Immortal Wang, Chen Hao, and the other two mixed into the crowd, chatting with Zhou Family's disciples.
At this moment, Wang Changsheng was talking to a yellow-robed man.
"Fellow Daoist Zhou, I heard that your Zhou Clan has a cultivator with heavenly spiritual roots, Zhou Qinghuan. Could you introduce me to him later?" Wang Changsheng asked calmly.
Hearing this, the yellow-robed man frowned and shook his head. "Cousin Qinghuan was murdered dozens of years ago. Otherwise, he would have formed his Gold Core by now."
"Oh, he was murdered? Someone actually dared to murder a disciple of your Zhou Clan. Did you catch the culprit?" Wang Changsheng asked curiously.
"We caught them. It was a group of evil cultivators. They have already been executed. Wang Daoyou, why do I feel that you are very interested in Cousin Qinghuan's matter?" The yellow-robed man said with a strange expression.
Wang Changsheng heard this and chuckled. Just as he was about to say something, the Zhou Clan Head and a group of higher-ups walked into the hall.
Seeing this, everyone stopped talking and hundreds of gazes gathered on Zhou Huaiyuan.
"Old Man, Zhou Huaiyuan, the Zhou Clan Head, thank you all for coming to celebrate the Old Man's birthday. Because there are too many Fellow Daoists here, please forgive us if we have not received you well. Now, let's start the banquet. Serve the dishes." Zhou Huaiyuan cupped his fists and said with a smile.
Then, a group of young men and women in green robes walked into the hall with various dishes. Wine and delicacies were placed on the table.
"Fellow Daoists, don't just stand there. Sit down and eat! Please forgive us if we have not received you well. "Zhou Huaiyuan gestured for the guests to sit down and eat. Then, he sat down on a chair.
Seeing this, the guests sat down one after another.
The dishes on the table were all made with spiritual materials. Not only were they delicious, but they also contained a lot of spiritual Qi.
Wang Changsheng also picked up his chopsticks and put a piece of spiritual fish into his mouth.
As he ate, he casually looked at the chief.
There were not many people at Zhou Huaiyuan's table. There were only seven people. In addition to the two Foundation Establishment women, there were five Core Formation cultivators.
Five Core Formation cultivators, three in the middle stage and two in the early stage.
On Wang Changsheng's side, there were two late Core Formation cultivators and two middle Core Formation cultivators.
Two Core Formation Stage cultivators from the Blood Kill Gate were sitting at a table not far away.
Chen Hao raised his head and saw Wang Changsheng looking at him.
"Chen Daoyou, get ready to attack," said Wang Changsheng via voice transmission.
Chen Hao nodded at Wang Changsheng upon hearing this.
Wang Changsheng turned to look at Mu??? Pi? A sedan chair? Thinking of coming together??? To say or to say
Wang Changsheng abruptly stood up and raised his left hand. A stack of red talismans flashed out, transforming into a dozen huge fireballs the size of water tanks that hurtled toward the chief disciple.
Then, he shouted, "Do it!"
Then, he quickly patted the two corpse pouches on his waist. A red light and three black lights flew out. They were Ye Mingyue and the three zombies.
The moment Wang Changsheng threw out the stack of large fireball talismans, Mu??? Bo Wei?? Xuan Fei? Zhu Wu? Zhi Ding? Is Northern Jia Ke eating Tun Tun Tun? Pi?
At the same time, Chen Hao and the round-faced man each took out two blood-colored flying daggers and shot them toward Zhou Huaiyuan and the others.
Zhou Huaiyuan was drinking with the grey-clothed man when a dozen huge fireballs suddenly flew toward him.
At the same time, several magic treasures attacked from the left and right.
Zhou Huaiyuan's expression changed greatly and he hurriedly shouted, "Not good, enemy attack!"
After he finished speaking, his figure flashed and his body flew backwards. At the same time, he opened his mouth and spat out a small green shield. The green shield expanded in the wind and quickly spun around him.
At the same time, the remaining four Core Formation cultivators also reacted and cast spells to resist.
A middle-aged man was just about to make a move when his body was pierced by four blood-colored flying daggers.
Three red flying daggers flashed and arrived in front of the grey-clothed man. Just as his head was about to be chopped off, a small green sword flew out of his body and quickly spun around the grey-clothed man.
"Clang, clang" three sounds rang out and the three red flying daggers were sent flying.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the grey-clothed man shook his sleeve and a green bead flashed out and floated above his head. The green bead released a green light and covered him.
A blue-robed old man with a withered face shook his sleeve and a blue jade bowl flew out. It turned into a blue light screen and covered him.
A middle-aged woman with a pretty face took out a silver brocade handkerchief and floated it above her head. The silver brocade handkerchief released a white light and covered her body.
At this time, the guests in the hall also reacted.
