Immortal Voices Chapter 193: Erase

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Heavy light surrounded by magic repairs felt the unintelligible gazes of everyone, and retorted in a difficult tone: "I didn't..."

"Do you want to deny? Sixteen years ago in the Yu clan, you and the city lord of Ziwei acted together. What are you looking for? Three years ago, I saw you in the Yu clan and you wanted to tell me about you Are you going to play?" Jin Long, who didn't know that his vest had been taken off, said unceremoniously.

Hearing this, Shigeguang was still fine, but Shen Jiuliu clenched the sword: "Chongguang and Qingbo are really in the same group."

"You are looking for an artifact." Jin Long said affirmatively.

It swayed and approached Chongguang: "You also want the artifact."

It suddenly turned around and rushed into the void, and Long Yin burst into a terrifying rage, causing countless cultivators to look at the sky holding their breath.

The deep and desolate voice sounded like a magic sound, and it hits people’s hearts: "In the Little Thousand Realm, don’t try to find the artifact again, and don’t let this seat hear the word'artifact' again, no matter who has the courage If you violate this taboo, there is no forgiveness."

A ‘kill without mercy’, he said murderously, and said domineeringly.

At this moment, everyone seems to be full of wolves, bones like mountains, and blood like surging seas.

Everyone's eyes widened, their bodies straightened, and their muscles were tight, lest they might be misunderstood by Jinlong because of their bad attitude.

The golden dragon hovered over the people's heads, as if a sharp blade that would fall at any time hung above them, making people frightened.

It spoke again, as if it had issued an oracle that no one could violate: "Yuxiaomen, erase! Heavy light, death."

The voice fell and there was a loud boom.

Everyone looked back and saw that the direction in which Zhongguang stood before was already occupied by all the demons. Regardless of the level of cultivation, they are attacking Zhongguang, even if they explode, they will pull Zhongguang to die together. They have only one purpose, to complete. Command of the Lord.

Chongguang died in the end, and died under the beating of Moxiu.

He glanced at the apprentices one last time, and closed his eyes regretfully.

He wanted a divine weapon, but he wanted to take the entire Yuxiaomen to ascend, and he wanted to leave this small world with his apprentices and see the vast expanse of scenery, but it was a pity that it didn't come true in the end.

Back then, he and Qingbo teamed up to attack the Yu Clan and he should have thought that he would have such a day, but in the end he still couldn't bear the apprentices.

In the end, he couldn't escape death.

Sure enough, people shouldn't have delusions.

"Master..." Anyang and Lu Yuan knelt down as they weakened their legs.

They never thought that Master would leave themselves one day, or leave in such an ugly and tragic posture.

The master who used to play tricks on his apprentices and pretended to be crazy all day long is gone, and no one will tease them anymore.

But their hearts seem to be empty, and they can't fill them up.

Chongguang is dead, and there is no whole body.

Without waiting for everyone to come back to their senses, a huge palm descended from the sky and pressed directly towards the Yuxiaomen disciples including Anyang.

"It's bad." Tsinghua's face changed a lot when he saw this scene.

The juniors of Yangming, Si Xin, and Shen Jiu-liu are all there. With this palm, there will surely be a deep pit, and the people who are still standing there have no vitality.

Old Ancestor Lu is not calm anymore. His younger generations are also there. Are these demons trying to kill the disciples of Yuxiaomen?

After the two reacted, they immediately rushed towards Anyang and the others, trying to protect the innocent juniors.

But they know that with such a powerful force, it is already very difficult for them to protect a few people.

‘Boom! ’There was a loud noise.

The huge palm print smashed into a deep hole on the ground. On the edge of the hole, Old Ancestor Lu was guarding a few figures that were crumbling, and he knew that he was seriously injured.

Old Ancestor Lu is holding Anyang and Lu Yuan in his hands. Under the support of his spiritual energy, Tsinghua tightly holds Yangming, Sixin, and Shen Jiuliu.

With a sound of ‘poof’, Old Ancestor Lu couldn’t hold it anymore and sat down on the ground.

"Ancestor." Lu Yuan red eyes anxiously shouted.

Not far away from them, the black crow retracted his hand and gave a soft huh, his expression eager to try: "You have the courage, really courageous, even dare to stop my attack."

While speaking, he flipped his palm again, and patted the old ancestor Lu and the others relentlessly.

Above them, the majestic Golden Dragon, exuding golden glow, flicked its tail boredly, without any intention to stop it, even if it was about to be killed by the Black Crow, it was its acquaintances.

Well, it doesn't believe that the people of the holy mountain will just watch the black crows slaughter.

When Old Ancestor Lu and the others closed their eyes and waited to die, a more tyrannical palm confronted the attack of the black crow.

The collision sound produced by the spiritual energy was exceptionally loud, and the screaming wind blew past everyone, flying sand and rocks, and threats everywhere.

Golden Dragon's huge dragon eyes turned around, and as expected, they really did, tut.

After the fluctuations caused by the energy collision disappeared, everyone can see who is blocking the black crow's attack.

That is the three elders of the holy mountain.

After the third elder stopped the black crow's attack, his retracted hand trembled slightly from the pain, but his action stabbed a hornet's nest.

Bai Song walked to the black crow with a cold face, staring at the third elder with a sharp look, and the aura of righteous and evil opposition suddenly appeared: "Are the third elders going to be the enemy of me?"

Chen Jin squeezed his fists and said with a kind of "black crow" excitement: "Want to fight? I can't wait."

Seeing that things are going in a worse direction, Si Zhen shook her body and came to the center of the two sides.

He looked at Jinlong with a deep gaze: "You just watched them fight like this?"

Golden Dragon swam down in the middle of the clouds, and his majestic voice said with a high and ruthless voice: "The subordinates in this seat are only performing tasks."

Si Zhen understands what it means. Moxiu is performing a task. Anyone who stops them is an obstacle, so it is an inevitable result to fight.

Si Zhen glanced at the countless Yuxiaomen disciples who had died under the palm of the black crow, her eyes sank, and emphasized: "Yuxiaomen only left Lu Yuan and Yangming."

He retreated to the three elders and acted to show that he was on the same front with them, and then he said: "It's enough."

Golden Dragon knows that Si Zhen is expressing his position. If it allows its subordinates to continue to make trouble, not only the people of the Haotian Immortal Sect will intervene, but Si Zhen will also stand on the opposite side of it.

Although it is not afraid of being enemies with so many people, it is obviously not willing to waste time here.

Golden Dragon immediately made a decision. The huge dragon's eyes flashed, and after a long groan, he indifferently ordered: "Come back."

The voice fell, and the surrounding demons immediately turned and returned to their original positions. They knelt in the blood and broken corpses, looking at the golden dragon in the void with scorching eyes, and their eyes looked like their own god, and they were extremely pious.

It seems that Jinlong opened his mouth to let them commit suicide, and they would not hesitate.

In such a scene, the crowd of righteous monks who watched are terrified.

"Another heart-to-heart worship." The elder said with a solemn expression.

The three elders echoed: "It is true."