Chapter 209 Coming to the Second Branch

Chapter 209 Coming to the Second Branch

"What's going on!" The deputy sect master of Wan Du Sect dispersed and yelled, instantly shaking the eldest disciple in front of him, causing him to finally stop talking nonsense.

However, although the disciple of Ten Thousand Poison Sect came back to his senses, his body was still trembling a little, and he unconsciously remembered what happened just now.

Just about a moment ago, he was looking through the bamboo slips in the front hall. The messenger bamboo slips are the magic weapon used by Wandu Sect to communicate between various strongholds, mines and sects. Bamboo slips for communication are more sophisticated than bamboo slips for communication, because bamboo slips for communication can not only convey sound messages, but also record images.

He was flipping through the pages, and suddenly several bamboo slips for messages flew in from outside at the same time. You don't need to look at it to know that these new bamboo slips must be new reports on the mineral veins and strongholds in the area under the jurisdiction of your branch. However, this is the first time that several sect strongholds and mineral veins have reported the situation at the same time. It is a bit strange. Bizarre.

Out of curiosity, he picked up one of the newly flown bamboo slips and checked it. When he saw it, he was shocked.

A fellow disciple with a frightened face appeared in this bamboo slip, and he was constantly calling for help, as if he had encountered something extremely terrifying. Around him, more voices from his fellow disciples could be heard, but they were all cries of despair, without exception. However, such a scene did not last even for a breath. The entire bamboo slips instantly darkened. A palm that completely covered the entire scene condensed in the air, and then pressed down toward the ground instantly. With a loud noise that shook the sky, All human voices disappeared.

The scene ends here, and his hands holding the bamboo slips are already covered with sweat. However, before he could recover, many more bamboo slips flew in and landed on the desk in front of him.

He began to become more and more nervous and picked up a bamboo slip again to check.

In the picture this time, there was no shouting or whistling. There was no sound at all in the whole world. However, the corpses of the Ten Thousand Du Sect members were lying on the ground. Their blood dyed the grass completely red. Their broken bodies and limbs were scattered everywhere, making the world in the picture feel like hell.

"What...what is this!" A chill ran down his spine, and he couldn't believe what he saw. He tried hard to calm down his panic and picked up the third bamboo slip again.

"It's the Wuliang Sect, it's the people of the Wuliang Sect, the people of the Wuliang Sect are here to take revenge!" A hysterical voice came out when he opened the third bamboo slip. He recognized the fellow sect who was speaking. The general manager of the largest spiritual stone vein in the area under the jurisdiction of the sect, his cultivation has reached the state of perfect refining. He really couldn't imagine what could make a Dzogchen cultivator panic to this extent.

After that, his familiar huge palm once again filled the entire screen and suddenly pressed it to the ground. When the palm dissipated and the scene became bright again, even though he had reached the middle stage of refining, and even though he thought he had killed a lot, he almost vomited on the spot.

Because after the palms dissipated, what appeared on the ground was not corpses or stumps, but a mixture of blood and flesh covering the entire ground...

Suddenly, a figure entered the picture. It was a white-robed monk who turned around and galloped away. You couldn't see his appearance, but you can be sure that the slap just now was struck by him, and he killed everyone in the place where the picture was. The Wan Du disciple.

This disciple of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect was about to go crazy. His heart was beating wildly, and he began to look through the bamboo slips that had just flown in. However, he soon found that his reading speed could not keep up with the speed of the bamboo slips flying in.

And in every bamboo slip, the recorded sounds are screams of despair, and the recorded images are like a hell.

All the members of the Wandu Sect in the picture are dead, no one is exception, and every picture of the murderer is recorded, without exception, is the figure in white robe.

By the end, the top disciple of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect was already a little confused. He saw the tragic death of hundreds of his fellow sects, and so many strongholds and so many mineral veins were all killed by the same person in such a short period of time. He simply couldn't imagine whether the leader of his sect could do such a thing.

After a while, he came back to his senses, and said to the deputy sect master in the hall with a trembling voice: "Deputy sect master, there are strong men from Wuliang Sect who have killed us. All the disciples in our stronghold and mines are dead."

When the deputy sect leader of Wandu Sect heard this, he was immediately shocked and asked: "Please tell me more clearly, where are the disciples who died and how many died?"

"They are all dead, they are all dead. All the mines and strongholds within our jurisdiction have not been spared. Not a single sect member has escaped." The eldest disciple's voice once again sounded panicked, as if he recalled himself again the picture seen.

The deputy sect leader of Wan Du Sect condensed his eyes and said: "How is that possible! If there really was a stronghold or a mine that was destroyed, the news would have been sent back a long time ago. How come you didn't know the news until they were all destroyed? What happened to you today? !”

