Chapter 1818 (2/2)

I estimate that when the emperor of Taiqing returns, Tianya sect will be renamed Ziwei sect.

At that time, all the non crape myrtle disciples will be suppressed.

That nun just now must not belong to Ziwei sect. Otherwise, why does she say that she is a disciple of Tianya sect, but not her Ziwei sect identity.

If you say that, I see, the emperor of Taiqing should thank me.

I'm trying to get rid of the disobedient disciples for him, get rid of the dissidents and clear up the obstacles for his future position.

Uncle Wang, are you right? Ha ha ha!

I don't ask for more, as long as the emperor of Taiqing will give me a position of king in the future, ha ha ha!

Uncle Wang, do you think I'm qualified enough

The unbridled laughter of young people resounded all over the country.

At this time, a fire suddenly broke through the void, and in an instant, it appeared in front of the group.

The light of the fire, like a dragon in the sun and the scorching sun, burst out with endless flames, making people feel as if they had fallen into a magma lake all at once.

Boom——

In an instant, all the monks in the group melted away.

Uncle Wang, who was wearing a bamboo hat, was about to react when he was engulfed by the flames. In an instant, he burned to ashes.

The young man named Huang Tao has not come back at the moment.

The next moment, he reacted. In his eyes, he was full of panic: ”don't kill me! I'm from Huanggu building... ”

Boom!

The flames split abruptly like a tide.

A flame light blade, whistling past, split him in two.

Huang Tao's face, with confusion, doubt and fear, banged. His two bodies fell to the ground, rolled by the fire, and suddenly became a corpse.

Chu Yan's figure appeared after the fire.

When he came over, he heard the conversation clearly.

Otherwise, he would not be so decisive.

”Well, it's too cheap for you to die like this.”

Chu Yan takes out the soul taking bell of Yin Cao and takes a photo in the air.

Suddenly, the spirits of huangtao and Uncle Wang were taken in.

There are also traces of spirits floating around, which obviously belong to the monks of diyuanjing.

Chu Yan's divine consciousness spread out, a slight shock, these scattered spirits, all of a sudden were shattered, disappeared.

But Chu Yan did not leave.

He took the storage bag and storage ring from Huang Tao's body, found the heart picking grass belonging to Shen Qing, pondered a little, and then took out a wooden card.

The wooden plate is dark with a black ferocious tiger head engraved on its surface.

The tiger's head is so lifelike that it makes people roar and roar. If you look at it, you can't help but be frightened.

”The killer card of ghost killing Pavilion.” Chu Yan snorted coldly, threw up the killer card, and then shot a water arrow from his fingertip to blow it into powder and spread it around.

It's a hundred Zhang square. At this time, it's like being burned by a mountain fire. It's scorched everywhere.

The killer card itself is black, now broken into powder, but also black powder, fell on the scene, no one can see.

But Chu Yan did it for his own reason.

As for this factor, of course, he has taken it into consideration.