"Meng Pingqing …" Xiang Zhili watched as Wu Qing helped the Fortune Gate's disciples to their feet. He said coldly, "Our Fortune Gate's disciples are the pillars of the human race. Even though we've declined, we still put the human race first. We kill demonic beasts and protect the human race. Why did you attack our disciples?"
"Haha, haha …" Meng Pingqing couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Xiang Sheng, if I said that I didn't intend to kill your Fortune Gate's disciples and only wanted to take the Fortune Gate under my wing, would you believe me?"
"I believe you!" Xiang Zhili replied calmly, "But I don't believe that you would attack our Fortune Gate for no reason! You can ask the human race here. Millions of cultivators cried tears of blood, tens of thousands of disciples broke their arms to show their sincerity, and hundreds of Sect Masters broke their alliance. All of this proves that our Fortune Gate is the true ruler of the human race. How could you dare to attack us? "
"This …" Meng Pingqing gritted his teeth. After a moment, he said, "If I said … this is a personal grudge between me and Xiao Sheng, would you believe me?"
Xiang Zhili was stunned for a moment. He looked to his left and knew that Xiao Hua was next to him, so he asked, "Speak!"
"If I speak, will you spare my life?"
"Haha, you're thinking too much!" Xiang Zhili laughed. He looked at the thirty-three Alliance Masters and said loudly, "Thirty thousand years ago, our Fortune Gate's disciples were slaughtered on the Heaven Upholding Peak. Today, you're still plotting against us. Since we've come to the lower realm, how could we spare your lives?"
"Haha, then forget it!" Meng Pingqing looked at the seven Sword Puppets. The sword lights in their hands were brighter after Xiang Zhili and Wu Qing appeared. The silver light was not inferior to the Immortals'. Meng Pingqing's courage was boosted. He laughed loudly and said, "When you capture me … it won't be too late to talk!"
There was no need for Xiang Zhili to say anything. One of the Fortune Gate's Immortals raised his hand. "Wu …" A large silver hand grabbed at Meng Pingqing.
Seeing the silver hand reaching out and the destructive aura approaching, the seven Sword Puppets suddenly moved!
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh …" A silver light flickered between the Sword Puppet's brows, and a towering aura spread out from the Sword Puppet's body. A will that was even more arrogant than Wu Qing's and Xiang Zhili's, and a slightly hoarse voice sounded, "Hehe, Fortune Gate's disciples are really arrogant, coming down to the lower realm in groups …"
Following this voice, one of the Sword Puppets raised the flying sword in its hand. The flying sword whistled as it pierced towards the Fortune Gate disciple who had attacked!
"Boom …" Just as the sword light flashed, the Fortune Gate disciple's silver hand was shattered. The Sword Puppet laughed loudly, "You're just a Mortal Fairy …"
"Not good!" Long Wuqian, who was standing at the side, cried out in alarm. "There are other Immortals who have come to the Lower Realm. These Immortals are at least … advanced Derived Immortals. Wuqing and the others should be advanced Mortal Immortals. They can't defeat these Sword Puppets. Could it be that they will die?"
The situation had changed too quickly. Seeing that he had the upper hand, Meng Pingqing was overjoyed!
However, apart from being overjoyed, Meng Pingqing's heart was also filled with resentment. Since the Immortal Emissary had given the Sword Puppet the power to kill Immortals from the lower realm, why didn't they stop it?
Of course, when he thought of what the Immortal Emissary had said, that the Sword Puppet was to protect him, Meng Pingqing could only grit his teeth and swallow his anger.
Seeing that the sword light was about to pierce the Fortune Gate disciple's forehead, the silver light protecting the Fortune Gate disciple's body had already been torn apart. However, the Fortune Gate disciple was not afraid at all, and there was even a mocking look in his eyes.
Sure enough, just as Meng Pingqing was about to go wild with joy, an unparalleled will swept over again. "Boom …" The Sword Puppet exploded, and the silver light shattered!
