Chapter 200 Massacre
In the dark clouds above his head, the lightning had gathered into a group.
The next moment, a thick thunderbolt carrying the breath of destruction fell down.
With a deliberate plan, Zuo Shang only had time to hold up the protective aura before he was drowned by the thunderbolt.
Then came the second and third thunderbolts.
When the thunderbolts dissipated, Zuo Shang's defense had been penetrated, his body was charred, and his breath was gone.
He was killed on the spot by Lu Ya!
At this time, the whole battle had just begun, and the protective formation below had not been broken.
Zuo's golden elixir had already fallen.
The whole battlefield was silent.
Then the morale of the cultivators in Yongze City was greatly boosted, and the attack became more fierce and fierce.
On the other hand, the Zuo family was frightened at this moment, and even the confidence of defense was weakened by three points.
Under this gap in morale between the enemy and us, the defeat of the Zuo family began to show.
The most obvious thing was that the clan protection formation began to fail under the joint attack of the flying boat and the monks. It kept shaking and the white mist became increasingly dim.
It lasted for another half a quarter of an hour.
The clan protection formation of the Zuo clan collapsed under the horrified eyes of the Zuo clan members.
"Everyone listen to my order, kill without mercy!"
Lu Ya was in the air and shouted loudly. After speaking, he turned into a gust of wind and flew towards the Zuo clan land.
Seeing this, the remaining monks also shouted and rushed into the Zuo clan land.
The imagined defeat did not occur. Perhaps they knew that there was no way out. At this moment, the Zuo clan members, led by more than a dozen foundation-building monks, were on high alert in the clan.
So a more bloody fight began at this moment.
A large number of monks fought in one place, the light of magic weapons and spells flew randomly, and the screams before death were endless.
"Puff!"
A blood hole appeared in the center of the eyebrows of a female cultivator of the Zuo clan in the late stage of foundation building. A look of shock remained on her face, and she died.
Lu Ya's figure was like a ghost, relying on the extremely fast speed of the wind escape to shuttle through the battlefield, constantly killing the foundation building cultivators of the Zuo clan.
As the foundation building cultivators of the Zuo clan continued to die, the defense of the Zuo clan became weaker and weaker.
Until the last Zuo clan cultivator in the early stage of foundation building died at the hands of Lu Ya, the defense line of the Zuo clan finally collapsed completely.
The foundation building cultivators of Yongze City were like tigers entering a flock of sheep, taking the lead in slaughtering the Qi training cultivators of the Zuo clan.
Some of the Zuo clan cultivators continued to rush forward, using their lives to block the cultivators of Yongze City, while others tried to escape.
But no matter what they did, they could not change the fate of death.
The foundation building cultivators alone could slaughter all these remnants and defeated generals.
Bai Yutian was covered in blood, and the flying sword in his hand shuttled through the crowd at high speed, the blood light was connected, and heads rolled wherever he passed.
Then he waved his hand, and the magic power rolled up the storage bag and magic weapon on the corpse, stuffed it into the backpack behind him without even looking at it, and rushed to another battlefield with red eyes.
Everyone advanced and killed all the way, and the entire Zuo clan land fell into a sea of killing.
There were screams everywhere.
Until the end, even the air was filled with a blood mist.
Half an hour later, the shouting and killing gradually subsided, and the entire Zuo clan land fell into a dead silence.
There were ruined corpses everywhere, crooked buildings, trampled medicine gardens, scattered books and clothes, a ruined world after the war.
In the Zuo clan ancestral temple, Lu Ya and the monks behind him calmly looked at the mountain of tablets inside the Zuo clan ancestral temple.
"Reporting to the city lord, there are more than a thousand people in the Zuo family, and no one survived, but..." Bai Yutian was covered in blood, his left arm drooping, and hesitantly said.
Lu Ya did not turn around, but just spit out one word coldly: "Speak."
Bai Yutian nodded and quickly said: "Yes, but we didn't find any trace of Zuo Feng. We also interrogated some people, and the answers we got were that they didn't see Zuo Feng return to the clan."
"In addition, Chief Lu asked me to report to you about the war damage. A total of one of our foundation-building people died in the battle, three lost their combat effectiveness, and the rest still had a certain combat effectiveness. Twenty-three Qi training cultivators died, and nine were disabled."
After Bai Yutian finished speaking, he looked up at Lu Ya, and seeing that he did not respond, he continued: "Those who retained combat effectiveness, there were eleven foundation-building people, and a total of 118 Qi training people."
Lu Ya was silent for a moment, turned his head to look at the people behind him, then waved his hand and said: "Half an hour later, we will set off for the return voyage."
Everyone heard the words, and their eyes flashed.
Bai Yutian couldn't help but lick his lips. Half an hour was enough.
As Lu Ya returned to the flying boat, the Zuo clan land fell into a sea of carnival.
In the distance, on a small hill, Zuo Feng lay among the gravel, looking at the clan land in chaos, his five fingers deeply dug into the rocks under him.
"Yongze City, Lu Ya, I want you to die!"
Zuo Feng took a deep look at the flying boat floating in the sky and retreated quietly.
Half an hour later, all the monks returned to the flying boat one after another. Everyone had an unstoppable smile, still excitedly talking about this time's harvest, completely ignoring their own blood stains.
"Everyone, clean yourself and then return."
Lu Dingbo's voice came out again in the array.
The cabin suddenly became quiet, and then all the monks consciously used the cleaning technique to clean their blood stains and dirt, and the air in the cabin became much fresher.
Then the flying boat slowly started and flew towards the direction of Yongze City.
In Lu Ya's room, Lu Dingbo was sitting opposite Lu Ya.
"This operation went smoothly. There was only one casualty in the foundation building, and one-fifth of the monks in the Qi training period were injured." Lu Dingbo sighed.
"It's a pity that the left winger didn't come back. Keeping him is a hidden danger after all."
Lu Ya also nodded, but there was nothing he could do.
Yangkui Territory is so big. If a monk deliberately wants to hide, there are plenty of places to hide.
Unless they are willing to pay the price to find a fortune teller and conduct divination, they can find each other.
"Let's go back and post a reward first. Maybe someone will encounter him and take his head."
Lu Ya suggested.
Lu Dingbo nodded, and there was no better way.
Then he said: "This time we have gained an extremely rich harvest. The Jindan family's wealth is indeed considerable. In terms of spiritual stones alone, they have been allocated more than 1,300 high-grade spiritual stones. In addition, there are two magic weapons, a magic weapon and There are even more storage bags.
There are also many spiritual materials, elixirs, elixirs, etc. I estimate that this harvest will be enough for our entire Lu family's three-year practice. "
Lu Ya was not surprised by this. If a Jindan family didn't even have this kind of wealth, then it would be time to think about what went wrong.
"What a golden belt for murder and arson!"
Lu Ya sighed.
Lu Dingbo also nodded with deep feeling.
But the dead monk could not empathize.
Lu Ya said: "If the monks who died in battle have family members, they must provide follow-up compensation. If they are alone, build a tomb for them, so as not to let them become lonely ghosts."
"I will take care of this matter, don't worry." Lu Dingbo agreed.
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