The eldest disciple shook his head: "Because all the strongholds and mineral veins were destroyed within three hours."

This time, before the deputy sect leader could say anything, the eldest disciple's expression once again became extremely panicked: "They are all destroyed, so isn't it our turn next? He is here, he must be rushing over. We were destroyed back then." The entire branch of Wuliang Sect has taken this place as its own, and he must be here to avenge his fellow sect!"

"Wuliang Sect? Wuliang Sect in Yangzhou? How could it be Wuliang Sect! Impossible, absolutely impossible!" This time, there was a rare hint of panic in the deputy sect master's tone, because he felt that the big man standing in front of him It is impossible for a disciple to speak carelessly on such a matter. However, listening to his tone, it seems that it is even more impossible for Wuliang Sect to come for revenge. I don't know why.

"Boom!" Suddenly, an earth-shattering sound came from outside, accompanied by extremely violent vibrations.

The deputy sect leader and the eldest disciple in the hall were shocked and ran out to investigate the situation. At this glance, they suddenly discovered that there was a huge palm directly in front of them, which had been completely pressed into the ground, and all the original buildings where the palm was located were no longer visible.

"Yes... yes... it's this hand, it's him here, it's him here!" When the eldest disciple saw the palm on the ground, he immediately remembered the scene he had seen on the bamboo slips, and his eyes widened. , directly collapsed on the ground.

After a while, the palm on the ground disappeared, and the scene under the palm was revealed again. However, I am afraid that no one in the Wandu Sect wants to see such a scene, because there are all things accumulated due to severe squeezing, including blood, flesh, and rubble and debris from the building.

The next moment, before everyone could figure out what was going on, they were shocked and a huge hand appeared in the air again. There are palm prints on the palm of the hand, making this palm look extremely real.

After the giant palm in the air was formed, it pressed down again with a roar. The buildings on the ground, the monks, the spells, and the magic weapons all suddenly distorted the moment they came into contact with the palm, unable to resist at all. It was completely pressed into the ground and dissipated.

The deputy sect master of Wan Du Sect looked at his palm in surprise, already extremely panicked in his heart, because he could feel the power from that palm that was enough to kill him.

"It's... who is it!" the deputy sect leader of Wandu Sect yelled, scanning his consciousness wildly, trying to find the monk who was attacking his sect. However, the other party seemed to have no intention of hiding it. He soon discovered a white-robed monk directly above the sect. The monk had an indifferent face, as if he had killed so many people and destroyed so many things. Things still don't allow him to show the slightest emotion.

The white-robed monk in the air heard the words of the deputy sect master of Wandu Sect and looked over at him. At this glance, the deputy sect master of Wandu Sect felt like he was seen through instantly. This feeling was something he had never experienced before, even if Even his sect leader couldn't make him feel this way.

"Such a strong spiritual consciousness!" The deputy sect master of Wandu Sect was secretly shocked, with cold sweat running down his back, but he forced himself to calm down and asked: "Who are you, do you know that this is my Wandu Sect's place? "

"Wu Liang Men Huanyin, come here to avenge the past and destroy everyone!" The white-robed monk said coldly, with endless domineering meaning in his tone.

"It's him, it's him, wearing this white robe!" The eldest disciple looked at Huan Yin in the air, and his body couldn't help trembling. He would never forget the white robe that appeared many times in the bamboo slips.

Huan Yin, who was in the air, suddenly seemed to remember something again, and his face finally showed some emotion for the first time, which was an angry look of hatred. Then, he said: "There is one more thing you are not right about. This is not the territory of your Wandu Sect, but belongs to my Wuliang Sect. Since you like to camp here, you can sleep here forever!" Then, Huan Yin raised his hand for the third time, and with a sudden press down, the Life-Destroying Palm came out again and pressed towards the third place here.

The entire Ten Thousand Poison Sect branches have long shouted loudly to the sky, and they have all discovered the existence of Huan Yin, but so far no one has dared to kill Huan Yin, and they have all started to escape in various directions. They had to avoid the life-threatening palm in the air, and even more so, Huan Yin.

However, Huan Yin's current spiritual consciousness is too strong, and he has already locked all the branches of the Wandu Sect. No matter who takes a step outside the scope of the branch, he will directly take that person's life with his sword energy. Not even the slightest chance of survival would be given.

Gradually, the disciples of Wan Du Sect realized that they could not escape from this place at all. In panic, they finally thought that there was a deputy sect leader in his branch who was in the early stage of Huaying. So, they all began to gather in the direction of the sect leader.