Chapter 252: The Desolation of Heaven (5/1)

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The old man was panicked and said unconsciously: "Super Cultivator, what can we do to calculate this...?"

"Hmph, you can barely be considered a monk. You are actually here to deceive the public and collect the female ghost. It would be fine if I didn't touch it. Since I was hit by me, I will still have to take care of this matter!" Du Jun's face suddenly became cold, and he said in a deep voice, then reached out and grabbed the old man in his hand!

"You really dare to kill me? I am a disciple of the Shadowless Sect!" The old man was lifted off the ground by Du Jun. Looking at the man's cold expression, his heart trembled inexplicably, and he was immediately frightened and screamed!

"Wang Wu Sect?" Du Jun was stunned, murmured, with a confused expression on his face.

Seeing this, the old man immediately shouted, "How is it? Are you afraid, the shadowless sect dominates this place for thousands of miles, with thousands of disciples and dozens of Gong Ji! There are also some magic pills..."

Du Jun nodded seriously and simply said, "I haven't heard of this. There are countless small sects in this world, but just a mere Shadowless Sect!"

A word was like a basin of cold water pouring on the old man's head, making him foolishly on the spot, and his face was lost. It was not until Du Jun snorted coldly and grabbed his Tianling with one hand. He came back to his senses in surprise, but shouted: "Wait, I am not only a disciple of the Wuying Sect, but also a disciple of Huangtian. Do you know that Huangtian Sect? The leader of the sect was Du Jun from Fengyunhuangzhou decades ago!"

The old man waited for a pair of big eyes, stared at Du Jun, and intimidated: "Du Jun, you know better than to know that he is a genius that has never appeared in the deserted state for thousands of years. Tens of years ago, even the ancestors of the five major sects in the deserted states would persuade him when they saw him!"

Du Jun was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing and asked, "That's how Du Jun is?"

When the old man saw Du Jun acting, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself: "What a bullshit Shadowless Sect? In the end, it's better to have a name like Du Jun!"

He smiled forcefully, reached out and pulled Du Jun's palm, fixed his body, and said proudly: "Of course, our sect leader was in Huangzhou back then, but he turned his hands into rain and clouds. It was arrogant!"

After saying that, he glanced at Du Jun with disdain and said, "A monk like you may be afraid that when he sees me, Huangtian Sect Master, his eyes can scare you to the point of urination!"

"Have you seen Du Jun?" Du Jun couldn't help asking when he saw the old man's words were convincing.

The old man was stunned and then said angrily: "Who do you think my sect leader is? You can meet him when you want to? The sect leader's status is that he is the head of the five major sects in Huangzhou, and the chiefs may not be able to meet him!"

"I have already secretly notified me of the Southern Hall Master. I'm afraid the Lord of San is on the way!" The old man became more powerful and said coldly: "It's still time to regret it now. If I am willing to give me a soul-grade magic weapon, then I can still speak a few good words to you in front of the Lord of San!"

"I think that if you have a disciple like you, the Lord Huangtian Sect will be ashamed!" Du Jun let out a cold voice and stepped forward. With the banging momentum, the old man was knocked out a hundred feet. Then his divine thought moved and he wanted to kill him!

But at this moment, a shout suddenly came from above the sky: "The bold madman dared not respect our sect leader in words!"

With a sound, Du Jun raised his head, but saw hundreds of cultivators coming from the void, but the head was a female cultivator in the false pill stage. At this moment, he was furious and fell beside the old man!

As soon as these hundreds of people arrived, they immediately exuded a huge fighting spirit. Du Jun glanced at him, but saw that although these hundreds of monks had low cultivation, they were quite as powerful as the three thousand white robes of Xuanyin back then!

As soon as the female cultivator in the lead fell to the ground, her eyes fell on the old man, and she felt implicitly angry. She thought she knew about the old man's usual behavior!

Before the female cultivator could scold her, the old man knelt down on the ground, and said with tears in his nose: "Master San, it's not my fault for this matter. There are many monks who have absorbed female ghosts, which is not surprising in this deserted state. But this person suddenly came to thrust a pole!"

"Hmph, this matter is up to you to care about in the future!" The Master of Nantan said coldly. Even if he was disliked by the old man, he would not punish him in front of an outsider at this moment.

When the old man heard this, he felt relieved. He immediately stood up, raised his hand and pointed at Du Jun, and said, "Master San, this person had been disrespectful to our sect leader before, and he hoped that the sect leader would be solemn and majestic to my Huangtianmen!"

"You dare to be disrespectful to our sect leader!" The Nantan Sanzhu immediately turned cold and had murderous intentions. Then his eyes fell on Du Jun and said, "I really want to live..."

On the side, the old man aroused the anger of the female cultivator when he saw it, which was worthy of his wish. He also saw hundreds of monks behind him all looked angry and looked at Du Jun with murderous intent. He felt very happy, but he didn't expect that when the female cultivator said this, he suddenly became stunned. Looking at Du Jun, his expression was confused.

"Sanzhu, why do you need to say too much to him? The disciple is willing to fight him alone and get his offender to the sect leader!" Suddenly, a young monk stepped forward and looked at Du Jun, saying this. Before the Nantan Sanzhu answered, he broke through the air and attacked Du Jun with a bang!

At this moment, the female cultivator suddenly woke up like a dream. She screamed in surprise, reached out and grabbed the monk who rushed out. She then knelt on the ground with a "thump" and said loudly: "Under Huangtian Sect, the master of Nantan San welcomed the master back!"

Everyone was surprised and stunned. They all looked at their dispersed masters at a loss, and then looked at Du Jun, and stood there in a daze.

"How do you recognize me?" Du Jun asked coldly.

