"Grand, beat him to death!" The preacher Tong Zhiyuan ordered the eighteen martial artists in golden brown and sesame clothes beside him.

The martial arts practitioners took action one after another. They should have developed a body of steel, iron and iron, and their arm strength and leg strength were quite terrifying. Moreover, these eighteen people had a very tacit understanding with each other. When moving forward, each person had the same physical skills. Sometimes the snake approached rapidly, and sometimes it was scattered like a raptor raid.

"Hao!!!!!!!"

The sky gradually sinks, and in the twilight mountains and forests, a roar of roar from the sky was inexplicably heard, followed by a majestic yin aura scrambled from all directions of Hongtian Peak, as if countless ghosts were stretching out their claws and slashing at everything wildly!

The eighteen brown and golden warriors in the sacking clothes just arrived next to Zhu Minglang and were about to set up a killing formation, the yin evil breath swept them all away.

The sky was inexplicably dark, and the surroundings were even more covered by a darkness. People could see that the area was very limited. Just when a sensation of fear surged deep in everyone's heart, two dark sickles suddenly appeared in the dark world!!!

The black sickle spans the two sides of the southeast and stands high above the magnificent Hongtian Peak. The tens of thousands of people in the Hongtian Peak Taoist Temple are like floating dust compared to this amazing sickle!!

"Swish!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The sickle suddenly slashed down, and the Hongtian Peak, which had been standing for countless thousand years, was cut hard from the Taoist temple at the top of the peak, and the top of the peak was directly cracked. The Taoist temple was divided into two, and the entire Hongtian Peak that stood towards the sky was broken into two like bamboo strips!!!

One peak turned into two peaks, and none of the eighteen golden brown warriors in front of Zhu Minglang were spared, and they all died suddenly in this Tiandi Scythe!!

The missionary Tong Zhiyuan stood there blankly, looking at Hongtian Peak that was cut open in disbelief, and then at his arm...

Blood sprayed wildly from the wound of the cut arm, and Tong Zhiyuan's face began to twist. He opened his mouth and screamed in pain!!!

There is a lot of traffic in Tianfeng City. Before dusk, there is a night market in Tianfeng City, which will be quite lively. People are walking on the streets in a crowded manner, watching flowers and buying clothes. It is very lively, but soon a shocking scene appeared in each of them. Hongtian Peak, which they worshipped as the sacred mountain, almost touching the magnificent Tianfeng Mountain in the clouds, was split in half by a huge black sickle!!

From the perspective of their mountain, this scene is no different from the huge hole being broken in the sky!!!

Surprised, panic, and cried, the whole Tianfeng City was in chaos. Not only did the faith collapse in an instant, but they didn’t even know where to hide!!

...

The dragon of Hell merges with the dim sky. It does not reveal its original deity, leaving only a pair of dark eyes. In this dark world, he looked down at the ordinary people who were delusional to attack Zhu Minglang!

The eighteen masters of Hongtian Peak were instantly destroyed, and even the god-level preacher Tong Zhiyuan was directly cut off one arm. The gods and people of the entire Hongtian Peak Taoist Temple had collapsed. When have they seen such a power to destroy the world!!!

Is this still a mortal?!

It is clearly the slash of God's wrath!!

"The people below have eyes but don't know Mount Tai, and the people below have eyes but don't know Mount Tai!!" Tong Zhiyuan knelt down suddenly, completely gone from his previous hypocritical appearance.

"I saw, I think, I think you remember these three rules?" Zhu Minglang once again asked about the missionary of Hongtianfeng.

"Remember, remember, this matter must be our negligence, and we did not deal with it impartially, and we indulge our subordinates to wantonly humiliate the people of Dawn. It is our gods and the dereliction of duty by God's envoys. In the future, we will definitely strictly discipline them and will never allow our subordinates to do this kind of unreasonable thing!" Tong Zhiyuan did not care about his other arm and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

"There is no need to swear to me, how can I control everyone's words and deeds? What kind of person are you in your bones? Then do what you want to do, harm the people, persecute the people, abuse the divine power, and condemn yourself... Anyway, you think this will make you happy physically and mentally, and you will be happy in this sense of superiority. Then follow this virtue in your bones. It is okay for you to pray to him every day when you worship God - don't be caught by me! Because a god like me will never give you a second chance. I am not a Buddha, and there is no need to forgive you. My authority is to send you to reincarnate! I don't advise you to be individuals in the next life, because you are most likely beasts in the next life!"

When Zhu Minglang said these words, the demon flames suddenly surged from the two-part Hongtian Peak Taoist Temple. You can see the Netherworld Flame seeping out of the cracks, spreading rapidly like streams and rivers throughout the entire Hongtian Peak Taoist Temple. This flame will not burn a piece of paper or feather, but will penetrate the body of the living creature and spread indestructiblely!!

The Netherworld Demon Fire has no temperature, and it even makes people feel bone-permeable. What it really burns is the human soul. Zhu Minglang's eyes are completely reflected in the Netherworld Fire Eyes of the King of Hell Dragon at this time, cold, unruly, majestic...

