“Wow!”
The cultivator who had been indifferent just now was completely confused.
"Zhu Diyu is dead, the sect leader's last disciple is dead!"
"That axe!"
These elders all looked at Ye Tian, and also at the axe in Ye Tian's hand. The blood on the Mountain God Axe was gone, and no matter how they tried to distinguish it, they could not know the origin of the Mountain God Axe.
Ye Tian stretched out his axe and pointed it at everyone.
"Fight or negotiate, what do you choose?"
"Remember, don't mess with ordinary people!"
The reason Ye Tian came this time was to let the cultivators understand, and to let the Xianjian Sect know that they were not allowed to touch the mortal world in the future.
"metropolitan!"
The elders all looked at Wanjian Mountain. At this time, Venerable Qingyuan's face turned pale, and he stared at Ye Tian secretly.
"Master, this person is indeed a cultivator. He has spiritual energy in his body, but his realm cannot be seen."
"The axe in his hand is very ordinary, but it was able to kill Zhu Diyu with one blow. This axe is definitely not an ordinary item."
This nonsense made Venerable Qingyuan say this, and a hint of impatience appeared on Wan Jianshan's calm face.
"Three hundred years!"
Wan Jianshan finally spoke. Zhu Diyu's death did not make Wan Jianshan sad. Wan Jianshan was a powerful person in the Jindan realm and had practiced for three hundred years.
"Ye Tian, you are the first person who dares to speak to our sect like this."
"Kill my apprentice, do you know what will happen?"
Wan Jianshan's eyes darkened, but he still sat on the throne.
"Three hundred years? I thought you could live for a thousand years. You only lived for three hundred years, but you think you're so high and mighty that you think you're a god?"
"Then let me ask you, have you ever been born in your mother's womb? Did you know how to practice right after you were born?"
"You've never been sick? You've never experienced joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness?"
"Cultivators are just people who can cultivate. Who gives you the courage to be so high and mighty?"
"Master Wan, put away your arrogance. I am in charge of China, so you must abide by my rules."
Ye Tian refused to give in and would just fight until he was convinced.
Wan Jianshan listened to Ye Tian's words and actually nodded.
"So, you think you're so powerful that you want to set rules for cultivators?"
"Do you think the Dragon King is so great? Do you think that just because you rule China, others will listen to you?"
"Ye Tian, you are too naive. In this world, power does not lie in you, but in us. The meaning of our existence is beyond your imagination."
Ye Tian looked down at the axe.
"Do you have any meaning? The country is in danger, where are you cultivators? The West is oppressing the East, where are you?"
"People in the West understand that living in the present moment is important. Even if they enter the ultimate state, it's just to live longer and enjoy this world more. What about you?"
"Wanjianshan, stop talking nonsense!"
"If you don't talk, I'll kill you!"
"I'll kill you until you're willing to talk. If you still refuse, I'll kill you all. After all, you're not the first ancient sect to be destroyed by me."
Ye Tian’s last words made Wan Jianshan’s pupils shrink.
"Who did you kill?"
"Three Immortals Temple, Yunyan Ancient Sect!" Ye Tian gave a direct smile like the King of Hell.
"impossible!"
Venerable Qingyuan shook his head on the spot, and the other elders also shook their heads.
Wan Jianshan naturally didn't believe it, so he stretched out his hand.
"boom!"
The gate of the Immortal Sword Hall closed immediately, and a spiritual power descended upon the hall. The power of the Golden Core Realm, Wanjian Mountain wanted to suppress it.
Ye Tian held the axe and looked around again.
"It seems that there is nothing to talk about?"
"One last question, is anyone leaving here?"
"Ye Tian, who do you think you are?"
Before Wan Jianshan gave the order, an elder could no longer bear it and rushed out.
"You came here alone!"
But at this moment, ripples suddenly flashed behind Ye Tian, and the aura of zombies burst out.
"What? Zombies?"
Everyone watched in shock as a zombie appeared behind Ye Tian.
Wan Jianshan also narrowed his eyes, looked at the zombie, and stood up suddenly.
"Flying Zombie, three hundred years!"
"Could it be?"
Wan Jianshan stared at the flying zombie intently, as if he had noticed something. Wan Jianshan said directly to Ye Tian: "Where did you get this flying zombie?"
"you guess?"
Ye Tian continued to smile at the King of Hell of Wanjian Mountain.
As he smiled, Wan Jianshan's eyes darkened.
"This sect wants this flying zombie!"
"Him, whatever you want!"
Wan Jianshan said so, and the hall was filled with the power of the golden elixir, and the elders took action one after another.
“Ouch!”
The zombie roared and attacked the elders. Ye Tian's figure flashed and he appeared in front of another elder.
"Three axes!"
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