"Oh my god! Who … "Long Wuqian was completely dumbfounded, and he said in shock," To be able to destroy the Immortal Puppet controlled by a Derived Immortal with a single thought, this … this is at least a Five Elements Immortal, right? A Five Elements Immortal can also come to the lower realm? "
Following that, a series of explosions rang out. Meng Pingqing was stupefied. In his eyes, the Sword Puppet that the Immortal Emissary had said was absolutely invincible was shattered one after another!
"Who? Who? "The hoarse voice was also shocked, and he shouted loudly.
Nonetheless, not even waiting for this voice to speak a third word, Xu Yangyi's will swept over, and the scattered silver light vanished into thin air. There was no trace left!
"Xiao Sheng, Xiao Sheng …"
All the cultivators were boiling with excitement. At this point, who didn't know that Xiao Sheng had also come to the lower realm?
"Xiao Sheng, Xiao Sheng!"
The crowd's excitement was several times higher than when Wu Qing and the others had appeared!
"Impossible!" Although Long Wuqian's nose was sour, and tears were flowing down his face, he still smiled bitterly, and he muttered in his heart, "Your Xiao Sheng will never come back …"
However, before Long Wuqian's thoughts disappeared, a voice that everyone could clearly hear rang out, "Kill!"
"Kill? This … this is Xiao Hua's voice?? " Long Wuqian felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he tried his best to look into the distance. However, with his strength, how could he see Xiao Hua's figure?
"Impossible, impossible!" Long Wuqian immediately understood, "This is Wu Qing and the others imitating Xiao Hua's voice …"
"Kill!" Xiang Zhili was already impatient. Hearing Xiao Hua's command, he roared angrily and raised his fist. "Rumble …" A bolt of lightning smashed towards Meng Pingqing!
Meng Pingqing was shocked, and he hurriedly activated his Dharmic powers to block it. However, before he could do anything, Xiang Zhili's fist had already arrived. "Boom …" With a loud sound, Meng Pingqing's body was smashed into pieces!
"I'll speak, I'll speak …" A blood dragon-shaped shadow of a hundred feet flew out from Meng Pingqing's body, and he shouted loudly, "I really have a personal grudge with Xiao Sheng. My ancestor, Long Shenzi, was killed by Xiao Sheng …"
Xiang Zhili paused in mid-air for a moment, as if he was listening carefully. Then, "Pfft …" Xiang Zhili spat out lightning again, thinning Meng Pingqing's blood dragon-shaped shadow. Finally, he waved his sleeve and kept it!
However, just as Wannian scanned the area, he realized that Meng Pingqing's blood shadow had disappeared. Obviously, it had been taken away by Xiao Hua!
Xiang Zhili looked at the other thirty-three Heavenly Alliance's Alliance Masters who were fleeing like frightened rats and roared, "Kill!"
As Xiang Zhili raised his hand, one of the Alliance Masters was already smashed into pieces. Even his Nascent Soul was killed before he could escape!
"Kill, kill …" Seeing that the nineteen Immortals had killed Meng Pingqing and the thirty-three Alliance Masters in an instant, and even destroyed the sword formation, the Fortune Gate's disciples could no longer hold back. Together with the Dao Alliance, Profound Alliance, and other sects' disciples, they charged towards the other Heavenly Alliance's disciples!
Millions of Fortune Gate's disciples were watching, and no one had the heart to stop them from closing their eyes!
Only blood, only death, could pay tribute to them!
Xiao Hua stood in mid-air with a cold expression, and Jiu Xia carefully accompanied him. This was the Fortune Gate's revenge, and Jiu Xia did not say a word. Not to mention killing the thirty-three Heavenly Alliance's disciples, even if she had to destroy the Heavenly Alliance's eighty-one Immortal Alliances, Jiu Xia was willing to exchange it for a smile from Xiao Hua!
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