious that the person who attacked just now is one person, and that is the Sword Maniac of the Blood Sword Sect!"

"He killed 30 Grandmasters with one sword, including a Grandmaster of the fifth level."

"His ranking also jumped directly from the previous 15th on the Xuan List to the eighth on the Xuan List, surpassing Aguna of the Nanman Gu Tribe."

"And looking at the time of these people's deaths, they disappeared almost at the same time!"

"That is to say, the Sword Maniac only attacked once!"

"30 people were killed in one sword!"

"These big sects joined forces to besiege the small sects, and this is just one person attacking, and he killed more than 30 people. If five or six people attacked together, then the small and medium-sized sects would basically be dead!"

"In the end, only Bai Qi was left standing there alone. Can he really fight against these Grandmasters alone?"

The third priest's duck voice echoed in the imperial city, making Princess Anyang and others extremely annoyed.

Before, they were full of confidence in Bai Qi, but after seeing the terrifying power of these big sects, they really lost their confidence.

Because they could only judge from the list of Tianjiao that the one who made the move was the knife maniac of the Blood Knife Sect, but they could not see that there was also the assistance of the

Ten Thousand Buddha Temple. Therefore, they all felt that this was the true strength of the big sects and the ninth level of the Grandmaster!

Too strong! So strong

that it was suffocating.

………………

At this moment, the Grandmasters of the small and medium-sized sects in the center of the vortex were more pessimistic than Princess Anyang, Yang Wudi, the Ninth Prince and others.

They watched their companions fall one by one.

And the people who really made the move were only two or three!

They lost sixty or seventy people directly.

This almost broke their mentality!

Some people's hands holding weapons were shaking, their lips were trembling, and some people even knelt on the ground, begging the other side:

"Please let us go!"

"We are willing to give you all the elixirs and spiritual herbs on us!"

"Even after leaving the Immortal God Tomb, we will be your slaves. We are not a threat to you at all. Please let us go!"

They were really too scared to die, especially when they saw the strength of the other side, which could completely crush them.

They didn't even have a chance to resist.

How could they fight?

Their mentality completely collapsed.

Because at this moment, the ancient Nanman tribe also took action, and dense insects crawled out of these people.

Then, like zombies, they crawled madly towards the more than 250 masters of small and medium-sized sects.

The dark mass gave goose bumps to people with intensive phobia.

And they had seen with their own eyes how these poisonous insects drilled into the skin, devoured people's flesh and blood, and then drilled out of people's flesh and blood.

Some people even preferred to die rather than be eaten alive by the poisonous insects.

It was too terrible.

It was too horrible.

They really didn't want to fight anymore, there was no hope at all.

But no matter how they begged, even gave up their dignity, the powerful men from the big sects on the opposite side remained unmoved, just looked at them indifferently.

They even felt that the killing was too slow.

"Kill them! Solve them quickly, and then go find Bai Qi after killing them!"

The eldest brother of the Wanmo Sect said lazily.

Then he turned his head and looked at the people from Shaolin Temple and Wanfo Temple.

Although they didn't speak, they continued to recite the Buddhist scriptures. The scriptures that sounded like magic sound made people feel a splitting headache.

This feeling was thousands of times worse than seasickness and motion sickness.

Some masters of small and medium-sized sects even held their heads and beat them frantically.

The knife maniac of the Blood Knife Sect didn't speak either, but just waved the long knife in his hand again, and another bright knife light rushed towards him.

The cold and ruthless knife light directly showed the most densely populated place!

It looks like they are going to kill another twenty or thirty people at once.

"You won't let us live, you want us to die! You force me to do this!"

The masters of the small and medium-sized sects were completely defeated, and they roared like crazy like neurotics.

They no longer pinned their hopes on the masses, but instead knelt straight down in the cave.

"General Bai Qi, please help!"

"General Bai Qi, we didn't really want to surrender before, but they went too far. Even if we have to die, we have to bite off a piece of their flesh!"

"General Bai Qi, let us fight these beasts!"

One roar after another came out of these people's mouths, and the sound shook the entire 9th floor of the Immortal God Tomb.

The 14 priests felt their hearts surging, and looked at Bai Qi next to them excitedly.

It's finally time for a big fight!