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Chapter 114 You are like ants, how can we kill them all? (3000)

For a moment, the top of the mountain fell into silence.

Lu Qingyuan stood up and spoke again:
"The evil dragon is brutal and many disciples of the Dao lineage have died at its hands."

"If we don't cooperate as much as we can, let alone slay the evil dragon and share the spoils, I'm afraid we'll all become food."

"Brother, you are right. It is our fault."

The heroic young man from the Yixing Dao lineage had gentle eyes. He stopped his junior sister who wanted to speak and looked sideways towards the Youming Dao lineage.

Bow and apologize.

"My words were inappropriate, fellow Taoists, please forgive me."

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, the black-robed leader of the Netherworld lineage retreated back into the crowd.

At this moment, the armored woman from the Biluo clan stepped forward and asked directly:
"Senior Brother Qingyuan, all the disciples are here. Could you please tell me the strength of the evil dragon?"

Lu Qingyuan stepped forward, came to the center of the crowd, stretched out his right arm, and grabbed the left lapel of his clothes.

Stab it!

The collar of the shirt was pulled open, revealing a long and narrow wound.

The wound was pitch black, with bits of black mist attached to it, spreading downward from the left shoulder, almost splitting the body in half.

At this moment, everyone was speechless, staring at the wound in front of them.

Even Zhang Yuanzhu, who was in a remote corner, had a serious look in his eyes.

With his eyesight, he could get a lot of information from just one wound.

At this moment, Lu Yuanqing pointed at the injury on his chest.

"With just one claw, you killed two of my beasts, crushed a defensive magic weapon, and left this wound."

"We are definitely not able to fight this evil dragon alone now."

The top of the mountain fell into silence. The heroic young man withdrew his gaze with a solemn expression.

"It killed two beasts at the peak of the sixth level of Qi training with one claw, and almost killed Brother Dao. That evil dragon must be at least at the eighth level of Qi training."

"Any one of us who faces it is seeking death."

"The evil dragon is ferocious and its bloodline is extremely powerful, but being born in a secret realm means it is bound to be shallow in knowledge. How could it have seen the true power of a cultivator like me?"

Someone shouted coldly, with murderous intent on his face.

"It won't be difficult for us to kill it together."

The woman in armor stroked her armor with her hand, her eyes full of fighting spirit.

"I am from the Soul-Eating Sect and am willing to provide the Eight Evils Killing Array to trap this evil dragon." A disciple wearing the clothes of the Soul-Eating Sect came out.

"I am from the Netherworld lineage and have some experience with poisons. I can weaken the evil dragon's combat power."

"The Corpse Refining Clan is willing to provide bait to lure the evil dragon into the formation."

"The Biluo lineage and the Yellow Springs Rotten Bone Formation can be used as a backup."

"The Burning Yang Meridian can also provide fire poison, invading the five internal organs."

Voices echoed on the top of the mountain.

Various methods were used by many disciples.

In less than a cup of tea, more than a dozen methods have emerged.

At this moment, Zhang Yuanzhu frowned, as many of these methods were threatening to him.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Lu Qingyuan shouted three times and pulled up his clothes to cover his injuries.

"With all the Dharma and Dao lines in the Immortal Weapon Valley united, the evil dragon is nothing to be afraid of."

"Senior Brother Lu, it's not difficult to kill the dragon. The difficult part is how to distribute the spoils after killing it." A hoarse voice sounded in the crowd.

In an instant, the excited crowd fell silent.

Yes!

How to distribute.

Is one dragon enough for their nineteen magic lineages and two great Dao lineages?

Lu Yuanqing lowered his eyes, stretched out his hand, and stroked the golden monkey's shoulder.

"If we can kill the evil dragon, the Beast Taming Sect will not ask for anything else. We only hope to recover the relics of our many junior brothers and allow their souls to return to the sect."

"The Yixing Dao Vein only requires the scales on the evil dragon's neck and the seven scales around it."

Many Dharma lineages had no objection, and this request was not high.

"I am from the Spirit Eater lineage, and I want one third of the flesh and blood."