Nie Xiaoxuan of Heshuang Sect looked at Zhu Minglang blankly, and suddenly saw a giant dragon in the huge darkness behind Zhu Minglang. The dragon has a pair of sickle wings, which are attached to Zhu Minglang like a demon soul. The vigorous dragon horns are huge, and its majestic body is trembling. A dragon face plate that coexists with majestic and darkness is more like a dark master, judging the life and death of people in the world!!

"Yan...King of Hell..."

The legendary King of Hell!!

Dragon of Hell!!!

Nie Xiaoxuan is a man who makes dragon-binding silk. She knows all kinds of dragons very well. The emperor in the night - the King of Hell Dragon is the most rare and special, and is the well-deserved night dragon emperor!

Such a dragon... actually surrendered to this man!

The persona of the King of Hell is even higher than that of some righteous gods in the Tianshu Shenjiang. How could the soul of the King of Hell be able to make the King of Hell be bow down and surrender?

Could it be that he is the god!!

Nie Xiaoxuan didn't dare to blink, for fear of missing any details on Zhu Minglang. She has now concluded that Zhu Minglang is the high-ranking god of the sky, and is definitely not a scattered immortal, but he belongs to that sky star, what is the name of the god??

The scholar who was killed by thunder seemed to have written his name, but at that time only a few people in front of Zhu Minglang could hear it...

Convict the righteous God with a letter of conviction...

Then he was killed by thunder!!

Oh my God, why didn’t I think of this!!

It turns out that he just said that he had destroyed Hongtian Peak, which was definitely not a fool. This god who was parading the lower world really wanted to destroy Hongtian Peak!!!

Nie Xiaoxuan's eyes had a bright light. She had never been as excited as she was now. God finally opened his eyes and finally wanted to punish these lawless gods. Finally, someone dared to question the shady gods and dared torture the lofty star god!!!

...

Stepping on the dark flame, Zhu Minglang was like a god of death, stepping on this gorgeous Taoist temple of Hongtian Peak.

Zhu Minglang is the one who should be killed, including the preacher with a long hair and a young face.

However, when Zhu Minglang was about to destroy the butchers together, a group of people carrying black and golden cars flew over on another dim sky peak, and they landed at Zhu Minglang's location.

A middle-aged man jumped out of the car, followed by four demigods in different coloured garments.

"I am Changli, the master of Heitian Peak, and the servant of Zhaoyao. Although there is no star name in Changqiu, I am also the god of the palm ring on this border. Who is the sacred place? To be so cruel to us Zhaoyao, aren't you afraid that my god will destroy you in the body and spirit?!" said the god who claimed to be the palm ring.

A common history??

Zhu Minglang has really heard of this name.

On the Jiting Continent, those under the gods were under the banner of this Changli, including the millions of people killed by Zhu Minglang who slaughtered the people in one city!

Another indulgencer!

Hongtian Peak, Heitian Peak, the reputation of the leader is already terrifying in Zhongxin City. I don’t know why they have the face to set up Taoist temples on Tianfeng and enjoy the worship of all people!

"Your son is dead, how many people do you want to be buried with you? Tell me a number." Zhu Minglang said to Chang Li.

That emperor was Chang Li's son and one of the beloved disciples of God.

After Chang Li lost his son, he obviously started to kill people crazy on the charge of disobedience of the shady god. He would not let it go if he didn't implicate the ten tribes of the Heshuang Sect!

"I am burying with my god? I am eliminating the disobedient for my god. My son's death is small. There is such a disobedient group hidden in our territory but it is not able to be cleaned up. If my god is swaying the blessings of the lower world, it is a way to save hundreds of millions of people. If these rat shit angered my god, the wind is not smooth, the rain is not smooth, the thunder, the mountain torrent, the tsunami, and the lunar eclipse are constantly born, will it be a hundred million people? "As a god-level person, Chang Li naturally has his mature set of rhetoric.

"Since that's the case, you call Zhaoyao and I confront him. I want to see if this is what you mean or what he means!" Zhu Minglang said to Chang Li.

"Rareless, how can I call my God as soon as you say it? What qualifications do you have to summon me to the gods?" Chang Li cursed.

"It's okay, if he doesn't come and give me a reasonable explanation, I will chop your head and condone the Tianfeng organization to kill innocent people indiscriminately and massacre the city for the sake of extreme desire. I will naturally settle the accounts with him, but what you have done these days is hard to escape death. Hongtian Peak and Heitian Peak, it will perish from today!" Zhu Minglang said coldly.

"I want to see what you can do!!" Chang Li took the lead in the offensive.

The Palm God Changli is a martial arts practitioner. Every time his palm is pushed out, it is like a rush of mountains and seas, with a magnificent momentum and amazing power.

The four demigods brought by Chang Li are also of great strength. They are holding talismans, swords, axes, and sticks, and the demigod magical powers they display are even more surging and terrifying!

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Chapter completed!