"Report to the sect leader, we originally had someone who happened to see the sect leader. Later, Elder Xie Qing appeared, gathered everyone, created the Sifang Sanzhu, and together with several monks in our sect who had seen the sect leader's face, they drew a picture of the sect leader, and let my Sifang Sanzhu come forward to watch!"

She glanced at the old man behind her and hesitated: "Ordinary disciples are not qualified to watch the master's picture!"

Du Jun nodded and said, "Where is Xie Qing now?"

"In the headquarters!" The master of Nantan was respectfully respectfully and said, "I hope the master will go to the headquarters!"

"Lead the way forward!" Du Jun's eyes fell on the old man and suddenly said, "This person is extremely guilty and should be punished!"

After saying that, he broke through the air in one step and left with a bang.

At this point, the many disciples of Huangtian woke up and knelt down under the man's back, and said in unison: "Welcome the master to return!"

As for the old man, he was already silly and his body trembled. When he saw several monks Gong Ji surrounded him with disgust, he screamed immediately, thrust his body, and fell to the ground, and was actually scared to death!

After Du Jun and others left, the people from the Spring Clan in front of the cave were still dull. After a while, they looked at each other foolishly, all seeing the complexity and shock in each other's eyes.

"The ancestor is a god. When he saw the master of the Nantan San, he was very respectful and respectful, as if he was a god. When the master of the Nantan San, he seemed to have seen his nemesis when he saw Du Jun, this..."

The patriarch murmured, and when he said this, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and said, "What kind of god is Du Jun?"

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Huangtian Sect was originally a famous but without a mountain gate that Du Jun gathered together in the past. However, because of Xie Qing's arrival, this group with only one name has evolved into a complete sect after several years!

Xie Qing is the woman who Du Jun sent the road in Tongtian Valley.

As soon as he became a sect, the disciples of the major sects had no choice but to withdraw from Huangtian Sect. Only a few people actually withdrew from their own sects and joined Huangtian Sect!

Nowadays, there are 8,000 disciples in Huangtian Sect, most of which are casual cultivators. Among them, there are 1,000 under the sect of the sect in all directions, and the remaining 4,000 people live in the main altar.

In a valley near the Great Wilderness, countless jade towers are built, with vast mountain gates, which look quite a bit like a sect, but at this moment, there is a solemn atmosphere in the valley!

The originally exquisite Yuyu, most of the time, collapsed. In the middle of the valley, more than ten thousand blood-demon monks surrounded the remaining three thousand disciples of Huangtian!

Xie Qing's face was solemn, and there was a hint of helplessness and unwillingness in her eyes. She thought of Du Jun's favor and worked hard for Du Jun for decades, but now she is in anger with this natural sect and will be destroyed!

The cause of this matter is very simple. It was because several natural sects left the Sword Sect and joined the Huangtian Sect, which made the natural leader furious.

In the past, the five major sects deliberately or unintentionally suppressed Huangtian Gate, but they did not pay special attention to Huangtian Gate. Xie Qing and others just retreated to this deserted state and were able to breathe.

Next to Xie Qing, several monks filled with blood were standing, who were the disciples of the Natural Sect who had worshipped under the Huangtian Sect. At this moment, these people looked sad and desperate, and their expressions were above their expressions.

"Don't panic. I have sent someone to inform the scattered masters in all directions. I think reinforcements are already on the way at this moment!" In the desperate situation, Xie Qing comforted these people.

Several people sighed and swept away the murderous aura around them. Someone smiled bitterly and said, "Even if the scattered masters from all directions came in time, it would probably be useless!"

"Elder, you'd better hand over me and others!" After saying that, the man said tragically.

"Nonsense!" Xie Qing looked cold and scolded, then said loudly: "You go and ask me if the three thousand disciples were willing?"

"You cannot give up your life, you cannot be afraid of death, and a soldier can be killed and not humiliated!" After hearing this, thousands of disciples of Huangtian roared immediately. In the desperate situation, they showed their determination to be dead and determined!

The natural disciples immediately laughed sarcastically, and some people shouted: "I advise you to hand over those traitors now, or you can keep a little incense. If you wait until my new chief arrives later, I am afraid that there will be no more incense left in your Huangtian Gate!"

"Don't be rampant, your chief? If our sect leader comes at this moment, I'm afraid that even if you naturally come here, you will return in disgrace!" Huang Tian and his group immediately retorted.

"Master of the Sect?" Xie Qing murmured with an inexplicable expression. He suddenly looked up at the sky and said to himself: "Master of the Sect, you are the only one who can save Huangtian Sect at this moment, but... but how do you know at this moment? How can you come?"

Du Jun has disappeared for several years and has not returned. At this moment, Du Jun is just a force to support the momentum. But the three thousand disciples of Huangtian also knew that Du Jun could not come at this moment!

However, they who live in a corner do not know that Du Jun appeared in the deserted state a year ago and angrily killed the Red Demon Chief!

"Your sect master?" The disciples of the Natural Sect immediately smiled and said, "Your sect master was killed by the heavenly tribulation in the Red Demon Valley a year ago. At this moment, I'm afraid there is no bone left!"

A few words made countless disciples of Huangtian shake and their fighting spirit disappear. Regardless of whether Du Jun comes or not, he is the support in the hearts of these disciples of Huangtian. The support fell down at this moment, but there was no hope in the hearts of these three thousand disciples of Huangtian!

"Don't listen to his nonsense. The sect leader is circling all over the sky, how can he fall under the thunder of heaven?" Xie Qing felt depressed. She knew Du Jun's way, and she knew very well that Du Jun's danger of passing the disaster. At this moment, she believed in her heart that the words of naturally the disciples were most of the true, but they could not lose their morale!
Chapter completed!