The sandalwood bursts, the piano sound wafts, and a slightly chubby middle-aged man closes his eyes and listens quietly.

When the song ended, the middle-aged man clapped his hands and said: "Not bad, it's really worthy of the Qingyin faction of the human race, this song is about making people comfortable." ”

A girl in palace clothes was expressionless, and when she heard the words, she put away the guqin and turned around to leave.

"Wait, who said you left?" said the middle-aged man, whose face turned cold, "Get in here." As soon as his mind moved, the power of the martial soul directly conjured up a giant hand, grabbed the delicate body, and threw it in front of him.

The girl snorted and stubbornly raised her head, her face full of bitter hatred.

"I like your eyes if you don't know it, and the more you hate me, the happier I am. The middle-aged man sneered: "I'm right in front of you, do you dare to do it?"

The girl's jade palm moved subconsciously, but then she thought of something, and her face showed an extremely gloomy look.

"Don't you dare, do you? Serve me well, and maybe I'll reunite you with your people one day." The middle-aged man said lightly, and as he spoke, he took off his pants, revealing a huge penis.

The green tendons on it are exposed, like earthworms.

The girl frowned, and when she smelled the hormones that diffused, she was even more disgusted.

"Why? don't you want to?" the middle-aged man sneered, "Or do you want me to break your perfect body right now?"

The girl's face changed drastically, and she chose to give in under the fierce look of the middle-aged. It's not that she doesn't understand that the fundamental reason why this middle-aged man doesn't want her body is that she wants to sell herself for a good price.

But fortunately, he is still in perfect condition now, and perhaps this is the greatest comfort.

She slowly lowered her head and opened her cherry mouth.

Just as she was getting close to the huge yang root, a swift sword light slashed over.

That sword light was too fast, too sharp, and easily cut the middle-aged penis into pieces.

The middle-aged man covered his lower body and let out a terrible scream.

Now he can be regarded as a successful cultivator, but that sword intent invisibly shattered his Dao foundation and made him an ordinary person.

"Who? Get the hell out of here. The middle-aged man snapped.

Then he saw a figure tear through the space and step to his side.

"I'm getting out, what do you want?" said the figure coldly.

The middle-aged man's whole body was like falling into an ice cellar, and under that monstrous killing intent, he couldn't say a word.

His gaze looked out, and his shout just now must have alarmed his guards. As long as they come, they will have a chance to get out of trouble.

"Don't look at it, all one hundred and twenty-eight members of your clan are dead. The figure said indifferently.

"Who the hell are you?" the middle-aged man shuddered all over, and immediately realized that he probably had no chance of surviving today.

"Terran. The figure spat out only those two words, and reached out to wipe out his life.

Then the figure looked at the girl, and for a moment did not know what to say.

"My name is Phantom Sound, I don't know who my predecessor is——。 The girl was stronger than she had imagined, stood up, bowed and bowed.

"Guo Ming. "That figure is the right way.

A hint of surprise appeared on Phantom Yin's face and said, "It turned out to be Lord Rebellion." ”

"I don't have much time, you go to my Pure Land first, there are your people there. Guo Ming said as he put the phantom sound into his pure land.

Guo Ming looked at the cold corpse and said fiercely, "The killing begins." ”

Guo Ming has mastered many heavenly rules, and he also controls the ever-changing supernatural powers in his hands, and there is no difficulty at all if he wants to silently obliterate some strong people.

In an iron prison, a young man carried the iron shackles of gravity charms on his hands and feet, and the pipa bone was pierced by two iron hooks, and the whole person hung on a pillar made of stainless steel, and there were several flying knives on his chest, which were inserted in different positions.

"Lao Zhang, aren't your skills good?" a middle-aged man said with a smile: "Didn't you say that he would faint this time? ”

"That's the blood hasn't been cleared yet, so let's have two more. The middle-aged man called Lao Zhang didn't care, and as soon as he took off his hand, two flying knives flew towards the young man in a spiral.

The young man's pupils shrank, and at this moment, his cultivation was sealed, and he couldn't use his mana to resist at all.

The eight throwing knives on his body almost drained the blood from his body, but the direction of these two knives was his eyes.

He desperately tried to resist, but as soon as he moved, the stinging pain from the pipa bone made him almost unable to help himself, and in this delay, the two throwing knives were already close at hand, and in the next moment, they would penetrate his eyes.

One of his hearts was almost raised to his throat, but he was soon shocked to find that the two throwing knives were suspended in front of him, unable to move forward any longer, as if an unknown force had frozen the time and space here.

The two middle-aged people also discovered such a strange phenomenon, and Lao Zhang said with a heavy face: "I don't know which senior, please show up." ”

The next moment, he was horrified to find that the two throwing knives were backing backwards, flying fiercely towards him at a speed ten times faster.

