Volume 1 Chapter 215 The Treacherous Master Brother of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect

At this moment, the Tianjiao List was shaking wildly.

Outside the Immortal God Tomb, everyone understood that the decisive battle in the ninth floor of the Immortal God Tomb had already begun.

However, the faces of the people in the Blood Nether Holy Land were getting uglier and uglier.

"Master Brother, according to the death toll recorded on the Tianjiao List, why are there more and more deaths in the big sects?"

"Are they still fighting among themselves?"

"This shouldn't be the case!"

"After the ninth level of the Shaolin Temple's Grandmaster was destroyed, there are only three major sects left. Are they still going to fight each other?" "

This is too stupid!"

The people in the Blood Nether Holy Land were increasingly unable to understand the situation in the ninth floor of the Immortal God Tomb.

Are all the people here fools?

The face of the eldest brother of the Blood Nether Holy Land became more and more ugly. He tightly grasped the mother list of the Tianjiao list, and the coldness in his eyes became more and more intense. He said word by word:

"It seems that we underestimated Bai Qi's strength! Bai Qi obviously has an absolute upper hand!"

"I'm afraid it's not Bai Qi who died this time, but those masters who came down from the eighth floor of the Immortal God Tomb." "

They may even be wiped out!"

How is it possible?

This is too mysterious!

They have always believed that the final winners are all big sects, and it

's just a matter of how many people die. Why did the eldest brother say that Bai Qi won in the end?

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and they obviously couldn't accept such a result, but they couldn't see where the problem was.

But out of trust in the eldest brother, no one raised any objections. They

just secretly guessed in their hearts, how did Bai Qi do it?

Can he really kill all the people on the ninth floor of the Immortal God Tomb by himself?

You know, every master in the ninth floor of the Immortal God Tomb is stronger than Bai Qi!

Is Bai Qi's talent really that strong?

Can he even stand shoulder to shoulder with them?

………………

On the other side, in the Imperial City of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Yang Paifeng, Princess Anyang and others kept cheering, because the situation was becoming more and more favorable for Bai Qi.

The Ninth Prince was like a messenger on the battlefield, shaking the Tianjiao list in his hand, showing off Bai Qi's current results to everyone.

"Five of the forty-five people from the big sect have been killed, leaving only 40!"

"General Bai Qi has an absolute advantage!"

The Ninth Prince shouted excitedly.

"The general is mighty, and the general will win!"

Thirty thousand cavalrymen immediately burst into thunderous cheers, raised their weapons and slapped their armors frantically. They liked to hear this the most.

It was like hearing the battle of the front in the military camp.

Every time they killed an enemy, they cheered.

The three priests on the side snorted coldly. He didn't want the Ninth Prince to be so arrogant, so he said indifferently:

"Although 5 people died in the big sects, 20 people died in the small and medium sects!"

"There were more than 120 people in the small and medium sects before, but now there are only 100 people. No matter how I count, the big sects are taking advantage!"

His voice was not loud, but with the blessing of his internal strength, it quickly exploded in everyone's ears.

The 30,000 cavalry rolled their eyes and cursed the dead eunuch's voice, which was too unpleasant, just like the quacking of a duck.

"Your Majesty, what other results are there? Read them out quickly!"

They were anxious and kept urging.

The Ninth Prince did not disappoint these soldiers. Now he not only wanted to be a messenger on the battlefield, but also wanted to have enough interaction with these soldiers in the front.

Only in this way can we gather the morale of the army.

When he opened the list of geniuses again, the data on it changed wildly again. The Ninth Prince couldn't help but hold his breath, and then exclaimed:

"Ten people from the big sects died again this time! They only have 30 people left."

"And this time, only 20 people from the small and medium sects died! There are more than 80 people left."

With a bang!

The crowd exploded again, and the sound of discussion almost blew off the roof of the palace. There was excitement in the eyes of the soldiers.