"Oh, you are so shameless, asking for one third of the flesh and blood." Angry curses were heard.

For a moment, curses echoed on the top of the mountain.

Waves of momentum rose up, and the smell of gunpowder became stronger and stronger.

"My fellow brothers, please listen to what I have to say."

A long roar mixed with magical power shook the mountains and rivers.

Many disciples turned their eyes to the person who spoke, and when they saw clearly who spoke, they all frowned.

When did a disciple at the fifth level of Qi training dare to interrupt here and ask them to listen to him?

"I remember the Chuyun Dharma Lineage. There is a fellow Taoist who is at the sixth level of Qi training and has entered the secret realm. Let him come and talk to us." Someone scolded.

The young man, wearing a Taoist crown and a Taoist robe with cloud patterns, clenched his hands and had a deep look in his eyes.

"My fellow brothers, although I am only at the fifth level of Qi training, I also know that before we can resist foreign aggression, we must first stabilize the country. Otherwise, we will be nothing but a wedding dress for others."

"What does it mean? Who is inside? Who is outside?"

The man in black robe glanced around with cold eyes.

Everyone looked at the disciples of the Chuyun lineage with curiosity.

The young man in a Taoist robe with cloud patterns clenched his five fingers, his nails piercing into his flesh, and drops of blood flowed out and dripped onto the ground.

His eyes were filled with grief and anger as he glanced at the disciples of the Dharma lineage and spoke word by word:
"The evil dragon is outside, and inside, of course, it's him."

The blood-stained palm was raised and pointed in a remote direction.

"Zhaoyang lineage, Zhang Yuanzhu."

When the disciple of Chuyun Dharma Lineage spoke, every word he said was filled with sadness.

"It was he who secretly colluded with the Wuliang Palace and attacked and killed my senior brother. It was he who killed so many of my junior brothers."

"He came here, no doubt under the orders of the Wuliang Palace, to seize the evil dragon."

There was silence on Yanluo Mountain, only the sad voice echoed in everyone's ears.

Gazes crossed the space and looked at the slender figure wearing a blood-red robe and standing with a sword.

"Ah!"

Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled softly, his lips curled up slightly with amusement, and he stood quietly on the ground, lightly tapping the hilt of the knife with his five fingers.

"The thief is still pretending. Brothers, I narrowly escaped the attack and recorded it with the photo stone."

The Chuyun lineage disciple shouted, and a jade stone flew out of his arms, radiating rays of light. Images emerged, one after another, showing a young man holding a knife standing shoulder to shoulder with two figures radiating infinite light.

Three people also attacked at the same time, bursting out with boundless divine light, tearing apart the disciples of the Chuyun Dharma Lineage one by one.

"Brother, should we save him?"

The disciples of the Zhuoyang lineage on the east side of the mountaintop turned their gaze towards the leading man.

The man was wearing a red robe, carrying a flying sword on his back, and his expression revealed his dominance.

He looked at the photo stone and shook his head.

"Too late."

"Chu Yun Famai, you are talking nonsense. It is obvious that you colluded with Wuliang Palace and ambushed and killed Senior Brother Zhang."

A boy with ordinary appearance and graceful demeanor walked out from the Soul-Eating Lineage and scolded.

"Although Daqian and Dayuan have had quite a few disputes, Your Highness should not be confused about such a major matter and should make calculations."

The disciples of Chuyun Dharma Lineage shouted harshly, bowed and knelt down towards the people around them.

"Here is the photo stone. You can all check its authenticity."

"Having exposed the traitor this time, I will definitely face retaliation from the Wuliang Palace, but for the sake of the Immortal Weapon Valley, why should I be afraid?"

"you"

Zhao Jianyan's face looked grim, and he was about to argue again when a hand grabbed his arm.

When he turned around, he saw his cousin shaking his head at him.

And behind my cousin, there were the three big family members with unfriendly expressions.

Ugh!
With a sigh, he retreated into the crowd.

At this moment, each disciple who had checked the photo stone nodded, confirming the authenticity of the photo stone.

