Tianyu Alchemy Lord

Facing the accusations from everyone in the Zihong Ling Sect, Li Yuanzhao did not show any emotion, and just bowed to the strange figure in mid-air.

"My lord, did Yuan Zhao's mission work well? Can these people be used by you?"

Seeing Li Yuanzhao's respectful look, the elders of the Zihong Ling Sect couldn't suppress their grief and anger, and shouted in a low voice: "Li Yuanzhao, you look like a dog now! How can you still have the half-hearted response of the Twelve Ling Sect overlords?" It looks like something!”

Li Yuanzhao's expression was indifferent, as if he had no human emotions anymore, and he was deaf to these voices.

"Yeah! The taste of this essence and blood is quite satisfactory."

The figure in mid-air chuckled. If there were any bystanders here at this moment, they would find that the outline of this figure was much clearer than when it was just released from the box.

"What is my Lord going to do with these people?"

Li Yuanzhao asked respectfully.

"Jie Jie! I said that if I let them live, they will live, and if I let them die, they will die!"

As soon as the words fell, in front of the elders of the Purple Rainbow Spirit Sect, the strange purple color seemed to fill the entire world, making their hearts feel suffocated for an instant!

"No!"

A series of shrill screams reached into the sky, and a pungent smell of blood filled the air instantly.

Who would have thought that the Purple Rainbow Spirit Sect, which was a pure land yesterday, would be stained with blood today.

Li Yuanzhao stood in a pool of blood, feeling that the smell of blood that he once thought was unpleasant now made him feel extremely comfortable and alluring.

And today is just the beginning. It won't be long before everyone, whether it's the Broken Star Spirit Sect or others who dare to support Su Chen, will follow in the footsteps of today's Zihong Spirit Sect!

…

A few days later.

Hunyuan Lingzong.

A figure stumbled to the mountain gate of Hunyuan Lingzong. His clothes were ragged, his breath was weak, and he looked extremely downcast.

This figure is none other than Ruan Ming. In the past few days, the scene of the master's death and the collapse of the sect has been repeatedly lingering in his mind. As soon as he closes his eyes, there is that strange purple light in front of him, and that is between his nose. The pungent smell of blood.

All this is haunting Ruan Ming like a nightmare. It was his master's instructions before his death and his sense of mission as the chief disciple of Zihong Ling Sect that supported him all the way to Hunyuan Ling Sect.

However, at this moment, looking at the Hunyuan Lingzong Mountain Gate in front of him, Ruan Ming's face turned pale, as if he remembered some past events, and there was also a trace of shame on his face.

After all, there had been a lot of friction between their Zihong Spirit Sect and the Hunyuan Spirit Sect before, and not long ago, the Zihong Spirit Sect followed the Amaterasu Spirit Sect to attack here.

"Huh?"

"Am I right? That guy is... Ruan Ming, the chief disciple of the Purple Rainbow Spirit Sect?"

"Why did he come here? Could it be that the Zihong Spirit Sect wants to cause trouble again?"

"But why does he look like this? It's like he's running away."

"No matter what he is like, Ruan Ming, you are not welcome in our Hunyuan Lingzong! Leave quickly!"

Facing the expulsion of the guard disciples of Hunyuan Lingzong, Ruan Ming clenched his fists and his eyes turned red. Normally, he would have retorted a few words and walked away.

But at this moment, thinking of the tragic situation of the sect and the master who died unexpectedly, Ruan Ming trembled all over, put aside all pride and grudges, and knelt down in front of the gate of Hunyuan Lingzong.

"Junior Ruan Ming, please see the seniors of Hunyuan Lingzong!"

"Please come forward, seniors, and help the Zihong Spirit Sect!"

The heart-wrenching pleas caused the expressions of all the disciples of the Hunyuan Lingzong to guard the mountain to change suddenly.

"What does this guy mean?"

"Could something big happen to Zihong Lingzong?"

Bang bang bang bang, only a series of muffled sounds were heard. Ruan Ming's forehead had already been bruised, and the blood seeping out stained the stone steps of the Hunyuan Lingzong's mountain gate red.

At this moment, the mountain door of Hunyuan Lingzong was opened wide, and a figure flashed out of it. It was an elder of Hunyuan Lingzong with a serious face.

Seeing this scene, the Hunyuanling Sect elder asked directly: "What's going on?"

Ruan Ming looked at the Hunyuan Lingzong's mountain gate that was wide open in front of him. He seemed to have been drained of all his strength and fell limply to the ground, his whole body shaking constantly.

"My master...Master, he was photographed by Li Yuanzhao..."

When the elder of the Hunyuan Lingzong heard the broken words spit out from Ruan Ming's mouth, his expression changed. He stretched out his palm and a ray of true energy lifted up Ruan Ming and flew into the Hunyuan Lingzong.

A moment later, in the Hunyuan Lingzong's newly renovated meeting hall, all the senior officials of the Hunyuan Lingzong, including Mie Yunzi, were alerted and gathered here.

"Ruan Ming, do you mean that Li Yuanzhao and the Amaterasu Spirit Sect gang came to your Zihong Spirit Sect and went on a killing spree, killing your master and many elders?"

Mieyunzi asked in horror. It wasn't that he didn't believe Ruan Ming, but what Ruan Ming said at this moment was too shocking!