Chapter 825: The Waste Son



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Ye Wuque stood tall, with flying black hair and bright eyes, deep and hot.

Looking at the millions of disciples of the Holy Way of All Heavens in front of him, looking at their firm and hot eyes, Ye Wuque's voice resounded in all directions.

"Everyone, I wonder if you remember that a few days ago, I said that since those bastards from the three Qingming sects dared to show their teeth and stretch out their claws to us, then we must tear the mouths of these bastards, break their teeth, and chop off their dog claws! At that time, I asked everyone if they were willing to fight side by side with me, Ye Wuque. Do you still remember your answers at that time?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes..."

All the disciples of the Holy Way of All Heavens immediately burst into earth-shaking shouts, and all of them were flushed with excitement!

"Then I ask again, do you have the confidence to defeat those bastards from the three Qingming sects? "

Ye Wuque smiled proudly and asked loudly again!

"Yes! Yes! Yes..."

"Haha! Okay, then I still say that, still those four words, we all the holy ways of the heavens will work together to fuck the three Qingming sects!"

"Fuck him! Fuck him..."

The roar of laughter that resounded through the heavens and the earth broke out, just like the day when Ye Wuque came powerfully a few days ago, there were still shouts and cheers that resounded through the sky! At

this moment, Ye Wuque no longer suppressed the excitement and boiling blood in his chest. With a long roar, the fighting spirit rushed into the sky!

"Disciples of all heavens, listen to my orders! Release all your strength, boil all the fighting blood in your body, follow me, fuck the three Qingming sects! "

As soon as these words fell, Ye Wuque's figure disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, he had come to the front of the millions of disciples of Zhutian Shengdao. But the strange thing was that there was still no fluctuation around him, just like a mortal.

Behind Ye Wuque, Ximen Zun and Nie Haozong stood side by side.

After that came the millions of disciples of Zhutian Shengdao. The first few rows were the masters of Zhutian Shengdao's top 100. Qiu Haiyue, Fang He, Tie Youxia and others were among them. Further back, one could see Dou Tian, ​​Mo Honglian, Nalan Yan and others.

"Kill!"

As Ye Wuque uttered this word, his expression became stern, and the murderous intent that had been hidden in his bright eyes for a long time broke out completely, as if the Nine Heavens Dragon had opened its eyes and took a step forward, like a god of war descending to the earth!

"Kill! Kill! Kill..."

Behind him, flags were waving, Ximen Zun and Nie Haozong followed Ye Wuque closely, roaring, and then, millions of disciples of the Holy Way of the Heavens shouted to kill, pouring out like a flood, and the fluctuations of cultivation filled the world!

Tianduan Grand Canyon!

As a mysterious and legendary Tianduan Grand Canyon, it was strange today as if no strange phenomena occurred, or in other words, only one strange phenomenon occurred in the entire Grand Canyon, that is, the formation of the golden wasteland.

In the entire Tianduan Grand Canyon, all special areas disappeared, and the east and west sides, facing each other, completely appeared a road that could connect The golden plains of both sides, the Mist Realm, the Red Lotus Valley, etc., all disappeared.

The appearance of the golden plains also means that the Tianduan Grand Canyon has become a natural battlefield without any obstacles.

Boom!

At this moment, bursts of roars continued to come from one side of the golden plain, as if the earth was shaking, and the momentum was shocking!

From afar, flags were waving, and nearly two million disciples of the three Qingming sects were slowly coming!

The disciples of the three Qingming sects were like demons, no one spoke, and every disciple's face was full of indifference and ruthlessness, with only bloodthirstiness and cruelty in their eyes. , as if they were demons and ghosts that had been waiting to be killed for a long time, and were thirsty for life and blood.

At the forefront of the nearly two million disciples of the three Qingming sects, stood three elders who exuded a powerful aura.

These three were very young, the oldest was only less than 40 years old, and the youngest was only about 30 years old.

These three were the three youngest elders of the three Qingming sects, and their combat power was also unmatched. This time, they appeared at the front of the team as pioneers.

The leader was named Chu Yunxiang, wearing a Qingming Palace martial arts robe embroidered with auspicious clouds. His cultivation was so strong that he had reached the level of integrating three souls. !

Chu Yunxiang is tall, with thick black hair and cold eyes. He looks like a murderous puppet. The murderous aura emanating from his body is extremely strong. It can be seen at a glance that he is stained with countless blood and has a strong murderous nature.

On the left and right are an elder of the Qingming Palace and an elder of the Xinhen Nightmare Sect. The fluctuations of their cultivation are several times stronger than Chu Yunxiang. They have reached the level of six souls!

On the golden plain, as Chu Yunxiang slightly stretched out his hand, nearly two million disciples of the three Qingming sects all stopped. Their movements were uniform and uniform, like a cold and ruthless elite army, which made people's scalps numb.

