Martial Inverse

The Martial God Sect was very unwilling. The suzerain Nie Yuan just got the opportunity of a first-rank mortal saint, but he was about to fall into a land of eternal doom.

It is obvious that the various sects have teamed up to attempt to destroy the Martial God Sect, and the sect master Nie Yuan killed to save people, why should he be sanctioned by heaven and earth?

"Heaven and earth are cruel!"

An elder of the Martial God Sect even sang loudly with red eyes, denouncing the injustice of the heavens.

The surviving disciples of the Martial God Sect were also infected, and they ate all the heavens in unison, the heaven and the earth are inhumane...

At the end of the sound, it pierced through the sky like a Hong Zhong Da Lu, and those disciples who fled to the ** sect in a hurry were terrified to the extreme.

"This is the Martial God Sect that I want to protect..."

After Nie Yuan heard the voices of those sect elders and disciples, he let out a long roar, and thunder clouds rolled between the sky and the earth.

Then his figure turned into a bolt of lightning, beheading all the fleeing disciples of the sect...

On this day, the Wushenzong's radius was filled with blood, no living beings could withstand the blood, and there was a dead silence.

...

When the last disciple of the Tianluo Alliance fell in panic and despair, Nie Yuan, who was injured and stained with the blood of hundreds of thousands of warriors, finally stopped.

He stood above the void, looking at the setting sun, his face was as calm as a lake of spring water, neither sad nor happy.

"Is it finally over?"

Nie Yuan murmured in a low voice, but soon, he seemed to think of something, and said sternly: "No, it's not over yet... If I die, the disciples of the Martial God Sect will still be unable to bear the anger of the powerful sect... For the rest of my life, let the fire of my life burn even hotter..."

Nie Yuan knew very well that today he killed hundreds of thousands of disciples and tens of thousands of flying boats of the ** sect, and he could never die with the ** sect.

But the suzerains of the ** sect are all incomparably powerful second-rank Martial Emperor peaks, and no one in the Martial God Sect can compete.

Therefore, he can only solve these disadvantages for the Martial God Sect before being tolerated by the world.

Just when Nie Yuan was about to leave, Feng Hao quietly appeared beside Nie Yuan, holding the latter's shoulder with one hand.

"you are tired……"

Feng Hao said softly.

He knew what Nie Yuan was thinking, to burn his life to completely eliminate these powerful enemies for the Martial God Sect.

But after the battle just now, Feng Hao knew better that Nie Yuan was at the end of his battle.

He is holding on.

After Nie Yuan heard Feng Hao's words, his body trembled undetectably, then he shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I'm not tired, I can still move..."

Speaking, Nie Yuan wanted to break Lin Yu's hand on his shoulder, but Feng Hao raised his palm and knocked on Nie Yuan's acupuncture point on the back.

"you……"

Nie Yuan's first-grade mortal aura suddenly disappeared, then his eyes rolled up, and he passed out directly.

"metropolitan……"

The surviving elders of the Martial God Sect said anxiously, and at the same time their hearts were greatly shaken.

Feng Hao actually knocked out the suzerain of a first-grade mortal saint just now, this... what's going on?

They are second-rank powerhouses, and they probably know that Nie Yuan is at the end of his battle, so they are still moved by Feng Hao's attack.

It's just that they really couldn't figure out how Feng Hao did it...

"Sect Master Nie is too tired. I put him to sleep temporarily. I found a dragon vein spring and put him in it..."

Feng Hao handed Nie Yuan, who had fallen asleep, to Xuan Jizi, the elder of the Neizong, and instructed.

Perhaps because of the method Feng Hao showed just now, Xuanjizi took Nie Yuan in a daze, and went to the Longmai Spring of Wushenzong without looking back.

And at this time, the eyes of the surviving Martial God Sect disciples all fell on Feng Hao.

The foreign strongman who came from the earth with Feng Hao also looked at Feng Hao with a bewildered expression.

They knew that Feng Hao was a strong man invited by the Huaxia high-level, similar to the instructor of the Huaxia Dragon Group.

Originally, they wanted to provoke Feng Hao and test his cultivation, but after seeing Feng Hao being able to talk to Nie Yuan on an equal footing, their hearts had already collapsed...

Obviously, this guy named Feng Haoran... has a bit of the shadow of the God of China, Feng Hao...

The boss of the dragon group, Long Bufan, also stared at Feng Hao in a daze,

Although Feng Hao has changed his appearance now.

But when he looked at Feng Hao's profile, it suddenly overlapped with the person in his memory...

"You said...Feng Haoran...would you just say that person?"

Long Bufan asked suddenly.

The four dragon group powerhouses around were more or less injured, and their bodies were stained with blood. After hearing Long Bufan's words, they all looked at Feng Hao...

Judging from his appearance, he is definitely not Feng Hao, but the silhouette seems to be somewhat similar... and the more he looks the more he looks like him.

"It seems...it's a bit like..." Long Feifei said in a daze.

If it is said that Chinese people lack faith, then the appearance of Feng Hao has become the belief of Chinese monks and strangers.

Because, no one has ever been able to reach that height, can walk with the gods, and even... kill the strong gods outside the territory.

More and more powerful people on the earth have discovered this, and then they also let out a long breath.

Because of Feng Hao's presence, the Martial God Sect should be able to survive.

But everyone is just guessing, they cannot be 100% sure that Feng Haoran is Feng Hao, but they still hope that Feng Haoran is Feng Hao...

Afterwards, the elders of the sect who had survived the catastrophe began to arrange for their disciples to put out the fire, and at the same time issued orders to rebuild the sect.

It's just... the lingering blood of the Wushenzong within a hundred miles is a difficult problem.

These blood qi condensed like a blood mist and did not disperse. When warriors smelled it in the past, they would be stung by the bloody smell and couldn't open their eyes.

"This area of ​​hundreds of miles will become a dead area. It seems that the Martial God Sect is not suitable for rebuilding here..."

Some elders sighed.

In less than a hundred years, it seems that these blood mist will not dissipate.

"Then do we have room?"

A disciple asked.

To establish a sect and establish a sect, you need to choose a position with dragon veins, and the dragon veins in the southern region have been taken up by various sects.

No new dragon veins were born at all.

"There are seventeen sects to choose from, why is there no room?"

Feng Hao said suddenly.

Feng Hao thought of what Nie Yuan had done for the Martial God Sect, and he felt that since he had a predestined relationship with the Martial God Sect, at this juncture, he would make a move if he could.

It doesn't matter if you grab the land or something...

However, the elders and disciples of the Martial God Sect were shocked and speechless after hearing Feng Hao's words.

According to Feng Hao, this is to rob someone else's house.

Is this the so-called, using the way of others to treat others?

At this moment, more than ten waves of monstrous energy suddenly appeared in the sky above the Martial God Sect, which had no energy fluctuations.

Everyone focused their eyes on the direction where the energy came from, and immediately they saw more than a dozen figures coming across the void.

Everyone was startled... their faces suddenly turned pale.