Chapter 1469

Outside the barrier of Zhang Ziling, the holy land of Mu family was surrounded by a piece of meat on the ground, shivering.

Some time ago, they witnessed one of the cruelest things in the world - watching the friars of Zhenwu state tear themselves apart, even their bones have to be chewed with their own teeth.

It seems that only in that way can he relieve his pain.

No one can imagine what kind of pain their elders suffered during this period.

Or they don't dare to imagine.

At this moment, Zhang Ziling has become the nightmare of Mu Ying's monks.

Lin Xuan and Mu Ke saw everything in the air, and their impression of Zhang Ziling was completely changed.

They did not think that there was such a cruel side under the gentle surface of Zhang Ziling.

Fortunately, Zhang Ziling's cruelty has always been against the enemy. When I think of this Lin Xuan and Mu Ke are very happy.

After Zhang Ziling solved the Zhenwu old man, all the other monks in Mu Ying's line gave up their resistance, including the other three Zhenwu strongmen.

When they saw the tragic death of their companions, they found that Suicide is their best ending now.

The other three zhenwujing old men wiped off the cold sweat on their brows and looked at Zhang Ziling in a daze. All their hearts had been raised to their throat.

Their fear of Zhang Ziling has gone deep into the bone marrow, and there is no desire to fight in front of Zhang Ziling.

Zhang Ziling turned his head and looked at the three old men in Zhenwu. A little banter flashed in his eyes and asked with a smile, "do you three want to try it?"

Hearing Zhang Ziling's words, the three old men of Zhenwu state were scared and their heads shook like rattles: "please let us go! We are wrong! "

With their accomplishments, their current state is much better than other monks who have not entered the Zhenwu realm, and can barely bear the pressure of some saints.

However, when they felt the oppression from Zhang Ziling, they became the most stressed among the monks.

"Then you will destroy the temple, which is my gift." Zhang Ziling said without hesitation.

Hearing Zhang Ziling's words, the three old men of Zhenwu state were frozen in place, and their faces were hard to see.

"This..."

Self destruction of the sacred palace means that one will lose all his accomplishments. Especially in the environment of two saints fighting, their total loss of cultivation means death.

It is impossible to bear the power of saints.

Zhang Ziling told them to destroy the temple by themselves, which was suicide.

"Why, no?" Zhang Ziling looked at the three hesitant old men and chuckled. Black air began to surround his body. Then the black air turned into silk thread and slowly drifted to the three old men.

The black line of sight appeared, and there was infinite fear in everyone's eyes.

After seeing the tragic end of their companions, they dare not touch the silk thread even if they are dead.

No one wants to go to hell like that.

"I, we destroy! We destroy it There was no longer any hesitation. The three old men clapped at their abdomen at the same time, shattering the palace in their bodies, and the spiritual power of the whole body was instantly lax.

The palace was broken, and the spirits of the three old men became listless in an instant.

"Elder!"

The other living friars saw the way the three old men did, and they all cried out in despair.

The strongest of them self destructs the temple, which is doomed to the death of all of them.

Looking at the three old men kneeling on the ground spitting blood and their skin all cracked, Zhang Ziling had no sympathy in his eyes.

Since we have done those things, we should bear the corresponding punishment.

Their present ending is the kindness of Zhang Ziling.

Even if Zhang Ziling didn't do this, when Mu Tian came back, all the monks in Mu Ying's group would not survive.

Zhang Ziling just sent them down in advance.

Without the protection of spiritual power, the three old men became the weakest among the friars in an instant. Mu Tian and Tianheng collided again in the high altitude, and the aftereffect of the battle was to shatter the three old men.

Three bodies fell to the ground, crying all around.

Even now, there is a steady stream of monks who think they can't bear the prestige of saints.

Zhang Ziling stood among the friars, calmly watching one after another of Mu Ying's friars died because they couldn't bear the battle aftershocks of the saints, without any action.

After solving the four monks of Zhenwu realm, the others did not dare to make trouble in front of Zhang Ziling and had to wait for their death in silence.

They even drank and scolded Zhang Ziling before they regretted themselves. Everyone was very worried, for fear that Zhang Ziling would stare at him.

Originally, people are the most crazy before they die, but those monks waiting to die around Zhang Ziling are surprisingly quiet.

Because they are afraid.

Their fear of Zhang Ziling even exceeded their fear of death!No one wants to make themselves suffer more serious consequences because of their madness.

As a strong man in Zhenwu, the elder dug up his own bones in public and then bit them into pieces. They can still see clearly.

Thanks to the honesty of Mu Ying's friars, Zhang Ziling had a lot of leisure, and there was no need to make an example.

In the next period of time, the battle between mu Tian and Tian Heng was coming to an end. Although they were still inseparable, Zhang Ziling had seen the result ahead of time.

After all, Mu Tian didn't grasp the degree. Before putting out his cards to suppress Tianheng, the rising cultivation of Tianheng had exceeded the limit that Mu Tian could defeat.

However, Zhang Ziling could also understand Mu Tian's mistakes. After all, Mu Tian did not fight with the ancient gods, nor did he know that the cultivation of the ancient gods would continue to rise.

After all, in the normal concept, the card must be in the last to light out.

Mu Tian missed the opportunity, and the gap between the two will only get bigger and bigger.

Zhang Ziling could feel that some strange forces were constantly pouring into the body of Tianheng. Zhang Ziling was also sure that those forces were the divine power of the divine king.

But up to now, Zhang Ziling did not know exactly what method the divine king used to transmit power. This space is surrounded by divine power. Zhang Ziling, even seeking Tianyi, could not find the source of the divine power.

As if these forces were natural.

The cultivation system of ancient gods is completely strange to Zhang Ziling. Even though Zhang Ziling has met several ancient gods, he still does not know their cultivation methods and sources of strength.

This is also what Zhang Ziling will study slowly.

Maybe the evil emperor knew, but Zhang Ziling didn't expect that guy.

In the high altitude of Mu's holy land, Mu Tian is hit by Tianheng, and then the earth and mountains shake.

Although both of them have consumed a lot of strength now, it will be sooner or later for Tianheng to defeat or even kill Mu Tian.

Zhang Ziling could predict when Mu Tian would lose.

As the last friar outside the barrier was killed by the aftershock of the battle, Mu Ying's line of friars related to the ancient gods all died.

What Zhang Ziling wanted to do at the Mu family was finished.

Although in the end, those who had relations with the ancient gods did not die at the hands of Zhang Ziling, but they died because of the ancient gods, which can not be said to be an extremely tragic ending for them.

He betrayed his personality, his people and his people when he worked for the ancient gods. In the end, he died in the hands of his master. No one cared about the bones. Even Zhang Ziling couldn't help regretting the outcome of these people.

Even though Zhang Ziling was the initiator of all this.

"Mortal, I've had enough. You can go and die." Thunder flickered in the sky, and the dull voice of Tianheng fell from the ninth day and exploded in Mu Tian's ear.

After his accomplishments surpassed Mu Tian, Tianheng has determined that he can kill Mu Tian, and his mighty power is condensed between his palms.

"This guy!" Mu Tian rushes out from the ground and looks grim at the balance of terror in the sky.

Mu Tian knows that he is exhausted.

"Die." Purple thunder roars, Tianheng's whole body is mighty, divine power surging, holding endless thunder and lightning to Mu Tian.

But at this critical moment, Zhang Ziling was ready to rescue Tianheng Deep in Mu's holy land, an ancient white jade coffin flies into the sky to disperse all thunder.

The sound of the dragon's song resounds through the whole sky.

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