The Heaven’s Jailer

"Hurry up! Didn't you eat?" In front of the central hall of the Floating Cloud Sect, Jiang Fanyuan, the elder of the Protector of the Wuji Sect, finally lost his composure and yelled loudly. ????

Wu Mingsheng led a group of Floating Cloud Sect disciples to dismantle it for several hours, but only the roof of the central hall was removed, and he was still far away from his goal of digging three feet into the ground. If this continues, tomorrow will be finished. It's okay.

"Elder Jiang, we have worked very hard." Wu Mingsheng's head was covered in dust, and his face was stained. As the former Great Elder of the Fuyun Sect and the current Suzerain of the Fuyun Sect, when did he do this kind of work? He was already very depressed in his heart, but now he was urged by Jiang Fanyuan, and his anger suddenly came up.

However, considering Jiang Fanyuan's background and power, he kept his tone very calm.

"Work hard?" Jiang Fanyuan snorted coldly, "What I want to see is the result! Within an hour, I want to see the Central Hall disappear completely. If you can't even do this, there is no need for you to exist. .”

Hearing this naked threat, Wu Mingsheng trembled all over.

If I had known today, at the beginning, he would never have licked his face and attached himself to the Wuji Sect, but now he is not even as good as a migrant worker, but there is no medicine for regret in the world, and the bitter fruit he brewed by himself, no matter how unpalatable it is, must be eaten. He gritted his teeth and swallowed.

"Cheer up, I can't demolish the hall in an hour, I'll demolish you all!" Wu Mingsheng didn't dare to talk back to Jiang Fanyuan, so he could only vent his anger on the remaining thirty or forty disciples of Fuyun Sect.

When the disciples of the Floating Cloud Sect heard this, they complained incessantly. The central hall was built in an unknown age, and they all used huge stones weighing one or two tons.

They have no tools and only rely on two hands. If they want to demolish the hall within an hour, isn't that a joke? Even if they use the excavator, they may not be able to do it.

From this point of view, it was a mistake for them to choose to follow Wu Mingsheng. If he was like other disciples, after fleeing down the mountain, he would quietly leave the Floating Cloud Sect. With the strength of a cultivator, he would definitely be popular in the world, and he would never do such dirty and tiring physical work in his life.

"Let's do it!" The disciples of the Floating Cloud Sect looked at each other, everyone tacitly understood, most of them had an idea, that is, as long as they can pass this hurdle in front of them and find a suitable opportunity in the future, they must do it as soon as possible Withdrawing and continuing to stay in the Floating Cloud Sect is destined to have a bad life.

They were originally under Wu Mingsheng's control, but now Wu Mingsheng has another Wujizong on his head. Their status at this time is probably no different from that of Wujizong's dogs.

"Boom..."

at this time,

There was a sudden thunder in the sky.

Including Jiang Fanyuan and Wu Mingsheng, everyone raised their heads in doubt, because today is a sunny day, the sun is shining brightly, and there is not even a cloud. The key point is that it is winter now, and it is impossible to rain. Could it be that when it snows? Will it thunder?

Just when everyone couldn't figure it out, the gust of wind suddenly blew up.

The dust and sundries scattered on the ground were immediately rolled up, and in an instant, the world fell into chaos, and the sky above, and the sun, could not be seen clearly at all.

Some disciples of the Floating Cloud Sect who were only at the Body Tempering Realm were knocked to the side.

"hiss……"

At this moment, a leaf rolled up by the strong wind, like a sharp blade, scratched the neck of a Body Tempering Realm disciple, and that disciple's head was actually cut off.

Blood gushed out, and the headless corpse fell from the ceiling of the hall. However, before it fell to the ground, it was wrapped in other sharp leaves, and after a while, it turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Seeing this situation, many people standing on the top of the hall were frightened.

Even Wu Mingsheng, who had a higher level of cultivation, was frightened for a while.

"Run!"

I don't know who yelled, and thirty or forty disciples of the Floating Cloud Sect jumped down from the top of the main hall with a clatter, and fled in all directions. However, it is not only the leaves that are lethal, it seems that anything blown up by the strong wind will become An indestructible and deadly weapon.

Those disciples in the Body Tempering Realm usually cut through bricks and rocks without scratching. However, in the process of escaping, their bodies were pierced by some thumb-sized stones, leaving bloody holes one after another.

In front of the entire hall, it was like a purgatory on earth. Thirty or forty disciples of the Floating Cloud Sect died in less than half a minute, without even leaving their bodies.

Wu Mingsheng dodged from left to right in the late stage of Qi Refining Realm. Even so, his body was covered with scars, his clothes were cut one after another, and he could barely cover his body.

"Elder Jiang, help!"

Staggering all the way to Jiang Fanyuan, Wu Mingsheng thought that Jiang Fanyuan would protect him, but to his surprise, Jiang Fanyuan grabbed his belt and held him in front of him as a side* *Shield.

"Jiang Fanyuan, you bastard! Let me go!"

Wu Mingsheng cursed in panic, and as soon as the curse fell, his body was hit by a stone. Although he didn't cultivate the physical body, his body at the Qi Refining Realm was stronger than that at the Body Tempering Realm, and the stone didn't penetrate Wu Mingsheng's body was directly embedded in Wu Mingsheng's chest, and blood gushed out.

Immediately afterwards, the second stone and the third stone, including the sharp leaves, all greeted him. Within half a minute, Wu Mingsheng turned into a sieve, and no one could die anymore.

"There's more than enough to die for!" Liu Lang, the control center of the guardian array, looked at the mirror image in front of him and sneered.

The only pity is that the eldest sister did not witness Wu Mingsheng's death with her own eyes.

The demon cultivator Bai Yuan who was standing under the platform looked at the scene in the mirror and was almost dumbfounded. After a while, he turned around and asked Liu Lang tremblingly, "What did you do?"

"It's nothing, I can only activate a very small formation in the large protective formation of the Fuyun Sect, called the Seven Killing Formation!" Liu Lang explained with a faint smile.

"Seven kills formation?" Yaoxiu Baiyuan couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of spittle. Back then, if Miao Jiuming had used such a formation to deal with him, he would have been dead already.

In front of the central hall, Jiang Fanyuan threw Wu Mingsheng's body away. Wu Mingsheng's body was riddled with holes and could not function as a shield at all.

"I'm a strong person in the Profound Core Realm, and I'm doing crooked ways, so what can I do!" Jiang Fanyuan had already guessed that he was being plotted by someone, and what happened before him was definitely not a natural disaster.

However, he has already reached the Profound Core Realm, and he is one of the people who stand at the highest peak in the world. He really doesn't believe that a few leaves or stones can hurt him.

The zhenqi gushed out of his body, and Jiang Fanyuan's body instantly formed a layer of zhenqi shield, and the rushing stones and leaves were suspended in mid-air, unable to move forward any more.

(To be continued.)