The three zombies' eyes flashed with an ominous glint and they each jumped in front of a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Their stiff hands firmly grabbed the cultivator's shoulder and they opened their mouths to reveal a pair of sharp fangs and bit towards the cultivator.
Three blood-curdling screams sounded in succession and the three Foundation Establishment cultivators' gazes became sluggish.
The three zombies released their grip and the three Foundation Establishment cultivators fell to the ground. There were two finger-sized bloody holes in their necks. The zombies pushed off with their legs and continued to pounce towards the surrounding Foundation Establishment cultivators.
At the same time, Ye Mingyue opened his mouth and spat out four short black swords. They turned into four streaks of black light and circled around several tables.
A burst of blood-curdling screams sounded and a dozen or so Foundation Establishment cultivators fell into a pool of blood.
"Ghost King, Black Zombie?" Someone recognized the three zombies and Ye Mingyue and involuntarily cried out in alarm.
In response, Ye Mingyue acted as if he didn't hear and controlled the four short black swords to massacre the Foundation Establishment cultivators. In front of the four short black swords, any defenses the Foundation Establishment cultivators put up were as thin as paper.
In less than a few breaths of time, dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators fell into pools of blood and the number of casualties continued to increase.
For a moment, the hall was in chaos and the guests ran out one after another.
The sounds of fighting attracted the attention of the Zhou Clan disciples outside. They hastily sounded the alarm and called for reinforcements.
At this time, Mu???? Wu Fu? Bi Fu? Silly Dou Di Yi Lu Xiong Sakura?? Fan Fu? Peng Ping Li Lian Wu? Li Lian? Li Lian Huang? Wu? Bi Fu?? Bi Fu?? Should??? Ni Kang Ne? Mi Ai Ye? Qi Gao?
Chen Hao and the round-faced man controlled their flying daggers to attack the blue-robed old man and the middle-aged woman. The sound of magic weapons colliding rang out continuously.
Zhou Huaiyuan's gaze swept across the hall and his expression was terrifyingly gloomy.
Although their Zhou Clan had five or six Core Formation cultivators, there were less than three inside the castle. The other three were either wandering outside or stationed in spirit mines or markets.
He flipped his palm and a cyan formation disk appeared in his hand. Just as he was about to activate the formation in the hall, a red light beam the size of a water tank shot out.
The red light beam was extremely fast and arrived in front of him in a flash.
With a loud bang, the red beam of light hit the cyan shield.
With a bang, the cyan shield and Zhou Huaiyuan flew out and smashed into the wall before falling down heavily.
Before he had time to stand up, a silver light shot out.
Zhou Huaiyuan's expression changed greatly. He made a gesture with one hand and the cyan shield suddenly shone brightly. It flew up and blocked in front of him.
However, if one looked carefully, one could see several thin and long cracks on the cyan shield.
With a bang, the silver light passed through the cyan shield. The cyan shield was split into two and Zhou Huaiyuan's body was also split into two. His face was full of disbelief.
Then, the silver light circled and went straight to the grey-robed man.
With a bang, the silver light was blocked by a green light. The silver light was astonishingly a silver longsword.
Wang Changsheng made a hand seal and the silver longsword shined brightly, turning into a thirty-meter-long silver flood dragon.
The silver flood dragon opened its mouth and spat out a thick silver light beam that struck the green light.
With a loud bang, a large amount of lightning submerged the grey-robed man's figure.
There was a burst of whistling sound, and 3 red flying knives flashed and disappeared into the lightning quickly.
A blood-curdling scream came from the lightning!
Not long after, the lightning scattered and the grey-robed man fell into a pool of blood. His eyes were filled with shock.
The silver flood dragon circled and quickly rushed towards the blue-robed old man.
Under the siege of Wang Changsheng and the other three, the blue-robed old man and the middle-aged woman also fell into a pool of blood.
At this time, Ye Mingyue had also killed all the Foundation Establishment Cultivators in the hall. The originally joyous hall was filled with corpses and the air was filled with a thick smell of blood.
"Who dares to cause trouble in our Zhou Clan?" A dignified male voice came from the horizon.
In the next moment, two streaks of light flew in from afar and landed in the hall.
The streaks of light disappeared, revealing a dignified silver-robed old man and a white-haired old woman.
Seeing the corpses in the hall, the two people's expressions changed greatly. Without saying anything, they flew back the way they came. In a few flashes, they were a thousand feet away.
"Hmph, you want to leave? Don't you think it's too late?" Seeing this, Wang Changsheng's lips curled into a mocking smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, his body emitted a black light and disappeared.
Not long after, two blood-curdling screams came from the horizon.
One day later, a terrifying piece of news quickly spread throughout the Martial Kingdom. The Zhou Clan had been exterminated by a high level cultivator.
The Zhou Clan's Castle was filled with corpses. The Zhou Clan's treasure vault was opened and all the treasures were gone.
According to the survivors, the culprit was a demonic cultivator who controlled zombies and ghosts.
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