"kill!"

Within the Chu Sect, all the disciples were shouting with righteous indignation, especially those in the Dongxu Realm who had escaped from death. They wished they could eat the flesh of Ming Gusheng alive.

Now that I can kill half a step into the Xuanshi realm, it is really satisfying.

The spectators in the distance also licked their dry lips.

Half step into the Xuanshi realm.

This is a person at the top of the world, theoretically an immortal existence!

Public execution is simply a shame and humiliation.

If a saint-level expert is executed today, then from now on, the myth of immortality in the Half-Step Xuanshi Realm will come to an end.

"God, it's going to change!"

A saint from Huanglinghai sighed deeply.

…

Rumble!

Ji Dongyuan is a spirit, and he can cast forbidden spells without any restrictions.

In an instant, Ji Dongyuan blasted dozens of forbidden arts, beating one of the princes' chests to pieces.

Dying!

In the blink of an eye, the prince was dying, and he was breathing his last breath.

The spiritual body is so powerful that no one knows where the upper limit is.

"Spare, spare my life...spare..."

The prince was covered in blood, muttering to himself, and his pupils were filled with prayers.

Seeing this, the other two princes beside him knelt down and kept kowtowing to beg for mercy.

They simply couldn't imagine that lunatics like Chu Zong would kill at will.

Ji Dongyuan grabbed the prince's hair, slowly raised his head, and looked at Ming Gusheng Yaoyao.

This is the answer he gave.

This is also the answer Chu Zong gave to all invaders.

Anyone who offends will be punished with death.

"I say it one last time, let them go!"

Looking at his dying son, Ming Gusheng took a deep breath and repeated with a cold face.

"What?"

"What did you say, Ming Gusheng? I didn't hear it?"

"Are you begging me? Haha!"

Ji Dongyuan used his backhand with more than a dozen forbidden techniques. It must be said that the body of the Half-Step Xuanshi Realm was really powerful. Under such a bombardment, he was still breathing heavily and did not die completely.

"Haha, Ming Gu Sheng, are you also helpless?"

"Hahaha, the First Emperor Longting was completely defeated!"

"Hahaha!"

At this moment, everyone in the Chu sect was laughing heartily, but the First Emperor's Dragon Court was completely silent from top to bottom.

…

"Ha ha!"

"Hahaha!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

However, the strange thing is that Ming Gusheng, who was originally ashen-faced, suddenly started laughing for no reason.

His smile was extremely sinister, like a poisonous snake spitting out scarlet messages.

The whole audience was surprised.

Everything has been completely defeated, what is Ming Gusheng laughing at?

Could it be...that this guy has another conspiracy?

Some strong men who knew Ming Gusheng better frowned.

"Look...there are dark clouds coming again!"

"Hey, the dark clouds have just dispersed, why are they coming again?"

"No, it's not a dark cloud, it's... Oops, it's the miasma of resentment!"

"Damn it, it's the miasma of resentment!"

Before Ming Gusheng could finish laughing, a monk suddenly roared. In extreme panic, this man's voice was already hoarse.

really!

Many people looked up.

Due east.

The billowing black smoke is like a big wave on the sea, rolling in, and some caves have been frightened out of their wits.

"Oops, there's one from behind too!"

Another exclamation.

The crowd was in panic again.

It turns out that gray fog is also rolling in from the west.

Next, everyone in the audience was trembling, so frightened that they almost forgot to breathe.

Not just the East, not just the West.

South, North.

In all directions, the miasma of resentment was like thousands of troops condensed into an array, surrounding the mountains of Chu Zong into an impenetrable cylinder.

Getting closer!

Several casual cultivators in the Cave Realm were so frightened that they fainted.

Don't blame him either.

As long as they have seen with their own eyes monks tortured by the miasma of resentment, no one will not be frightened and no one will not be afraid.

"Zhao Chu, I have long heard that you have many caves and voids here, so I came here to offer you a big gift!"

Ming Gusheng flicked his sleeves and once again showed his scornful expression.

"Hmph, you mortals don't even know the [Citian Divine Canon]!"

Ming Gusheng sneered.

The panicked people didn't notice at all that within the miasma of resentment, there were countless human slaves operating magical powers.

…

"If you don't worry, let's ask Xiao Zhao Chu what to do!"
Chapter completed!