Chapter 1017 Misty Immortal Sect, Extinct

quiet.

The entire Misty Immortal Sect was silent.

The pressure brought by the three tenth-rank powerhouses dissipated in an instant.

All the trees that had been crushed or were being crushed straightened at this moment.

And all the Misty Immortal Sect disciples stared wide-eyed.

Looking at the sky in horror, the three groups of flying ash were flying.

It took a long time before there were gurgling sounds from their throats.

Second...second kill!

That's the tenth step!

The infinite powerhouse!

It was killed in seconds.

Didn't it mean that the higher the level, the harder it is to be killed?

Could it be that all fairy tales are tricked by donkeys?

If the tenth-level Wuji powerhouses are all instantly killed so easily, then aren't we disciples even worse than ants?

The most important thing is that those are three tenth steps!

Three against one!

And just now, it has already taken an overwhelming advantage in terms of momentum.

Why was he suddenly killed by this guy?

I didn't react at all.

The Great Elder's face was ashen ashes at this moment.

Not to mention those ordinary disciples, even he didn't react at all.

The head of Chaotianzong was killed;

The suzerain of his Misty Immortal Sect was killed.

However, when these two strong men were killed, there was a huge roar, and a huge pothole with a diameter of five kilometers was left behind.

Even if he knew that Wen Zilong was very powerful, it would take a lot of effort to kill the strong Wuji.

What about today?

Three against one, unexpectedly being instantly killed at the same time!

It seems so easy.

It doesn't even take a single effort.

Why is this guy so strong?

In fact, not only him, but even Wen Zilong himself was very surprised.

When he dealt with those two infinite powers before, although the purple lightning could hurt them, it couldn't cause fatal damage to them.

You must use the additional skill Thunder Strike.

But now, in a one-on-three situation, they were killed in just a flash of thought.

How did it become so strong?

At this time, the system made a timely sound, answering Wen Zilong's doubts:

"Purple lightning is a natal weapon, and its power will also increase as the owner's level increases. Therefore, please work hard to upgrade the host. The tenth-order savage dragon has arrived, can the sub-dragon be far behind? Gangbad!"

Wen Zilong nodded:

"I see."

However, Wen Zilong didn't catch a cold at all for the system's last mention of working hard to upgrade.

Just your sister!

To advance to the middle stage of the tenth rank, 2,000 energy spars are needed.

That is 200 billion barbaric dragon stones.

What about the promotion to the top?

Then it evolves into a dragon.

How much do you need?

Want to exhaust me to death?

At this time, Wen Zilong looked at the great elder on the ground.

I saw that the Great Elder reacted very quickly when his face was ashen.

"Activate the formation! Quickly activate the formation!"

Wen Zilong chuckled.

"Activate your sister."

The next moment, the purple lightning blasted directly towards the Great Elder on the ground.

boom--

The Great Elder was wiped out.

At the same time, the purple lightning turned into hundreds of one-foot-long purple lightning on the ground, spreading towards the surroundings.

All the disciples who were struck by these purple lightnings were also instantly wiped out.

At the same time, the Ant Emperor also moved.

Space black hole opens.

The black ants inside rushed out like a black flood.

A mid-ninth-level disciple saw a black ant rushing towards him.

He sneered: "The eighth-level fierce beast dares to run wild in our Misty Immortal Sect."

Then, he slapped the Ant Emperor with a palm.

puff--

There is no doubt that an eighth-level ferocious beast is only equivalent to a sixth-level extraordinary powerhouse.

In front of his ninth rank, he was completely like an ant.

It was also an ant.

The black ant was directly photographed into a meat paste.

However, before the eighth-level disciple could be proud, there was a sudden rustling sound behind him.

He looked back.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but after looking at it, I just feel that my scalp is numb.

Goosebumps all over my body.

Behind him, five meters away, hundreds of black ants had rushed towards him.

Moreover, behind these black ants, there are overwhelming black ants rushing towards him.

Almost instantly, he was swallowed up.

Just half a minute later, the black ants passed by.

That ninth-level disciple, only a pile of bones remained.

There is not even a shred of meat on it.

Ninth-level disciples, in the mortal world, this is already a nearly invincible existence.

But in front of these millions of black ants, he looked so pale and powerless.

At the same time, this scene is happening everywhere in Misty Immortal Sect.

Without the suzerain, without the great elder, they lost their command.

Although their formations can occasionally be opened, they cannot be opened in an orderly manner as before.

Unable to form a truly effective defense.

Ever since, except for the one or two formations that were occasionally activated, the other more than 200,000 disciples all suffered disasters.

Ninth-order disciples can barely resist for half a minute.

Eighth-order disciples can't even carry it for ten seconds.

Seventh-order disciples were torn to pieces within five seconds.

As for the disciples below the sixth level, they all ended up being instantly killed.

It doesn't matter what magic weapon you have, what cards you have.

Under these tens of thousands of ant colonies, it was completely reduced to a joke.

Wen Zilong was in the sky, looking at the disciples under the mask formed by the defensive formations.

On his face, the expression of the Great Elder was copied.

With a sneer, his mental strength moved.

I saw that purple lightning suddenly blasted towards a formation mask below.

boom--

There was only a soft sound.

The formation mask instantly shattered.

The black ants around the mask suddenly rushed in like a pack of wolves seeing meat.

The hundreds of disciples in the mask suddenly started howling.

Although those formations claim to be able to withstand the attacks of tenth-order powerhouses.

But in fact, as long as a tenth-level powerhouse attacks more than a dozen times, it will be broken.

Not to mention Wen Zilong's purple lightning.

All were smashed instantly.

Soon, there was no longer a complete place in the entire Misty Immortal Sect.

Those disciples all fled towards the outside of the mountain like crazy.

However, there was a colony of black ants that blocked the entire Misty Immortal Sect.

No wild dragon can escape.

The mountain where Misty Immortal Sect is located originally looked like a fairy mountain.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, it is like a fairyland.

But at this time, it was filled with screams like ghosts.

No ghosts could be seen in the empty mountain, but ghost howls could be heard constantly in the clouds and mists.

It sounds so creepy.

After a full hour, there was no longer a living barbarian dragon in the entire Misty Immortal Sect.

There is only one place of bones.

Wen Zilong sneered:

"This is what will end up messing with me."

He didn't even think about it, it was obviously the person he provoked first.

It's three o'clock today.