The disciple of the corpse refining lineage walked out with a gloomy expression.

"Zhang Yuanzhu?"

"Is there anything else you want to explain?"

The disciples of the Chuyun Dharma Lineage also looked forward with grief and anger, as if waiting for an explanation.

"Explain?"

Zhang Yuanzhu's hand slipped from the hilt of the knife, his smile widened, and he stepped forward.

"From Lietie to Lielin'er."

tower!
"From Lie Heng to Lie Nian."

tower!
"You are like ants. No matter how hard you try, you can never kill them all. There are so many of you that I am disgusted."

tower!
Step by step, getting closer to the Chuyun lineage.

Brutal and explosive, like a giant beast awakening, ready to destroy everything.

Under such fierce momentum, the disciples who wanted to take action stopped.

Apart from
"Zhang Yuanzhu, you are so bold, colluding with Wuliang Palace and even killing people to silence them."

The corpse refining lineage, the disciple of the sixth level of Qi training, had a grim expression on his face.

A pale yellow corpse aura emerged from his body, and two tall refined corpses appeared at his side, rushing forward.

Zhang Yuanzhu had an indifferent expression, paused slightly, and raised both arms at the same time.

A red-gold light emerged and boiled on the body, burning like a raging flame.

The muscles beneath the skin trembled, the pale golden tendons twisted, and a tremendous force emerged.

Deep in the soul, the Snake-Slaying Flying Sword, the Dragon Blood Spirit Wood, and the Mysterious Water Ruler trembled slightly, and their [Characteristics] sharpness, pressure, and brute force burst out at the same time.

At this moment, Zhang Yuanzhu's aura exploded to the extreme.

Lean your body slightly and use the soles of your feet to exert force.

Rumble!
A red-gold figure pushed through the vast air and directly crashed into the two refined corpses.

The bronze-armored corpse, which was said to be indestructible in the same realm, exploded in an instant.

The dark blood of the corpse splattered and then burned into gas.

The explosive figure continued to move forward, and the so-called sixth level of Qi training was like paper and was torn apart in an instant.

The disciples of the corpse refining lineage behind him fell one after another.

Ah! Help! Sizzle!
Wailing, begging for mercy, and the sound of flesh being torn echoed from the top of the mountain.

Blood mixed with bones splattered everywhere.

Five breaths and it was all over.

All twenty-six disciples of the corpse refining lineage fell to the ground, their bodies floating on the ground.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in shock.

Too fast! Too cruel! Too extreme!

Zhang Yuanzhu removed the light from his body, stepped on the blood, and walked step by step towards the young man wearing a Taoist robe with cloud patterns.

tower! tower! tower!
It was like a whisper from the underworld, making the young man tremble all over and scream with all his might:

"How dare you act like this and slaughter the Dharma lineage? Brothers, join forces to kill him."

Many disciples did not respond but remained silent, and instead looked at the young man with a slightly colder look in their eyes.

tower!
Zhang Yuanzhu stopped, stood in front of the young man in cloud robe, and extended his hand.

He casually slapped it away, and in a final struggle, he grabbed the enemy's neck.

lift!

Zhang Yuanzhu's mouth corners are outlined.

"Look, it's such an easy task. I can do it alone. Why would I need to join forces with others?"

"So that explains..."

Snapped!
Directly, he knocked the disciple of Chuyun lineage to the ground.

He stepped on the other person's back with one foot and pulled up his hair with one hand, making him look at the many disciples of the Dharma lineage.

“That’s enough!”

All the disciples fell silent.

This was the first time they had encountered such a person.

Just to prove it, do it.

Zhang Yuanzhu bent down, lowered his head, and laughed softly:
"But then again, you guys are getting stupider and stupider."

"Let's see if there's anyone among them who can or dares to stand in front of me."

"Killing you is not difficult!"

Bang!
He exerted force with his feet and crushed the body directly.

Amidst the splattering blood, Zhang Yuanzhu straightened his back and faced the many disciples with grim expressions.

(End of this chapter)