My Master is a Bug

In the immortal formation outside Canglang Realm, Jin Guangtongzi and the others were already dumbfounded.

After being attacked by the Tongtian Divine Tree, the immortal formation they formed was on the verge of being broken.

However, the immortals and gods headed by Jinguang Boy did not give up, but worked hard to support them with their own immortal power, trying to last until the moment when the flawless ancestors came to help.

As a result, the Wuxia ancestor not only did not come to save them, but turned their lair into a **** on earth.

The million ghosts made Jin Guangtongzi and others stunned.

An angel beside him trembled and said, "Why did the ancestor be so determined..."

The angel who spoke was the patriarch of a small sect in the filthy world.

His sect inheritance is in the filthy sky.

Now that Feixiatian has turned into a purgatory on earth, his descendants are obviously impossible to exist.

The thought of the sect that had been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years was destroyed at once, this immortal couldn't help trembling all over.

Most of the immortal gods in the immortal formation were in a situation similar to the person who spoke.

Even if they are not the ancestors of a certain sect, they still have descendants in the filthy world.

But now, all their descendants have turned into ghosts.

Several immortals with keen senses even heard the mourning of their younger generation across the endless void.

For a time, the immortals in the immortal formation were in chaos.

Even Golden Light Boy, Li Tian and the two Golden Immortals have lost the will to continue supporting at this moment.

The two of them glanced at each other, then each turned into a streamer and escaped separately.

These two escaped lights instantly awakened the rest of the immortal gods in the immortal formation.

They forcibly endured their grief, and one after another, they drove the escape light, and they also fled in all directions with the two golden immortals.

These escaping angels naturally couldn't escape Fang Mu's induction.

But at this moment, Fang Mu didn't have much energy to manage these trash fish.

The madness of the flawless ancestor made him also tremble.

Fang Mu stared at Ancestor Wuxia and said, "Are you crazy!?"

At this moment, the demonic energy around Wu Xia's ancestor was surging, and the expression on his face was extremely ferocious.

Like a demon returning from hell, he laughed wildly:

"I told you a long time ago, don't push me to a dead end.

Yasheng's wrath, how could you, a small spiritual practitioner, understand it! "

Fang Mu said coldly, "But your anger doesn't seem to be used on me, but on the people you protect!"

Ancestor Wuxia still laughed wildly: "It's just a group of ants!

I sheltered them for hundreds of thousands of years, just to let them erode the big world for me one day.

Now you actually want to keep all the data of the chess pieces that I have worked so hard to protect for hundreds of thousands of years as your own, dreaming!

You can only receive millions of ghosts!

I'd like to see how you, a celestial spirit from a demon cultivator, are going to accommodate these crazy ghosts.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha! "

At the same time that Wuxia Ancestor laughed wildly, the whole person turned into a cloud of black smoke and rushed towards the sky.

This time, he really intends to leave.

Without the support of Huixiatian, he was attacked by the resentment of the millions of people, and it would be really dangerous if he didn't leave.

However, Fang Mu sighed softly and said, "I want to leave now, it's too late!"

At the same time as his voice fell, a pitch-black sword appeared out of thin air in front of him.

This killing sword is dark all over, and there is black energy on the surface that keeps squirming, and it doesn't look too sharp.

However, at the moment when this killing sword appeared, Wuxia Old Ancestor couldn't stop trembling all over.

His eyes bulged out like toads because of excessive panic, and he muttered in his mouth:

"How is it possible, how can you condense this kind of thing.

Impossible, this is impossible!

I do not believe! ! "

The reason why Ancestor Wuxia dared to slaughter all the people he had sheltered for hundreds of thousands of years was because he was certain that no one could control the resentment of millions of ghosts in a short period of time.

But he neglected that Fang Mu was the realm master of Canglang, a fellow demon practitioner!

Fang Mu was born in a devil's sect, and is very familiar with the devil and the devil.

However, if this is the case, it is still far from controlling a million Specters.

But he is a fellow practitioner of the devil.

Before Fang Mu, no one had pushed the spiritual realm to such a high level, and naturally no one knew how powerful the gathering ability of the top heavenly spirits would become after being transformed into rules.

The most important thing is that Fang Mu is still the master of Canglang Realm.

Here, all the rules are in his hands.

Although those Specters seem to have broken countless rules and lines, the underlying rules are also affecting millions of Specters.

Under the superposition of these influences, Fang Mu was able to use the resentment of millions of ghosts to condense this killing sword designed to kill flawless ancestors!

At this moment, Wuxia ancestors also felt the disaster of extinction.

At the same time as he shouted hysterically, his hands were sealed together, trying to completely detonate the remaining wreckage of Foul Xiatian, and die together with Fang Mu.

What made him terrified was that he had been submissive to the rules of the filthy sky at his feet on weekdays, but at this moment he had not given him the slightest feedback.

On the contrary, the pitch-black killing sword in front of Fang Mu became deeper and deeper.

Fang Mu slapped the hilt lightly, and the killing sword penetrated the endless void and came to the ancestor Wuxia.

Between life and death, the immortal energy of the Wuxia ancestor began to burn wildly, and the immortal methods were swayed out as if they didn't want money.

However, no matter what kind of immortal method, it can't resist this pitch-black killing sword in the slightest.

He could only watch helplessly as the killing sword pierced through the sky, smashed his head, and then exploded in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The heavy resentment in the killing sword exploded in his sea of ​​consciousness, and spread to his whole body in an instant.

Ancestor Wuxia didn't even have time to escape his consciousness, and his whole person was eroded by killing intent and fell into complete madness.

His limbs seemed to have their own consciousness, and they began to dance in a very twisted way.

And the terrifying immortal power in his body kept flowing towards the void with the twisted rules.

Those immortal powers flying all over the sky directly condensed into twisted immortal methods, lighting up the void for tens of thousands of miles.

Originally, the millions of ghosts in the void were eating everything around them without distinction.

But these twisted fairy lights~www.wuxiaspot.com~ gave them directions.

The resentment in their hearts unknowingly converged towards the origin of the twisted fairy light.

Nearly a million ghosts stopped their movements one after another and looked at the place where the fairy light lit up.

The surrounding atmosphere froze for a moment, and then the million Specter moved almost at the same time.

They rushed towards the place where the fairy light lit up with grim faces.

Millions of Specter are like black clouds in the sky, surrounding the crazy flawless ancestors in the center and devouring them frantically.

Although only a few ghosts in the innermost layer can directly devour the flawless ancestors, the ghosts on the outside are not useless.

Their resentments condensed together to form a huge magic formation, which completely suppressed the immortal power of Wuxia ancestors.

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