"General Bai Qi has an absolute advantage!" "

The first time, we killed 5 enemies and lost 20 people, and the battle loss ratio is 1:4!"

"This time, we killed 10 enemies, and General Bai Qi only lost 20 people, and the battle loss ratio is 1:2!"

"It's getting stronger each time. General Bai Qi's side has the upper hand. General Bai Qi will definitely win! "

These soldiers are not fools, they are veterans who have fought bloody battles on the battlefield, and they know war best.

Even if they don't know how to count, they are still clear about the minimum casualty ratio.

And they can quickly know the strength comparison between the enemy and us based on the casualties.

Because only in this way can they judge whether the balance of victory is on their side or on the enemy's side.

If they don't even have this ability, they would have died hundreds of times on the battlefield.

The third priest's face became more and more ugly. He already had a bad premonition in his heart, but he didn't dare to believe it no matter what.

Could it be that the big sect will really lose?

Just as he was thinking, the excited voice of the ninth prince came out again: "Another death, another death!"

Everyone immediately held their breath and listened to the ninth prince:

"Another 15 imperial soldiers of the big sect died. They only have the last 15 people left! And on General Bai Qi's side, only 25 people died this time! "

There are only 15 people left.

The big sect will be completely wiped out!

The three priests' faces changed, because he knew better than these people how bad the situation was on the big sect's side,

because the 15 people on the big sect's side also included the fish that escaped from the Shaolin Temple.

In other words, the people from the three major sects, Wanmo Sect, Blood Knife Sect, and Wanfo Temple, were almost all dead.

Sure enough, the next moment the Ninth Prince's excited roar was heard: "The disciples of the Blood Knife Sect were all killed! Only the ninth-level Grandmaster Sword Maniac is left!"

"General Bai Qi has destroyed another sect!"

"Congratulations to the general!"

Boom!

The crowd exploded again, and one of the three major sects was about to be shaved bald.

Their sect has become a commander without troops, and it is not far from being wiped out!

"The general will win, the general will win!"

The mad roar of 30,000 soldiers.

Princess Anyang even gave Yang Paifeng a warm hug to celebrate Bai Qi's victory. She smiled like a beautiful peony.

Many soldiers around were stunned.

"Third Lord, you are going to lose!"

"Have you thought about how to fulfill the bet?"

Princess Anyang did not forget to remind the third Lord.

The third Lord pursed his lips tightly, saying nothing, expecting a miracle to happen.

Suddenly, he found that Dao Kuang's name suddenly dimmed and slowly disappeared from the Tianjiao list.

Dao Kuang is going to die?

How is it possible?

Especially when he saw that Bai Qi's name was still so golden, the third Lord couldn't help but scream.

At this moment, even the stable Duke Qin was stunned. Dao Kuang was going to die, but Bai Qi was fine!

How did he do this?

Although Dao Kuang was seriously injured, it would cost a heavy price to kill him.

Even if Bai Qi was not seriously injured, the small and medium-sized sects under Bai Qi should have lost a lot of people at this moment, after all, that was the ninth level of the Grandmaster!

Duke Qin immediately checked the list of Tianjiao, but found that there was no large-scale death in the small and medium-sized sects.

There were only more than 60 people killed before, and now there are still more than 60 people, not one less!

This puzzled him.

...

At this moment, in the Tomb of Immortals and Gods.

Bai Qi was more surprised than Duke Qin, because it was not someone from a small and medium-sized sect who killed Dao Kuang.

The person who shot was actually the eldest brother of Wanmo Sect!

At this moment, the eldest brother of Wanmo Sect inserted a hand directly into Dao Kuang's heart from behind.

His move made everyone dumbfounded.

Even the people of Wanmo Sect subconsciously stayed away from him, fearing that they would be killed by their eldest brother.

"Why? You beast! You didn't kill Bai Qi, but you attacked me!"

Dao Kuang's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared madly, and even wanted to self-destruct.

