Chapter 298： Zongmen removed!

"Does the Ten Thousand Demon Sect want to kill me?"

Zhou Qianshan's eyes flickered, and his face was extremely gloomy. Although the four wilds were silent, no sound or movement was the biggest murder.

He knew that an extremely powerful presence must have come, and it was outside the car, and it must have come for him!

"No, Fang Praruo has the title of being too evil and acting too righteous. He can kill me, but he won't kill me within the power of Ten Thousand Demon Sect. As early as on Ziqian Peak, I closed the sect formation. After losing the use value, it will be killed!"

Zhou Qianshan was also regarded as a generation of heroes, and soon denied his guess, "Could it be that Lu Shandao came?"

This is also unlikely. He was personally sent away by the strong of the Eighth Heaven of Law Realm, and all traces have been erased long ago. After that, he did not follow the retreat arranged by Ren Qi, but chose the play of the ordinary rich man. the way.

Therefore, it is impossible for Ziyun Sect to catch up with him, right?

Suddenly, Zhou Qianshan's expression became awe-inspiring. He felt a powerful aura around him. The man made no secret of his killing intent and seemed to be targeting him.

"No, he was targeting the person who replaced the coachman. He has a magical aura that is no worse than that of Ren Qi. I know who has followed!"

Zhou Qianshan clenched his teeth, his eyes were full of coldness and unwillingness, and there was a trace of...deep fear!

He raised his right hand, trying to raise the curtain to confirm his guess.

But in the end, he still didn't dare to set off...

"Don't you run away? I thought you were going to my sect headquarters?" Zhu Mourning glanced silently, and said sarcastically.

Sitting in the carriage silently and lazily, his face is still a little pale, the lifeless killing sword is the strongest supernatural power that burns the four powers into one. Walking along the way, the silence also killed many Ten Thousand Demon Sect elders and stole many. True power, physical power, and Tao power.

But the power of perception has not been able to recover.

But now he has the strength to fight the Eighth Layer of Law Realm!

"Escape? Heh! You Ten Thousand Demon Sect dispatched more than 80 law realms to kill me, but I still got out of the siege, so why can't you stop me.

Even you are being led by my nose and sneaking around like a dog. How about it? "

Said quietly.

Zhu Miao's face darkened, and he sneered: "Glib and tongue-in-cheek junior, you used the strongest sword at your previous loss of origin. Unless you have a heavenly pill, you will never recover so quickly. I will kill you, as long as ten moves!"

The silent face calmed down, and he looked at Zhu Miao and said, "I only need one move to kill you!"

All the mourners laughed and wanted to make a move: "Junior is arrogant!"

"Wait!" the silence said suddenly.

Zhu Miao raised his brows, but did not relax at all, and said: "Why, are you afraid?"

Silently shook his head, and said: "The teleportation charms have been exhausted, and I can't do it again in this battle. No matter what the result is, you, as a senior, gave me the last wish. Shouldn't it be too much?"

Zhu Mourning's eyes narrowed slightly, and he actually stopped, stood with his hands behind, and said: "Well, you are also considered a generation of dignity, you deserve to die with dignity, I give you this request!"

Silently knocked on the frame of the car behind him, and said: "Elder, now, do you still want to take refuge in Ten Thousand Demon Sect?"

Zhou Qianshan's face in the carriage was pale, it was really him, that junior came, and the Profound Origin Realm Ant, who almost died in his hand four years ago, can now hold him in his palm and play with it.

Even the Nine Extremes Refining Array that was well prepared by the Ten Thousand Demon Sect and the Eighth Heavenly Elders of the Three Laws Realm made their moves together, but they couldn't leave a silence!

"Silence, this is the end of the matter, you want to kill or pluck, I will do it with you!" Zhou Qianshan's lips trembled slightly and gritted his teeth.

The silence was a little lost. It seemed that I had forgotten that there was a mourning around him that wanted to cure him to death. He actually got up with Zhou Qianshan and said: "Elder, speaking of it, I don’t actually have much grudge with you, I think. No, why do you want to kill me so much?"

Zhou Qianshan laughed, and when he mentioned this topic, he briefly cast aside his fear, his expression sullen: "Silence, do you know, a dying person faces countless vigorous juniors every day. How huge is this? The torture of you? Your Promise Sword Technique is mine, and only I can practice it, no outsider can!"

Silently shook his head and said: "It's not yours, it's Wan Jianzong."

"It's mine in my hands!"

"Then it becomes mine now that it is in my hands?"

Zhou Qianshan screamed in despair, "I just want to live, is this wrong?"

...

Silently chatting with Zhou Qianshan, it was only half an hour. Zhu Mourning was surprisingly patient this time. He didn't disturb him a bit, but listened with fun.

Ten Thousand Demon Sect cultivates demons with seven emotions and six desires. Every human nature debate is an opportunity for them to understand their original intentions.

"Who doesn't want to live? But the key is how to live. If you live to the end of your life and you are left alone, looking back at the graves, the whole world will no longer find the people you care about and the people who care about you. Live like this, is that useful?"

Silence suddenly stared at the condolences sharply, and said: "Even if you want to live by the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, don't you think you chose the wrong boss? Do you think he cares about your life and death?"

"Haha, you talk, don't worry about me, when you finish talking, I will kill you, absolutely clean, with a single sword!"

All the mourning laughed playfully, abruptly, he looked straight, raised the sword again, and said leisurely: "Now, I can't let you talk anymore, because the people I'm waiting for have already come. Don't worry, you still have a lot on Huangquan Road. Time, I will give you a sacrifice to the past."

The mourning looks indifferent, really when he is so interested in hearing a nonsense? He was really afraid of the ability to be silent. If he was alone, he might not be able to leave silence, so he was waiting for someone to come to help.

Now, his help is here, so silence is... **** it!

"Silence, you should be delaying waiting for someone? Let me guess, who are you waiting for, Lin Ran? I'm sorry, the person I'm waiting for has come first, and the person you're waiting for will never come! "

The silent plan is not difficult to guess, Zhu Mourning slashed, proudly.

"You are wrong. The person I am waiting for has also come."

Silently stood up, blocking the power of that sword for Zhou Qianshan.

Suddenly he turned his head, it seemed to penetrate the car curtain, and saw the hideous old man inside, saying indifferently: "Zhou Qianshan, you really disappointed me. After returning to the sect, I have a thousand ways to let you The death was silent, but I still restrained it, because the sect did not defeat me, I would not lose the sect.

As the great elder of the sect, you have worked hard for the sect for two thousand years. You have all the credit and hard work. I think that in the face of the sect, you abolish your cultivation base today, and you can do it for the rest of your life! "

Silent fingers popped out, the carriage shattered, and a miserable old man with a beaten head was blown into the air. He subconsciously wanted to use his true essence to resist, but the air was empty.

"Silence, I'm going to kill you!" Zhou Qianshan coughed up blood and screamed, looking mad, but how could anyone not be able to climb.

Looking at Zhou Qianshan in silence and condescendingly, he said coldly, "Before I came here, I heard a message from the elder of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect. Since you rebelled against the sect, the sect has removed you from your name. Since then, you are no longer me, Ziyun. Disciple!"

Zhou Qianshan, who was in madness, trembled and burst into tears.

"Zongmen is removed, and I am no longer a disciple of Ziyunzong...Lu Shandao, you are so cruel. I have fought for the sect for two thousand years, but in the end I can't match the life and death of a junior..."

Zhou Qianshan muttered to himself.

At this time, the mourning has come, and Ren Qi also appeared in his sight.