He tried to dodge, but an invisible force held him in place.

With a pop, two throwing knives pierced into his eye sockets in no particular order, then broke open the back of his skull and slammed into the wall.

With a pop, Lao Zhang fell to his knees, his eyes were dilated, and his vitality was gradually gone.

The other middle-aged man was stunned, he glanced around in fear, and then broke through the time and space, and wanted to escape.

He was greeted by a big-footed girl, who kicked his muscles to pieces, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Guo Ming walked over with an expressionless face, flicked his fingers, and lifted the boy's ban.

"Hate him?" asked Guo Ming.

"Hate. The boy didn't want to.

"Then go and kill him. Guo Ming threw out a steel knife.

The young man was stunned for a moment, then picked up the steel knife, walked in front of the middle-aged man, and cut off his head without saying a word.

One knife, two knives, three knives - ten knives - 100 knives - 300 knives.

The young man slashed three hundred and sixty-five times before he stopped, not because he didn't have the strength, but because the blade of the steel knife had already been curled. At the end of the day, it is more appropriate to say smash than to cut.

"Is it the first time you kill someone?" Guo Ming asked again.

"Yes. "The boy cherishes words like gold.

"Would you like to worship me as a teacher?" asked Guo Ming.

The young man knelt down directly and kowtowed three times to Guo Ming.

"Please pass on my unparalleled method, I want to kill all the outsiders. The young man looked at Guo Ming and said word by word.

"Murderous, are you famous?" Guo Ming laughed indifferently.

"Yes, flat square. The boy replied.

"What a domineering name. Guo Ming nodded, he stretched out his Pure Land, and said, "You go to my Pure Land first and lay a good foundation." ”

After Ping Sifang entered his own pure land, Guo Ming looked at the middle-aged man who was smashed into pulp and sighed slightly.

"I don't know if it's right or wrong to accept this disciple today?" Guo Ming said in a low voice.

He originally had several great disciples, but the missing ones disappeared, and the fallen ones fell. Now that he is a golden immortal, he has almost reached the end of the Dao, but there are some things that cannot be violated by man after all.

He has learned a lot in his life, and he is invincible at the same level, but what can he do, he can't even protect his own disciples.

Shaking his head, Guo Ming put these thoughts in his heart for the time being. Looking up, there was no living person in this ancient mansion except him.

......

In the tent, Lao Guo calculated today's profit and loss one by one, and after a long time, he sighed softly and said, "This slave business is getting worse and worse. This time it is estimated that he will only make about a million. ”

"Boss, a million is not a lot, and the average Jin Xian's net worth is only a lot. A guy laughed from the side.

"You know a piece of, do you think I make money every time? I lost more than 100,000 last time. Lao Guo said angrily: "Moreover, the strong men of the Nine Heavens have also begun to enter the sky, if they bump into them, Lao Tzu will even lose his life there." ”

"That being said, but isn't the slave business booming yet?" said the fellow with a smile, "The boss will at least have a good livelihood within ten years after this is done." ”

"This is true, my cultivation has fallen behind after so many years, and it is time to improve it well. Lao Guo clutched his Qiankun bag and said in a deep voice.

"I don't think you have that chance. A cold voice came, and a black-clothed figure appeared in front of the two.

Lao Guo's expression changed greatly, and when he saw that it was Guo Ming, he stayed on the spot for a while, and said in amazement: "You are ——?"

"I am a Terran. Guo Ming said lightly.

Old Guo's face became ugly, since Guo Ming could hide from the sky and the sea, even the immortal arrogant sky, with his own cultivation and those guards, he definitely didn't have any chance to escape.

"Over the years, I have trafficked many Terrans, but I have never abused them. Lao Guo said in a deep voice.

Guo Ming was silent.

Lao Guo hurriedly continued: "You also know that this is a general trend, even if I don't sell those human races, there are still other slave owners who sell them. Relatively speaking, my old Guo is worthy of his conscience. ”

Guo Ming nodded and said, "I've seen it, and those Terrans in your hands have indeed not been tortured much. ”

Lao Guo said with relief in his heart: "This is my income this time, and I ask my seniors to laugh." My old Guo made a blood oath here today that he would never sell a human race again in the future. If this oath is violated——。 ”

Lao Guo didn't finish his words, but was interrupted by Guo Ming: "Okay, don't say it." ”

Lao Guo was overjoyed, but the next moment, he felt a tingling pain, and then he saw his head roll down and hit the ground heavily.

"No matter what happens to you in the future, as long as you have sold human races, it is an unpardonable sin. Guo Ming held the blood-dripping sword and walked towards the guy step by step.