However, he was powerless. His heart was broken, and the true energy in his body was still flowing out uncontrollably. It was impossible for him to self-destruct.

"Hahaha! Idiot, have you forgotten that the Ten Thousand Demon Sect has a secret technique called the North Sea Magic Art?"

"Since you are going to die, why don't you help me?"

The eldest brother of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect laughed strangely, with a demonic aura all over his body.

"The North Sea Magic Art! It is the North Sea Magic Art that is said to be able to devour the true energy and even the essence of the enemy's flesh and blood!"

Someone couldn't help but exclaim.

There is a fish in the North Sea named Kun. It is said that this magic art is the ancient Kunpeng's art that can devour the world.

However, when it was passed down to the Mortal Dynasty, the art was greatly weakened and barely reached the level of the immortal god's art.

But it is still very easy to plunder and devour the essence of a mortal's flesh and blood and true energy.

Especially the seriously injured Dao Kuang.

"Bitch... I will not let you go even if I become a ghost!" Dao Kuang was furious. He never thought that he would become the nourishment of the eldest brother of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect.

But no matter how he struggled, it was useless.

As the eldest brother of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect used the North Sea Magic Art, his body shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then became a mummy.

With a snap, the body of the ninth-level Grandmaster Dao Kuang fell to the ground and turned into a pile of dry bones.

Dao Kuang died!

All the grandmasters of the Blood Sword Sect were wiped out!

On the other hand, the seriously injured body of the Wanmo Sect's senior brother recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the leg that had just been broken was regenerated.

This!

Even Bai Qi was secretly amazed.

He still knew too little about the cultivation world!

What made Bai Qi even more horrified was that after the Wanmo Sect's senior brother recovered his cultivation, he actually made a direct move and pierced the hearts of the remaining two Wanmo Sect's junior brothers.

"Senior brother! What are you going to do?"

The two screamed in horror.

Obviously, they didn't expect their senior brother to be so crazy.

"Since you are going to die anyway, why not help senior brother?" The Wanmo Sect's senior brother licked his lips and laughed strangely.

Then he mercilessly used the North Sea Demon Art to devour the blood and flesh essence of his two junior brothers.

At this moment, all the disciples of the Wanmo Sect were also dead!

Cruel!

Too cruel!

The masters of the small and medium sects shuddered and took a few steps back, trying to distance themselves from this madman.

However, the eldest brother of the Wanmo Sect ignored these people and turned his eyes to the Wanfo Temple.

"Bald donkey, how about you lend me a hand? If I devour you, I can reach the peak of the ninth level of the Grandmaster and enter the realm of the Grand Master at any time!"

The eldest brother of the Wanmo Sect showed a sick smile and walked towards the people of the Wanfo Temple step by step.

"Evil creature, don't even think about it!"

The eldest brother of the Wanfo Temple was sweating profusely, and his bald head looked like it had just been washed.

He thought he had been very careful, but he didn't expect that he would be calculated in the end.

At this moment, there were only six monks left in the surrounding Wanfo Temple.

These six people all looked desperate.

The eldest brother of the Wanmo Sect was an out-and-out big devil. He could even kill his own junior brother, so how could he let go of these Buddhist disciples?

In the eyes of the eldest brother of the Wanmo Sect, they were the best nourishment.

Especially their own senior brother, that is also a master of the ninth level of the Grandmaster Realm. As long as they devour their senior brother, the senior brother of the Wanmo Sect can definitely step into the peak of the ninth level of the Grandmaster Realm.

Who can resist such a temptation?

They knew that they would die today!

So the six monks looked at each other, chanted a Buddhist, and then took action together, pressing their palms on their senior brothers.

Then, everyone's internal strength was given to their senior brothers.

"Senior brother, use the secret method! One can live, so that they can avenge us!"

They roared in despair.

Since they are going to die, they might as well transfer all their strength to their senior brothers and fulfill their senior brothers.

