Chapter 1479

"Poop - poop!" Dripping blood light continuously blooming, this room under a dilapidated ruins is like a purgatory in less than a moment.

In the hands of these traitors who are used to killing, more than 20 potential disciples were killed by the sharp blade leader before they could even squeeze out the formula.

The one who knows you best is always your enemy, and the traitors in this group of cultivators are the best among the enemies. They are very familiar with the fighting methods of their peers, but they can't resist any sharp blade.

"Go! Next place The leader practitioner, whose eyes are full of blood, coldly takes a look at the scene in the secret room, and then takes the man in black to rush to the next battlefield.

"There are at least 30000 living practitioners in this city. They are not surrenders. There must be 20000 people hiding in every corner of the city. Kill them all and destroy the core array under the castle. No one can know the identity of our traitors."

"No! Don't you understand the reason why cunning rabbits die and running dogs cook?! The core array can't be destroyed completely. At least most of the spirit stones of the array should be left.

With an unbroken array, our sect will continue to send people to come here in the future. Once there are no invaders in the world, what's our role? "

The leader practitioner with blood in his eyes pulled a sharp dagger from the throat of a handsome and extraordinary inner disciple. The dagger with blood foam kept dripping blood on the ground. The handsome face on the corpse of the inner disciple also added a bit of cold blue.

He picked up the loose Taoist robe on the inner disciple, wiped the bloody dagger clean, and then inserted it into the sheath around his waist.

He looked around, a group of bloody swords and men in black with crazy eyes were looking at him. His sharp eyes swept people's eyes and said again:

"we are all traitors, once and forever. We have incomparable use value in the human side, so we are still good Swords.

But this knife will always be cut to our classmates. Once the enemy disappears, the knife will be worthless! You all think about it. "

When he finished speaking, he looked at his group of subordinates and showed his thinking eyes. He knew very well that after this high-intensity massacre, all the morality, honor and disgrace were destroyed.

They deny themselves as practitioners, and only by killing all those who know the details can they have a good sleep.

But who doesn't want to? He has been in the middle of the night for more than half a month. He wakes up in a dream. He suffers from painful mental torture due to long-term heavy pressure. He can still hold on to the sore eyes caused by insomnia. Not everyone has such strong willpower.

This group of people who are also suffering want to solve this burden once and for all, but it is impossible!

Without those invading friends, their value as a "sword" will be completely lost. He knows the strength of human alliance. The scale of thousands of people can't make any waves under their huge size.

The practitioner with bloodshot eyes slowly closed his eyes and ordered in a cold voice: "go to solve the array first. After this operation, I will propose that Wang Mang send us to another continent of the world!"