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Chapter 101 Demon God Heart Sutra

A day later, Wolf Claw Sect.

"Senior Brother Hong?" A gatekeeper saw a few inner disciples running towards the guest room, and hurried over to meet them.

"Wang Tong is dead. Hurry up and kill Wang Changqing. After killing him, let's go to Mangshan Sect."

"To attack Mangshan Sect?"

"No, Mangshan Sect is gone."

"Hahaha, I can finally leave this stupid mountain!"

The Wolf Claw Sect and the Wolf Tooth Sect almost all went to attack the Mang Mountain Sect. There were only a dozen or so disciples left, four of them looked at Wang Changqing, and the rest were cleaning staff.

"Come, come, this young master has many good things, come, let's go together!" The seven spirit kings gathered together and kicked open the door of the guest room!

"Wang Changqing, your sect has been wiped out by us, kneel down wisely, and I will give you a good time!" A disciple made a piercing sound as two steel wolf claws rubbed against each other.

"Hmph, you're still playing tricks here, die to me!" A disciple saw Wang Changqing sitting cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, walked over, and stabbed Wang Changqing with his claws.

"Ding!" Wang Changqing's long sword blocked the iron claws, Wang Changqing raised his head, and a black light flashed in his eyes.

"You bastards, killed my father?"

"Hmph! Your father, that old bastard, wants him to live, but he won't die!" The disciple's other iron claw directly attacked Wang Changqing's stomach.

"I'll let you be buried with my father!" Wang Changqing's body was black and radiant, and his iron claws flew off with a sword, and a sword stabbed him in the stomach.

"There's something wrong with this kid!" There seemed to be some kind of terrifying power on the long sword!

"You are the first!" Wang Changqing's long sword was wrapped in black, like splitting bamboo along the seam, the sword pierced through this disciple's chest, the black spiritual power instantly corroded the whole person into a pool of black water!

"Let's go together!" The six spirit kings attacked Wang Changqing. Surprisingly, Wang Changqing defended with ease. Instead of leaving wounds on Wang Changqing's body with twelve claws, Wang Changqing slashed his body full of wounds!

"You guys, who has seen my father!" Wang Changqing held the sword, black spiritual power, blowing long hair scattered like a devil.

"I...I..." A disciple was obviously frightened.

"Okay!" Wang Changqing moved his feet, the black spiritual power covered the long sword, and he killed several people with one sword. The sound of the collision between the long sword and the iron claw was like the whisper of a devil. Except for the disciple who just spoke to him, the remaining five All the disciples were killed like rotten ones and turned into a pile of black water.

"This... this..." The last disciple was terrified.

"Mangshan Sect, was destroyed by you?" Wang Changqing put the long sword on the disciple's neck, and his face was pale with fright!

"Tell me about the situation at that time!"

The frightened disciple told everything about how Wang Changqing was put under house arrest, how Qingshan Sect was destroyed, how the last high-level officials were besieged and killed in the Wolf King's Cave, and how Wang Tong died in the end.

"A person who looks the same as me?" Wang Changqing frowned and thought for a moment, "Zhao Xiaoliu, Zhao Xiaoliu, why didn't I cut you a few times!"

"Finished?"

"It's over!"

"Pfft!" Wang Changqing pierced the disciple with a sword and turned into a pile of black water.

"Money for blood, money for life, Zhao Xiaoliu, you all have to die!" Wang Changqing's face flashed fiercely, and he flew out of the door, killing the last few disciples, but the anger in his heart was still uncontrollable!

"Wolf Claw Sect, Wolf Tooth Sect, hahaha!" Wang Changqing's terrifying laughter echoed in the desolate canyon, accompanied by a fire that destroyed the Wolf Claw Sect!

"Father, I burned the Wolf's Claw Sect today, and in the future, I will definitely take their heads and worship them for you!"

Wang Changqing whistled, and pigeons flew over one by one. Wang Changqing took out a pen and paper, wrote a few words, put the letter paper into the letter box of the pigeon, and let the pigeon fly.

"Brother's carrier pigeon has arrived." A disciple of Mangshan Sect who was still in martial arts held out his hand and caught the carrier pigeon.

"Quickly take it apart and have a look, what did the elder brother say!"

"Gudong!" The disciple who opened the letter suddenly fell to the ground, and the letter fell to the ground.

"Look at your ability to bear it. I'll take a look at what the elder brother wrote." Another disciple picked up the note, and his face turned pale instantly.

"Brother, what did you write, you are all like this!"

"Mang, the Mang Mountain Sect exterminates the sect, hurry to the Demon God Mountain!"

The air in the room was instantly cold...

Demon God Mountain is a barren mountain, desolate without even grass, and it takes three days and three nights to walk away from Mang Mountain Sect and Wolf Claw Sect. These disciples saw the letter, but they couldn't see that Wang Changqing was rushing to Demon God Mountain at this time. Walk slowly, carrying loneliness, hatred, and madness on your back...

Four days later, dozens of people gathered on the Demon God Mountain, dressed in white and black, looking extremely desolate on the red barren mountain.

"Big Brother, Big Brother, Mangshan Sect, is it really gone!" A disciple stumbled, ran up the mountain, fell to the ground, and grabbed Wang Changqing's clothes.

Wang Changqing's face was full of indifference and pain. He helped the disciple who fell in front of him.

"Brothers, I used to think that pleasing the Wolf Claw Sect would give us resources and make our Mangshan Sect stronger, but I was wrong. We just fed the wolves with meat. The wolves will not appreciate you. When you are sleeping soundly, bite your relatives and friends to death!" A terrifying aura bloomed from Wang Changqing's body.

"Since you call me big brother, then I will make you stronger!" Wang Changqing raised his hand and flew towards the crowd with a handful of jade slips.

"Brother, what is this?" A disciple took the jade slip and asked.

"Neither the wolf claw sect nor the wolf tooth sect can learn the exercises."

"Do you want us to practice this?" The disciple had a complicated expression. He had seen disciples from the Wolf Claw Sect and the Wolf Tooth Sect.

"This is different from their exercises. When I practiced, I found that this exercise and our Mangshan sect's exercises complement each other!"

"This?" The disciple hesitated, but still instilled spiritual power into the jade slip.

"Brother!" The disciple's eyes widened and he looked at Wang Changqing. "The two kinds of exercises actually complement each other!"

"I call this exercise the Demon God's Heart Sutra, and the Demon God Mountain has been our domain ever since."

"Brother, shall we establish a new sect?"

"Ah."

"Then what is the name of our sect?"

"What do you think is a good name?"

"Is it Demon God?"

"The name is too big, and it is easy to be targeted." Wang Changqing smiled wryly.

"Indeed, it's better to keep a low profile."

"Why don't you name it after your eldest brother? How about Changqing Gate?"

"Okay, big brother is the founder of the mountain, I will pay my respects to the suzerain!"

"Forget it, let's call it this name." Wang Changqing wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he took them back.

"I'll wait, pay homage to the suzerain!" Dozens of people bowed down to Wang Changqing.

"In the last few days, build the residence first." Wang Changqing waved his hand, and a pile of wood, nails, and construction tools fell to the ground.

"it is good!"