Demonic warfare is very strong, but after all, the spiritual method practiced is of the metal system, not the divine beast system.
Therefore, when faced with the destruction from the inside to the outside by the breath of the real dragon and the power of the tyrannical dragon, it is just a mortal body of flesh and blood.
Unbearable, the restrictions of different departments are an insurmountable gap.
At this moment, Mo Zhan finally panicked.
After fighting for so long, he could not do anything to Ji Zilong.
At this moment, there was a possibility of his death.
He was frightened.
After practicing for more than four hundred years, he was going to die here today. , really unwilling.
"Ji Zilong, you can't kill me."
Mo Zhan was frightened and begged.
"Why not?"
Ji Zilong's eyes flashed with amusement.
"I am just an ordinary disciple of the Demonic Iron Sect.
I am only a little stronger than them, so I was entrusted with important tasks.
If you think about it carefully, there is no hatred between you and me.
Today I am just following orders.
You Why do you need to kill them all like this?"
Speaking of this, Mo Zhan's arm suddenly exploded and exploded due to the rapid expansion, turning into a blood mist.
"Having said that."
Ji Zilong's eyes flashed with cold light.
He raised his head indifferently and said calmly: "But you have hurt the Gentlemen League, how can I forgive you?"
"You" concluded the demon war.
What Ji Zilong said was absolutely correct.
When the five sects of the Chen Domain besieged the Gentlemen's Alliance, he also participated.
He even used his powerful cultivation to kill everyone in the Gentlemen's Alliance.
He was just one person. , and killed hundreds of disciples of the Gentlemen's League.
Ji Zilong was silent and let out a soft groan.
The tyrannical dragon's breath and power completely exploded.
Everyone saw a wave of thick blood mist suddenly explode, and Demon Zhan died on the spot.
"If it were the disciples of the five sects in the first district, I might be able to forgive them.
After all, with their cultivation, it is impossible for them to participate in the killings of the Gentlemen Alliance.
But in the second district, everyone of you deserves to die."
Ji Zilong lowered his head and groaned.
The moment he suddenly raised his head, the murderous intent in his eyes spread instantly.
Seeing these cold eyes, the disciples of the six sects couldn't help but shudder immediately, and they all felt as if they were falling into an ice cave, with a strong sense of fear rising deep in their hearts.
What Ji Zilong said is absolutely correct.
In this battle for the Soul King's Tomb, the disciples placed in one area by the five sects were actually just the lowest elite disciples among the sects.
During the Gentlemen's Alliance war, these people had not grown up.
He got up, so he did not participate in the brutal battle of genocide in the League of Gentlemen.
But the second district is different.
The elite forces deployed by the five factions in the second district are all long-established masters.
And when the Gentlemen League fought to exterminate the entire clan, all of them participated.
It was their title defense battle.
Those who participated in the war were crowned with glory in the end.
The people in the third district are even more unforgivable.
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Without their leadership, the people in the second district will not participate in the war.
Therefore, Ji Zilong could spare the people in District 1, but for the disciples of the five sects in District 2 and District 3, he would not give them a way to survive no matter what.
Their way of survival had been cut off together when the Gentlemen's Alliance was destroyed.
In Ji Zilong's eyes, these people were already dead.
"Whoever is holding the formation will immediately lock up the spirit formation."
His eyes fell on the spirit formation that trapped Bing Yueyan.
Ji Zilong's eyes became colder and colder, and the unconcealed murderous intention in his words was even more obvious.
Scanned by Ji Zilong's cold eyes, the disciples of the Six Religions present couldn't help but shudder, and even the captured creatures below couldn't help but tremble.
"this guy" The captured creature was trembling.
This look was so lethal.
It was hard to imagine that such a fifteen-year-old boy who only knew how to eat and drink would have such a look.
“Awesome” The Holy Fire Lamp was also trembling.
He was hanging on Ji Zilong's unfettered, flying black hair.
Even if Ji Zilong didn't deliberately show it, he could clearly feel that at this moment, Ji Zilong's whole body had begun to reveal.
There is an aura of a superior person, and even in it, there is a faint power of the true dragon spreading.
Everyone was shocked by this look.
Ji Zilong's aura at this moment was simply too terrifying.
"Is there no one?
If there is no one, I will kill you all, leaving no one alive."
Ji Zilong's eyebrows were frosty, and he stepped forward fiercely.
A more powerful momentum broke out and spread in all directions.
"puff" Immediately, the group of Sixth Religion disciples who were closest to Ji Zilong immediately spit out blood.
Ji Zilong's seemingly ordinary step turned out to be a powerful wave, which seemed to contain the power of a divine beast.
They were shocked and their blood was boiling, and they could not suppress it.
"It's okay to close the spiritual formation, but you have to promise not to kill us."
At this time, a disciple from Hongsu Pavilion came out, and he bravely said to Ji Zilong tremblingly.
"Do you think you are still qualified to negotiate terms with me?"
Ji Zilong's words were cold.
Ji Zilong did not intend to kill all the Hongsu Pavilion disciples who were mixed with the other five sects.
After all, the other party had not harmed the Gentlemen League.
They only had some minor friction with Ji Zilong.
At this moment, the Hongsu Pavilion disciples were mixed with the other five sects.
It was difficult to tell, so Ji Zilong didn't take action immediately, which was already a kind of tolerance.
The disciples of Hongsu Pavilion were silent.
Ji Zilong was absolutely right.
Ji Zilong did not need any reason or excuse to kill them, and they could not be Ji Zilong's opponents.
Looking at each other, the Hongsu Pavilion disciples finally silently walked towards the spiritual formation that trapped Bing Yueyan.
They firmly believed that there was no serious grudge between Hongsu Pavilion and Ji Zilong, so Ji Zilong would not kill him.
Upon seeing this, the other five sects, after a brief silence, quickly followed the Hongsu Pavilion disciples and arrived in front of the spiritual formation.
Ji Zilong followed closely behind, silently looking at the disciples of the six sects who were breaking the formation, with complicated eyes.
"Zilong" At this moment, a soft cry suddenly came from Ji Zilong's ear.
Ji Zilong frowned and immediately knew his identity based on the man's voice.
For a moment, Ji Zilong's scalp felt numb and goosebumps appeared all over his body.
Without thinking, Ji Zilong tiptoed and quickly flew to the man ten meters away. distance, said: "Chu Zixiang, don't come over."
"Humph, you still dislike me so much."
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Chu Zixiang was like an angry girl, lightly stomping her feet, and pouting angrily.
Like a delicate and lovely girl, Chu Chuxiang looked pitiful.
"I'm not Chu Ziyu, your senior brother Ziyu is dead."
Seeing that Chu Zixiang was obviously a man, but looked so delicate, Ji Zilong felt a chill in his heart and felt goosebumps all over the floor.
Chu Zixiang is a disciple of Hongsu Pavilion.
When he first entered the tomb of King Ling, Ji Zilong pretended to be Chu Ziyu, a deceased disciple of Hongsu Pavilion, and got into it.
However, he was entangled with Chu Zixiang, who had issues with his gender orientation, for a long time
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