At this moment, the golden Buddha light illuminated the world, and it was so strong that people couldn't open their eyes.

The senior brother of the Wanfo Temple also had a face full of grief and indignation. He was not as shameless as the senior brother of the Wanmo Sect, who wanted to drain the lifelong cultivation of his junior brothers to improve his realm.

But now that things have come to this, if he does not accept the kindness of his junior brothers, then he can only be buried with them.

The eldest brother of Wanfo Temple also had blood on his hands. He was not a saint monk who swept the floor without hurting the lives of ants.

So he did not hesitate at all, but immediately activated the secret method of the Buddhist sect.

A loud peacock cry sounded.

The eldest brother of Wanfo Temple bloomed one illusory feather after another, just like a peacock spreading its tail.

"This is... the Peacock King Nirvana Method!"

The 14th worshiper screamed, turned around and found that Bai Qi didn't know, he immediately explained to Bai Qi:

"My lord, the devil sect devours others to replenish itself, and the Buddha sect is reborn in Nirvana and lives a new life! These are all supreme secret methods for healing instantly."

Bai Qi nodded, and became more and more curious about the cultivation methods of this world.

The Peacock King Nirvana Method that the eldest brother of Wanfo Temple is using now is obviously not a mortal method. I'm afraid it is another inheritance from the immortals.

The Fourteenth Priest saw that Bai Qi was still in a mood to leisurely evaluate and appreciate the skills of the monks of the Wanfo Temple at this time. He was so anxious that his mouth was about to bubble. He said anxiously:

"Master, we can't let him break through again. If the eldest brother of the Wanfo Temple also recovers to the state of complete victory, we will have another powerful enemy!"

But before Bai Qi could answer, an evil voice came out: "Don't worry about this! I won't let him be reborn in Nirvana!"

I'm relieved... The Fourteenth Priest breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next moment, his mouth opened wide, and the horror in his eyes became stronger.

Because the person who spoke was the eldest brother of the Wanmo Sect!

"Little bald donkey, I'm waiting for you to use the Peacock King Nirvana Method. You are so delicious to devour! Enough for me to enter the peak of the ninth level of the Grandmaster! Even give birth to a divine thought!"

Everyone's eyes flashed, and they saw that the eldest brother of the Wanmo Sect came behind the eldest brother of the Wanfo Temple like a Kunpeng.

He stretched out his black hands and inserted them fiercely into the back of the eldest brother of the Wanfo Temple.

With a puff!

Blood splattered.

"No! Just a little bit, just a little bit!"

The eyes of the elder brother of Wanfo Temple were full of unwillingness. The Nirvana method had been performed and he was in

the process of Nirvana rebirth. But at this moment, he was also the most vulnerable.

The elder brother of Wanmo Sect chose this moment, and the North Sea Magic Art was activated, madly devouring the blood and flesh essence of the elder brother of Wanfo Temple.

In just a moment, the six monks of Wanfo Temple were drained of their true energy and died on the spot.

Then, the true energy of the elder brother of Wanfo Temple, who had just reached the ninth level of the Grandmaster, was drained, followed by the blood and flesh essence of his ninth level of the Grandmaster.

"No!——"

The elder brother of Wanfo Temple roared in despair, watching his body being drained into a dry corpse.

His body even contained endless essence in his bones, so he was even more miserable when he encountered the North Sea Magic Art!

The elder brother of Wanmo Sect devoured him without leaving any residue.

A breeze blew, and the elder brother of Wanfo Temple disappeared with the wind.

The masters of Wanfo Temple were also all destroyed!

Moreover, he died at the hands of his allies.

This is too ironic.

Bai Qi wanted to say, it was too tragic.

At this moment, the eldest brother of the Wanmo Sect opened his arms comfortably, as if embracing the whole world. He took a satisfied breath and opened his eyes again.

At this moment, everyone saw a bright silver light flashing in his eyes.

Divine Thoughts!

Grandmaster Ninth Level Peak!