"Haven't those trash of the Holy Way of the Heavens shown up yet? I can't wait anymore. I need their heads to build a Jingguan! "

A hint of bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of Chu Yunxiang's mouth, making him look even more terrifying, like a demon.

The so-called "Jingguan" is a terrifying high mound formed by piling up the heads of enemies in order to show off one's military strength and brutality. It is extremely terrifying and creepy.

In Chu Yunxiang's eyes, he had already regarded the disciples of Zhutian Shengdao as the materials for Jingguan.

"Hehe, I'm now very curious about the so-called 'Son of God' of Zhutian Shengdao. I really want to see what this person is!"

The next person to speak was another elder of Qingming Temple, the master of Rong Liupo, Zhang Tai!

"Except Duan Tianya and Chu Linglong, Zhutian Shengdao is all garbage. The funny thing is that they actually think that they can be compared with the Son of God by launching some bullshit 'Son of God' out of thin air? It's really ridiculous and ignorant! "

The third person to speak was an elder of the Heart Mark Nightmare Sect, also a master of the Six Souls Fusion, named Kong Xingfeng.

"But the Holy Way of the Heavens really knows how to find people. They found Ye Wuque, who was lucky enough to survive. Haha, the number one of the younger generation in the Northern Sky Region? Just garbage."

Chu Yunxiang stretched out his right hand, slightly clenched it in the air, extremely pale, and his expression was full of disdain.

"Huh? The trash of the Holy Way of the Heavens is here."

Zhang Tai's eyes flashed, and he raised his eyes slightly and looked at the other end of the golden plain.

At the end of his sight, there was a shocking momentum, murderous intent, and a dark mass of figures also slowly approaching.

In the distance, Ye Wuque's bright eyes flashed, and he saw the people of the three Qingming Sects, and also saw the three people in the lead.

But Ye Wuque's eyes only glanced at the three people and ignored them, but swept across the eight directions, looking for something.

Because he suddenly discovered that Jun Shanlie was not here!

This made Ye Wuque's eyes flash slightly.

At this moment, high above the sky of the Tianduan Grand Canyon, a series of huge collision waves that shook the earth suddenly broke out!

"Duan Tianya, the last time you and I just had a small fight, today, you should surrender and send you on your way!"

The voice that sounded like the roar of a demon god resounded in all directions, and it was the voice of the Lord of the Underworld.

"You have said this many times, and you are the one who deserves to die. I will take off your head myself!"

The voice of the Holy Lord of Tianya resounded through the sky, still with magnetism, but with a more majestic and sonorous sound!

Rumble!

Hundreds of cultivation fluctuations belonging to the middle stage of the Soul Realm exploded in the sky. It was the true masters of the Three Qingming Sects and the Holy Way of the Heavens fighting each other to kill the enemy!

Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals!

At this moment, the millions of disciples of the Holy Way of the Heavens led by Ye Wuque and the elders and family heads below the early stage of the Soul Realm were undoubtedly soldiers.

Just as Ye Wuque retracted his gaze to find Jun Shanlie, a voice with a strong contemptuous smile came from afar!

"Hahahaha... Is this the Holy Son of the Holy Way of the Heavens? It's actually a waste with no cultivation! It's really funny, sorry, I just said you are garbage, now it seems that you are not even as good as garbage!"

Chu Yunxiang took a step and jumped thousands of feet away, standing alone, looking at Ye Wuque from afar, with a look of contempt and disdain, and even a kind of ridiculousness, staring at Ye Wuque, arrogant and incomparable.

Zhang Tai and Kong Xingfeng also flashed and appeared in this place, looking at Ye Wuque from afar.

"I am so disappointed! Such mortal garbage, a useless Saint Son, is not even qualified to die in my hands!"

"The first person of the young generation? Humph! Even if he is intact, he is just a grasshopper. What's more, now there is no one in the Holy Way of the Heavens, and it should be destroyed!"

The three people shouted in succession, which immediately aroused the anger of countless disciples of the Holy Way of the Heavens, especially Nie Haozong, who was staring at Chu Yunxiang with a cold light.

However, the nearly two million disciples of the three sects of Qingming laughed continuously, looking at the disciples of the Holy Way of the Heavens as if they were lambs to be slaughtered.

Although the disciples of the Holy Way of the Heavens were extremely angry, no one overstepped the rules because the Saint Son had not spoken yet.

In the distance, Ye Wuque stood tall. After hearing what Chu Yunxiang and the other two said, his face was still cold and expressionless.

But the next moment, Ye Wuque took a step forward and walked towards Chu Yunxiang and the other two slowly.

As he walked, a cold voice slowly rang out!

"If I, the useless son of the Holy Spirit, kill you three like slaughtering dogs, I wonder what you three are?" <="">Search "Kujiang.com" on WeChat, follow it and send the name of the work, and read the full text for free! The fastest update! <="kj_ds_icon">


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